CHAPTER 129: CHAPTER 129: ACCIDENTALLY TURNED ON THE LIGHT?

Zhi’er’s soft cheeks, round and plump, were as delicate as can be.

Her cheeks were as soft as cotton candy!

Bai Daoyan gazed at his little sister’s bright and adorable big eyes.

He couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, a sense of pride in his eyes.

This cute and pretty little one is actually his sister!

Zhi’er wrapped her small arms around Bai Daoyan’s neck.

"Fourth Brother, Zhi’er doesn’t lack anything, just wants to cuddle with brother more!"

*Suck~ intensely absorbing good fortune~*

Bai Daoyan listened to the little one’s babyish voice, resembling a playful whine.

He laughed heartily, delighted.

He gently stroked Zhi’er’s small head.

"Fourth Brother will always protect Zhi’er."

Just as he raised his hand, Zhi’er saw the Pixiu bracelet he wore on his wrist!

She blinked her long eyelashes curiously: "This glimmering thing is so pretty~"

Bai Daoyan smiled and generously removed it from his wrist.

He placed it in Zhi’er’s palm.

"This is the guardian deity in brother’s heart; it blesses Fourth Brother with wealth and prosperity."

"It’s very sacred; normally, brother doesn’t let others touch it for fear of ruining the luck."

"But Zhi’er is not others; if you like it, brother will give it to you."

Zhi’er touched it with her small hand.

The Pixiu was made entirely of Chisui, strung together with Jade Beads into a wearable bracelet.

The little one looked at the Pixiu, which emanated a soft golden light unseen by ordinary people.

After she touched it, the golden light shone brightly!

Even more dazzling than before!

Zhi’er tilted her small head.

Inadvertently, she had activated Fourth Brother’s Pixiu fortune.

The little one quietly returned the Pixiu.

"Fourth Brother, this is a treasure for wealth, it’s useless for Zhi’er to keep it! You better wear it!"

Zhi’er blinked her long, fluttering eyelashes, her round face pleasingly cute.

"As long as Fourth Brother earns some Silver, just remember to buy tasty treats for Zhi’er!"

"Besides, I don’t eat much, just a tiny bit~" She extended her little finger, indicating a small amount.

Bai Daoyan couldn’t help but laugh.

He pinched Zhi’er’s cheek.

"Little clever ghost, would Fourth Brother ever skimp on you?"

After arranging things at the shop, Bai Daoyan carried Zhi’er to the next-door bakery to buy pastries.

The little one tried the roasted potatoes sold along that street, imitating her method.

In the most luxurious private room on the second floor of the restaurant, Bai Daoyan and Zhi’er, sitting by the window.

The table was laden with exquisite dishes, aromas wafting.

Zhi’er ate so much her little belly was round.

Bai Daoyan saw his sister contentedly squinting her big eyes, well-fed, and kissed by the sun, her skin had an even paler and tender hue.

She looked just like a little kitten.

Bai Daoyan sipped his tea and smiled, his eyes revealing a fondness.

"When Zhi’er goes back to the palace, should brother buy some roasted potatoes for you to take back?"

Zhi’er waved her small hand upon hearing this.

Her waterlike eyes glimmered with life: "Their taste isn’t good; it’s missing a flavor!"

Bai Daoyan was curious: "What is it missing?"

"The roasted potato’s skin should be crispy so the inside can be more fragrant~ Just ate a few, all soft like Mianmian, didn’t taste like anything."

Bai Daoyan laughed after hearing this: "I see, even so, there are still quite a few people buying."

Zhi’er rested her chin on her hand, pondering for a moment.

"Fourth Brother, ask the waiter to bring paper and pen; I want to write something!"

Bai Daoyan then gave instructions outside.

A moment later, the waiter brought Xuan paper and ink.

Bai Daoyan walked over to Zhi’er, watching the little one hold the pen, writing fluidly, her handwriting a bit childlike yet elegant.