Chapter 158 Grandma will never let anyone hurt you again.

"Baby, you're so fair-skinned, just like your mom." After washing the little girl's face, Yan Liti brought out the high-end children's cream she had just bought yesterday and gently applied it to her face while exclaiming in admiration.

Upon hearing the word "Mom," Qiao Qiao opened her closed eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently.

His dark eyes moved gently, landing on Yan Liti's face, who was looking at him tenderly.

She asked softly, "Does Grandma have a picture of Mom?"

Although she had met Long Yijun in the bracelet space, Long Yijun in the bracelet space was ethereal, a wisp of white mist, which she could only see but not touch.

She could sense that Long Yijun loved her very much, but because of this arrangement, she always felt as if there was a layer between them.

It made her feel that having a mother wasn't very real.

Because of this, she desperately wanted to sense any trace of Long Yijun's existence in this world.

"Yes, we have a lot at home. Grandma didn't bring them out. She'll bring them to you when she goes back home later."

It must be said that Yan Liti knows how to speak.

He genuinely wanted what was best for the girl.

She didn't say that she would take Qiao Qiao back to visit when she had time later.

Instead, she said she brought it to her.

There was no intention in her words to take her away from the Qiao family and back to Kyoto; rather, she wanted her to come and live with her at the Qiao family's place.

Qiao Qiao could tell the difference. To be honest, she didn't have a good impression of Kyoto, and she didn't want to go there unless necessary.

A sweet smile appeared on her little face. She nodded her little head repeatedly, her voice filled with joy: "Okay, thank you, Grandma. You're so kind, Grandma."

The little girl has a sweet smile, and her words are even sweeter.

Yan Liti's heart melted at the sweetness.

Seeing the little girl's beaming face, I couldn't resist cupping her little face and giving her a big kiss on her rosy cheeks.

She sighed as if she had just recovered from some kind of poison: "Oh my, my darling, you have no idea how much Grandma is craving it. Let Grandma have a good taste of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of kisses followed, from her little face to her little neck, especially the part of her little neck where it connected to her ears, where the skin was exceptionally soft and delicate, with a faint scent of milk and shampoo.

Yan Liti felt that even taking drugs was more addictive than taking sedatives.

Qiao Qiao was extremely ticklish, and kept dodging Yan Liti's kisses, while giggling occasionally escaped her lips.

Looking at the little girl whose face was flushed from his antics, and who finally rested her head on his shoulder in exhaustion.

Yan Liti is someone you can never love enough.

Her eyes were slightly red.

He lowered his head and solemnly kissed the little girl's smooth forehead.

"Baby, don't worry, as long as Grandma is here, Grandma will never let anyone hurt you again."

Even if it costs her her life, no one should ever hurt the little girl she cherishes!

Carrying the little girl who had just finished washing up, Mo Wenpei greeted them with a smile: "Is your little darling hungry?"

Qiao Qiao nodded. After all that commotion, she was indeed hungry.

"Then let's go downstairs to eat. I've already had it prepared; there's both Chinese and Western food," Yan Liti said with a smile.

They stayed on the fourth floor. The hotel had five floors in total. Qiao Qiao had been carried upstairs by Qiao Changdong. Qiao Changdong was young and strong, so Qiao Qiao was comfortable being carried up in his arms.

But now.

She looked at Yan Liti, who was hugging her.

She wiggled her little bottom in someone's arms and said, "Grandma, I can walk by myself."

"Be good, let Grandma carry you down. Don't worry, Grandma is very strong. I could carry you for a marathon without any problem." Yan Liti confidently lifted the person up and bounced them up, indicating that she had plenty of strength.

Yan Liti's statement is indeed somewhat exaggerated.

But she wasn't lying. She had always been in good health, and after being "reformed" by Long Yijun, she was even healthier than others her age.

Carrying Qiao Qiao up and down the stairs is really not a problem.

not to mention.

Even without this layer.

Just the fact that she was holding her beloved granddaughter was enough to give Yan Liti inexhaustible energy!

When the group arrived at the restaurant on the first floor for breakfast, there were already quite a few people there.

Many people looked over when they saw the five people enter.

The entire hotel was heated. Qiao Qiao wasn't dressed much; she wore a red woolen skirt that reached her knees, white stockings, and red leather shoes with bows.

Her short, curly hair was tied into two little buns, each adorned with two red, fluffy hair flowers with sparkly sequins.

She looked so beautiful and festive, as if she had stepped right out of a New Year's painting.

Adults always prefer bright and festive outfits for children, especially as the year draws to a close.

Qiao Qiao is dressed festively now, and her hair ornaments are as pretty as her hair accessories, sparkling and shimmering.

Almost the instant they entered the restaurant, they attracted everyone's attention.

Yan Liti felt the gazes of these people, and her back straightened immediately, her chest puffed out, and her face was full of pride that could not be hidden.

They were practically shouting: "Look, look, this is my granddaughter, this is Yan Liti's granddaughter, isn't she beautiful?!"

Looking at Yan Liti, who was standing tall and proud, as if she were holding some rare treasure, her face was full of pride.

Qiao Qiao buried her face in his shoulder, a little embarrassed.

Qiao Changcai and Mo Wenpei, who remained at the hotel, couldn't help but chuckle.

Yan Liti had arranged breakfast in advance. In addition to the usual steamed buns and fried dough sticks, the hotel also provided some Western-style breakfast items such as sandwiches, bread, and coffee.

However, Baoyi City is not Kyoto.

These are more Western-style breakfast items, and the hotel doesn't prepare much of them; you usually have to book with the hotel the night before.

However, Yan Liti booked the hotel's most luxurious suite, which cost 198 yuan per night, and she booked two at once. This room rate is equivalent to two years' salary for an average person.

She doesn't need to make reservations; whether it's Chinese or Western style, the kitchen prepares unlimited breakfasts for her.

It was the first time Mo Wenpei and Qiao Changcai had stayed in such a high-class hotel, and everything was new and exciting to them. They ate a little of this and tried a little of that at breakfast.

Qiao Qiao and the others were completely taken care of by Yan Lidi.

"Baby, try this. It's called milk, and it's similar to the malted milk powder you drink, but it's more nutritious. Try it and see if you like it."

Yan Liti scooped up a spoonful of milk from a cup that was at just the right temperature and held it to Qiao Qiao's lips, gently coaxing her to drink it.

Milk.

Qiao Qiao lowered her head.

Looking at the white liquid so close to her eyes, her previously normal expression turned somewhat resistant.

She looked up at Yan Liti, who was eagerly waiting for her to drink, and whispered, "Can... I not drink it?"