[Huaisang has a bit of an oral fixation and a noticeable habit of licking his lips, so the moment Qinghua glances at his lips, Huaisang subconsciously licks them. Then he grins, instinctively reflecting a smile with more smiles.] I love it. Thank you.
[He can't move his feet yet, so he wiggles them lightly in Qinghua's lap, continuing to watch him with a fond smile.] How long does it take to dry?
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[He can't move his feet yet, so he wiggles them lightly in Qinghua's lap, continuing to watch him with a fond smile.] How long does it take to dry?