Chapter 118

Jordan once again surveyed his little princess from head to toe. Although he still found her punk-themed outfit somewhat unacceptable, his little princess was perfect no matter what. He allowed Jane to leave the tent first, while he was left to pack it up. As soon as the dumpling stepped out of the tent, everyone could see that her usual soft hair, normally bundled up in buns, was now hanging loose. Furthermore, because she often bundled her hair, it wasn't very submissive when loose; quite a few strands were stubbornly sticking up. This sight was both amusing and cute. Tony, the troublemaker, didn't give Jordan any face. He squatted down as soon as he saw Jane, and asked, "Jane, why didn't you tie your hair up today? Can't your Brother do it?" The Jane's shiny big eyes blinked, and she looked at her brother. A soft, chubby finger placed itself beside her cherry blossom-like pink, pouty lips. "Shh, Tony, we shouldn't expose other people's weaknesses." Tony could barely contain his laug