Chapter 569 Rare Warmth

As the little girl insisted, Rosalie smiled awkwardly at the man and reached out to hand him the conch.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she stretched out her hand, the man grabbed her wrist instead, took her hand, and put the conch next to his ear.

Rosalie’s hand was only a few millimeters away from his face. As long as she relaxed her arm a little, the palm of her hand would touch the man’s face.

Realizing this, Rosalie’s expression was slightly stiff. She gritted her teeth and maintained the angle of her wrist.

After a while, the man finally let go of her hand.

“How is it? Did you hear that?” Estie looked at her father expectantly.

Byron glanced at Rosalie inexplicably, then raised his eyebrows in response. “I heard it.”

Hearing Daddy’s affirmation, the little girl became even more excited.

the man’s glances, and ripples

nothing had happened, “okay,

little girl took the conch handed over by Rosalie and nodded obediently, she held Rosalie’s hand and

search of their own conch after they heard the sound

glancing at them from

squatted on the

could not help but be a little curious. She

to Rosalie to come look

the crab was only the size of the pinky finger. It was timidly scurrying inside a milky white

covered its eyes with its two plier-like claws and wanted to hide

out?”

to find one, but there was a crab in it, so they could not

hermit crab. This conch is its home. Let’s not

at the conch for a long time, they tapped the conch carefully and said in sweet, impish voices, “Hello, little hermit crab.

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