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Baby swats at her muzzle, not an annoyance to her and rather adorable. She did not realize what sort of messages she was sending him with her adoration of everything he did, only was glad to have time with him. He began to sniffle, but she caught on too late- and soon enough was sprayed by his disgusting infant sneeze germs. She was stunned for a moment, blinking with shock, and then she frowned, pulling away. It was not the boy's fault, but she couldn't help her impulsive huff of 江小青! 看看你做了什么! A black paw was brought to her muzzle, begrudgingly wiping at the moisture that was scattered across it. 哎呀， She sighed, momentarily distracted from her son and focused on drying her face.