"Isn't Dad fussing over you? What do you need me for—" Xiao Chen's voice stuck, he lowered his gaze and coughed lightly, "It's been so long, I don't remember clearly."
Chen Laohu's eyes flickered uncertainly, and when they settled, they turned into a pair of eyes whose appearance seemed periodically bright and dim, with murky glints in the depths.
Little Taotie suddenly looked over and found that the white lotus flower instantly turned black, becoming an ink lotus!
A change of person!
Little Taotie met Chen Yue's eyes, who somewhat awkwardly avoided her gaze.
Chen Yue squinted, looking thoughtful.
The panic in the girl's eyes was captured clearly by Chen Yue.
Chen Yue's mouth slightly curved upward, as if things were becoming interesting.
Little Taotie didn't know if Chen Yue had discovered anything, so she only lowered her head and didn't look over there, whispering, "Wu xiang hui jia le!" (I want to go home!)
