Tang Bao was worried Qin Jin didn't believe her, so she stood on tiptoes, trying to take a book from the shelf.
But she was simply too short to reach.
Qin Jin:"..."
Qin Jin looked at the little girl pretending and couldn't help but laugh softly.
Considering the little girl was only 5 years old.
Even touching the subject was already remarkable, so... even though it was ridiculously wrong, Qin Jin decided not to expose her.
After all, it gave him an excuse to keep the little girl by his side.
"Hmm."
Qin Jin pretended to think seriously while Tang Bao was anxious and whispered, "Qin Jin brother, do you think I can do it? I really love reading books, like the poetry anthology, I... I... I may not be able to recite them, but at least I know the book's name, that's quite impressive, isn't it?"
Qin Jin:"..."
Hmm...
Knowing the name is already quite impressive.
