Nan Rong Jinghua bent down slightly, picked up the little girl, and gently wiped away a crumb of pastry from the corner of her mouth with her well-defined fingers.

Under Helian Mousi's innocent and bewildered gaze, he gently stroked the little girl's pert nose, his voice soft and gentle.

"Silly boy."

Helian Mousi suddenly realized something, and his grape-like, watery eyes widened slightly.

The little hand covered its mouth, wiped it haphazardly, and the fluffy little head shook back and forth.

"No, no, Sisi didn't steal any mung bean cakes."

Helian Mousi was in a hurry and began to explain in a soft and sweet voice, unaware that his words were a clear attempt to cover up his guilt.

Yes, they even clearly stated what flavor of cake to eat.

Helian You placed his small hand on his forehead, closed his dark, bright eyes, and looked at his fair face with obvious disbelief.

"Come on, Master, I'll take you to get some water."

Nan Rong Jinghua gently stroked the little girl's soft hair, spoke softly, and reached out to take Helian You's hand.

Helian You stared at Nanrong Jinghua's outstretched hand for a while, then raised his own small hand and patted Nanrong Jinghua's palm.

Then she withdrew her little hand, tilted her fair face up, and looked at Nanrong Jinghua with her bright black eyes, speaking in a childish voice.

"I'll walk by myself."

My uncle said that he is already a six-year-old adult and shouldn't always want to be carried or held.

"Then, Sisi will walk by herself too."

Helian Mousi, who was being held in Nanrong Jinghua's arms, suddenly felt a little embarrassed and moved his little body, trying to get down from Nanrong Jinghua's arms.

"Little princess, hug me."

Helian You shook his head, his dark, bright eyes looking at Helian Si as he spoke, his fair face full of seriousness.

"Huh? W-why?"

Helian Mou Sisi expressed his confusion, the little boy with a big question mark on his small head.

Helian You lowered his head slightly, a blush spreading across his fair face, and spoke in a soft, childlike voice.

“Little princess, you’re still young. You’er, you’re all grown up now, that’s what your uncle says.”

Nan Rong Jinghua: "..."

On the deity's face, a faint twitch appeared between his brows. This was probably the day that Nan Rong Jinghua had experienced the most intense emotions in all these years.

"Huh? Six years old is an adult? Teacher, then Sisi will be an adult in a few months too!"

Helian Mou Sisi felt as if a new worldview had suddenly been opened. So, on this page, six-year-olds can be considered adults?

Does that mean that in a few months, Sisi will be able to recruit three thousand handsome men?

The little girl's eyes sparkled, and her rosy face was full of bright, radiant smiles, as if she were writing her thoughts down in her heart.

Nan Rong Jinghua sighed, patiently explained to the little girl, and led Helian You into the room a few steps away where the teacher could rest.

"Sigh, so fifteen is considered the age of coming of age? Then Sisi will have to wait a very, very, very long time before she comes of age."

The little girl was quite upset and started counting on her chubby little fingers.

Fortunately, this time her two little hands were just enough; otherwise, the little girl would have been too embarrassed to take off her little embroidered shoes in front of the teacher and count her toes together.

"Eeya~ Sisi still has ten fingers to marry a handsome man."

With a long sigh, Sisi's pink face wrinkled into a sad, bitter gourd-like expression.