They are clearly the same person, aren't they?
Why did she only see that one?
This is really unfair, isn't it?
Zhao Jinhuai stopped and turned sideways to look at Chu Ci.
There was a dangerous light in those dark eyes. He held Chu Ci's hand tightly, pursed his lips slightly, and then slowly curled up a cold smile, "What do you think, Cibao? Isn't it unfair?"
Although it does look a bit scary, in fact, it is probably just an activity of jealousy and vying for favor?
Chu Ci opened her pink lips slightly, uttering a meaningless exclamation. She tilted her head and looked at the guy standing in front of her, blinking her eyes, "Are you competing with me for favor?"
Zhao Jinhuai was stunned and frowned, as if he wanted to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was really nothing he could refute.
He pursed his lips, as if he was sulking with himself, and stopped talking.
"Isn't it okay if my sister spoils me?"
This temper is quite scary.
Chu Ci bent down, raised her hand with a smile, touched his messy hair, and comforted him softly.
In fact, there was no need to comfort him. Her sweet and soft voice had already dispelled most of the dissatisfaction in his heart.
He just raised his eyes slightly, looked at Chu Ci, hummed softly, and looked a little strange, "Sister?"
Chu Ci blinked, her eyes narrowed with a smile, she patted his head and responded without any hesitation.
Zhao Jinhuai: ...
Okay, I’ll call her my sister. He didn’t know what he was thinking of, but the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He suddenly turned around and put his arms around Chu Ci’s neck, his beautiful eyes blinking, although there was not much expression on his face.
Not to mention the soft and cute behavior he used to have, which was so subtle, and his voice was also faint, a little hoarse and a little lazy. It was because he looked so clean and good-looking that as long as he made some actions similar to being cute, people would find him so adorable, "Cibao..."
To be honest, being called "Porcelain Treasure" by such a big guy still made Chu Ci feel a little weird. She didn't say anything, but listened to him continue speaking. The corners of his lips raised with effort, and his little head rubbed against hers. "Will you treat me the same way you treat him? Promise me, okay?"
His red lips were slightly curled up, with a hint of moisture on them. He just looked at Chu Ci until he heard Chu Ci's response. Then he laughed softly, felt the warmth and soft touch of his hand, clicked his tongue lightly, and was about to let go of his hand.
Before he could let go, Chu Ci picked him up again.
To be honest, Chu Ci didn't feel tired at all no matter how far she walked while carrying someone, let alone carrying a little boy who was only eleven or twelve years old.
It's a rare occasion that the target of her mission is shorter than herself. Although according to common sense, he is still tall, but he is still short now. In a few years, it would be a beautiful sight to let her hug someone taller than herself.
Chu Ci curled the corners of her lips, tilted her head and thought, then walked forward.
The action was too natural, and Zhao Jinhuai was stunned for a moment. He looked at Chu Ci's face, then subconsciously raised his hands and hugged Chu Ci's neck.
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