Hua Jinyan looked worriedly at Little Taotie, afraid that she'd be beguiled by the golden-haired one's sweet talk.
Little Taotie blinked and didn't blush a bit.
In the past, if someone praised her like this, she would have blushed already.
But ever since she learned to do live streaming with joint voice calls, she had already heard such flattering words from fans countless times; some even wrote poems to praise her cuteness, which were even more cringe-worthy than what Wukong was saying!
Little Taotie had built up immunity, so she could remain calm and composed now.
Hua Jinyan was pouring flour earlier, and since there was some flour that Tom and the others had spilled on the flour bag, his hands now had quite a bit of flour on them. He used that flour-covered hand to cover Wukong's mouth, and as one could imagine, Wukong now looked like a big tabby cat.
Wukong raised his hands high, making a surrender gesture.
He also recognized Hua Jinyan.
