Bai Lingyun chuckled lightly, his gaze calmly sweeping over Mu Xing, and asked again, "Liking me isn't something enemies usually do, now who's boasting like that?"
Amid Mu Xing's nervousness, she hears Youyou's voice responding without hesitation, "Me, I'm proud to like Uncle Bai, I'm proud to like Uncle Bai!"
"Playful." He stepped forward and patted Youyou's head, suddenly turning to Mu Xing, "Youyou is really quite adorable, Gu Annan is really lucky."
"Uncle Bai, what do you mean?" Youyou asked with a mischievous smile, her eyes shaped like crescent moons.
"Nothing much, can't you tell? Uncle Bai just thinks you're very cute, if only I had a daughter as adorable as you."
Upon hearing the exaggerated compliment, Youyou giggled, "Uncle Bai, you're really quite the smooth talker, is this what they call 'flirting'?"
This is the new term Youyou recently learned.
In school, it's being spread by the upperclassmen, and she quickly caught up with the trend.
