Cheng Taotao looked at the eleven-year-old boy walking towards her, her eyes curving into a "giggle."
"Hongyu brother…"
Qi Hongyu wore a white shirt and black casual pants, with a backpack slung over one shoulder.
The eleven-year-old boy, still innocent but walking towards Cheng Taotao, had a serious demeanor, resembling the mature stance of an older brother and a father.
He stood before Cheng Taotao, watching her eyes darting around, clearly thinking about something she shouldn't.
"What's up with being sneaky? Why are you so dirty? How many clothes do you change in a day?"
"No, nothing…"
Cheng Taotao mumbled but as Qi Hongyu approached, her body started to scoot backward…
Qi Hongyu, not familiar with Cheng Taotao, suddenly squinted his eyes and asked in a lowered voice, "What's in the backpack?"
"Nothing…"
"Cheng Taotao?"
"Hongyu brother…"
