In Bai Ruozhu's impression, Feng Wuchen as a little girl was very composed, rarely displaying such girlish coyness.
"Why are you looking for me?" Xiaosi twisted his neck to say, but his feet kept kicking the peach tree beside him.
Bai Ruozhu chuckled secretly, Xiaosi's appearance was quite awkward.
"If you still remember me, I'll come back to marry you." Feng Wuchen slightly raised his chin, speaking very candidly.
Xiaosi's face instantly turned red to his neck, "What nonsense are you talking about? I'm a man, if anyone's getting married, it's me marrying you!"
After he said that, he realized something was amiss, his face burned even more, and he quickly said, "But I don't like girls older than me, you'd better give up on that idea."
He twisted his neck away, showing that usual proud and aloof posture of a young boy.
Feng Wuchen stomped angrily, "How am I older than you? I haven't yet reached my tenth birthday, I'm just a bit taller."
