Mu Xiaojiu walked into the dining room and turned around just in time to see Baili Xia making a funny face at his back.
That expression...
A warmth spread through his heart, and his eyes were tinged with a hint of delight: "Cursing me in secret again?"
"No!" Baili Xia shook her head quickly and denied it: "Uncle, you're so handsome that any girl would be head over heels for you. Who would want to curse you?"
No sooner had she said this than she regretted it, wishing she could bite her tongue off.
What kind of nonsense was she spouting? Saying such things to Uncle early in the morning—wasn't she flirting with him?
He is Uncle, a senior, regardless of how young, a senior is a senior.
How could she be so improper, even flirting with a senior?
What's more terrifying is that Mu Xiaojiu was actually standing by the chair, looking back seriously at her.
"Does what you just said count as flirting with me?"
"..." Baili Xia bit her lip and quickly glanced up at him.
