This little girl...
Chen Ye watched as the little girl timidly stretched out her finger, quickly pulling it back before even touching the flame.
On the way, she would occasionally glance at them.
Seeing that neither of them stepped forward to stop her,
the little girl's cheeks puffed up more and more, like a ballooning pufferfish.
Such a timid dumpling, how dare she roast herself?
"Pfft!"
At some point, Chen Ye reached out both hands and squeezed the girl's cheeks heavily, squishing her puffed-up face into a bundle.
The little girl was caught off guard and let out an unclear "ooh ooh" sound.
Her eyes widened like a hamster caught in a trap.
She didn't expect her master to do that suddenly; her small body went rigid, and the flame in her hand was forgotten.
