"Right, right?" Xiao Shumiao exclaimed with delight, "When I grow up, I'll definitely be the coolest and best just like dad!"
Amused to no end by him, Qiao Zui ruffled his little head, "Sweetie, you really are a cute little thing. Indeed, growing up on a diet of cuteness makes a difference, tops in cuteness, that's for sure!"
Xiao Shumiao said, "I'm also tops in smarts! I had my IQ tested, and the experts said it's very high, that I'm a genius child! I have a photographic memory when it comes to reading, I can remember it all in one go. What about you, Cousin?"
Qiao Zui: "..."
We're supposed to be good brothers, right?
Why did he suddenly stab me in the chest while speaking?
His math was not bad, but he always had a headache when it came to literature, and he almost never passed Chinese in school, so talking about reading really hit a nerve.
