Jiang Mianmian: ???
She stared in disbelief, unable to conceive that Yu Cheng would actually be seeking praise from her.
Seeing her gaze at him dumbly, clearly not as sharp as when facing Uncle Jiang, Yu Cheng gently pinched her cheeks with his fingers and asked, "Why aren't you praising me for being awesome?"
He had long wanted to do this, and it felt even better than he had imagined.
Soft and squishy, tenderer than tofu, he dared not squeeze too hard.
"Fantastic, fantastic, you're really fantastic!" Jiang Mianmian's words came out a bit slurred, "Let go of me now."
Ahhhh, this mischievous brat!
Yu Cheng, rather than pinching, now gently massaged her cheeks: "Who's fantastic, say it clearly."
After unsuccessfully trying to pry his hands off, Jiang Mianmian could only submit to his dominance: "Brother Yu is fantastic, Brother Yu is the most incredibly awesome in the universe!"
"Good girl." Yu Cheng then released her, satisfied.
Good girl my foot!
