"Excuse me, could you move over a bit...?"
"Why? Does Lu think I'm heavy? I know I've grown a little bit recently..."
"No, it's not that. Didn't you see the way your sister is looking at me? It's very strange, isn't it?"
Lu Ping'an struggled to sit up, pushing the "little girl" out of his arms.
Although he had promised to play games with her today, looking at Xiao Mu, who still had the innocent face of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, Lu Ping'an could hardly bear the piercing glares from the people around him.
Especially since last night, just like before, letting the little girl play games in his arms... well, the way others looked at him, it was almost like looking at a criminal.
By this time, Qian Xiaomu looked seventeen or eighteen years old, sharing about eighty to ninety percent similarity with Fei'er, yet she possessed a youth and vitality that Fei'er did not have.