Of course.
Meng Bei wasn't looking forward to seeing his terrifying older cousin either.
The image of being pantsed by her as a child and having his privates flicked was burnt into his memory. Every time it crossed his mind, he couldn't help but shudder. At home, he feared nothing and no one except this particular cousin, who struck terror in his heart like a tiger.
"Look at you, your mouth's gotten so sweet. You must be charming all the girls at school."
Shi Qianxi pinched Meng Bei's face.
Since when did older cousins say things like that,
yet none of the elders seemed to mind, watching the scene with amusement.
"Sis, no way, you know I'm not interested in those little girls."
Although only in the eighth grade, Meng Bei insisted vigorously, feeling embarrassed about being manhandled by his cousin but not daring to resist.
