Little Cherry wasn't scared of him in the slightest, giggling merrily, "Don't be shy now,"
"..." Little Demon King's whole body turned red in an instant.
"Brother Xiaoyu, you're so cute, I really like you!" Little Cherry raised her chubby little hands, which were like soft dough, and kneaded Little Demon King's face, turning it into various strange and odd shapes.
The more Little Cherry kneaded, the happier she laughed, and when she laughed, two charming little dimples appeared on her face.
Little Demon King's face grew darker and colder.
He wouldn't release his trump card, would he? She wouldn't know how formidable he was, right?!
Those long, thick, and curling eyelashes fluttered incessantly.
"And another thing!" Little Demon King suddenly grabbed a tuft of hair in front of her and continued to warn, "From now on, if you dare to touch me again, I'll pluck out all your little curls!!"
"..." Little Cherry was terrified.
