Mo Qiansu watched the two good brothers, one after the other, chatting and laughing as they boarded the plane, and her eyes also lit up with laughter as she called to the children behind her to board.
"Mommy, I want to sit with you!"
"Brother Xiaoyu, I want to sit with you!"
The Little Demon King turned his head, shot Little Cherry a glare, and put on a stern face, trying to look as cool as possible, "Are you a copycat or what?! Wherever I sit, you have to sit too!!"
"I'm not a copycat, I'm Little Cherry."
Little Cherry giggled, climbed onto the seat, and sat down right next to him.
Although the Little Demon King frowned and looked rather unwilling, he didn't actually chase her away.
