Qiao Si's heart skipped a beat. When she said she wanted to eat him, did she mean it in the way he understood?
Thinking of this, his breathing tightened, and his heartbeat quickened.
Despite being almost eight or nine years her senior, he found himself being emotionally stirred by a little kid.
"Could we use another nickname?"
Qiao Si, struggling to suppress the flutter in his heart, changed the subject.
If he didn't change the subject, who knew what excessive things she might say.
"If you don't like 'beauty,' then how about 'uncle'?"
Ye Xiao's calling him 'uncle' was sweet but not cloying, her voice lingering at the end as if coquettishly teasing him.
That sound instantly sweetened Qiao Si's heart.
"I can't be called 'uncle.'"
After a brief moment of distraction, Qiao Si became serious again.
He didn't want to be called 'uncle' by her, lest others actually think he was her uncle when they went out.
