Ou Chenghai immediately lit up with joy and pulled Zhan Lingtuo's hand, "Such a handsome and well-mannered child. Come, kiddo, grandpa will make you some rice noodles."
"Thank you, Grandpa." Zhan Lingtuo sat politely on the chair.
Ou Lan was dumbfounded, muttering to herself, "Has the Little Demon King been possessed? How is this different from the arrogant and overbearing way he acts in front of me?"
Ou Chenghai went into the kitchen while Ou Lan sat across from Zhan Lingtuo, waving her hand in front of his face, "Hey, did you switch souls or something?"
Zhan Lingtuo swatted her hand away, disgusted, "I am only polite to those who deserve it."
Shit, Ou Lan's temper flared again, "How do I not deserve your politeness?"
Zhan Lingtuo looked at her with contempt, "Don't think that by bringing me to your house for a bowl of rice noodles, I will change my opinion of you. You could feed me a hundred bowls, and you'd still be a stupid, weak, and vulgar woman."
