"Brother Chuyi, please help the kid! I'm begging you!" Shen Zhaozhao's delicate white hand clutched his clothes and gently shook, her voice soft and glutinous.
Her eyes faintly revealed a sense of petulance, as if she would keep pestering him until he agreed.
The deliberately drawn-out tone was like a hook, tickling Sheng Chuyi's heart slightly.
Feeling nervous, he only felt his temples throbbing abruptly.
He coughed lightly and said, "Understood!"
Having achieved her goal, Shen Zhaozhao immediately let go of his clothes, her face sporting a sly smile like a triumphant little fox. She winked at Sheng Chuyi, "I knew you wouldn't stand by and do nothing!"
She had discovered that as soon as she called him "brother," he was putty in her hands!
Looking at her, a hint of helplessness flashed across Sheng Chuyi's face.
This girl had truly figured him out!
"So where are we going now?" Crisis averted, Shen Zhaozhao was in high spirits.
