"My little girl Yue Yue, why are you unhappy, huh?" Qingfeng noticed Xiayue was sad behind him while driving.
Xiaoyue didn’t look happy since they left as if she was bothered by something.
"Big brother Li, which one do you think is prettier? Me, or that policewoman?" Xiaoyue frowned her brows while holding onto Qingfeng from the back seat.
Qingfeng raised his brows. He found it funny after hearing what she said.
He finally got the answer-- Xiaoyue was jealous about the policewoman.
"You are definitely prettier than her! That policewoman is aggressive like a lion and always tries to get me in trouble."
Qingfeng was pretty good at complimenting at women. He, of course, would choose to flatter Xiaoyue.
Xiaoyue started to laugh at how Qingfeng scolded the policewoman. The way she laughed was as beautiful as a blooming flower.
