Ever since Shen Nianmo grew to an adult appearance, some so many girls fell for him. Anyone who had seen him would like to chat with him and tried to be present in front of him. Occasionally, when he asked a little bit more, the girl would be pleased to tell him everything; even about their ancestral family background. The little girl in front of his eyes was special; she did not do any of that.
"Little girl..." What he was trying to say something, he was interrupted by Gu Xijiu. "Don't call me 'little girl.' Call me, Chongsheng."
When Gu Xijiu listened to him to address her as a 'little girl,' she could feel goosebumps all over her body. She had the feeling that she was an old yellow cucumber that tried to be painted green.
