You mother and daughter really are...
Su Chen shook his head helplessly and simply gave her all the buns.
Sure enough, no matter the world, no one could resist the temptation of buns.
Back in the Ninja World, Minato and the others had seemed to enjoy this Eastern food he described so mysteriously as well.
It counted as a tiny, insignificant piece of nostalgia for those vast mountains and rivers.
"You seem lonely. What, does the Pontiff not treat you well?"
The girl's voice snapped Su Chen out of his thoughts. He looked up to see Qian Renxue, cheeks puffed out, staring at him curiously.
She looked exactly like a little golden hamster.
"Eat your food. It's nothing like that."
Su Chen did not know whether to laugh or cry.
After getting familiar with him, this girl had completely let herself go.
Or rather, this was probably who she had been all along.
No matter what, she was only twelve years old, at an age when she longed for friends and care, when she felt lost about the future.
Having to act cold and distant all day really had been hard on her.
Thinking of that, the boy could not help feeling a little sorry for her.
"Eat more. If it's not enough, I'll go get some more."
He spoke gently.
"Eugh—"
Qian Renxue shuddered, rubbing her snow-white arm as she stared at Su Chen with utter disdain in her beautiful eyes.
"The way you just spoke was exactly like my grandfather."
Sorry for my ass.
Little girls were just as annoying as drunk women.
"Enough with the nonsense. What did you come to see me for?"
Su Chen shot her an irritated glare.
Bibi Dong had barely left before Qian Renxue came in. Coupled with the way she looked