Chen Luo could never do something like digging his own grave.
But throwing his younger self into the middle of the bar to draw fire while he ran off to carve dolls nearby was absolutely something he could do.
"You adults never consider how we children feel!" Little Nine glared wide-eyed at Chen Luo.
Little Nine was indeed a Heavenly Emperor, but she was still a child.
So it was perfectly normal for Little Nine to be emotional.
"Oh, don't misunderstand. Out of the three versions of you, you're actually my favorite," Chen Luo said sincerely.
"What? Are you blind? My Adult Body has such a great figure and such a pretty face, yet you don't like her? Do you have some weird fetish? And my younger body has a young girl's innocence and liveliness, yet you don't like her either... Don't tell me you're a lolicon?" Little Nine shot Chen Luo a disdainful look.
Praise me, hurry up and praise me! Come on, tell me what's good about my childhood self!
Women had always been creatures whose words and thoughts did not match, and even little lolis were no exception.
Looking at Little Nine, who appeared fierce yet had anticipation in her eyes, Chen Luo could not help but say:
"No, you may have misunderstood. I like you as you are now mainly because childhood you is the easiest to fool. After all, your younger body is crafty, while your Adult Body is mature and steady. Neither of them looks easy to fool."
Chen Luo's expression was utterly sincere.
Sorry, but Chen Luo still could not get past his conscience. Unless necessary, he did not really want to deceive children.
"What?!" Little Nine shot to her feet.
I'm easy to fool?
I'm easy to fool my heavenly damn!
"Ah,