The girl's appearance resembled the young Guo Xiang from the television series Return of the Condor Heroes that Ding Ling had watched in his previous life.
Very unexpected.
There really was a familiar person from his memories, and she had even been a major celebrity in his previous life.
Looking at her, Ding Ling inexplicably felt a sense of intimacy.
Put simply, when someone working abroad meets a fellow countryman, they feel especially delighted.
And Ding Ling? He had traveled to another world!
The joy of encountering a girl in another world who looked exactly like someone from his homeland could be imagined.
The fundamental reason he did not reject the girl was that inexplicable sense of familiarity and intimacy.
Nezha knew nothing about this. He merely felt somewhat surprised. After all, Ding Ling's attitude toward the girl was very different from his attitude toward everyone else, making him realize that she might be somewhat special.
He carefully sized up the girl. Aside from her broad chest, she did not seem to have anything particularly special about her.
Was his eyesight failing him?
Nezha blinked, looking so adorably naive that it nearly made the girl bleed from her nose. Her eyes lit up, and she could not help reaching out to pinch Nezha's cheek:
"Little boy, you're so cute. Come on, call me big sister!"
"...?!"
Nezha was speechless and stunned, looking even more adorably dazed.
The girl almost screamed. She really could not hold herself back, reaching out to rub Nezha's face again. Then she crouched down, patted his head, and said with a grin:
"So cute. Come on, let big sister kiss you."
Without caring whether Nezha was willing, she planted a loud kiss on his cheek. Nezha's face turned green. If he had not sensed how frail