Song Yili sat in the driver's seat and said with absolute confidence, "If you don't believe her, you should believe me. Beautiful women never lie."
Hearing this, the little one immediately pouted in refutation, "Nuh-uh, nuh-uh. Mommy said the prettier a woman is, the more she lies."
Beibei: "..."
She always felt that something was wrong with that statement, yet she couldn't quite put her finger on what.
The duckbill-capped girl looked at Ling Yun in the car and asked, "Do you practice true qi as well?"
She remembered that when she first touched the little one, there had been a feeling of déjà vu in her body, which should have been this so-called true qi.
"Hehe..."
Ling Yun chuckled and let a sliver of true qi leak from his fingertip. This time, the duckbill-capped girl believed him, as that single wisp of true qi actually made her tremble.
After getting into the car, the duckbill-capped girl introduced herself as Bai Jingna, and said her master had given her that name.
"Mister, when did you paint that picture?" Bai Jingna deeply suspected that Ling Yun and his daughter were immortals who never aged; otherwise, there was no other way to explain it.
Ling Yun gave a mysterious smile. "An age beyond memory, a long, long time ago."
"Ah!"
At those words, Bai Jingna shivered with dread, and even Song Yili, who was driving, lost her focus!
"Then how old is she?" Bai Jingna pointed at the mischievous little one.
Ling Yun: "Guess."
Beibei: "You guess."
"Aha, Qianqian is tw—" She scratched her head, then burrowed into Ling Yun's embrace and asked, "Daddy, how old am I?"
This remark was brimming with the intent to flex. Bai Jingna's face instantly turned pale. Sure enough, she couldn't remember her age. Was it