A string in the heart was gently plucked, lightly, yet it leapt into an unsettled melody, making one's heart itch. Yes! It seems like... a heartbeat.
"Big, big, big, big uncle..." Rong Jing snapped back to his senses, not angry, but slowly chewed over this nickname.
Su Xiaomeng slightly raised her eyebrows. No matter what, compared to Rong Jing, she still felt more comfortable with the uncle! Yeah! So she was right to defend him!
"Alright then!" Rong Jing shrugged, with a hint of amusement in his eyes as he looked at her, "From now on, you must call me Big, big, big, big uncle! Don't you dare use one less or one more 'big'!"
"Alright! Big, big, big, big uncle!"
Su Xiaomeng's eyebrows arched even higher.
For a moment, two pairs of eyes met intensely in the air, like opponents locking horns, with a do-or-die momentum, one pair of mischievous big eyes, and one pair of narrow phoenix eyes.
"Have you eaten?"
Yin Shixiu broke the silence.
