"Are you sure?"
Seeing Deng's reluctance to admit it, Yun You tilted her head, quietly gazing into Deng's eyes as if she wanted to see through her completely.
To be honest, for Deng, such a straightforward question was evidently somewhat "disrespectful".
After all, Deng is one of the three wise sages of the Death God, and also one of the most powerful and highest-ranking people in the world. Asking her such sensitive questions truly showed a lack of respect.
But Yun You didn't mind.
Didn't Deng herself say it? She is her mother, so asking her mother some questions doesn't seem inappropriate, does it?
And indeed, the facts proved so.
After being stared at by Yun You for a while, Deng couldn't hold it anymore, and burst into laughter.
"Alright, enough playing games, little one."
She reverted back to her lazy demeanor, leaning on the recliner, as if all the emotions she showed earlier were merely a disguise.
"Honestly, I do like him."
"But..."
