She coughed once: "That's the me from your dream when I was a kid. I wasn't like that as a child, I was very obedient and didn't love wearing dresses to stand out."
Cheng Zhirang raised his eyebrows: "Really? But last time I asked Auntie, she said you were exactly like that as a child, you could spend half an hour picking out a dress from a whole bed of them."
"...How could you even discuss that?!"
He chuckled softly: "It's nothing. Isn't it normal for little, soft girls to be like that? If there are many dresses, they can choose one, go out looking pretty and beautiful, who wouldn't like that?"
"I couldn't tell, you're a bit perverted. You actually like me in my childlike state." She leaned against his arm, looking at him with a subtly complex expression.
Cheng Zhirang was a bit at a loss: "No, I'm not that perverted. But the you who became smaller in that dream was really too cute."
