Huaijin leaned forward, head slightly tilted.
"Hello~"
The boy's face instantly went red.
"I… I'm… m-my name is… Su Mingtong," he stammered, bowing 90 degrees like a well-trained little gentleman who learned manners from doting grandparents. "I'm six years old this year. I like puzzles, cartoons, dinosaurs, and… and I thought you were really a cool sister!"
He blushed harder.
"…A-And you're pretty."
There was a collective gasp from the girls' side.
Yuanying almost choked on her own spit.
Liang Lingzhi smacked her own forehead inside her mind as she glanced between the guy and Huaijin.
Across the aisle, the older boys stiffened.
Especially the 10-year-old boy, whose eyebrow twitched.
A tiny fist clenched.
Oh boy.
This was going to become a battlefield sooner or later.
But Huaijin simply grinned; it was warm and natural, leaning comfortably against Yuanying like a koala on her favorite tree.
