"Being childish makes you seem younger."
Wen Qiao was stunned, shocked by Fu Jinghen's words for quite some time before she could recover.
It was indeed the first time she had heard such a statement.
"Why would you want to look younger?"
Wen Qiao was curious about this.
Fu Jinghen looked down at her: "Isn't it to make the age difference between us seem smaller, so you wouldn't always dislike me for being older?"
Wen Qiao was amused by his serious statement. She stretched out two index fingers, placed them at the corners of his mouth, and lifted upwards: "You don't need to bother, I like older."
However, Fu Jinghen was not quite satisfied with her response: "Shouldn't you say I am not old?"
"..."
Wen Qiao choked, "Okay, you're not old, you're the most handsome, the youngest, baby likes Uncle Fu the most."
Fu Jinghen grabbed her hand and kissed it: "Although it sounds a bit contrived, I can barely accept it."
