"..."
So even though there was a momentary illusion where she seemed as cute as an angel, an illusion is just an illusion. In fact, the arrogant Little Princess in front of me is more like a little Demon.
"Hey." Rose Yates lifted her small face to look at her and curiously asked, "You don't like that man?"
The words "man" coming from a ten-year-old girl's mouth really have a strong sense of discord.
Just now, this little girl was sweetly calling someone brother.
Scarlett Yates saw a place to sit nearby, walked over to the bench, and patted the spot next to her, "Come over and sit for a while and rest."
Rose Yates shook her head disdainfully, "No way, there's probably a lot of dust on it. You're so filthy, you just sit down without even dusting it off."
"..."
"I asked you, and you haven't answered me yet. Why don't you like that man? He seems pretty good. If he were to become my brother-in-law, I'd be fine with it."
