Master Zhou, Go!

As Ye Lingfeng turned around, he saw the little girl puckering her cheeks like a determined little fish.

Unfortunately, she resembled more of a chubby fish, no matter how hard she tried to tuck in her cheeks, there was still plenty of flesh that couldn't be contained.

He couldn't resist poking her cheek, "What are you doing?"

Zhouzhou, while sucking on her chubby cheeks, explained, "I'm not boasting, my face isn't big."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingfeng finally understood what was going on.

Commander burst into laughter, "Zhouzhou, I wasn't talking about you. Your face isn't big, but small. I was referring to this guy." He pointed at Zhao Xinghua.

Zhao Xinghua gave him a disdainful glance, too lazy to engage, "Let's go, let's go, it's time for the competition."

After all, it would officially begin in an hour, and they still needed to prepare at their designated area.

Ye Lingfeng also focused on the task at hand, scooping up the little chubby girl and walking away briskly.