Rong Si also grabbed a handful of flour from the table and chased after her.
He was a head taller than the little girl and had longer legs. Besides, the house was only so big. He caught up with Su Jiu easily and also swiped a handful of flour on her face.
When Rong Si saw that the little girl's face had turned into that of a little kitten, he couldn't help but smile, his eyes full of happiness.
The little girl was not angry at all even after her face had been smeared with flour. Instead, she looked at Rong Si and contentedly smiled. "Big Brother, you're laughing. That's great."
Rong Si was stunned again.
So she was teasing me on purpose to make me laugh?
"Idiot." He suddenly felt awkward. After slapping away the flour on his hand, he picked up a tissue from the coffee table and held her little face, wiping the flour clean bit by bit.