Su Xi slid down, followed closely by Cheng Zheng.
Seeing the two little ones seated on the skateboard, Su Xi removed her goggles and squatted down before them, her smile tender and doting, "You two little guys, are you tired from playing yet?"
"No!" both little guys shook their heads in unison.
They didn't feel tired at all; instead, they found it great fun.
Cheng Zheng frowned when he saw the stone in Song Yuchen's hand and, speaking from a height, started to scold Cheng Jiaming, "Cheng Jiaming, why did you bring out another worthless rock?"
Then, Cheng Zheng squatted down in front of Song Yuchen and said with a smile, "Xiao Chen, don't listen to Cheng Jiaming's nonsense, this stone is useless."
He didn't even have to think to know what Cheng Jiaming would have told Xiao Chen when giving him the stone.
This little rascal was just like Cheng Shaoqing when he was young, always liking to pick up worthless rocks.