We Are Neither Afraid Of War Nor Death

Jialue smiled with a cautious look, took a little step forward, then bent down to massage Gu Mengmeng's legs, trying to curry her favor, and said, "Heh heh, Mum, you are really accurate at your predictions, you must be the female version of Zhuge, nothing can hide from your beautiful and wise eyes. Mum, tell me how it is possible for there to be such a perfect female like you? Not only are you gorgeous looking, your intelligence is also incomparable…"

"Hold up," Gu Mengmeng poked Jialue's head and said, "Stop trying to butter me up, tell me the truth to spare yourself from physical punishment."

Jialue naturally knew that Gu Mengmeng would not really hit him because of this matter, and smiled mischievously as he continued, "What I said was not to butter you up, I am really saying it from the bottom of my heart."