I Don't Need You To Carry Me

Huanhuan said slowly, "Why can't I?"

Xing Chen said, "You can't go out without my permission."

Huanhuan laughed angrily at him.

She deliberately ruffled his short gray-white curly hair. "Why are you so stubborn, brat?"

Xing Chen was not used to being touched on the head. Before he could dodge, she retracted her hand.

He couldn't tell if he was satisfied or disappointed.

Ever since Huanhuan appeared, his emotions had been very unstable.

Xing Chen smoothed his hair and warned, "I'm much older than you. Stop pretending to be an adult in front of me."

Huanhuan bent down to look at him. "But you look no different from those brats who want to eat candy but can't."

Xing Chen was even more unhappy.

He felt that he had been underestimated. He was about to argue when he heard Huanhuan ask.

"Speaking of candy… Have you ever eaten candy?"

Xing Chen shut up.