Patting His Head

Gu Miaomiao's little face was fair and soft, and her cheeks kept moving because she was nibbling on a peach.

Gu Cheng wiped her face a few times. Then he looked at her and saw peach juice on her toot cheeks again.

He moved closer and wiped it. The netizens' comments about Miaomiao and what his brother did during the live broadcast kept echoing in his mind.

His brother poked and pinched her little face a few times.

He unconsciously poked at it through the tissue.

Little dough, who was gnawing on a peach, paused and turned to look. She blinked blankly, " Why did you poke Miaomiao's face?"

A blush crept up his fair ears.

"I didn't."

Little dough was unhappy, "You're not honest."

She stretched out a finger and poked her face. Her soft flesh immediately sank into a pit.

"This is how it's poked."

Gu Cheng was stuck for words. He didn't use that much force.

"You won't admit it?"

The little dough came closer with a fierce look as if to say, 'I won't be happy if you don't admit it.'

He nodded with difficulty and took the initiative to move further away from her.

The little dough immediately stuck herself to the peach and continued to gnaw on it.

Gu Cheng retreated again.

The little dough stuck to him again.

She raised her head. Her eyes curved, and a sly smile hung on her lips.

"It's too hot. Big brother is like an ice cube, great."

Gu Cheng was speechless.

He suddenly realized that his younger sister was much more presumptuous than his brother.

Although Gu Che often ridiculed him, he would never get so close to him, act so intimate, or make fun of him.

In any case, the two brothers would start quarreling in three sentences.

Gu Che held his phone and walked back with a strange expression. When he saw little dough sticking to big brother, the corners of his lips twitched.

He knew it would be like this.

He asked his sister if she preferred him or big brother. She answered that she liked him.

He was instantly overjoyed. But now that he thought about it, this was not an answer to his question at all! He had been fooled by his sister!

"Second brother, what's wrong?"

Little dough was nibbling on the second peach. When she saw his face, she said in surprise, "Your face is tanned in a while of answering a phone call?"

Gu Che took a deep breath and casually sat beside his sister. He picked her up and waved his phone.

"He's looking for you."

Little dough was dumbfounded.

"Someone who claims to be the head of the publicity department of Xingyi Fist Association in Shen City has contacted my agent. He would like to invite you to be the publicity ambassador of their association.

The little dough blinked rapidly.

"What's an ambassador?"

Although Jin Tong had almost engrossed in money, he was a professional. When the other party called him, he asked for many details. If it was something that could be settled with a phone call, he would not waste his time asking around.

"They want you to shoot a promotional film for the Xingyi Fist series. Occasionally, you'll mention Xingyi Fist in the program and call on everyone to learn it together to their bodies."

Before little dough could speak, Gu Cheng frowned and said stiffly, "No."

Little dough looked at him with a 'whoosh'.

Gu Che got angry when he heard this tone.

"Why not? You say 'no' to everything. Do you like to make decisions for others that much?"

Gu Cheng's face was cold, "She can't be promoted too much. Besides, she's still young. If she becomes the ambassador, there will be doubts."

Some people had no limits and would not spare her just because she was a child. He didn't want to see those filthy words being thrown at his sister.

Gu Che stood up immediately.

"She can't be promoted too much. Are you blaming me for bringing her on the show?"

Gu Cheng sat there and nodded with a cold face, "Yes. She shouldn't be on the show."

Gu Che was so angry that he laughed.

"You're always like this. It was the same four years ago. You tried to stop me from participating in the selection of talents. Who do you think you are?"

Gu Cheng stood up, "I'm your older brother."

"Older brother, you think you're so great? Who cares?"

The top celebrity was like an angry cat. He waved his claws at Gu Cheng and even bared his teeth.

Gu Cheng was like a snowy mountain. He was steady, cold, and indifferent.

Gu Che started to settle old scores. Not only did he mention the talent show four years ago, but he also mentioned how Gu Cheng had stopped him from taking on the TV shows and attending the ceremonies. He also didn't let him hold a fan meeting.

The cold and cool man that outsiders thought was complaining non-stop.

Little dough, "Crack, crack."

She got the third peach.

"Crack, crack, crack."

[Ancient martial art system: Aren't you going to persuade them? What if they start fighting?]

[Miaomiao: No need, they're very close.]

[Ancient martial art system: I can't tell at all.]

Little dough held the peach and stared at them with her big black eyes as if she was watching a show.

The two brothers who were arguing noticed the burning gaze and turned around. The younger sister was holding the peach, swinging her short legs, and watching them quarrel with great interest.

Suddenly, they could no longer continue arguing.

"Hey, why aren't you guys arguing?"

Little dough giggled, "Just continue quarreling. The more you quarrel, the better the relationship is."  

"Who has a good relationship with him?"

Gu Che rolled his eyes at Gu Cheng. He sat down, grabbed his sister, and rubbed her face hard.

"You're actually watching a good show. Why didn't you persuade us?"

In reality, he was thinking, 'Oh no, it seems like I accidentally ruined my image. It was all Gu Cheng's fault for being so old-fashioned!'

He stared at Gu Cheng, but he was unmoved. He sat down and continued their previous conversation.

"No publicity ambassador, no participation in any programs, and no promotion."

"You!" Gu Che exclaimed.

"Second brother, don't be angry. Come, have a peach."

Little dough handed the peach pit over and patted the back of Gu Che's hand with her little chubby hands.

"Calm down. Let Miaomiao ask a few questions."

Gu Che pinched the peach pit, speechless.

Little dough simply hugged Gu Cheng's arm. He wanted to pull his arm away, but she hugged him even tighter.

"You've already made the decision for Miaomiao. It's not too much to let Miaomiao hug you, right?"

Gu Cheng was speechless.

He didn't know that the little dough had held his arm because she was afraid that he would escape later.

"The first question," little dough showed a smile sweeter than a peach, "Why don't you want to see Miaomiao exposed?"

Gu Cheng pursed his lips, glanced at her, and then looked away quickly.

"The entertainment industry is not good."

Gu Che chuckled, "Aren't you in the industry? Are you not good either?"

"Hey, second brother. Don't say anything first. Let Miaomiao finish asking."

Little dough's face was fierce.

Gu Che quickly shut up.

When she turned to look at Gu Cheng, she tilted her head, "What is that not good?"

"A lot of bad things," Gu Cheng lowered his eyes slightly, "And if you have fans, some of them will be really crazy."

Little dough nodded in understanding.

"Do you think crazy fans will do crazy things?"

"Yes."

Little dough felt that her big brother, who answered the questions so methodically, was quite cute. She raised her chubby hand and patted his head quietly.

When Gu Cheng raised his head, she quickly retracted her hand and continued to hug his arm.

"I know, big brother is concerned about Miaomiao. But what if Miaomiao wants to go on the show? Big brother, are you going to continue to care for Miaomiao in your own way, or are you going to respect Miaomiao's decision?"

Gu Cheng was stucked for words.