Su Liya turned her head and looked at Chen Cheng, who was very close, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
That soft voice was particularly teasing.
"I...I'm watching the movie."
"Really?"
Su Liya snuggled into Chen Cheng's embrace, almost half lying on his body, "Why do I feel like you've been watching me, Uncle?"
"Not at all, right?"
"Uncle, your face is red."
"Is it? Maybe it's because this blanket is a bit thick."
"Uncle, no need to be shy, I know you're watching me."
"How do you know?"
Su Liya stretched out her finger and lightly touched Chen Cheng's nose, "Because, I've been watching you too."
After saying that, Su Liya boldly raised her head and kissed Chen Cheng's lips.
Unlike the wild passion at Da Lao, Su Liya's initiative this time was very gentle, without turning into a little puppy.
Three to five seconds later, she held Chen Cheng's face and said softly, "Uncle, I just wanted to tell you, I like you."
