The Protective Peach Leaf

“Brother, are you a fool?”

Upon realizing, Wanwan took a step forward.

Xia Zhihuai immediately made some random gestures, but he didn’t throw away the talisman in his hand. Nonetheless, it made Wanwan halt her steps.

“Don’t come any closer! I won’t believe you.”

Wanwan tilted her head helplessly, staring at him in a daze. “Then how can I make you believe me?”

“Then dance like a little pig.” Xia Zhihuai said without hesitation.

Wanwan breathed a sigh of relief, patting her chest. “You scared me. I thought you would make some outrageous demands.”

She had put a lot of effort into learning the little pig dance before.

Wanwan tugged at her clothes, cleared her throat, and said in a sweet and childish voice, “Then I’ll begin.”

She placed one hand on her nose, pushing it up to resemble a pig’s snout, while the other hand rested behind her tailbone, with her pinky finger wiggling.

“Ah, ah, haha, lala, lala… little piggy, so adorable, chubby and plump…”