Xue Mi'er raised her hand to stroke the little angel's cheeks while the little angel nodded affectionately at her before flying to the third female in line.
The males were getting anxious because even the two eldest sisters Ding Xiaoling and Xu Mi'er had unveiled themselves for the little angel. How could the rest of them resist? Yet, who else was capable of competing against Yue Zhengyu, if every female unveiled for him such that he alone hogged the limelight?
The little angel did not even bother with the persuasive chat anymore. She just flew to face the females one at a time and used her little, chubby index fingers to touch them with a miserable look on her face.
Everyone understood that she was doing it intentionally, yet the females could not help falling for her con each time. One after another, bamboo hats were removed to reveal the faces of the females. Of all the females, it was not until the eighth one who had the most exquisite and charming face.