"Ah? Why are you calling me Qianqian?" Shen Hanqian asked, furrowing her brows.
Little Junjun nodded innocently and confused. "Yes, I just asked for your opinion. I said, 'Can I call you Qianqian?'"
"Did I say you could?" Shen Hanqian pointed at her nose. Don't be too funny; how could she, an adult, allow a little boy to call her by her name?
There's no scientific logic to that!
"But you laughed, doesn't laughing mean you agreed? That's why I dare to call you that!" Little Junjun replied with wide eyes, making a well-reasoned argument.
Shen Hanqian furrowed her brows even more deeply. "Did I laugh? Oh, it seems I did!"
Little Junjun secretly reveled in his victory; his Qianqian was really interesting. He adjusted his facial expression to look innocent and pitiable. "You promised, you can't go back on your word!"
Seeing the extremely pitiful little face before her, Shen Hanqian felt a surge of affection and couldn't bear to refuse. "Alright then, you can call me Qianqian!"