Watching their interaction from the side, Leng Changrui's face persisted with a tender expression as he observed every move between them. Even when Xiao Sui rebelliously resisted, the icicle-like expression that had been on his face for years melted away, replaced by a warm and bright smile.
He was now imagining whether his future children with his junior sister would be just as innocent and adorable, crying out for daddy and mommy, and begging them to take her out to play. He seemed to forget that here, they say 'dad' and 'mom' instead.
Thinking of this, he really couldn't wait to marry his junior sister. However, in this damned place, the rule was that one could only marry after reaching the age of 18. He'd have to wait at least three more years for his little cutie—a long, lengthy three years indeed.
"Senior brother, senior brother!" Xiao Yao waved her hand in front of him nonstop while softly calling out to him.
