"No."
Youyou closed his eyes.
His brother suddenly pressed his lips close to his ear and whispered, "Brother, your eyelashes are long."
"…"
This fellow sure is talkative.
He flipped his body to the other side irritatingly.
His brother was like a kitten that crept its way to his face without a sound and carefully studied his face.
His long ashes were curly and thick, just like a black phoenix's beautiful wings.
His eyes, in classic almond shape, were identical to his brother. Both had deep-set eyes with upturned corners and charming peach rims. Their nose bridge was high and their thin lip flaps were like cherry petals.
The difference between them was his brother's skin; it was soft, translucent, and as fair as porcelain.
He reached out to pinch his face without realizing it.
Youyou felt a touch from a flabby hand and opened his eyes, only to see his brother staring in wonder at his face.
