Eating my own words? Tang Yichen was puzzled as he glanced at his sister who raised an eyebrow, provocating him to refute her statement.
Don't pamper them too much.
Don't act clingy.
Don't care too much about them.
Every love tip he gave to his sister rang in his head making his ears turn red, "It's nothing like that. Cough, I just don't want her to fall sick," He glanced at Mo Jia who was looking at them confusedly, "Love has its ways," the man murmured instinctively.
Tang Li glanced at the man strangely, her lips slightly twisted.
Realizing what he just said, Tang Yichen awkwardly scratched his head, "We should leave now," he said before patting her head.
Tang Li nodded and stood there as she watched him carrying Mo Jia in his arms. "We can't stop ourselves from falling for that special someone," she murmured as she looked up at the sky that was turning dark, "Even if I was given the privilege, I would still choose to fall for you.
