Duan Jinyan:"?"
The young man looked down at the corner of his shirt and glanced at her.
"Brother."Ye sang asked slowly. Her black cat eyes were clear. "The weather is very good today."
"Let's go pick up the trash, okay?"
Duan Jinyan's lips moved slightly."... Don't even think about it. Just stay here and be good."
Ye sang tilted her head and looked at Duan Jinyan, who seemed to be thinking that this brother of hers was a little difficult to deal with.
"Sangsang, go look for the pot."
She looked up at Duan Jinyan for a long time. Seeing that Duan Jinyan was still unmoved, she turned her head slightly and turned around elegantly to look for Huo Yuchen.
Duan Jinyan:"..."
"Come back."He stretched out a finger and gently hooked it around the small cloth bag on Duan Jinyan's waist. His phoenix-like eyes blinked, and his voice was deep and elegant. "Good Boy."
"Who said I'm not bringing you?"
