She looked up and saw her second elder brother's smiley face.
"Little girls better not play mahjong."
There was both tenderness and strictness in his tone.
He was already tired from the flight, his eyes bloodshot and full of fatigue, but he still spoke to her gently with a smile.
Sheng Yang paused for a moment then said in a low voice, "Um, OK."
She had never surrendered to anyone's orders, but her brother was too gentle for her to have the heart to refuse.
After a pause, she continued, "I just thought it was quite interesting."
Her voice sounded soft and cute.
Sheng Hanjing laughed then combed his hair with his hand casually. "Fine, if you want to play, we can play with you at home. Anyway, we've got enough people at home. Don't play mahjong outside, OK?"
Playing mahjong was a type of gambling, and he didn't think it was good for his little sister to play.
