However, she would quickly apologize obediently and say that she was sorry. She would even ask for hugs and kisses.
This was what young Lu Zhichen had told Xing Jiuan in the past.
"You're a girl. I'm a boy. No."
The little girl, who was four or five years old, did not know anything. She only felt that her brother's face was white and soft like milk pudding. It must be very delicious.
Since her brother said no, she would only hug him.
Master had also said that she was not allowed to give kisses at random. She was also not allowed to let anyone kiss her.
In order to nurture little Xing Jiuan's concept of men and women, the most intimate thing her senior brothers and Master had done to her was to hug her.
Only her senior sisters had the right to kiss her and be kissed.
It was just that this little girl was too fond of Brother Jiunan.
When he thought of Xing Jiuan when she was young, Lu Zhichen's gaze softened.
