Upon hearing this, Di Xiaxia almost choked on her own spit. A storytime, really?
Ah!
How on earth could she get past this situation?!
She was twenty-four, was she seriously expected to sit around for a bedtime story?
Di Xiaxia felt like her brain was about to explode!
She knew her brother was an old stick in the mud, who cherished antique things.
But seriously, reading a storybook to her? Could he be any more naively wholesome?
Di Xiaxia glanced about in suffering, blinked her innocent eyes, and ventured, "Can I...not listen?"
"Cannot." Di Mingzhe replied, flipping the book open leisurely.
Di Xiaxia was instantly floored!
Another no, another no!
What happened to her being number one!?
Wasn't it agreed that she wouldn't get hurt or cry here?!
Just what was with these constant refusals? Why did she suddenly feel as if she were being oppressed?
No, she had to fight back!
But before she could resist, Di Mingzhe had already begun the story.
Di Xiaxia was speechless...
