Yu Yao turned her head to look at Qiao Lian beside her. Her calm tone even carried a hint of good humor.
"Look, I'm a beautiful girl with an interesting soul. Would you mind having a sister like me?"
"If you don't mind, I'll consider you to have accepted me."
"Take me away from here, Brother…"
"You just called me master, and now you're calling me brother?" There was a trace of gentleness in Qiao Lian's tone that even he himself didn't notice.
He saw that Yu Yao's eyes seemed to be sparkling slightly, and he realized belatedly that the cause was tears that were stubbornly refusing to fall.
He reached out his hand to touch Yu Yao's head and gently rubbed it, his palm moving down slightly to wipe away the tears in her eyes.
"However, seeing that you're calling me brother, I will do you a favor."
Yu Yao moved closer to Qiao Lian. "Let's go, Brother."
