"Jiaojiao, take it for your brother." Lin Xingzhi laughed gently, his tone very indulgent.
But Lin Jiaojiao's ears turned red at the sound, and she couldn't help but feel a bit uncomfortable.
When she was young during the New Year, the adults would give children money as a New Year's gift. She was very unhappy about her older brother asking her to write out copies of books, so she took his New Year's money every time.
Then she'd split it with Chen Qian and Chen Luo.
Her older brother never said anything about it, but now that she was more understanding, she felt somewhat embarrassed when she thought about it.
"No, I really couldn't." Saying that, she pushed the things back toward him.
Lin Xingzhi couldn't help but feel a bit embarrassed, "Hmm? You didn't seem to be embarrassed before. Have you grown apart from your brother after getting married?"
