She reassured him once again, "Mu Jiangli is older than me. Calling someone older 'brother' or 'sister' when you address them doesn't really mean anything. Besides, if it weren't for him happening to pass by and saving us today, the two of us might have…"
She didn't finish her sentence, just looked at him with a face still marked by fear.
Perhaps her words were too gentle; the silly puppy's attitude softened slightly, but he still looked displeased. He said, "Just say it, do you like him or not?"
His tone was heavy, filled with a resentful meaning.
Staring into her eyes, he was full of accusation.
He looked so adorable like this, his face seemed to say: Baby is angry, I need kisses and hugs to feel better!
Getting him to speak was a good thing; it was a breakthrough.
