"Little brat, getting more and more excited as you talk."
Lin Jinzhou glared at him unhappily and raised his foot to kick him again.
"Humph, it's true!"
Lin Jinyang was quick to react, avoiding his foot, and grumbled resentfully, "In your eyes, little sister is a treasure, and I'm just a useless weed, a dog-tail grass that nobody loves or cares about."
"Hehe."
Lin Qingluo couldn't help but almost burst into laughter.
"This guy does have some self-awareness."
Lin Jinlong also laughed and teased, "At least he knows he's a dog-tail grass."
"Let Jinyang go with her."
Lin Jinyu's eyes flashed, and he looked at his sister with indulgence, hinting at his intention: "Little sister is already thirteen years old, and it's inappropriate to travel far with a group of youngsters. If she has her brother with her, we can rest assured."
"Big brother, I admire you so much."
