A cotton hat and scarf covered the delicate little face, leaving only a pair of black, lively eyes exposed, which flickered about endearingly.
Ye Zilin affectionately picked up his younger sister and lifted her over his head with both arms, spinning her around twice in the spot.
"Hehe."
Ye Ziyan didn't feel dizzy in the slightest, giggling delightedly.
The close interaction between the siblings completely dispelled the armed escorts' doubts.
Upon hearing the little girl's soft, sweet voice, even these men, who spent years fighting, couldn't help but feel cheerful, smiling comfortably.
*
The grassland nights were colder, and the armed escorts set up tents right beside the convoy.
Just as Head Escort was feeling better, he began to hint to Ye Zilin that if the three siblings wanted to spend the night in the tent, they would have to pay extra for lodging.
