"Sister, come sit over here."
Breakfast was already on the table and Lin Jinlong's eyes lit up when he saw his little sister. He smiled and waved across several tables.
"Brother Long, you called me wrong, you should call me brother."
Feng Yi, sensing the curious gazes from the neighboring guests, tugged at Lin Jinlong's sleeve and softly reminded him in a low voice.
"Ah, I got used to it."
Lin Jinlong rarely blushed to the roots of his ears, embarrassed.
"It doesn't matter. It's more intimate to call me sister, so just keep calling me that."
Lin Qingluo smiled calmly, not minding the gathering stares from all directions, as she approached the table.
"Although Nanxun is a male-dominated society, there are still women who go out."
