"Thank you, Father."
Su Qingluo's eyes lit up, shaking her fair and delicate wrist, and she smiled very happily.
"Be good, if you ever want anything, just tell Father."
Another sweet word "Father" made Lin Xiaoyang's heart flutter, as if he were soaring into the sky.
"As long as Qingluo wants it, Father will get the stars in the sky and the dragon scales in the water for you."
"Mm, okay, I want stars."
Su Qingluo's big, black eyes twinkled cunningly as she clapped her hands and smiled happily.
"Ahem."
Lin Xiaoyang's face turned red with embarrassment, coughing awkwardly.
In his excitement, he overpromised, shooting himself in the foot.
"If Sister Qingluo wants it, the brothers will go find it for you."
The four Lin brothers rushed to the front together, patting their chests with determination.
