Her eyes also felt somewhat warm, and she quickly averted her gaze, "I'm touched."
Yan Yuanjing suddenly hugged him, "Sis, I mean it, don't cry anymore."
His hand lifted, and his fingers gently wiped at the corner of Yan Zao's eyes.
Yan Zao pushed her away, "Am I crying?"
She hurriedly raised her hand to rub her eyes.
Yan Yuanjing said, "Just now, when you were talking to Lan Mu, your eyes were red. Does he often bully you?"
"Stop meddling in my affairs," Yan Zao retorted, changing the subject, "Didn't you say you were injured? Should we go to the hospital to check?"
Remembering that Yan Yuanjing had just claimed his leg was injured, she bent down to roll up the leg of Yan Yuanjing's school pants.
Yan Yuanjing stepped back to avoid her, shaking his head with a grin, "No need, I was just acting along with brother-in-law."
That address of "brother-in-law" flowed out quite naturally and affectionately.
