Sikou Yu really was amused by this person, speaking with a tone of helplessness, "You... honestly... You are already so old, yet you act like a child, causing trouble."
Leng Qingjue shot him a glance, a look of you-don't-understand-my-kindness on his face, "You are only a year older than me! And yet you sulk all the time, devoid of any fun. I'm sacrificing myself to cheer you up, and you're not even showing gratitude? Ah, Brother Sikou, to be honest with you, having me as a little brother is such a steal!"
Sikou Yu let out a slight laugh, "Indeed! If I could have Qingjue as my brother in this life, I would die without regrets."
Upon hearing this, although Leng Qingjue was touched deep down, he didn't let him off the hook, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, we're both grown men, why say such sentimental things?"
Sikou Yu chuckled, then said no more.
