Mu Yunchun's hands were tender, smooth, and silky soft, as if boneless.
With her boneless hands holding his, Yang Xiaotian smiled and said, "Yes, I've come back."
Mu Yunchun, still excitedly gripping Yang Xiaotian's hand, had a face that seemed to be a mix of playful scolding, joy, grievance, and charm, "Little brother has been gone for over two years. You never came back to see your sister, did you forget about me?"
Yang Xiaotian shook his head and chuckled, "No, I've always remembered sister."
Hearing this, Mu Yunchun's heart felt as sweet as if she had drunk honey, her entire face blushing with delight, "Little brother, you're going to stay for a while before you leave this time, right?"
Yang Xiaotian nodded and smiled, "Yes, I'll stay for a few more days before leaving."
