He just looked at Wen Xingsu gently, "Eldest brother."
Wen Xingsu glanced at Feng Yun with concern.
He felt compassion for Xiao Rong and had originally wanted to say a few words of persuasion, but Feng Yun dragged romantic entanglements into it, turning the conversation in this direction. He found himself unable to say half a word and didn't dare stay another moment.
He even felt a bit nervous.
Deep down, he feared that his concern for Xiao Rong would be misunderstood by Feng Yun...
"Aying," he got up and went to one side, gesturing for Feng Yun to come over before whispering, "I watched Xiao Rong grow up, she is Xiao San's sister, and I think of her as a sister too..."
He was explaining, very earnestly explaining.
However, Feng Yun was just joking, "So if this sister of yours has captured that sister of mine, what are you going to do, Eldest brother? Isn't that a difficult position for you?"
Wen Xingsu found himself breathless under her dewy eyes.
Not the same.
