She hadn't expected it, but her brother was as close to her as he had just been, not losing the special place she held with him just because she had stepped out for a bit.
Wen Yangzhi wanted to hear about her experiences at school and asked her quietly, "What about this skirt?"
"They call me Schwarzenegger."
The muscular and athletic image of Schwarzenegger didn't fit her at all, and Wen Yangzhi stopped flipping through his book, curious, "Why do they call you Schwarzenegger?"
She said with a sense of grievance, "Isn't it summer recently? I always wear those thin silk stockings, and they laugh at me, saying I'm always wearing stockings as if trying to seduce someone, deliberately misinterpreting my intentions, and even insulting me, calling me 'Stocking Schwarzenegger.'
Wen Yangzhi looked down and saw she was wearing those nearly transparent silk stockings right now.
It made Wen Yangzhi laugh inexplicably for a moment.
She clearly felt her brother's exasperation.
