The next morning, Xiao Yingying was still lazing in bed and hadn't gotten up. She didn't have anything to do that day, so she could get up whenever she wanted and no one would bother her.
Song Xiaodong and Song Xiaoru still got up early, with Song Xiaodong even rising earlier than usual.
"Sis, good morning!" Song Xiaodong greeted her with a kiss when he saw Song Xiaoru come downstairs.
"Stop it, it wouldn't be good if Yingying saw," Song Xiaoru pushed Song Xiaodong away, scolding, "Besides, it's not appropriate for us to... do this."
Song Xiaodong frowned and said, "Sis, didn't we agree on this yesterday? We are still siblings, aren't you my sister anymore?"
Song Xiaoru said, "Of course not, but after talking about it, it feels strange to continue like this. Moreover, if Qingqing and Yingying see us, they might get the wrong idea, which would be even worse."
