Wang Xiaoqiang, left speechless, awkwardly coughed and said, "Ahem, Little Xin, about that, from now on, you should just call me brother like before…"
"You're not my real brother, why should I call you brother…" Jiang Xiaoxin sat down and said… "I'd rather call you Little Qiang."
"You're such a child, not showing any respect for your elders. I'm older than you, so of course, you should call me brother…" Seeing Jiang Xiaoxin come over, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but lean back a bit and took on the tone of an adult educating a child.
"You're only a few months older than me, stop acting so old and grumpy," Jiang Xiaoxin glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang. Suddenly, she lay down on the edge of the bed.
Wang Xiaoqiang started to feel a little nervous… "Hey, hey, Little Xin, why aren't you going to sleep? What are you doing here?"
