Cen Dongsheng had not taken many steps before he heard the light sound of footsteps, signaling that Yi Qingyan had already caught up with him.
He did not stop walking and continued forward, but the little girl behind him seemed rather relentless.
"Brother."
"..."
"Brother?"
"..."
She started calling out again, and her tone sounded even more intimate than before, with hints of surprise and joy interwoven.
Forget it, she could call him whatever she liked. He thought.
"Brother, brother."
"..."
"Elder brother, bro!"
"I'm here!" Cen Dongsheng rubbed his ears and complained grumpily, "In a place like this, you dare to shout so loudly, trying to call all the ghosts over?"
"… Oh, I get it."
She hunched her shoulders and instantly became obedient.
"So, what do you want by calling me?"
"I, I was wanting to ask, why did you suddenly change your mind?"
"What change of mind?"
