"Why? I won't speak anymore? In the past, the three of us counted you the most. The overall chattering. The name my mother gave you is really a complete reversal. You shouldn't call him Xuanyuan Jing, but Xuanyuan Nao."

Xuanyuan Yu's fingers slashed from his forehead to his cheek, and poked Xuanyuan Jing's little face heavily.

Huh?

It's all red, why don't you resist?

I haven't seen you for a year, is this girl changing her temper?

Suddenly, something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Xuanyuan Jing's stunned little face showed a mournful expression. A layer of mist was covered with beautiful peach blossom eyes, and two large drops of tears stuck to her eyelashes and could fall down with one move.

Ling Luo glanced at Xuanyuan Yu indifferently and said, "Hey, you poked your sister to tears."

"I..." Xuanyuan Yu's fingers stiffened, his lips twitched slightly, his face was extremely unnatural, "I didn't use much force..."

"Brother..." Xuanyuan Jing's voice was a little choked.

"Oh... well!" Xuanyuan Yu turned his hand stiffly in the air, and gently stroked his girl's head, saying, "Be good, don't cry."

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but when I said it, Xuanyuan Jing's tears became more and more surging.

"Wow—" With a sound of yelling, Xuanyuan Jing completely exerted her fussy nature and pierced into Xuanyuan Yu's arms, crying shockingly, and cried so hard that the entire Tianyuan No. 1 Gambling Stone House trembled three times.

"How could you leave me alone? Run out of the capital alone and play for a whole year. It's too much, huh."

Xuanyuan Jing wiped all his nose and tears on Xuanyuan Yu's clothes.

"Oh..." Xuanyuan Yu gently patted Xuanyuan Jing's back, looking a little clumsy, and explained, "Your brother, I'm not going out to play secretly. It was the old man who drove me out, so I can't do anything."

"Hmph, you're so happy that you've forgotten your sister, and don't send me any news. I put the huge conch you gave me on the bedside every day, but it just can't send your voice, whimper--"

Xuanyuan Jing was like a quarrel child, rubbing against Xuanyuan Yu's arms, sobbing and accusing him vigorously.

Xuanyuan Yu was helpless.

The gambling stone yard was full of people. In order not to let people laugh, he had to hug his own girl and support her towards the second floor.

Ling Luo followed Xuanyuan Yu and helped Xuanyuan Jing to help him. The boy with a bun, named Xiao Mo, led the way in front and led the three of them into an elegant compartment on the second floor.

The interior is very spacious, with bright windows and clean.

Ling Luo helped Xuanyuan Jing to a soft chair and sat down, then took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, and helped her wipe the tears on her face and her makeup that had been lost.

Xuanyuan Jing sniffed, and her voice was still a little choked: "Thank you, Miss Ling."

Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, and a evil curve curled up at the corner of his lips, and his voice was extremely lazy: "What else is Miss Ling? If you want to call him sister-in-law in the future, do you hear it?"

"Sister-in-law?" Xuanyuan Jing was stunned. Because she was too surprised, she stopped sobbing. Her puzzled eyes fell on Xuanyuan Yu, and then floated to Ling Luo's face, asking, "What sister-in-law?"
Chapter completed!