Murong Bailing nodded gently, holding the corner of his clothes with his little hand: So he is so nice! Everything he said before was all a joke, hehe, I misunderstood him.
"Are you really not eighteen yet?"
Looking at Murong Bailing's well-developed figure again, Tang Yuyao still felt a little unbelievable.
"Yeah." Murong Bailing smiled: "Didn't I tell you? This is my first time going out. I used to stay in Guangzhou. My father agreed because I got a good college entrance examination.
Let me come out alone. However, I am almost eighteen years old, and my birthday is in a week."
"Really?"
Tang Yuyao suddenly felt that this little girl was so cute, and he couldn't help but let Murong Bailing touch her head with his big hand: "Don't forget to invite me when the time comes. Eighteen is the same age as a flower."
Feeling the big hand on his head, Murong Bailing did not show any displeasure. Instead, he felt a little warm. He stuck out his tongue and said obediently: "I will definitely invite you. You promised to help me persuade my brother and you kindly took him in."
I am a very good person."
Unexpectedly, the former eccentric disaster star had such a cute side, Tang Yuyao smiled lightly and said: "These are what I should do, because you are my brother's sister, that is, my sister."
He said I was his sister?
Looking at the sunny and handsome Tang Yuyao in front of him, a blush like the sunset floated on Murong Bailing's cheeks. He paused, lowered his head and shouted softly: "Brother Tang..."
Tang Yuyao got goosebumps all over his body when he heard the voice of "Brother Tang" that made his whole body numb, but his face showed a look of great enjoyment. He took the opportunity to touch Murong Bailing's hair: "Well... Ling'er is good.
, From now on I will be your Brother Tang."
"OK!"
Murong nodded her head happily. Qian Haoxuan's running away from home made her not feel this kind of brother's love for a long time. Naturally, she couldn't be happier to have another brother.
However, Murong Bailing felt that this kind of love that was not his biological brother's was slightly different from Qian Haoxuan's. But what the difference was, he couldn't tell for a while. So he just let Tang Yuyao touch his forehead.
hair, dumbfounded and speechless.
Tang Yuyao couldn't put it down because of the faint fragrance, long strands of hair, and soft touch. The physical contact was even more sensitive than the verbal one, and he unconsciously cried out: "It feels so good... It turns out that hair can also make people like this."
It’s cool…why didn’t you know this before?”
"Brother Tang, what did you say?" Murong Bailing didn't hear clearly what Tang Yuyao said, so he raised his head and asked with confusion.
How could these words be allowed to be heard by an underage sister? Tang Yuyao quickly retracted his offending right hand and pretended to smile seriously as if nothing had happened: "Nothing, nothing... I mean how nice it is to have a beautiful sister like you.
Oh, it’s so happy!”
"Really?"
Although Murong Bailing didn't quite believe Tang Yuyao's words, he still said happily: "Actually, I'm not very beautiful either. Compared with Brother Tang's wives, I'm not that big of a witch."
After saying this, Murong Bailing regretted: How could he say this? Could he be jealous?
Sure enough, Tang Yuyao showed an evil smile and laughed loudly: "Are you jealous, sister Ling'er? Hehe! In fact, you and Shan'er are similar. They should be beauties of the same level. If you wait two more years, maybe