"Well, now you know." Long Yin tried to look stern, but he could not bring himself to be harsh to her when he saw her face.
There were tears swimming in her eyes, and her expression was pitiful. With a sigh, he took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears away.
Right at that moment, Beitang You got to his feet abruptly and pulled Yaoyao out of his embrace.
Finding his arms suddenly empty, Long Yin narrowed his eyes.
Yaoyao, "..."
She had not had enough of her brother's warmth.
Recovering herself, she twisted her wrist in his grasp and whined, "What're you doing?"
Beitang You pursed his lips, annoyed at how casually she had hugged Long Yin.
Although they were siblings, Long Yin was still a man.
He lifted a hand and wiped the tears away from the corner of her eye.
