Little Jiajin took a step back in fear, then stopped and looked at Little Xiaxia tentatively.
Little Xiaxia's facial features were too beautiful, and the intelligence in her eyes made one's eyes light up. The ultimate beauty lover, Little Jiajin, looked at her for a while and asked, "Are you a little elf?"
Little Xiaxia smiled until her dimples appeared. "Are you stupid??"
Little Jiajin widened his eyes slightly. "I'm not."
Little Xiaxia opened her clear eyes. She tugged at her dress that was caught in the branches but did not move. She turned to look at Little Jiajin, who was standing at the side. "Brother, can you help me adjust my dress? My dress is caught in the branches."
For some reason, Little Jiajin's heart fluctuated when he heard Little Xiaxia call him brother.
He had heard from the people around him that he originally had a cute and beautiful younger sister, but she disappeared with his mother.
