Ling Bingbing took a deep breath, then touched Ding Xi's head, like treating a child, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and said in a half-truthful tone: "You know, I thought the cutest thing about you was those innocent big eyes, every time I was caught doing sabotage, I couldn't be angry when I looked at me with those eyes." Now that you're older, you're not cute anymore. ”

Ding Xi was touched by her like this, and suddenly it was like a balloon being punctured, "Sister, I can change it." ”

"I'm still cute!"

"You can't bully me like that!" He covered his head and pretended to be "hurt" by Ling Bingbing.

Ling Bingbing smiled even more happily, "Silly brother, I really only treat you as a younger brother." Why did you suddenly become like this, you don't have to work so hard to find a partner. Could it be that you haven't seen me for too long, and your head is burned by the sun? ”

Ding Xi was stunned for a moment, he knew that the most appropriate way now was for him to follow his sister's words and treat the confession just now as a joke.

But in his mind, he heard his own heart.

If he misses this opportunity, it is likely that he will never have the opportunity to confess to his sister in the future.

"No, it's not."

"I'm not looking for a partner, nor do I want to get married, I just want to be with my sister~~ together."

"Even if my sister doesn't like me."

"Or did my sister forget what she promised me?" As he spoke, he pulled out an old-looking, but clean, doll from his pocket.

The shape of the doll is a little girl, which is seven or eight points similar to Ling Bingbing.

"My sister said yes... Will always be with me. ”

"Now it seems... This can only be returned to my sister. ”

"Otherwise, every time I look at it, I will think of my sister breaking her promise."

As he spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hand and handed the doll to Ling Bingbing.

He thought, according to the tacit understanding between them for so many years, and what he knew about her, she...

Ling Bingbing took it.

And stuffed the doll directly into his bag and zipped it up.

"You..."

"Sister..."

The boy didn't expect her to be like this, and his eyes were red in a hurry.

Ling Bingbing smiled and pressed his arm that wanted to take me back, and whispered, "What? Want to go back? Do you think I'm going to give you my black history? ”

The young man's eyes grew wider and wider: "But... But..."

"It's not... I..."

Ling Bingbing restrained her smile: "Yes, I did promise you that I would always be with you." ”

"The same is true now."

"But—Tintin, my liking for you has always been my sister's liking for my brother. In my heart, you will always be that cute and innocent little brother. It doesn't matter who I marry, whether I marry or not. ”

"Do you understand?"

Boy: "What if I don't just want to be a brother?" ”

Ling Bingbing: "That... I can only be a stranger. ”

Boy: "Because of the one surnamed Hao?" ”

Ling Bingbing shook his head: "No." ”

Even without Mr. Hao, she wouldn't like him.

It's not bad, it's just that it doesn't have that heart-pounding feeling.

It's like there are many beautiful flowers, many beautiful people, and many beautiful mountains and rivers in this world.

But no matter what kind of flowers, what kind of people, what kind of scenery, there will be different evaluations.

"Really? Sister didn't lie to me? The boy asked again.

Ling Bingbing repeated again in the same tone: "Yes, I didn't lie to you. ”

Ding Xi bowed his head slightly and was silent for a moment, then raised his head, his eyes flashed with determination: "Then I accept it, then I will always be my sister's younger brother." ”

"Sister, you can rest early, I'll continue to go live broadcast."

Ling Bingbing squinted at his expression, trying to see something.

The young man raised the corners of his lips, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "What? Does my sister have anything else to say to me? ”

Ling Bingbing shook her head slightly: "No, you go get busy." ”

Ding Xi turned to leave.

Looking at his back, in the corner, Mr. Hao 'walked' out.

He didn't look for Ling Bingbing, but silently followed behind the young man.

His sixth sense as a man told him that it was anything but simple.

He didn't believe that a man would say that he didn't like it, he didn't like it, and his brother and husband were much worse.

He...

Really.

When he was about to move from the darkness to the bright lights, he heard Ding Xi's self-talk very clearly: "My sister is right... No matter what happens, the younger brother will always be the younger brother. ”

"What's so good about being a husband? My husband changed this kind of thing casually. ”

"Not to mention this kind of dead ghost husband."

"If she really likes to collect corpses, I'll go back and find some handsome ones."

"How can a dead man be compared? A living person who can be coquettish and cute~~"

The dead man Hao Youqian....

Mr. Hao was even more depressed.

It was also useful for him to refute himself.

But in addition to having a lot of money, he doesn't seem to be comparable to the teenager in front of him.

And as the saying goes, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.

Maybe one day I can't sit in the position of the richest man.

Mr. Hao's heart seemed to have accumulated countless messes, and if he couldn't clean it up, it would be messy, so he couldn't help but think wildly, wandering around, and unconsciously getting farther and farther away from Ling Bingbing's yurt.

And then...

After the overrun, it was violently ejected back.

With a 'bang', he hit the drum directly and let out a roar.

Although the sound was not loud, Ling Bingbing, who was looking for his husband next to him, heard it all at once, and clearly saw the recessed shadow on the drum.

"Tsk... Doesn't it hurt? ”

Hao Youqian: .....

The collision was full of meat and vegetables, and Mr. Hao was even more distorted as a whole.

Ling Bingbing didn't continue to poke his lung tubes: "What? Isn't it a runaway? How did you come back again? ”

"Don't be afraid to disturb me and my brother."

Hao Youqian: ???

Mr. Hao was so angry that he twisted a twist for himself in the air.

Is this talking about human words!!

Is it human talk!!

"You're scolding me~~ It's a pity that I can't hear it, and there's no extra computer for you to use here, so don't scold, bear with me. The sea and the sky. ”

"When you are older, you can maintain more health and get less angry."

Mr. Hao: 。。。。。。

He's going to be, really.

You don't have to be angry anymore, hum ╭ (╯^╰) ╮.

Just as he was about to lift the curtain and go into the yurt to find a corner to silently shut himself, at dusk, he saw his little wife stretch out her hand in his direction.

"Sleep so early, it's not like your style, go, go out with me."

Mr. Hao was stunned, hesitated for a long time, and drew circles in her palm. 】

Ling Bingbing rolled her eyes at him.

"Or else? Do you still want me to call Sister Xiao? ”

Mr. Hao wondered, "What do you want her to do?" 】

Ling Bingbing [Then what do you ask?] 】

Mr. Hao: o(╯□╰)o, a woman's change of heart is really fast enough. That's impatient.