Standing at the door of Yulou, he stood lightly, "Grand'er~"

Yao Lao looked at Qing Xuan, who was a little hesitant, and gently put his hand on Qing Xuan's shoulder, "Apprentice, are you okay?"

“... It's okay" Qing Xuan stepped up the long steps step by step.A figure gradually appeared at the door of the Yu Tower, and the person was dressed in a fiery red suit... Seeing Qing Xuan, the man ran down with an arrow step, "Sister!"

Qing Xuan opened her arms slightly, and rushed into Qing Xuan's arms with a sigh, "Sister ~ Sister ~ Sister ~ Miss you so much ~ Miss you so much~" Strong as Mei, tears couldn't stop flowing, Qing Xuan gently touched Qing Xuan's head with one hand, and wiped away Qing Xuan's tears with one hand, "How old are you, still crying~"

Qingxuan raised her head and pursed the corners of her mouth, "Isn't my sister crying too..."Qingxuan smiled helplessly, "You~"

Suddenly, a white-haired and white-bearded man walked up to Qingxiao, "I've never seen you cry as a teacher." ”

Qingxiao snorted, and then took Qingxuan's hand and left without looking back, leaving only a few old people to stare at each other with big eyes......

Qingxuan tilted her head to look at Qingxiao who was close at hand, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but hook, and the past came to her mind one by one......

Xiao'er is three years younger than herself, and from the first time she saw herself when she was nine years old, she began to pester herself, no matter what she did, she had to be with her: eating, sleeping, reading, learning art...... Therefore, the relationship between the two sisters in the family is very good.

Thinking of when she was a child, Qing Xuan raised the corners of her mouth......

Because of the early death of the mother of the child, no one can control the demon king of the world, when the patriarch hugged herself, she took advantage of the patriarch's inattention to pull out a pinch of the patriarch's beard, burned the entire warehouse at the age of three, disappeared for a while at the age of four, somehow learned a martial arts, and beat the children in the family at the age of five, calling himself the child king. I met myself when I was six years old, and I don't know why I relied on myself, and I couldn't get rid of it like kraft candy, but fortunately, I listened to myself very well......

Ji'er looked at her sister's inexplicable smile, and reached out and poked her sister's cheek, "Sister...? What are you laughing at?"

Qingxuan took Xiao'er's hand, "It's nothing, I suddenly remembered when I was a child" "Oh, sister, come and sleep with me"

"Huh?"

"Sister~Good sister~You agreed~" Ji'er pouted and shook Qingxuan's arm and sprinkled coquettishly... If the old guys just now saw it, they probably would have their eyes popping out......

Qingxuan shook her head helplessly, "Okay~, just once tonight"

"Good. Oh yes!" "You~ when will you grow up?"

"I'll never grow up with my sister"