"I'm too young to understand?"
The young boy's handsome face was cold as ice, like the gloom before a winter's snowfall.
Tang Xiaobai was also a bit annoyed: "Master Yuan just got here, and he came to teach you martial arts. Why are you—why are you giving him a hard time?"
"Why does the Second Miss say I'm too young to understand?" the boy asked stubbornly, a cold and heavy tone in his voice.
"Do you think you acted mature today?"
Li Mu looked at her quietly for a moment, then suddenly cupped her face and squeezed it hard, giving a cold smile, "I usually call you sister just to tease you. Do you really think of yourself as my sister? I'm older than you!"
"Let go! Let go!" Tang Xiaobai struggled to pry his hands off, but they wouldn't budge, and it hurt so much.
This brat! Too childish!
"Call me brother, or I won't let go!" Li Mu was angry just thinking about her calling Li Xingyuan "Brother Yuan."
