"Do you know how many brothers Aladdin has?" Zhan Nanjue asked Gong Shirao.
"...How many?"
"Three. Aladdin's first brother, Aladdin's second brother, and Aladdin's third brother."
"Pfft..." Gong Shirao felt she should view Zhan Nanjue in a new light, "Do you usually read these?"
"..." Would it be insincere to say that I just searched for this temporarily? Zhan Nanjue raised his eyebrows without speaking. "Don't want to hear a joke? Then I'd better sing."
"It won't be something like 'Little darling, hurry and sleep' will it..."
"Ahem." Zhan Nanjue cleared his throat, "Of course not. You can make any request."
"Really?" Gong Shirao was incredulous; didn't he say he only knew one song?
"Hmm." Zhan Nanjue replied.
"To Love." She said, "Do you know it?"
Zhan Nanjue's body stiffened slightly.
Seeing his hesitation, Gong Shirao said, "Forget it then." Was she foolish, the title was so suggestive, he wouldn't overthink it, would he?
