"Brother... did you already know?"
Nangong Yaoling held a teacup to his lips, a seductive smile curling at the corner of his lips, but he remained silent.
Nangong Zhongli looked at his expression, feeling even more uncertain for a moment. She said dejectedly, "So, you already knew that Xiaonuan is actually Qiqi? Ugh, I've been here foolishly thinking I could tell you and make you happy..."
Nangong Yaoling suddenly choked inelegantly.
"Cough, cough..."
Nangong Zhongli quickly handed him a tissue: "Brother... are you alright? I know, I'm humiliating myself again... But regardless, since you already know, I'm relieved..."
"Wait..." Nangong Yaoling wiped the water off his lips and handsome face, looking up at Nangong Zhongli with furrowed brows: "What nonsense are you saying? Zhongli, I've warned you, don't think that because you're like this now... you can talk nonsense..."
At his words, Nangong Zhongli's face changed.
