Although, it's right to spoil the girl a bit more.
However, mom never believed what I said.
She only trusted Yin Moxue.
Whenever Yin Moxue had a headache or a fever, she would personally take care of her, worrying relentlessly.
When I got hurt back then, it was just the nurses who stayed with me. Mom only came to the hospital to see me and then said that Yin Moxue would be scared being home alone, so she had to go back to accompany her.
Later, it was always big brother who came from school to stay with me.
I actually knew that since I was born, Yin Moxue didn't like me. Because she was afraid of the affection being divided.
"Your brother here is almost thirty years old, it's not worth being upset over such a small thing." Yin Molili glanced at him, "You're going to be twenty-one, let's go, I'll take you to the bar for some fun."
"To the bar?" Yin Moyu, having lived to twenty-one, had never been.
"Come on! It's about time you experienced it."
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