Ji Xingyao was startled by the pitiable cries and stepped out from behind Qin Nanyu.
She looked blankly at the little big brother lying on the bed, turned into a tearful figure.
She had just heard him say he missed her and deliberately hid behind daddy to surprise him.
Why did it seem like the little big brother wasn't happy, and now he was crying even harder?
Did she scare him?
Ji Xingyao tilted her little head, glanced at Qin Morui in the room, thought for a moment, then ran to the bedside with a patter of her feet, and, imitating how her grandparents used to comfort her when she was younger, she raised her arms and gently patted his back.
"Good little big brother, stop crying, okay? If you're good, I'll buy you fried chicken," Ji Xingyao said, then after hesitating for two seconds, she added another sentence.
"But you have to pay me back first."
Qin Morui: "..."
The sobbing little boy was stunned, heard the familiar voice, blinked his eyes, and even forgot to cry.