The petty little brother (1)

The little girl stared at him with her big, embarrassed eyes.

In fact, Xiao Yichen was extremely angry, but when he saw this little girl smiling at him, he could not bring himself to be angry.

Of course, even if he wasn't angry anymore, he still wouldn't let this little girl off so easily.

"A wise man doesn't drink the water from the stolen spring, and an honest man doesn't eat the food of a servant. Just now I clearly saw that this jar of wine was for your eldest shidi to drink."

Xiao Yichen looked straight ahead and no longer looked at the little Vixen in front of him.

They were both eight or nine years old, but he didn't know why this little girl was so cute.

Xue Xiaohua finally understood. Her brother Yichen was still angry at her, and she craned her neck to look at him. However, her brother Yichen didn't even look at her. When he saw her looking at him, he even turned his head away.

Hmph, what a petty little brother.