Qiaoqiao was bent over laughing by Yang Zhengxi, but the next moment, he hesitated: "Do you really want to be my brother?"
"My sister says my brother Yanping is a bit lazy, and Brother Leilei is a bit dumb..."
"Then what about you?" His pure, curious gaze landed on him: "Are you especially greedy?"
Yang Zhengxi: ...
He slowly withdrew his arm, his face tense at the moment: "Between us, brotherly bonds transcend mere titles—just call me Xiaoyang."
"And if your family has anything you'd like to sell me, then you can be my Brother Qiaoqiao!"
After some thought, he added: "Or, you can just call me Xixi like my mom does."
If Qiaoqiao had read more, he might recognize the phrase "bend yet not break," but for now, his reaction was enough to leave him wide-eyed and speechless.
After pondering a moment, he nodded obediently: "Alright, Xixi."