"Stop crying, little sis, will you forgive me if I apologize?" Luke hesitated.
"Really?" Willow put down her small hand, her eyes brightening as she looked at Luke, and immediately stopped crying. "If Brother apologizes, Willow will forgive him."
Luke thought to himself: One mustn't argue with little girls, mustn't argue.
"I'm sorry for what I said about Willow, is that okay now?"
"Yes, yes." Willow burst into smiles, grabbed Luke's hand, and said, "Willow was also wrong before, I took up too much space. Next time, I'll let brother stand in front."
"Next time?" Waylon Lewis's face darkened.
What's going on, they're already planning next time?
Waylon saw that they're really about to overdo it.
"No, not at all," Willow quickly hid behind Hope Williams.
Hope looked at her cunning daughter and then at Waylon, whose face was frowning, and could only smile helplessly in the end.
"Okay, let's stop staring at each other. What would you like for dinner? I'll make it for you."