“Oh, with glasses, gentle, pretty good-looking, isn’t it.”
Avery handed her hands over and told her forgiveness: “I just admire it, and I look just average. Of course you can’t compare with your brother.”
Yan Xiu gave her a sideways glance: “I can’t come down yet.”
“what?”
“Enough.” He grabbed her two little hands that were still beating him on the back, “Hurry up and eat.”
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