Then I'll punish you! Massage my shoulders! Ye Zhaoxuan had almost never cried before.
Now that she had suddenly burst into tears, she must have run into something that had wronged her.
Hearing Ye Qingxian's words, Ye Zhaoxuan opened her mouth several times, but in the end merely lowered her head without revealing the real reason. "It's no one's fault. I just stepped on it." She did not want her Younger Sister to be scolded by Mother because of her.
Upon hearing that, Ye Ranxing suddenly widened her eyes and said indignantly, "Ye Zhaoxuan, what nonsense are you talking about? Didn't I just step on the little bug you caught and squash it flat? I was going over to comfort you, but I thought this bug was a little in the way, so I wanted to deal with it one step ahead."
Hearing that explanation, Ye Zhaoxuan's tears inexplicably stopped. For a moment, she did not know whether she should be touched that Ye Ranxing had her older sister in her heart, or continue feeling wronged by her utterly outrageous way of handling things. Her younger sister's train of thought always seemed somewhat different from a normal person's.
Ye Zhaoxuan was not the only one stunned. Even Ye Qingxian was left speechless when she heard Ye Ranxing's self-righteous words, which sounded more like she was condemning herself.
How had the little fallen angel born to her Junior Sister ended up with such a temperament? It was so strange—and inexplicably a little cute.
At that moment, I heard the commotion in the courtyard.
Only after tidying up my appearance and making sure my cheeks were no longer red did I unhurriedly open the door. The moment my gaze turned, it landed on one of my precious daughters. "Hm?"
I hurried over