My Sign-in Life in Douluo

To Yaya, Jiang Siming was now her only family.

Although they had known each other for only a short time, in Yaya's heart, she had already come to see Jiang Siming as her only person to rely on.

"Yaya won't cry anymore. Yaya wants to become pretty! Then marry Big Brother when I grow up!" Yaya stopped sobbing and said with a serious little face.

"I..." Jiang Siming was left speechless. Who had been feeding a child this young these kinds of ideas?

"Yaya, you're my little sister. I take care of you without wanting anything in return, understand? You can't say things like that again!" Jiang Siming said with a serious expression. In his heart, he could not help silently grumbling—he was clearly doing a good deed, so why did this suddenly look like child trafficking?

"Oh! I know, Brother!" Yaya lowered her head and said softly.

Jiang Siming looked at Yaya, who looked as though she had done something wrong, and shook his head helplessly. He had to send Yaya to school as soon as possible. Her ideological education needed to be tightened up.

"Come on, I bought you breakfast. Eat while it's hot!"

"Buns!" Yaya looked at the soup dumplings Jiang Siming was carrying, and her eyes lit up.

Around the simple little table, the three of them sat together, giving off a somewhat warm and cozy feeling.

"The food in this world is rather interesting, but there seem to be some strange toxins?" Snow Empress said with a frown.

"Toxins?" Yaya looked at Snow Empress in confusion, a little bun still stuffed in her mouth, making her look extremely adorable.

Snow Empress froze under that sudden gaze, her ice-blue eyes showing a rare hint of helplessness.

"Yaya, don't listen to Sister Xue'er's nonsense. What toxins? Just