Shen Xingshuo's aggrieved tone sounded just like a neglected young wife's, and now he shook Shen Yu by the shoulders in anguish. "To think we've become such strangers."
"But..."
"No buts. Shen Yu, you heartless little thing. You don't trust your own brother one bit."
"Second Bwother, if you didn't keep guarding your food from me at mealtimes, I'd trust you." Even with his cheeks pinched, Shen Yu stubbornly argued back.
The brothers had remarkably similar tastes. Whenever a dish they liked appeared, they both became rather protective of their food, putting on a performance of eating from their bowls while eyeing the pot in front of the whole family.
Lin Yujing had also tried to resolve this, but when she made more food, neither of them would eat it. Whenever she made less, they would secretly keep their eyes on it.
"You two are so hard to look after. Does food taste better in someone else's mouth?" Unable to understand her sons' thinking, Lin Yujing helplessly let them cross swords at the dinner table.
"Shen Xiaoyu, watch yourself."
Shen Xingshuo stopped pinching and covered his little brother's mouth instead, warily cutting off his attempts to expose him. A hint of menace crept into his voice. "That game you downloaded recently is registered under my identity, isn't it?"
"Hehe." Shen Yu immediately backed down at that, giving Shen Xingshuo a fawning smile and considerately covering his own mouth.
He usually went to his eldest brother for identity verification when he played games, but Shen Xubai had been working overtime a while ago. Desperate to log in, Shen Yu had paced around the house until he happened to find Shen Xingshuo, who was on leave.
"Come on, bring me that tea."
Having successfully brought his little brother to heel, Shen Xingshuo