An Baobei, however, upon hearing these words, blushed deeply, put down the scissors and flower branches, wiped her hands, and walked over, softly complaining when she reached Ning Zihan's side, "Why are you telling children about this?"
Ning Zihan looked at her flushed face, a smirk on his lips, "They won't understand anyway."
Little Su Xing immediately protested with a pouty and childish voice, "Who said we don't understand! We like sister too!"
Ning Zihan chuckled, raising an eyebrow at An Baobei, "I told you they wouldn't understand."
An Baobei felt a bit shy and speechless, sat down next to Ning Zihan, and took Su Xing away from him, holding her herself.
But Su Xing refused to be held, struggling to break free from her embrace, "Sister, sister, let me go, I want to go to brother, brother is on uncle!"
An Baobei just found it amusing.
Ning Zihan turned to Su Xing with a stern face, "Don't call me uncle, call me brother."
