When he saw the surprise on Lan Xueruo's face, a Che's smile slowly appeared on Yun Che's face: "Sadly, do you believe me now, big sister? You know my body is made of iron. How could I be easily injured?"
Lan Xueruo gently laughed: "When you look so tender and fair, is your body made of iron? You look more like the quintessential boy toy."
"Hmph, boy toy?" Yun Che raised an eyebrow, then looked at Lan Xueruo's Snow White face and laughed happily: "Speaking of boy toys, I don't even have beauty to provide me with sustenance."
"Your words are surely naughty." Lan Xueruo rolled her eyes at him and her laughter spun around: "Li - I'm still your big sister, alright. If you dare to tease me again, be careful of big sister spreading rumors about your marriage. After that, you may not even be able to deceive a girl."
Yun Che's expression immediately turned gloomy.
(TL: The author said his face looked like iron.)
