Fang Youzhen waved her hand.
"Zhi'er, I don't like flying kites, you pick the one you like."
Bai Zhi'er blinked her round, jet-black eyes, and said somewhat regretfully, "Sister Youzhen can't play with me?"
Fang Youzhen originally planned to use this time to catch up on sleep.
But when she saw the pitiful look in the little one's eyes,
she suddenly felt that if she said no again, it seemed a bit heartless.
Fang Youzhen hesitated for a moment.
She reached out: "I'll take this red one."
Bai Zhi'er's round, cute little face immediately bloomed with a sweet smile.
"I'll go ask Brother Wuxi!"
Fang Youzhen grabbed her small hand: "No need to ask, he's my brother, we can both use the same color."
Bai Zhi'er nodded happily: "Alright, then this black and blue little swallow is mine!"
Fang Youzhen held her hand and with the other, patted Fang Wushen, signaling him to join.
Meanwhile, the teacher standing not far away was slightly dazed.
