"Silly girl!"
Qin Hao pulled Qin Ling into his arms: "Silly girl, I'm not going to stop you today, what do you plan to do?"
With her head against his chest, Qin Ling said pitifully, "I want to do many meaningful things."
Qin Hao teased with a laugh: "Not planning to drink cola and eat chips being a couch potato anymore?"
"When doing meaningful things, you can still eat, drink, and have fun," Qin Ling's words left Qin Hao at a loss: "Little sister, are you really a couch potato or a fake one!"
"Of course fake! I'm not fat at all!" Qin Ling pinched Qin Hao's waist: "Who told you drinking cola and eating chips makes one a couch potato?"
"Alright, alright! Brother was wrong!"
Qin Hao held her tighter, thinking carefully, he indeed owed Qin Ling a lot.
In the silence, Qin Ling suddenly said: "Brother, I want to join the Ancient Martial Alliance."
Qin Hao lowered his head, looking at Qin Ling with a peculiar expression: "Why do you want that?"
