“Haha, just kidding!” Feng Qingqing smiled so beautifully that even the flowers would wither in shame. Her hair fluttered while her eyes glimmered.

Feiyun’s expression relaxed and said: “Don’t kid around like this again.”

“Mmm…” She suddenly stopped smiling and frowned while twirling her hair, muttering: “Is it wrong for me to like you, Bro?”

“It’s fine!” The fruit suddenly interjected.

Her eyes lit up as she got over to the fruit and asked: “You think so?”

“Of course! I like my grandpa, so it’s fine for a sister to like her brother too.”

“Then why was he angry at me? Does he still hold a grudge for when I beat him up when I was younger?” She thought she solved the puzzle.

“Maybe. It’s embarrassing for a man...