It was as if Gu Xijue wanted to accept the fact that he had a sister." Ming Zhu." Sigh, he was a little embarrassed to call his sister.
"Mingzhu, go talk to your brother." An Ran were all shocked. His normally calm and composed Gu Xijue had become a wooden person at this moment. He was still holding a drink for Mingzhu.
The rising bubbles celebrated a joyous feast.
"Little sister, little sister Mingzhu." Gu Xijue was like a baby babbling, repeatedly wandering these two monosyllabic words." Little sister, little sister Mingzhu ——"
Then An Ran saw the inscription beads' back tremble slightly. It was so imperceptible that it was as if someone had diligently completed the snow sculpture, slowly chipping away at their calm emotions. Until they were formed, the discarded fragments flew in th
