Many times, the words she said, Long Xiliang would listen.
The man's dark pupils, his gaze deep, his eyes settled on Helian You.
Helian You sat on the sofa in a leisurely manner, her face lifted, with contact lenses in her bright eyes.
Perhaps because of the contact lenses, her eyes appeared exceptionally bright and clear.
As she looked eagerly at Long Xiliang like this, the man's mind was once again filled with the image of Lu Xiaoyou's face.
When she silently acted cute towards him, it would be like this.
Like a little kitten, gazing at him with those bright eyes, he could almost hear the low whimpering sound from the kitten.
"She stays."
Long Xiliang spoke.
Long Xingkui's throat caught abruptly, but she quickly adjusted her emotions.
Her eyes still showed worry for Long Xiliang, as if she were just a caring sister devoted to him.
"Then I'll trouble Miss You to take care of my brother."
Long Xingkui offered her a gentle smile.
