"Hmm, getting prettier and prettier." Song Yun nodded approvingly.
"Hmph. You say that to every girl you meet." The girl appeared indifferent, but her heart was secretly delighted. After Song Yun left, none of her other senior and junior brothers had ever spoken to her this way.
"No, I didn't say that when I first met Junior Sister Qianxue." Song Yun said with a smile. He tried to get up but couldn't, so he waved to Lin Zhao Yun, "Senior Sister Zhaoyun, give me a hand."
Lin Zhao Yun walked over with a smile, reaching out to grab Song Yun's arms. It was fine when he was turned away, but now that Song Yun turned over, exposing his bare upper body to her, she couldn't help blushing. She remembered how, when they were kids, he tricked her and a few other junior sisters into bathing together in Qingxi, and her face reddened even more.
