Thinking of Tina's origin, Yong Ye felt that she could not know what she said, so she stopped this analogy.

Although he thought about telling Tina a story that he didn't know how to remember, but seriously thinking that he is not the kind of person who is suitable for telling stories to children, he naturally gave up, just...

"Why? Tell me about it, brother, I want to know."

"...You can ask the Holy Son of Heaven."

"I want my brother to say, brother... is that okay?"

Tina, who was lying in Yong Ye's arms, took full advantage of the child's ability to act like a spoiled child, and tried her best to turn around and put her hands on his chest. Her big blue eyes were so pitiful. look at him.

"...Okay, okay, I'll just say it. Actually, I don't remember it clearly. I just vaguely remember that Aladdin's story is a drama, and then there have been many different versions. The main one is probably..."

Under the pleading of this doll-like girl, Yong Ye, who didn't want to say it, still failed to reject her, and could only sigh and follow her. It was like a brother who spoiled her sister, and she just let Tina lie down. On him, while holding his hand, he was still telling her about Aladdin's magic lamp.

However, this happy scene did not last long.

Wuming, who came here from a distance, noticed that the two were huddled together on a chair, and when Tina was lying on Yongye's body, he immediately shouted, "Hey! What are you doing?"

"I'm taking a nap, isn't that a clear thing? Miss Hozumi."

"I can see it, but I wonder why you are on Yongye's body!" Wuming stood aside with his hands on his hips, looking like the morning, if he didn't agree, he would pounce on the Arhat.

"Because my brother is very comfortable to lie on, I can feel... a special sense of security and comfort?"

"It's not fair! Why haven't I lied down like this before! Tina is going to be replaced soon! It's my turn!"

"No, my brother is mine." Tina refused without thinking at all, with a look of no room for negotiation, and hugged Yong Ye in turn, "If Miss Hosaki wants to hug, wait for the next time."

"I knew Yong Ye first, so why should you hug me first!"

"What is it that you know early? I don't care, anyway, it's me now."

"You, you bastard..." Tina's behavior and words made Wuming stomped angrily, and turned to look at Yong Ye, who had a helpless expression on his face, but obviously didn't want to say anything. "You said !"

"…say what?"

"Why do you let Tina lie on top of you here! I want it too!"

"No... how do you say this? You are already such an adult, is it not suitable for you to do this kind of thing?"

"Why can Tina? I can't?"

"Tina is only ten years old, what does it matter..."

Right... Tina is only ten years old, she's just a child, there's nothing wrong with hugging and pampering Yong Ye.

However, before Wuming could refute anything at this time, Tina raised her hand and reminded, "Brother, I'm eleven years old."

"Oh...Is that so?" It's been more than half a year since he left this time. Tina has grown up a little and is already eleven years old. Yongye accidentally forgot this point, but he feels that it doesn't matter. "It's okay. , at the age of eleven, he was almost a child."

"Wow... I always feel a little happy and a little unacceptable..."

Yong Ye's words made Tina look troubled, and twisted her body unhappily.

Because it is a child, it doesn't matter, you can act like a spoiled child at will, and you can get very close, but because you are a child, you are not treated as a girl. In Yongye's eyes, he is just a child, which has advantages and disadvantages. Things made Tina not know what would be better, but it was still a little hard to accept.

On the contrary, although he is also a child in Yong Ye's eyes, he does not look like a child's nameless. As if what he can't get is the best, he is envious of her situation and leans down again. Go and stare at Yong Ye with both hands on the sides of the chair.

"If a child can do it, I'm only thirteen!"

"...Thirteen?" Yong Ye glanced at Wuming's slightly swaying chest when he leaned down, couldn't help but quickly looked away, and after being reminded of his age, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Not just thirteen."

"The age is thirteen! Don't you know it too? And it was possible when I was in the Iron City! Why not now?!"

"...No, I...well, I used to be a little younger than twelve years old, but it still doesn't work now."

Although I want to say how can I remember this kind of thing? But think about Yong Ye's change of words soon, anyway, it's definitely not possible, as long as you bite the bullet.

"...Uncle is biased! Obviously they are all children, but if Tina can do it, I can't?"

Wuming straightened up, clasping his chest with both hands, making his chest even more astonishing, and at the same time puffing out his cheeks as if he was annoyed by this unreasonable differential treatment.

"This... how do I say it... I feel like I'm thirteen..."

"What? Say something!"

Wuming stepped on the bottom of the front end of the rocking chair, causing Yongye above him to be lowered a lot, and he looked down at him from a condescending height.

"...Okay, okay, you're a kid too, right?"

Trying to weave words, but always feel that there is no way to refute it, and it is really not good to favor one over the other. The most important thing is to suddenly remember what was said... It is a very bad behavior to treat people as children only when needed. Therefore, Yong Ye lowered his shoulders in frustration and admitted the fact that Wuming was still a child.

Chapter 24 My brother is a lo*ic*n, I like small ones, right?

Yong Ye's helpless confession made Wuming's eyes light up and raised his hand, "Then I will too."

"what…?"

"What could it be? Isn't that obvious?!"

Wuming, whose cheeks were flushed, was reluctant to explain the matter, but Yong Ye could figure it out to this extent.

"I'm actually nothing, it's just Tina..."

"Brother is mine." Tina took over the words very cooperatively, opened her sleepy eyes wide, stared at Wuming with blue eyes, and carefully guarded against her movements.

"..."

Wuming stared at Tina silently, then shifted his gaze downward, looking at her eleven-year-old chest that still didn't rise and fall, and then nodded forcefully as if thinking of something, with a smile on his face.

"Tina, did you know?"

"what?"

I always felt that Wuming's smile was malicious, or there might be some conspiracy, Tina raised her vigilance again.

"When I was eleven years old, my chest was now two-thirds full, right?" Wuming put his hands on Yongye's chest, which seemed to be bigger, and let out amazing words with a smile.

"—Liar! How is it possible!"

The unexpected situation made Tina forget her vigilance and immediately denied the unscientific thing.

"How could it be impossible? Otherwise, do you think that physical development is achieved overnight? I was almost like this when I was twelve years old? Of course, it was two-thirds when I was eleven."

"Isn't it at least a third of the time when I was ten years old?!"

"Of course, how is it? Are you envious?"