Little Nine... sister...
Listening to Ji Qiutang's words, Bi Xia looked calm as he raised his eyelids. Obviously exposed to a huge secret, he appeared indifferent, his mouth forming an arc as he spoke, "Only in your family is there a sister, even if I'm younger than you, I reject the word sister."
Ji Qiutang found Bi Xia's reaction very amusing, and this sentence only made Ji Qiutang more curious, "Why, you know if Little Eight and the others find out that you are a sister, they will definitely be more excited than when they knew Xiao Wu was a girl."
"Hmm?" Bi Xia glanced at Xiao Wu, who was looking over in this direction but soon lowered his head again to drink the yogurt he had just taken from the mini fridge, and then turned to Ji Qiutang, "What are they excited about?"
Ji Qiutang's clear eyes formed a crescent shape, "In Little Seven's words, even if they've seen enough of rough men, they need a sister to beautify their vision."
