"My slave knows, no, I know" Xiaodie quickly changed her words
Looking at Yilin with fearful eyes
"Okay, get up. Don't kneel to me again. Remember, we will treat each other as sisters from now on!"
"Well" Xiaodie was suddenly very moved, with tears in her eyes.
"Silly sister, why are you acting like this! Having an extra sister should be a happy thing!" Yilin patted her thin body.
I lament that in ancient times, people who were only in their teens became maids and had to serve others. How can modern people of this age still grow up under the care of their parents?
"I'm happy!" The expression on Xiaodie's face has now changed to a happy look.
"Silly girl" she gently stroked her head
"Sister Yilin, how do you curl your hair? It looks so good!" Xiaodie looked at Yilin with envy.
"Haha, how many of them are there in our place? Some hairstyles are even prettier than mine, but mine can only be so-so, so it's just okay." Yilin was now talking to Xiaodie in full swing.
Yilin couldn't hold her tongue when talking about similar hairstyles. Yilin chatted happily as if she had met a close friend.
"Come and let's take a photo together!" he said while taking out his cell phone from his bag.
Xiaodie looked at the mobile phone in Yilin's hand a little dullly, "It was like a mirror, and she could see herself in it, like a portrait.
No, it's even more real and beautiful than a portrait.
"Haha, wait, I'm showing it to you!" Yilin flipped through some pictures of handsome guys on her phone.
"How's it going? Isn't he so handsome?" Yilin's words made Xiaodie confused and looked questioning.
Yilin then thought that the ancients could not understand what she said, so she sighed and stopped talking.
"Wait, I think I heard something." Xiaodie looked around, and slowly her eyes moved to Yilin. Yilin suddenly realized that it seemed to be the sound coming from her stomach.
In fact, she was already hungry from the beginning, but she was so busy chatting that she forgot about it.
Yilin looked at Xiaodie awkwardly, "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat?"
Yilin then looked at her phone. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, but she didn't know how time was calculated in ancient times. Could it be that hours were used to express time like in ancient TV dramas?
"It's long past dinner time now, and some people have even gone to bed."
"No, it's so early! It's only eight o'clock! Yilin's expression is a bit exaggerated
"Then what should I do! I won't be able to sleep when I'm hungry, and my stomach will hurt." He said with a very pitiful expression.
"How about you eat some pastries!" Xiaodie pointed to the stack of pastries over there.
"No, the thing I hate eating the most is cakes or pastries." Yilin shook her head desperately, as if she would rather be hungry than eat the pastries.
"Well, can you make food?" Yilin said, blinking her big eyes.
"I can!" Yilin suddenly had an idea in her mind after listening to her words.
"How about we go to the kitchen and make it ourselves," Yilin asked her tentatively.
"It's too late, no good! Just make do with the pastry!"