"I made up the last sentence at random." Su Mu smiled slightly at Su Xiaoli and said in a gentle voice.
"Just made it up??" Su Xiaoli was a little confused.
"Anyway... I just want to put my name in front." A smile flashed in Su Mu's eyes. He reached out and touched Su Xiaoli's head and said, "Okay, leave him alone and watch for a while.
Just turn on the TV and go to sleep."
"No, I want my brother to write me a love letter!" Su Xiaoli came back to his senses, hugged Su Mu's arm with a pair of small hands, and changed the subject again.
Su Mu lowered his eyes slightly and stared at her fair and pink face for a while, then shook his head and said, "No."
"Why not?" Su Xiaoli pouted her rosy mouth and looked at him with dissatisfaction.
"You are not a child now. When you grow up, you should know what a love letter means." Su Mu thought for a moment and said to her patiently: "You are only in the fourth grade now, why are you so anxious to receive a love letter?"
, when you grow up, there will always be boys writing love letters to you, don’t worry."
"What? I don't want love letters written by others, I want my brother's!" Su Xiaoli said to him unhappily.
"Don't make trouble." Su Mu stretched out his hand and pulled her soft face and said, "Brother can't write love letters."
"I do not believe."
"Really, since my brother has grown so old, he has never written a love letter to anyone. He really doesn't know how to write." Su Mu looked at her with a helpless expression and said.
"Humph, I want my brother to write it, I want my brother to write it!!" Su Xiaoli had no choice but to shake Su Mu's arm and start acting coquettishly again.
Su Mu looked at her dumbfounded and said, "Why do you have to accept love letters?"
"Do I just like my brother? I will marry him when I grow up!" Su Xiaoli grabbed his arm and looked at him with a serious expression.
"Don't be stupid, brothers and sisters cannot get married." Su Mu looked at her funny, stretched out his hand to pinch her chubby cheeks and said, "Don't you know now?"
"But..." Su Xiaoli pursed her small mouth, looked at him with big black and white eyes, and stopped talking.
"Besides, we grew up together, and we even have the same household registration. How do you think we can get married?" Su Mu blinked and asked her.
"Then...brother doesn't like me anymore??" Su Xiaoli looked at the smile on his face, and for some reason, she felt sour in her heart.
"I like it. My brother likes Xiaoli the most, just like Xiaoli likes his brother the most." Su Mu touched her head and said in a gentle voice: "But this kind of love is not the kind that can get married, you know?
?”
"Didn't my brother say that we can't get married because we are brothers and sisters?"
"That's part of the reason."
"Then if we were not brothers and sisters, would we be able to get married??" Su Xiaoli looked at him eagerly and asked.
After Su Mu heard her words, he was slightly stunned.
For some reason, his heart skipped a beat.
If they weren't biological siblings...
His eyes looked at Su Xiaoli's fair and tender cheeks. She was looking at him expectantly.
At this moment, he wanted to say yes to her and then nod, but he remembered that when he was a child, his mother had clearly told him that Xiaoli and he were half-sisters.
