Chapter 297: Mistakenly Given Away by Emotional Impulses
Song Zhiyu stood in the room like a little wife, slightly lowering his head, twisting his hands, and occasionally glancing at his big brother from the corner of his eye.
Wow, ever since Big Brother took the position, his presence has become even stronger. Just standing there without speaking is like being roasted over a fire.
Song Zhiyu rubbed his burning backside, grimacing. Seeing Song Zhiyuan looking over, he immediately stood up straight and put on a fawning smile.
"B-Big Brother."
Song Zhiyuan let out a cold chuckle.
Song Zhiyu gritted his teeth, plopping to his knees, and said, "Big Brother, I was wrong. If you’re going to punish me, just do it swiftly. I promise I won’t report it to Mother."
"Oh, you tried to climb a wall for an Oiran, and you think you still have the face to complain?" Song Zhiyuan sneered, "Song Zhiyu, you have a lot of nerve."
"Big Brother, Big Brother, I was just out of my mind, talking nonsense," Song Zhiyu crawled forward on his knees, grabbing his leg, and said, "Big Brother, my face isn’t big at all, everyone says my face is small, the size of a palm, where’s it big?"
Song Zhiyuan kicked him lightly, "Get up quickly and speak properly, don’t play stupid here."
"At your command."
Song Zhiyu swiftly stood up straight.
Seeing him reveal a foolish grin, Song Zhiyuan was a bit speechless but squared his expression and said, "Fourth Brother, you are sixteen this year; once the new year starts, you’ll be seventeen, and you’re already eighteen or nineteen according to lunar years."
Seeing his serious expression, Song Zhiyu gradually retracted his smile and nodded slightly.