“Sister Mu Yu, I like you.” Little Lin Xiangbei's big eyes brimmed with affection.
“I like you too.” Mu Yu responded just as warmly to the little boy's affection.
“Xiaoyu, I think I've really fallen for you.” In his teens, Lin Xiangbei didn't know what to do about the person he liked, so he stubbornly confessed his feelings.
“Don't joke around, little brother. You're so young. Focus on your studies.” Mu Yu didn't take Lin Xiangbei's words to heart, brushing them off calmly.
“Mu Yu, you're in my future.” Adult Lin Xiangbei looked at Mu Yu, who seemed even smaller beneath him, and his gaze darkened.
“...” Faced with Lin Xiangbei now, Mu Yu clearly could no longer stay composed.
Is this a bold, straightforward pursuit of love, with a kind older sister won over by her younger admirer, or a flirtatious little fox who has her little brother wrapped around her finger? We can't know for sure. We'll have to wait and see what Mu Yu does.
