"Sister, what's outside Wuluo Mountain?" I buried my head in Taorou's arms and asked dully. "Xiaoyi..." Taorou sighed and patted my back gently, "Isn't it good for Xiaoyi to stay with my sister?"
"Sister, am I going out tomorrow, really?" I held Taorou's hand in surprise, and I couldn't contain my excitement. "Well, yes, Xiaoyi can go out now." Taorou knelt down and stroked my hair with a smile, her eyes seemed to be covered with mist.
"Sister" came a rough shout from behind. Taoyi's brows immediately frowned, her lips instantly turned pale, and she turned to look straight at Mo Ze. Her voice sounded like a thousand years of ice, "Who taught you to call me sister? It's not allowed."
"Sister, come on, kill me." Mo Ze chuckled and held Taoyi's trembling hand, put the ice blade into her palm, and raised it to his neck, "Kill me, sister can..." It seemed that the smile could no longer be maintained, and a large amount of sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes, and tears came out of his eyes.