Limited to 500 words, "Brother Yikuan, wait for me." I stood still and pouted with dissatisfaction, my eyebrows knitted together, and I looked at the little boy in front of me who ran much faster than me. His name was Li Yikuan, and he was twelve years old at that time.
"Rong Rong, hurry up, or you won't be able to catch up with your new sister!" Li Yikuan stood a few meters away and shouted at me. I was really dissatisfied and felt a little angry.
"Brother Yikuan, do you really want to see that new sister?" I couldn't explain it, and I felt a little sour at the time.
"No way, I have Rongrong." He ran over with a smile and held my little hand, "Rongrong, don't be angry, I'm just curious."
Looking at his smiling face, I touched my nose dissatisfied, and suddenly turned my hand and grabbed Li Yikuan's nose: "Haha, brother Yikuan, you can only play with me, you are mine!" I kept pushing Li Yikuan's nose up to make a nose like Zhu Bajie's.
"Are you happy now?" Li Yikuan looked at my happy smiling face and laughed. He was not angry that I played with his nose.
"Yes!" I nodded happily and let Li Yikuan pull me forward.