The two-year-old Gu Xiangwan, who was babbling and learning to speak, saw such a beautiful and dazzling little boy for the first time, and kissed him in a hazy state. Gu Xiangwan, who was celebrating her sixteenth birthday, stood up on tiptoes and kissed Lin Yihan, who had just put on the necklace for her, and said: Thank you for your gift, this is my return gift to you. Twenty-four-year-old Gu Xiangwan was pushed to the bed by the indifferent Lin Yihan: "Gu Xiangwan, how many men are there by your side? I didn't expect you to be so unwilling to be lonely in the past eight years when I was gone. In that case, why not consider me first? Apart from those eight years of unhappiness, we still have fourteen years of happy time. Besides, what about them? Who knows you better than I do? We started sleeping together when you were two years old, and you gave me your first kiss. In that case, why not give her your first night too, okay?" Gu Xiangwan never admitted that Lin Yihan, who was staying at her house, was her brother. She only called him Yihan. It was her only Yihan and her love. But he never thought that the first time he called him brother would be in such a desperate situation.