It's nothing, just a sibling relationship.
He just brings you breakfast, secretly escorts you home, is jealous of every man who has a good relationship with you, and pretends to be well-behaved. When you are socializing and drunk, I will listen to your crazy talk all night long.
You are number one in the phone book, and you are number one in my heart.
When confessing, I'm sorry: I am the first, sister, your opinion does not count.
My younger brother suddenly grew up from the docile dog-eyed little golden retriever to an arctic wolf that pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger.
My sister was caught off guard, caught off guard.