Bright and young moonlight filtered through the leaves, speckling everything with countless tiny spots; the day's accumulated heat had completely dissipated, and a faint scent of lilacs wafted through the air. Luo Yeshu comfortably stretched, then sniffed and said, "Brother, let's also plant a lilac tree in the Master's courtyard, its overpowering fragrance suits Master's domineering nature."
"Master would punish you if he heard that." Luo Feng hesitated before saying, "Ye'er, it's okay to joke around with me, but don't talk nonsense in front of Nuonuo, girls are sensitive, it's not good."
Luo Ye giggled, "I know you care, I'll be careful in the future." Thinking back to their farewell, when that girl shyly hesitated to look at Luo Feng, Ye'er felt exceptionally thrilled.
"You're always bullying your brother the most." Luo Feng helplessly pinched his sister's little nose: "Nuonuo is your best friend, I remind you for your own good, you naughty little thing."
