Lian Qingyang's eyes were red and swollen, looking just like a pitiful little rabbit. Moreover, with Lian Qingyang's poor and pitiable appearance, he really resembled a Husky acting coquettishly toward its owner.
"Sister Xiao Yue, dad said that if you don't want to accept the gift, he will deduct my allowance." Lian Qingyang pulled Tang Yue's hand, exaggeratingly said: "Sister Xiao Yue, if I don't have any pocket money, I won't be able to eat roasted duck from Zuixiang Building this month, nor the crab roe buns from Fenglai, also, my games, I won't be able to play them."
"Sister Xiao Yue, you wouldn't just stand by and watch me be this pitiful, right?" Lian Qingyang knew Tang Yue had a soft heart, he really acted like a little brother being spoiled by his own sister in front of Tang Yue.
No, even closer than a real sister.
