Ye Shui-ink only came to his waist, hugged him and cried. It was not clear whether it was because of grandma's crying, grandpa's crying or brother's crying.

Ye Miao's body is a little stiff, his soft touch in his arms makes him feel a little overwhelmed, and his anger just filled with surprise and shock.

Feeling his shirt wet, the little man holding his clothes was crying so sadly that he reached out and patted his flesh on the back. "Don't cry."

Ye Shui-mo knew that her brother let her not cry, and finally saw her brother, absolutely not to cry, to obey!

She rubbed in her sun-scented arms, bit...