The determination between Bo Zhi's brows carries a bit of Bo Yan's feel, but the two of them are not the same type of handsome.
After hugging Yuran, he also gave his father, Bo Yan, a hug, "Dad, I'm back."
"Mm."
Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, didn't say much, nor did he express any sentiment of missing him.
Bo Nian was waiting for a hug from her brother, but Bo Zhi didn't plan to hug her, which made Bo Nian angry.
One that couldn't be easily coaxed.
She stood there with hands on her hips, eyes wide open, "Brother, did school make you blind and senseless? Can't you see your invincibly cute and super pretty sister waiting for a hug from you?"
In the past few years, Bo Nian didn't know why, but she let her hair grow very long. It was already long before, and not cutting it for two years made it reach below her hips.
Bo Zhi laughed and hugged her, his hands full of her long hair.
Bo Zhi sighed and patted her head, "Why don't you cut your hair a bit?"
