Bi Xia hugged Bi Xiaoyuan, with Bi Xiaohai lying on her shoulder. As they walked, they felt the strange looks from passersby. Bi Xia expressionlessly patted Bi Xiaoyuan, who was pretending to cry with his head buried on her, "You little brat!"
"Still pretending? You totally embarrassed me."
Bi Xiaoyuan twisted his body, his small face buried in Bi Xia's other shoulder, muffled, "That's not true. It's all because Bi Xiaohai is too black. He knew the way but pretended to be a kid. Shame, shame, shame!"
"Woof!" Bi Xiaohai barked, "Nonsense! It's clearly because a certain Little Bun is big but still pretends to be a two-year-old, insisting on being carried by his brother. Look at those legs wrapped around the owner like an octopus, refusing to come down. Shame, shame, shame!"
"It's all your fault!" Bi Xiaoyuan raised his head and bared his teeth at Bi Xiaohai.
"Whine~" Bi Xiaohai whimpered, nuzzling Bi Xia's neck, feeling wronged.
