A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

The boy's mouth opened and closed, cursing nonstop.

But the remaining two people in the room had already made preparations and blocked out all the sounds around them in advance.

After scolding for a while, the young man stopped with his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at his two fellow brothers and sisters who did not respond and seemed to not hear what he said at all.

A pair of wolf-like eyes stared at the two of them.

Bei Wan raised his eyes, looked at Fourth Senior Brother with a pair of pure and harmless eyes, blinked and tilted his head, then handed the throat-soothing fruit tea that he had prepared in advance to the young man.

"Brother, you must be thirsty. Have some tea."

The little girl's sweet and soft voice, coupled with this thoughtful action, really seemed like she was trying to please him.

The young man let out a low sigh, and his temper, which was about to explode, subconsciously subsided a lot. This was good enough.

"In this college competition, remember to be careful."

Bei Wan and Meng Shiwu both looked at Qi Youqing who had spoken.

"Brother... did you feel something?" Bei Wan asked.

Qi Youqing sighed lightly and lowered his eyes. His long eyelashes hid the emotions in his eyes. He just stroked the wall of the cup with the hand holding the teacup, seeming a little uneasy.

"I can't predict the specifics, but I can feel that something is bound to go wrong during this college competition."

This feeling of uneasiness has been haunting him for a long time.

Although such news only needs to be passed to Bei Wan and there is no need to risk meeting him, I still miss him after all.

I want to meet my junior sister, and also take a look at my junior brother who is prone to causing trouble.

The food was served quickly. The little girl ate quietly. Qi Youqing picked up his chopsticks very slowly, and most of the time his attention was on his junior sister.

Meng Shiwu's eyes rolled around, and it was obvious that he was not holding his fart well.

When Qi Youqing was picking up some food, the young man casually reached out for the plate of stir-fried potato shreds. He pushed the potato shreds that Qi Youqing was supposed to pick up with his chopsticks, causing them to become pieces of ginger.

Qi Youqing really didn't care that there were small pieces of ginger on the plate.

After taking a bite, all his thoughts came back and concentrated on the tip of his tongue. His face changed slightly and he was about to cover his mouth with a handkerchief and spit it out, but he heard the sneer of the boy next to him.

At that moment, Qi Youqing changed his mind and swallowed the Lingjiang silk. He looked at Meng Shiwu and asked, "Did you do this?"

"Yeah! Of course it's me!"

The young man admitted it proudly, but we had to ignore his extremely reluctant expression. It was obvious from his expression that his frank admission was not from the heart.

Qi Youqing, who used the power of words, sneered, and he knew that his guess was correct.

Seeing that the two brothers were about to start a secret quarrel again, Bei Wan, who was eating from his bowl, finally looked up at them and said, "Can you eat properly?"

Don't get too impatient and overturn the dining table for her.

The two people who were scolded by the junior sister: ...

The meal ended harmoniously under Bei Wan's supervision.

Qi Youqing couldn't stay for long. Before he left, he turned around, bent down and hugged the little girl reluctantly: "Be careful."

Bei Wan stood on tiptoe, rested his round little chin on his brother's shoulder, and patted his brother on the back: "I will! Be careful too, brother!"

Looking at the brothers and sisters who were reluctant to part and bid farewell, the young man standing against the wall next to them let out a low sigh again.

"Don't leave yet!"

Qi Youqing glanced at the boy who had not yet fully recovered his memory but had already learned most of his annoying habits: "You'd better live well!"

Meng Shiwu, who was leaning lazily against the wall, suddenly stood up straight.

"Tsk! Nonsense, why don't I just live a good life!" He paused for a moment and gave Qi Youqing a defiant look, expressing his disdain to the fullest: "You have a mouth, but it's a pity that you can't speak!"

Qi Youqing and Bei Wan: …

For a moment, I didn't know who had a mouth, but unfortunately he couldn't speak.

Bei Wan walked up to Meng Shiwu, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and signaled him not to be so angry.

"Brother, we are leaving, take care!"

Qi Youqing nodded and looked at his junior sister with tenderness in his eyes.

After Bei Wan turned on the shielding magic weapon and took Meng Shiwu away.

Qi Youqing sat quietly in his seat, took out the Frost Crossing Snow Sword, wiped it gently, and then pointed the sharp sword tip directly at the upper right corner of the wall.

"come out!"