Having said that, Lin Xiaoran didn't wait for a reply before snatching the drink out of his hand and downing it in one gulp.
"There, finished. Now you can scram."
Lin Xiaoran dumfoundedly stared at the empty cup in his hand; it took a while before he realized what had just happened.
"Hey! That was the warm milk I prepared for my sister, not for you!"
However, the door in front of him had already been closed by Gu Yuheng, his voice shut out.
Damn, this garbage brother-in-law!
Lin Xiaoran could only dejectedly return to his own room.
...
The third day.
It was still after nine o'clock at night when the door was knocked on again.
Lin Xiaoran stood outside the door, hands clasped behind his back, grinning: "Sis, wanna come out and chat?"
This time, he indeed had nothing in his hands.
Gu Yuheng, somewhat helplessly: "Your sister is getting ready for bed. Don't involve her in activities after nine o'clock."
