Xiao Jinhan lowered his eyes to look at him, his chestnut-colored pupils were like a deep pool, with a magical power that made people unable to move their eyes.

"sixteen."

Tang Yaoyao: "......???"

She was taken aback for a moment, looked at him with her eyes wide open, closed her eyes bewilderedly, and then asked, "Pomegranate?"

When did you think of giving her such a nickname?

Xiao Jinhan's eyes were dark, his throat moved up and down, and his voice was quiet, revealing a somewhat imperceptible softness: "Number sixteen."

Tang Yaoyao: "..."

She was thinking why she should be called that way.

After I was puzzled for a while, I suddenly remembered that when I counted my brother, there were fifteen.

These fifteen are all her brothers, so she is the sixteenth.

sixteen……

This title is not special, but inexplicably there is a very kind feeling, as if it has narrowed the distance with him invisibly.

In her thoughts, she raised her eyes to look at him again, her eyebrows were handsome and charming, her profile was very handsome, and her temperament was too cold. It was really hard for her to imagine what it would be like to call Yaoer from him... …

This is a very common name.

If he wants him to call her baby, dear...

Tang Yaoyao couldn't help but shudder. She couldn't stand it herself to tell the truth, and Xiao Si'er couldn't say it.

She smiled, her eyes crooked, cute and charming: "Okay, you like it~"

"Ok."

Xiao Jinhan looked at her alluring cheeks. In his memory, her cheeks seemed to have always been smiles of all kinds, his eyes sinking slightly: "Sixteen."

Tang Yaoyao tilted her head to look at him: "Huh?"

"Your smile is too fake."

Tang Yaoyao was slightly startled, did he think that her performance was not real?

"Mom, I will find a way to make her no longer prejudice against you." Xiao Jinhan said again, although her voice was low, she was very serious.

He turned the topic again to what happened today.

I wanted to laugh, but suddenly, he got closer, and the unique aura that belonged to him came to his face, faint, clear, and good-smelling, especially the deceptive blue musk aura.

She blinked: "Actually..."

He lightly patted the little hand holding his arm: "Sixteen, give me some time."

Obviously a very flat voice, at this moment, it gave her a very special taste, like something overflowing, and then it gradually filled her heart, a little bit of pain was wrapped in warmth, and for a while, it turned to the tip of her nose. Sour.

He seemed to be able to see through her mind, which made her feel uneasy, but she was moved inexplicably.

Tang Yaoyao pressed his thumb and index finger and twisted it directly on his arm, with a fierce look: "Old Si'er Xiao! Why do you always like to break me?"

What a bastard.

Xiao Jinhan looked at the position she had twisted: "We are dating, right?"

"Yes."

His eyes were full of seriousness: "We are in love, aren't we?"

"correct."

Tang Yaoyao looked at him suspiciously, then blinked a pair of charming and beautiful fox eyes, expressing deep suspicion in his heart.

Isn't it true that love is sweet?

Why does she feel that she is in a relationship like a prisoner being tried? ? ?

The difference is that when he asked about this last night, he was cold and cold, but now, there is a kind of warmth and tenderness, and his usual noble and arrogant gestures are not lost.

This made her more confused: "Didn't we talk about it last night? Why do you ask again today?"

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