Wen Jie was telling the servants to serve some fruits when Ye Xicheng went downstairs. He sat down beside his sister and reached out to feel the temperature of the milk that she was drinking.
"You look like you do not trust me, you know that?" Xixi who was half-lying on the sofa let out a little hmph, holding her milk bottle in her hand.
Ye Xicheng took the fruits that were handed to him and thanked the servant. "You have broken my trust too many times; you have proved yourself untrustworthy," Ye Xicheng said solemnly as he looked down at his sister.
Xixi rested her pudgy little legs on Ye Xicheng's lap and gently kicked him. "Where were you, brother?"
"I was resting in the room," said Ye Xicheng blankly.
"Liar! You lie all the time, brother," Xixi declared and handed her empty milk bottle to Ye Xicheng before sitting up on the sofa.
"Did you gain weight, Xixi?" Ye Xicheng asked as he looked at his sister's chubby face.