Qiao Yin was deeply touched and couldn't help but pat Qiao Jiasen's head.
Qiao Jiasen irritably dodged her: "Stop touching me, you can barely reach me and you're still patting my head! I'm not a child anymore. If you continue like this, I'll get angry."
Qiao Yin wasn't scared of him getting mad. After all, they were siblings, and he wouldn't truly get mad at her. Even in her unhappy times, he'd allow her to play with his hair, even if he didn't like it.
She cocked her head slightly and compared heights with Qiao Jiasen; "Qiao Jiasen, have you grown taller again? Why do I feel like I'm even shorter than you now?"
Qiao Jiasen had been busy lately and hadn't paid attention to his height: "I don't know! You always focus on pointless things!"
"How can this be pointless? Which parent wouldn't pay attention to their child's growth? Every inch of growth is something to be happy about!"
"Qiao Haidong doesn't care, and besides, you're not my parent, stop trying to act as one."