I...Like You

When Gu Mohan joined her, the hammock started shaking and he took off his black coat, asking, "Did that fellow Lu Yeming make this for you?"

"Why are you calling my younger brother 'fellow'?"

Gu Mohan removed his coat, pulling her hand and placing it above the button of his blazer, wanting her to help him take it off. "Can't I call him that?"

Tang Mo'er unbuttoned his suit with gentle movements while pouting her lips. "My younger brother is now the West Duke. You can't call him that in front of outsiders, what's going to happen if he becomes King and rules the world one day?"

"If that day really arrives, I'm still his elder brother-in-law. Your parents are not here anymore and as his elder sister, you're just like his mother and as his elder brother-in-law, I'm just like his father. Get him to work harder, I can be one rank higher than him."

"…"

What was he saying? Tang Mo'er balled her hands into fists, pummeling him.