Lin Qingluo smiled playfully and jumped down from the eagle's back while holding Hunao, softly landing on the ground.
"Sister."
Lin Yixuan ran over happily, affectionately hugging his sister's arm.
"You, exposed to the harmful sunlight at noon, not even knowing to hide in the shade for a while, your face has turned red."
Lin Qingluo's warm smile appeared as she looked at her younger brother, who had grown taller and now reached her shoulder.
Lin Yixuan's eyes sparkled: "Big brother Lin said that practicing sword under the sun can hone one's will and laziness is not allowed."
"Oh, it's what big brother said?"
Lin Qingluo's eyes flickered, teasing with a smile: "It's rare that you're willing to listen to him, without finding it too hard and crying."
"Sister, Yixuan is already nine years old, I won't cry..."
Lin Yixuan instinctively replied.
"Oh? Yixuan is already nine years old, and won't cry anymore."
Lin Qingluo raised her eyebrows and laughed teasingly.