Sudden Illness?

"Wenchuan, I want to go home."

After walking around with Song Yaoyao for so long and being treated like she was invisible, Song Jingwan felt extremely bored.

Why did she have to stay here and watch Song Yaoyao like a fool?

"Huh? Okay, wait."

Song Wenchuan waved at Song Yaoyao. "Come on, let's go home."

Song Yaoyao wasn't done yet. She ran over reluctantly and asked, "Are we leaving just like this?" 

"What else do you expect?" Song Wenchuan pinched her nose. "Should I buy you a tent so you can camp here tonight?"

"If you want a homeless sister, I don't mind." Song Yaoyao glanced at him sideways.

Song Wenchuan laughed. "Such a sharp tongue!"

He lifted his arms and placed one on each sister as he headed for the parking lot.

On the way home, there was a lot of traffic so they stopped a lot along the way.

"Do you want to come home with us?" Song Wenchuan turned around and asked as he was reversing.