Yishui felt that what Qin Shou said made sense, so she scooted over and carefully reached out her little hand to touch Qin Shou's face, her expression as if a pauper were touching a piece of antique porcelain, terrified that too much force might break it and ruin her financially.
Qin Shou felt as if he had just taken a hundred thousand points of critical damage and swatted the little girl's hand away, "Alright, enough touching, I really, really really really am real. Anyway, what are you doing here? Where's your brother?"
As soon as Yishan was mentioned, Yishui puffed up her cheeks with a sulky pout, "Don't know!"
Qin Shou said in surprise, "You don't know?"
Yishui nodded vigorously with a forlorn expression, "Yeah, he said something and then just ran off, didn't even wait for me."
Qin Shou asked again, "Then how come you're here?"
Yishui said as if it were obvious, "Cause this is my home."