"Sixteenth Senior Brother can cry?" Xing Jiuan said in disbelief.
"Why can't he cry? It's all because you're naughty and scared him." Mu Qing's voice was affectionate.
Xing Jiuan covered her face. She could no longer remember what had happened back then, and out of habit, she had said that he would hit her. However, everyone knew that she was joking.
In Xing Jiuan's impression, Sixteenth Senior Brother, who was four or five years older than her, was not easy to provoke. He was not gentle at all.
However, she now knew that Sixteenth Senior Brother was just a tsundere1.
However, how could such a young child know what a tsundere was?
She only knew that Sixteenth Senior Brother did not seem to like her very much. Although Sixteenth Senior Brother was especially good-looking and very compatible with Little Xing Jiuan's standards of beauty, she still did not get close to him.
Later on, when Sixteenth Senior Brother would curry favor with her, little Xing Jiuan would also play with him.
However, Sixteenth Senior Brother did not like to smile and would always attack her.
Her self-esteem was hurt and she did not like playing with him anymore.
Then, Senior Brother Sixteen would try to please her again.
Thinking about it now, it still felt very childish.
However, Sixteenth Senior Brother crying…
Xing Jiuan had never thought about it before.
Master's disciples did not cry much.
Even the youngest Xing Jiuan was the same.
Sixteenth Senior Brother was so proud and arrogant. How could he have such a past?
However, she was indeed naughty when she was young.
One time, she had scraped a big chunk of her arm and leg.
Xing Jiuan had yet to cry when her senior sister had scolded her while crying.
The little girl was so frightened that she had held back her tears.
Then, she had endured the pain and comforted her senior sister.
At that time, she had felt so pitiful!
"Did Sixteenth Senior Brother really cry back then?" Xing Jiuan asked curiously.
Mu Qing drove steadily. "Ask him yourself. Aren't you going to meet soon?"
Xing Jiuan was silent for a moment. "Then Sixteenth Senior Brother's self-esteem will be hurt!"
She sounded so self-righteous.
As if she was especially considerate of Sixteenth Senior Brother.
It was as if she was not afraid that the other party would glare at her and scold her.
"I think he would prefer you to ask him instead of me." Mu Qing continued to smile.
"You know…"
Mu Qing only smiled and did not speak.
"Then how did I scare him so much back then?" Xing Jiuan changed the topic.
She had almost scared Sixteenth Senior Brother to tears?
It sounded unbelievable!
What on earth had she done at that time?
Xing Jiuan did not have much of an impression of him. She only remembered the look in Sixteenth Senior Brother's eyes when he hit her palm with a chopstick.
Serious, cold, and a little… fearful.
"You were playing with a kitchen knife. You said you wanted to cook for everyone."
Mu Qing felt a little fearful as he recalled it.
"When you were chopping meat, you almost chopped off your little paws."
Xing Jiuan was stunned. "…I almost chopped off my hands?"
"Yeah, your little paws."
Xing Jiuan thought about it and still did not come up with any memories.
"They are hands."
Mu Qing only smiled and did not speak.
Xing Jiuan touched her hand. "Was Sixteenth Senior Brother frightened by this matter?"
"Yes."
Mu Qing could still remember that time.
At that time, Little Xing Jiuan was still Little Xing Se.
The little girl was not even five years old and had yet to get to know Lu Jiunan.
Sixteenth was not even ten years old. He was still a little kid.
When he saw that scene with his own eyes, he had immediately run over and taken the knife away. Then, he had brought her to the courtyard and hit the little girl's palm with chopsticks.