Wu Jie and Yana were chatting, and they didn't notice when a small meat dumpling crawled over to their feet.
Danmin came over, looked up and smiled at Wu Jie. The milk that she had just drunk flowed out from the corners of her mouth, and a rich smell of milk hit her face.
Wu Jie frowned, "You can't laugh when you're drinking."
Danmin looked at him curiously, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Yana took out a piece of paper, wiped the milk on her bib, and went to take the bottle from her hand. Danmin became fierce again.
"Is she your younger sister?" Wu Jie pinched Danmin's face and asked Yana,
Yana nodded and said, "Danmin is still young and doesn't understand much. Ajie, don't be angry." Yana felt a little embarrassed when she saw Danmin pulling at Wu Jie's arm. She wanted to take Danmin away, but she remembered that the prince didn't like others touching him.
"It's okay, auntie, it's okay as long as she's my sister." Wu Jie smiled, picked up Dan Min and put her next to him, "Call me brother——"
Danmin didn't know him and just kept laughing.
Wu Jie pinched her chin and frowned, "Why does she keep laughing? She looks so silly."
"Ajie." Nanxi reminded him, "My sister is just sick, and she smiles at you because she likes you."
"Are you sick? What's wrong?"
"She has been abused and has some psychological problems. She will unconsciously try to please others and has obvious signs of being domesticated." Nanxi tried to make things simple and easy to understand.
Wu Jie's face immediately darkened. "Is Uncle Zhan dead?"
"Ajie, don't talk like that." Nanxi quickly stopped him.
Wu Jie said nothing. He lowered his head and pinched Dan Min's cheek. "Come on, brother will take you out to play."
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