Lin Moran scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, "Little sister, I'm your future sister-in-law."
An Yuan'er stared wide-eyed at the girl dressed in men's clothing in front of her. She said very seriously, "Mo Ran, my brother is only ten years old. A man can only marry at sixteen, so my brother will have to wait at least six years."
Lin Moran said frankly, "What's the big deal? It's not like I can't wait. I'm queuing up now, so I'll have priority in the admission process."
An Yuan'er blinked. The girl in front of her was just like her—frank, direct, and passionate. An Yuan'er liked being around people like that. But what about her sister-in-law?
An Yuan'er vaguely remembered that her brother's sister-in-law in his previous life was not Lin Moran.
"Mo Ran, my brother has only been at the school for a year, how come you've fallen for him?"
That year, the older brother spent most of his time either in his study or at the martial arts training ground, and An Yuan'er rarely heard the name of a girl from him.
I don't know how my brother, such a clueless guy, managed to attract girls' attention.
Was it really just because of a handsome face? Just as An Yuan'er was conjuring up a dramatic scene in her mind, Lin Moran said, "I like men who are stronger than me. I've arm-wrestled with every boy in school, and none of them have beaten me. Only your brother..."
An Yuan'er remembered that her brother had done farm work since he was a child, so he must be quite strong.
I never expected my brother to win the girl's favor like this, it was really unexpected.
Lin Moran smiled and said, "Little sister, don't worry about what you need in the future, just tell your sister-in-law. She will do everything she can to meet your needs."
Lin Moran called herself "sister-in-law," and it sounded so natural to her.
This girl started cultivating a good relationship with her sister-in-law so far in advance; she has a bright future ahead of her!
The two girls hit it off immediately, and being of similar age, they chatted away.
"Mo Ran, could you teach me martial arts?"
Lin Moran looked at An Yuan'er's small arms and legs, her skin delicate and tender: "Little sister, practicing martial arts requires a lot of hardship. You are a pampered child, you don't need to suffer like this. With me here, I will protect you."
An Yuan'er asked curiously, "Then why does Mo Ran want to learn martial arts? He knows it's so hard."
The girl in front of me became serious: "My mother was a heroine who fought against the Liao. She was defeated by those cruel Liao people. One day, I will kill my enemies and avenge my mother."
The girl is young, but she has great ambitions. She has a rough exterior, but a very delicate heart.
She was clearly a woman, yet she was more capable in combat than any boy. Only she herself knows how much hardship she endured.
The two chatted happily, but halfway through, the older brother and Yi Chenqi returned from outside.
The older brother and Yi Chenqi were evenly matched in all aspects, and while comparing themselves, they also became good friends.
"Yuan'er, you've come." An Huai headed up to her younger sister.
The female tyrant who had previously clamored to protect An Yuan'er suddenly became shy and hid behind An Yuan'er.
An Yuan'er tugged at her hand: "Mo Ran, what's wrong?"
Lin Moran held An Yuan'er's hand tightly, her palms sweaty. She whispered in An Yuan'er's ear, "Yuan'er, I'm nervous. My legs are weak."
It turns out that no matter how strong a girl is, she's the same in front of the person she likes.
An Huaishou greeted Lin Moran generously.
"Miss Lin, you're here too."
"Yes... Ah! An..." Lin Moran stammered without realizing it.
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