Shi Nuan choked, "You really got addicted to calling yourself that, huh? Don't forget Nianyang also calls you 'ge'. You trying to make it so I can't even look this form of address in the eye in the future?"
"That's different." Chu Zhan raised his brows, lazily curling his lips into a smile, blatant seduction written all over it. "Nianyang is my real little sister. I'm your qing-gege."
As soon as those words fell, a rush of heat followed her veins straight up to her head.
How could he—how could he be so shamelessly blunt?
Yeah, people were all about free love nowadays, but who dared to be so bold as to keep "qing-gege" on the tip of their tongue?
This show-off of a man!
Shi Nuan bit out his name hard, "Chu Zhan!"
Chu Zhan's lips curved higher. He reached out to touch her lower lip, rubbing it lightly, teasing and lazy. "Don't bite. That belongs to ge. Only I get to bite. If you bite it and ruin it, I'll be too heartbroken to settle the score with you."
