Brother! This is the adoption certificate. I don't want your sister-in-law!

When Su Wan Ning came out of the clothing store, she had a paper bag in her hand, with a pink ribbon tied with a bow at the top, which she clutched tightly in her palm.

Even as the evening breeze blew by, her face was still flushed, and her ears were so hot they could have cooked an egg.

What did the proprietress say again?

"Young lady, you have fair skin, blue looks best on you, I guarantee he won't be able to take his eyes off you."

How could I believe such nonsense?

Not only did they believe it, they also bought the clothes.

Su Wan Ning stuffed the paper bag into her arms again, lowered her head and walked quickly home, as if everyone on the street was watching her, as if everyone knew what was in her bag.

This is so shameful.

A gust of cold wind swept in from the street corner, rustling the trees along the roadside, and a few withered leaves swirled past her feet.

Su Wanning shivered and pulled her jacket zipper up a little.

She remembered the weather forecast said that the temperature would drop significantly starting today, and she would have to remind him to wear the winter coat she had bought for him before when they got back.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound came from the side. She subconsciously took half a step to the side and saw an old man squatting by the roadside, coughing so hard that his face was red, and his spittle flew clearly under the streetlight.

Su Wan Ning held her breath and quickly walked around, then remembered the recent news that the flu season was here and that it was easy to get infected in crowded places.

She thought to herself that she should tell him when she got back, and that he should not go to crowded places.

It's best not to go out; just stay home!

Yes, that's a very good reason!

Su Wanning thought to herself.

The more I thought about it, the happier and more delighted I became, and my steps quickened involuntarily as I headed home.

……

"It's really cold outside, Wan Ning. Are you cold at home? The temperature dropped tonight, remember to cover yourself with an extra blanket when you sleep."

When Su Xiao got home, she was so cold that she stomped her feet repeatedly in the entryway to expel the cold air from her shoes.

The lights were on in the living room, but Su Wan Ning wasn't sitting on the sofa watching TV as usual.

Instead, the kitchen was filled with the clanging of spatulas against iron pots and the sizzling of oil being poured into them, along with the aroma of braised pork ribs.

"Why are you cooking so late today?"

Su Xiao had just changed into her slippers when she suddenly remembered that she had already eaten out with Wu Mengmeng.

Oh well, it won't stop me from having another meal since I've already eaten. I can't waste the food my sister made.

The kitchen door opened, and Su Wanning came out carrying two plates of food.

Su Xiao was stunned.

Su Wan Ning wore a short blue skirt today, the hem of which was just above her knees, with a thin belt of the same color around her waist, and a white knitted cardigan on top.

Her hair wasn't tied up; it was loose over her shoulders, with the ends slightly curled inwards, making her already pale face appear even paler.

She walked to the dining table and put the dishes down, unconsciously tugging at her skirt to pull it down. Her voice was relatively calm, but she didn't dare to look at him: "What are you looking at? Come and eat."

The landlady hadn't lied to me after all; my brother had indeed been watching me the whole time.

The next second, Su Xiao's voice rang out.

"Are you crazy?"

Su Wanning looked up.

Su Xiao kicked off her slippers and strode over to her, her voice a mix of scolding and concern: "Why are you wearing a skirt in this cold weather? Do you know how cold it is outside! What if you catch a cold walking around in this skirt?"

Without saying a word, he took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, covering her completely. Only a small part of her blue skirt was visible under the coat.

He stepped back to look around, then reached out and pulled his coat collar up, muttering to himself, "How old are you? Still acting like a child, prioritizing style over warmth. What if you catch a cold?"

Su Wan Ning's face turned red again.

This time, it wasn't out of shyness, it was out of anger.

She ripped the coat off her shoulders and threw it on the sofa before turning and rushing into the room.

A few seconds later, the door to the room reopened, and Su Wan Ning was wearing a black down jacket that reached her ankles.

With a scarf wrapped around his neck and fluffy slippers on his feet, he looked like a penguin from the Arctic, and strode back to the dining table with a menacing air.

Her face was fierce, her lips were tightly pursed, and her chin was slightly raised, giving off an expression that said, "Try saying that again."

Su Xiao looked her up and down, then nodded in satisfaction: "This is perfect. It prioritizes warmth over style. This is the fine family tradition of the Su family."

Su Wanning's lips twitched slightly.

She originally wanted to argue with him, but her brother wasn't angry at all. Instead, he praised her for looking good in the down jacket.

Forget it, don't be angry!

She silently made a mental note of this incident, sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and deliberately pulled her chair a little further away.

Su Xiao didn't notice at all, turned around and went to the kitchen to wash her hands, humming an off-key song.

Su Wan Ning glanced at him out of the corner of her eye as he rinsed his hands under the tap, completely ignoring the distance she had just pulled up in the chair, which made her even more annoyed.

Brother, can you please pay attention to me?

She pursed her lips and sighed inwardly.

Then he quietly reached out his hand.

He moved Su Xiao's chair closer to himself.

Her movements were very light and slow. After she finished, she immediately withdrew her hand, picked up the bowl and pretended to eat, her eyes fixed on the food, but her ears gradually turned red.

Su Xiao washed her hands, shook off the water droplets, and walked into the living room. She didn't notice anything wrong with their positions and pulled out a chair to sit down.

He picked up a piece of pork rib and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling a compliment: "These pork ribs are pretty good today."

Su Wan Ning hummed in agreement and lowered her head to eat her rice.

The chair was very close to her, so close that he could reach out and touch her shoulder...