My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Little Crybaby!-Chapter 220: No Bottom Line, No Principles, No Limits

Xu Jiayan twitched the corner of his mouth. The little girl was becoming increasingly shameless. Not wanting to listen to the girl’s excuses for herself, he stretched out his hand towards her and said, "Hand it over!"

"Brother Yan is the best." The girl’s eyes lit up immediately, and she scurried over to hand over her homework book, coupled with a bunch of flattery.

"Bro, bro, I have mine too." Xu Jinyan, who had been lurking outside the door, immediately ran in with a pile of homework upon hearing this.

Xu Jiayan gave him a cool glance, "Do you also have a deceased relative?"

Xu Jinyan choked up for a moment, then looked at Jiang Yuan and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, saying, "Jiang Xiaoyuan and I are as close as siblings; her grandpa is my grandpa. Our grandpa has passed away, how could I not be sad?"

Xu Jiayan: ...

"First, take your hand off." Xu Jiayan said with a headache.

"Uh..." Xu Jinyan froze for a second before he realized what was happening and hurriedly let go of Jiang Yuan.

But wow, his brother’s jealousy was too strong! It was just a casual arm over the shoulder. He had always treated Jiang Xiaoyuan like a sister... no, more like an esteemed ancestor.

Xu Jiayan looked at the two of them with a pained expression, "Okay then, just put it there!"

Jiang Yuan felt a bit guilty seeing the pile of homework on the table.

Brother Yan had to do so much homework all by himself, which seemed too hard, so she said, "I’ll stay and do it with Brother Yan. If I do more, Brother Yan can do less."

The girl had a considerate look, as if she was genuinely thinking of the other person.

Xu Jiayan didn’t know whether to be touched or to find it funny.

Didn’t the girl think about why he had to work so hard in the first place?

"Alright, you two go out!" Without her around, maybe he could work a bit faster.

"Oh!" They began to move towards the door, but at the doorway, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but stop and turn around, asking persistently, "Are you sure you don’t need my help?"

She was very serious about wanting to stay and help. Very, very serious.

Xu Jiayan: "No need!"

"Alright!" Jiang Yuan wanted to say more, but the next second, she was dragged out of his brother’s room by Xu Jinyan, "My brother can finish it by himself, come play games with me."

Jiang Yuan rolled her eyes at him, "Next time do your own homework."

"Why should I?" Young Master Xu contested, "If my brother can do it for you, why can’t he do it for me?" He was his real brother, and they were real siblings who shared the same blood.

If anyone was an outsider, it was her.

It was only right for his brother to help him.

Jiang Yuan struck home, "Without me, do you think Brother Yan would help you with your homework?"

No way, his brother would more likely give him a scolding on behalf of the teacher.

Remembering this, Young Master Xu couldn’t help staring at her with a look as if he was looking at a female demon, "What kind of love potion did you feed my brother?" He agreed to such a request, which was simply without limits, without principles, shameless.

If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he couldn’t even dare to think about it.

So, it wasn’t wrong to say that he was basking in her reflected glory.

Jiang Yuan glared back, "Can’t you speak properly? Can’t it be that I conquered Brother Yan with my personal charm?"

Young Master Xu said with disdain, "What charm could you possibly have that I don’t know about? Could it be that he likes your tendency to cry, to fuss, and to act?" As he said this, he began to wonder if his brother was ill.

The illness being called masochism.