In the middle of the night, waking up for a drink of water, I noticed someone in the kitchen. As I drew closer, it turned out to be Guilong as a child, drinking milk. "Hmph! If I wasn't so clever and tricked that idiot Xian Tian into letting me out, given my current strength, I wouldn't have been able to get out at all. Damn Dragon Seal," he muttered softly.
"Hmph! One day, this body will belong completely to me, and then you bunch of fools can just wait to face my wrath. Ahahaha... hahaha..."
Little Guilong laughed arrogantly while drinking his milk.
"It's already very late, if you're this loud, you'll wake everyone up," young Xia Ling said in her squeaky, childish voice.
Having come down for a drink of water, Xia Ling gently reminded Guilong, who was laughing out loud while drinking milk.
"Yo, isn't this that idiot Xian Tian's little sister? She actually fits my aesthetic. Come on, big bro will take you out to play," Guilong said to Xia Ling with an arrogant, cocky expression.
A six-year-old little cutie dressed in head-to-toe leather trying to act cool, yet still sporting a chubby little face and speaking in a baby voice.
Xia Ling was completely charmed by this little milk-drinking Guilong trying to act tough: "Hahaha, you're way too kawaii! Your name is Guilong, right?"
"Stinking brat, I am this cool and stylish, and you dare call me kawaii! You're dead!"
"And what does kawaii mean?"
Little Xia Ling: "It means cute."
Feeling like she was making fun of him, he immediately rushed over, wanting to hit Xia Ling.
Seeing the milk-drinking little dragon rush over angrily to hit her, Xia Ling smiled and quickly said, "Don't be mad. Come here, I'll treat you to some milk~"
"To show my sincerity, from now on I'll treat you to all kinds of milk. Guilong Second Brother~ Just let me off this hook this time~"
Hearing Xia Ling call him Guilong Second Brother, the little dragon froze for a second, thinking: Guilong Second Brother? This idiot little sister actually called me Second Brother?
Why does hearing her call me Second Brother make me feel a little happy inside? Recovering his wits, the milk-drinking dragon pretended not to care and asked, "Stinking brat, why are you calling me Second Brother?"
Little Guilong looked shyly at Xia Ling, while Xia Ling said with a straight face: "Because Xian Tian is my Second Brother, and you share a body with Xian Tian, which makes you my Second Brother too, right?"
"So, you and Xian Tian are both my Second Brother, I'm right to call you Second Brother, aren't I?"
Watching the somewhat bewildered little Guilong, Xia Ling smiled secretly and continued:
"Don't tell me... you want to be my younger brother??"
"Well, I suppose that's not out of the question. From now on I'll be the older sister, and you can be the younger brother. Anyway, I don't have a little brother, having you as a little brother would be pretty nice."
Hearing Xia Ling say she wanted to be the older sister and make him the younger brother, the milk-drinking dragon panicked: "Hmph! In your dreams. Wanting to be this lord's older sister? Impossible. Honestly just be my little sister."
Looking at Xia Ling, the milk-drinking dragon said with a fake expression of reluctance:
"Seeing as you barely pass muster according to my aesthetic standards, I'll generously deign to acknowledge you as my little sister."
Watching the little milk-drinking dragon clearly feeling very pleased with himself on the inside while pretending to be indifferent on the outside.
Xia Ling thought to herself: This cocky little milk-drinking dragon, clearly he's thrilled, yet he puts on such a reluctant act. What a disobedient little milk-drinking dragon, ahahaha...
Seeing that there was a younger sister in this family who acknowledged his existence, Guilong felt extremely happy inside. Remembering what Xia Ling had just said about treating him to something to drink, he said to Xia Ling:
"Didn't you just say you were going to treat me to milk? I'll give you a chance."
"Bring the milk over here."
Clearly caring deeply about family, yet always treated differently, he could only pretend not to care.
Xia Ling smiled secretly as she pulled a bottle of yogurt from the fridge and placed it in the dragon's hand. "Here you go. Since I promised to treat you to all kinds of milk, try this yogurt—I guarantee it tastes even better than milk."
The dragon looked at the yogurt in his hand, a bottle labeled "Yogurt".
"This is yogurt?" The dragon frowned at the white liquid in his hand, which didn't look much different from milk.
Xia Ling nodded and looked at the dragon, saying, "Yeah, this is yogurt. Don't tell me you've never had it before?"
Hearing this, the dragon felt a jolt inside, but put on a calm front and said, "Hmph! Who do you take me for? How could this lord have never had it? Of course I've had it."