"Why, why? Can't we walk together hand in hand?" he blurted out indignantly.
"It feels weird!" the younger twin muttered, his face full of disdain.
The older twin did not understand it. "What's weird?"
Youyou shot him a silent glance.
We're boys; why would we hold hands?! It feels weird to hold another boy's hand.
"Let's hold hands! Hold hands, hold hands!"
The older boy pouted at his silence.
Annoyed, the younger one said, "Mu Yichen, don't make a fuss!"
The older lad was unhappy now. Holding his injured heart, he softly uttered, "I'm not making a fuss; I just want to hold your hand."
The other coolly retorted, "Are you a pervert?"
"You're the perverted one!"
Little Yichen argued as he leaned over.
"Let's hold hands!"
"I don't want!"
"Let's hold hands!"
Youyou fell into silence.
He could feel a headache coming on.
This little lad had actually learned how to act spoiled; who did he learn from? He should know that, with regard to acting spoiled, he himself was the originator!
Would he fall for his tricks?
He ignored his older brother and went forward alone.
However, he should also know that Little Yichen was trained by a certain man. Would refusing and not giving in work?
Therefore, with no further ado, the older boy chased him and snatched his soft, fleshy hand sans giving him a chance to object.
Startled by the sudden action, Youyou struggled to pull away his hand.
The other boy held on tightly to it, though. The further he struggled, the tighter he held.
The younger lad lost his patience and fumed, "Mu Yichen, release my hand!"
"Not letting go!"
"I'll bite you if you don't let go!"
Since the older one was playing a scoundrel, he would act like a jerk!
His older brother was undaunted, though, and he even challenged, "I won't let go even if you bite me!"
Previously, during the Ferris wheel ride, his younger brother tightly tugged at his hand. Even though Little Yichen risked dislocation, he endured up until the end without releasing his hand.
He would never release his hand even if the younger one bit him.
He just wanted to hold his hand.
Seeing the determination on his face, Youyou simply gave up.
He was merely scaring him when he said that he wanted to bite him!
Still, this lad was unafraid at all.
This was inevitable!
The older boy had been receiving training with the special forces since he was much younger and had all sorts of experience. Naturally, he was fearless and did not know how to cower.
His wish was fulfilled as he held his younger brother's hand and walked alongside him.
His hands were a size bigger than Youyou's. Therefore, he could easily wrap his little hand in his palm.
His younger brother's hand was so soft.
He could not help kneading his palm. He had a cat soft toy back at the Mu residence. Whenever he was bored, he liked to hug it and knead its paws.
His brother's little hand felt much better than that cat's paws.
It was warm, soft, and very cute!
Alas, the younger boy's hand was very sensitive. He was easily tickled and shrank inwardly at the older one's kneading.
Eventually, he shot daggers at him, warning him not to overdo it! Letting Little Yichen hold his little hand was already a big concession on his part!
Receiving his warning, the older boy stopped his kneading.
"Youyou, what would you like to eat?"
"I have no idea."
Let's walk around and take a look, then!
The younger one did not know what he wanted to eat now; that earlier pang of hunger he had strongly felt at the hospital was not so obvious now.
Passing by a Western restaurant, the older one tugged on his hand. "Youyou, let's have a Western meal!"