Elinor looked at the teenager standing at the door in disbelief. Kemp, who is only sixteen years old, is taller than she. He is tall and thin, carrying his luggage, like a charming boy who just came back.
He grinned. "I haven't seen me for years. After seeing me, are you so excited?"
She came over in surprise, "You grow much taller! Have you finished studying abroad?"
"Yeah."
He nodded and said, "Foreign girls are much more outstanding than you, Elinor. You have lost weight. I thought you were still fat."
"How dare you talk to me like that?"
Elinor puffed out her cheek. "It seems that you have not converged when you go abroad!"
"Yes, nobody abroad controlled me at all."
Kemp threw his luggage on the sofa, directly pulled Elinor over and held her with his arms. He stared at her mixed-race gray-green eyes for a while with his black pupils, then reached out and rubbed her hair. "Elinor, I think you are more like a foreigner than me. It seems that you are the biological daughter of Dad."
After all, Quincy is of mixed race.
"Bah, you were picked up by Dad from the trash can."
Elinor lost her reason. "Let go of me! You're bolder."
"Haha, Haven't you known me clearly since I was a child?"
He sat on the sofa with her. "Have you missed me in recent years?"
Elinor instinctively shook her head.
Kemp pretended to be angry. "For we're not related..."
"Yes."
Elinor broke free from his arms. Young as he is, he is still strong. Her arms turned red for his pull. "You grow up. We can't be so intimate like before."
"But you're my sister."
Kemp put on a sad look. "I know you don't see me as your brother for I was adopted."
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