"Shouldn't be, Lorne, is she your sister?"
That young lady just now, she appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, still not fully grown!
"Otherwise, do you think he would fancy someone older than him like you?" The male classmate suddenly laughed.
Because Lorne Noah Jackson had parachuted into City Z University, he was about two years younger than his classmates of the same grade.
Sister...
Every time he heard someone say that, Lorne's eyebrows would slightly furrow.
Two years ago, Emily Simpson had also used such an analogy, saying their relationship was almost like that of brothers and sisters.
"She is my future wife." His eyes swept outside the doorway briefly before he spoke indifferently, as if this was just an ordinary matter.
He didn't know when, but he had gradually accepted the outcome that he would marry her in the future.
So, even if they lived together, shared a bed, he never felt it was inappropriate.
