Yun Ya’s chest hurt, and he didn’t want to talk to him.
"You really made a splash last night, National Goddess, that’s the nickna netizens have given you. From now on, I’ll have to deal with so many rivals...." His tone was full of grievance.
"You’re the National Male God, and I’m the National Goddess, a match made in heaven," Yun Ya said hoarsely.
Yan Song smiled, "A match made in heaven, indeed."
"Was tonight’s incident with Kang Jinxian orchestrated by you?" Yan Song asked, knowing in his heart that he had the answer but still wanting to hear it from her.
Yun Ya closed her eyes and gave a light "Mhm."
Yan Song sighed and held her frail body tightly, "What have you been shouldering all by yourself? I feel like my role as your boyfriend is redundant."
"Your role is to be a good man for , got it?" Yun Ya declared confidently.
Yan Song chuckled, "Your man, hmm?"
Yun Ya felt a little better, raised her head from his embrace, but her hand was busy, "Let see if little brother has been behaving lately."
Yan Song grunted and tightened his grip on her arm, "You...."
Yun Ya giggled, "Look, it’s greeting . This ans it missed too, haha."
As soon as Yun Ya finished speaking, she suddenly felt the world spin, pinned tightly under Yan Song, "Hey, what are you going to do...."
All her words were blocked by his mouth.
The quiet night flowed silently, and the young couple sought comfort for their longing and desire in the intertwining of their bodies, as the night deepened.
When Yun Ya woke up in the morning, she felt like she had been run over by a large truck. She propped herself up to sit, her clothes intact but severely wrinkled.
She glanced around, "Where’s Brother Yan?"
Just then, the door opened, and Yan Song returned with stead buns and porridge, smiling as he saw Yun Ya, "Awake already, hurry up...."
Yun Ya threw a pillow at him, "Bastard."
Yan Song dodged agilely to the side, avoiding the pillow perfectly, and teased with a smile, "You’d have been heartbroken if it had broken."
Yun Ya glared at him when suddenly the bedroom door swung open, and Miaomiao staggered out rubbing her eyes, plopped down next to Yun Ya, and rested her head on Yun Ya’s shoulder, closing her eyes again.
Suddenly, Miaomiao sat up straight, giving Yun Ya a strange look, then sniffed around her like a dog, her nose exploring Yun Ya.
He detected a strange scent on her.
No...
Suddenly, he turned his head towards Yan Song, his eyebrows tightly furrowed; the scent ca from this man.
He didn’t understand the relations between n and won, so he couldn’t think that far; it was just his instinct that disliked this scent.
Yun Ya’s face changed slightly, but she quickly smiled and said to Miaomiao, "Woke up? How did you sleep last night?"
Yun Miao turned to sign to Yun Ya.
[Go take a shower, you sll bad]
Yun Ya helplessly said, "Alright, alright, I’m going now."
Miaomiao’s nose was too sensitive; it seed she would have to be more careful in the future. And she was lucky Miaomiao wasn’t fully developed ntally, so he couldn’t think too much; otherwise... She imagined if Miaomiao were a normal person, today’s events wouldn’t have gone over so easily.
Yun Ya went to the bathroom to shower while Yan Song busied himself in the kitchen.
As soon as Yan Song turned around, he was startled by the sight of Yun Miao, who had appeared behind him like a ghost.
Yun Miao’s eyes were fixed on him, wary as if Yan Song were so sort of threat.
Yan Song smiled, "Miaomiao, what’s wrong?"
Yun Miao sohow produced a piece of paper and held it up to Yan Song’s face; it bore a ssage in neat handwriting.
[If you bully Yaya, I will never forgive you]
Just as Yan Song was about to take the paper, Yun Miao quickly pulled it back and stuffed it in his pocket.
Yan Song couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Miaomiao, you’re misunderstanding . How could I ever bully Yaya?"
Yun Miao huffed and pulled out another pre-written note [I don’t like you, not at all... not at all, you’re not welco in our ho]
He had guessed right; this kid was sly. He had one act in front of Yun Ya and another behind her back; he even suspected his "simple-minded" act was all a facade.
Trying to drive away? No chance, not even a crack in the window.
It seems this kid doesn’t respond to soft tactics, so he had to be tricked.
Yan Song said with a smile, "Miaomiao, I’m afraid I’m going to disappoint you. Yaya personally handed the keys to your house. As you know, Yaya is picky with food, and since she returned to the country, she only eats what I cook. If you want to starve Yaya, then I’ll never show up in front of you again."
With a heavy sigh, he untied his apron and turned to leave.
As he reached the door, Yun Miao hurried after him, blocking his path, and bit his lip, looking at him. After hesitating for a while, he wrote on a piece of paper [Fine then, I’ll allow you to stay in our house, but you can only be a nanny]
A nanny? Only Ji Yunmiao could co up with sothing like that.
Yan Song smiled resignedly, "Fine, I’ll be the nanny for you siblings; are you satisfied now?"
Only then did Yun Miao smirk with pride and pointed to the kitchen, looking bossy.
Yan Song turned around resigned, "This uncle is tough to deal with; life’s going to be tough from here on out."
He rembered the ti he had fought with Yun Ya when they were kids because he called Yun Miao a deaf-mute, angering Yun Ya and sparking a fight.
So, was this his couppance?
Yan Song didn’t know that these were, in fact, the happiest tis.
He couldn’t even imagine what kind of tornt Miaomiao would put him through in the future.
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