"Your sister will be really amazing in the future, she’ll protect you very well," Qin Yue gave a thumbs up.
An’an was thrilled to see her sister being praised and said proudly, "Of course, I will also beco really aweso in the future."
A sly smile flickered in Qin Yue’s eyes; turns out the little girl likes to hear people praise her sister. From now on, he’ll have to cater to this.
"An’an, I’ll be further studying in the Northern District for a year, so we’ve got a long ti together!"
Unconsciously, An’an blushed, wanting to kick him, but because he was sitting low, if she kicked him, she’d surely hit his face, and felt too shy to do it. She’s all bark and no bite, never really going too far when she hit or scolded soone.
Kicking soone in the face was sothing she could never do.
"Why are you sitting so low?"
"I need to look up to you." Qin Yue looked besotted, "Our An’an is beautiful no matter what, especially when looking up."
"Get lost! What’s so nice about looking up?"
"You’re the goddess in my heart." Qin Yue didn’t know he was saying the future’s favorite catchphrase of n decades early. His encounters with many foreigners during the Southern Border war stuck this phrase in his mind.
After hearing them talk about the Statue of Liberty, he rembered this phrase.
"What goddess?"
"Uh... just a fairy."
An’an’s face was already thin-skinned, and his brazen complint made her toes curl up in embarrassnt. After stamring for a while, she managed, "You can go now, I want to sleep."
"Kiss , and I’ll leave."
"Get lost!"
"I won’t leave if you don’t kiss ."
"Are you leaving or not? If you don’t leave, I’ll go, I’ll go sleep with my sister." An’an made as if to get out of bed, Qin Yue quickly stood up and gently pushed her back onto the bed.
"I’m leaving, I’ll leave right away, you hurry up and sleep! Only allowed to have sweet dreams, no nightmares."
"Little hooligan..." An’an was infuriated and about to lose it, but he quickly stole a kiss and left like lightning. His pace was swift yet quiet, as he thoughtfully closed the door for her.
"That bastard!" An’an wiped her lips, which still had a familiar yet unfamiliar taste—burning hot, soft texture.
She shook her head, "Stop thinking about it, he’s just a bastard, just a hooligan. Keep a distance when seeing him in the future."
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Sheng An’s injuries weren’t serious. By the next day, he was bouncing around, and after a doctor’s check confird everything was fine, he was discharged.
"An’an, did you not sleep well last night?" Sheng Ning noticed her looking a bit absent-minded and asked with concern, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"No, no..." An’an was a bit guilty and didn’t dare to look people in the eye, cleverly changing the subject: "Sis, why is the little hooligan here too? Isn’t he from the South?"
"The little hooligan? You’ve seen him?" Sheng Ning glanced at her sister aningfully, silently cursing Qin Yue countless tis in her heart. No, once the Living Yama cos out of the ICU, she definitely has to report this.
Hmph! Dirty hooligan, he must have taken advantage of her absence to flirt with her sister.
Truly audacious.
"Mm!" An’an wrinkled her nose, displeased, "The little hooligan is so annoying."
"I think so too. Oh..." Sheng Ning was about to speak when suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Fatty Zhu coming in with people, so she stopped talking, turned around, and crossed her arms, looking at Fatty Zhu.
President Zhu, from afar, saw Sheng Ning, and surprisingly felt a sense of looking down at the world. He rubbed his eyes and found no, Sheng Ning was just standing quietly, waiting for him to co over.
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