<>Zhong Nanqin's eyebrows frowned even more, "She is not a child...org Yawen, right?"

Su Qing is only one year younger than Su Mian.

What should I worry about when an adult in his twenties?

Su Mian heard his displeasure.

At this moment, she was still sitting on the sofa, and Zhong Nanqin stood beside her.

She got up and stood up from the sofa, walked slowly to him, reached over, gently hugged his waist with her arms, and then pressed her face against his chest.

His chest was firm, and her face was pressed on it, as if it was pressed on a stone.

Hard and sturdy.

But the heartbeat is familiar and steady.

Let her feel extremely at ease.

He looked up at him and whispered, "She is my sister after all. This happened at home just now. I can't just ignore her."

"Sister?" Zhong Nanqin raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly, "Are you planning to let go of your past grudges with her?"

Su Mian withdrew his gaze, leaned his face back to his chest, and said softly, "Before something happened at home, I really hated her and Luo Xianglin, even if I felt disgusted at one glance; but after the accident at home, I suddenly felt relieved. Whether it was hatred or not, Luo Xianglin had accompanied my father to another world, and this world was only Su Qing and I. Whether I would like to admit it or not, I was bleeding from her and she was my relative."

"So, I can't ignore her."

Zhong Nanqin pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing.

After the two of them hugged each other quietly for a while, Su Mian retreated from Zhong Nanqin's arms.

She looked up at him, "Send me back."

Zhong Nanqin lowered his eyes and pursed his thin lips slightly, "I can let you go back, but I will pick you up in two days."

"I......"

"Su Mian," Zhong Nanqin looked at her, his eyes dark, "I hope you can understand that you are my woman now."

“……”

"Two days are enough for you to handle the family affairs."

After he finished speaking, he left the bedroom.

Su Mian simply packed up his things and went downstairs.

Zhong Nanqin and others were in the living room. When they saw her coming down, they straight out of the villa.

Su Mian glanced at his back as he strode away, immediately raised his heels behind him, and walked out.

The car stopped at the door, Zhong Nanqin got into the car first, Su Mian opened the passenger seat and sat in.

Along the way, Zhong Nanqin didn't say anything.

She knew he was angry.

But Su Mian didn't know what he was angry about, and she had just subsided her fever and was sore and weak all over.

He didn't speak, and she was too lazy to speak.

The two of them were silent all the way to the beautiful garden.

Zhong Nanqin took her directly downstairs. He got out of the car first and opened the door of the passenger seat for her.

Su Mian did not bring a suitcase, only a handbag and backpack.

Zhong Nanqin directly held the handbag and backpack in his hand, and without saying a word, he raised his foot and walked upstairs.

Su Mian quickly got out of the car and followed him upstairs.

"Jinxiu Garden" is one of the earliest old houses in Beicheng, with seven floors, and Su Mian's home is on the fourth floor.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening, and even with the lights, the corridor was still a little dark.

Zhong Nanqin walked in front and Su Mian followed behind.

When he walked to the second floor, Su Mian couldn't keep up.

Sweat began to appear on my forehead, my legs became weak and dizzy.

She quickly held the stairs with her hands and closed her eyes.

The movement behind him suddenly disappeared. Zhong Nanqin turned around. When he saw Su Mian, who was almost unable to stand firmly on the stairs, he immediately turned around and stepped down the stairs in a few steps.

When he came to Su Mian in a blink of an eye, he put the things in his hand on the ground. Without saying a word, he bent down and hugged her horizontally.

He hugged her and quickly went up to the fourth floor, kicking the apartment door.

There was no movement inside for a long time. Zhong Nanqin was anxious and kicked him again.

This kick was a bit powerful.

The door panel was clattering loudly.

Su Qing's angry questioning immediately sounded inside, "Who is there in the middle of the night, I'm sick..."

She opened the door while yelling.

When he saw Zhong Nanqin standing outside the door, he was slightly stunned and swallowed the curse at his mouth.

When she met Zhong Nanqin's cold eyes, her heart thumped and she immediately smiled, "Brother Zhong..."

Zhong Nanqin held Su Mian and strode in while saying, "Pick up the things on the second floor."

Su Qing didn't understand for a moment, "What?"

Su Mian opened her eyes, stretched out her head from Zhong Nanqin's arms and said to her, "My things are on the corner of the second floor, please help me get them."

Su Qing subconsciously wanted to refuse, why should she get her something?

But when I think about it...

"good."

She responded as if she was very obedient and turned around and went out.

Zhong Nanqin directly carried Su Mian into the bedroom where she lived before.

When she was at home two days ago, she simply cleaned it up and it was quite clean.

Zhong Nanqin put her directly on the bed and let her lie down.

After she lay down, Zhong Nanqin reached out and pulled the chair beside her and sat by the bed.

He looked at her, his eyes falling on her slightly pale face, and his beautiful sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "Are you sure you want to live here?"

Su Qing is a useless person, a woman who can't even take good care of herself and wants others to take care of her. How could she take care of others?

Su Mian just had a high fever and was very weak.

It's hard to even go upstairs, let alone take care of yourself?

Zhong Nanqin wanted to take her away and return to the imperial garden.

There, at least he and Aunt Guo would take good care of her.

Su Mian gently raised her eyelids and looked at him, "I'm fine, I'll be fine after a while."

Zhong Nanqin pursed the corners of his lips, said nothing, got up and stood up from the bed.

With his hands on the bag, he lowered his eyes and his voice was quiet and cold, "I'm leaving, you have a good rest."

After saying that, he turned around, raised his foot and left.

Su Mian hurriedly spoke and called him, "Zhong Nanqin."

With a slight pause, Zhong Nanqin stopped.

But without looking back, he just stood with his back to her, waiting for her to continue talking.

Su Mian looked at his upright back, his lips moved, and he said softly, "Thank you."

The curve of the corners of the lips became tighter and tighter, bringing out a cold and hard curve.

He said nothing, raised his foot again and strode away.

......

Su Qing had just brought Su Mian’s things up, and as soon as she entered the door, she ran into Zhong Nanqin.

He was dressed casually at this moment.

A black casual jacket with a beige shirt on the facade; a pair of dark brown casual pants on the lower body and black casual leather shoes on the feet.

A noble body, mature and steady.

Except for the air conditioner on her body that is not close to others, the rest, in her eyes, is so perfect that it fascinates her.

She was delighted. She was about to meet her, but Zhong Nanqin walked straight past her, without even giving her a glance at the corner of her eyes, and walked out strode.

Su Qing immediately turned around and shouted anxiously at Zhong Nanqin's back as he strided away, "Brother Zhong, where are you going?"

Of course, no one responded to her.
To be continued...