Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 41

Song Zehan frowned, stared at Ruan Shiyan's slightly flushed face in embarrassment for a few seconds, and sighed helplessly.

He took the soup bowl in her hand and put it aside.

Then he held her wrist, and with a little force, he pulled her directly into his arms and sat on his lap.

For a moment, the man's undulating breathing was suddenly amplified, and his nostrils were filled with the male hormone breath mixed with ambergris.

Coupled with the fact that the body temperature transmitted through the thin material was higher than hers, Ruan Shiyan's face suddenly burned up, as if every inch of skin close to him was hot.

This... Is this the proper posture between siblings?
Ruan Shiyan wanted to run instinctively, but before the plan could be implemented, she was sealed by a soup bowl.

Yes, Song Zehan stuffed the soup bowl back into her hand again, and gave her a fierce look that would break her leg if she dared to run.

huh...

God, she has endured too many temptations and threats that she shouldn't have to bear at her age!
Song Zehan took the spoon in Ruan Shiyan's hand, filled a spoonful of soup, and brought it to Ruan Shiyan's lips.

His face was dark, his eyes were fierce, but the movements of his hands were extremely gentle.

Now that the matter has come to this, Ruan Shiyan knew that she couldn't run away, so she could only drink it obediently, hoping to end all this as soon as possible.

But looking at this scene, she couldn't help but complain.

"Brother, do you have any regrets in your heart because you didn't feed me when you were young?"

Otherwise, she is such a big person, does she need him to feed her?
Song Zehan: "..."

Seeing Song Zehan's somewhat elusive expression, Ruan Shiyan sighed faintly.

"Well, fortunately, I was the one who was sent to the orphanage when I was a child, not you. Otherwise, with the speed and hypocrisy you eat, you must not be able to eat enough every day, and it is impossible to grow to such a tall stature."

"I think at the beginning, when I first noticed Little Xingxing, she couldn't grab food because she was thin and small. I just came out after grabbing the steamed buns, and saw her huddled in a corner crying, that poor Yo."

"Since I was soft-hearted, I divided the steamed buns in half with her. Later, that girl... no, she should be called a brat now, and that brat was determined to mess with me."

"I just raised her from the thinnest and smallest girl to the tallest girl in the entire orphanage." After speaking, Ruan Shiyan bumped Song Zehan lightly with her shoulder, and looked at him begging for praise: "Why? So, great, right?"

She was telling Song Zehan a funny story, but when it fell into Song Zehan's ears, she only felt a deep heartache.

Although this was not the first time he had heard her say these things, no matter how many times he heard her say them, he would never get bored and just wanted to hold her tightly in his arms.

The corners of Song Zehan's lips raised slightly, he nodded seriously, and then patted her on the head twice as a reward.

It seems to be praising her for doing well.

But it was the first time Ruan Shiyan saw her brother smiling at her like this, she was dumbfounded for a moment.

She thought her brother was handsome enough when he had a straight face, but she didn't expect that when he smiled... it would make her heart throb even more.

Seeing Ruan Shiyan in this state, Song Zehan's mood was unprecedentedly good.

He patiently fed all the breakfast she brought into her stomach, guessing that she should be full, then picked up her notebook, wrote a sentence on it, handed it to her, and then lifted her from the lap up and down.

Ruan Shiyan couldn't wait to open the book, looked down, and burst into tears.

——From now on, stay by my side obediently, and I will give you all the steamed buns I snatched.

(End of this chapter)