"Okay, okay, stop making trouble." Yan Mei said at the right time, "It's getting late, hurry up and go back and rest."

"I'll take you back to the room." Jiang Yimian walked towards the guest room with a smile on Feng Beiting's arm.

Jiang Zhuo said to Jiang Mo without much trouble when he watched the fun, "Hey, Xiaomian has gone back to his room with him."

“…Where she loves to go!”

After so many years of brother-sister friendship, I was wrong.

*

He pulled Feng Beiting into the guest room. As soon as the door was closed, Jiang Yimian suddenly jumped up and hugged him with his hands and feet.

Her pink lips kissed the tip of his nose, and she narrowed her eyes with a smile, dimples deep.

"You're just handsome!"

"Just now?" Feng Beiting raised his eyebrows, obviously not very satisfied with this statement.

“It’s usually beautiful.”

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

No matter whether it is beautiful or handsome, he will be happy as long as his family Mianmian praises him.

Holding her steadily, Feng Beiting lowered his head slightly and put his forehead on her shoulders, and said to her softly, "Mianmian, I miss you."

Jiang Yimian was stunned.

She was right in front of him, and he said he missed her, obviously this "thinking" is not the other "thinking".

When Feng Beiting said this, he had no hope that she would agree, so when Jiang Yimian hugged his neck and whispered, "Then try to hurry up as much as possible", he was stunned in surprise.

He hugged him tightly, Jiang Yimian relaxed her legs with confidence, swaying her calves and urging him, "Hurry up."

"Sleeping..."

"Hmm?" She blinked at him.

His lips were slightly pursed, as if he was thinking about his words.

Although he knew that his Mianmian was not that shy girl, she was so active in asking for love to him, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"...Do you have something to say to me?"

"No."

"If you have something to do, please ask me to do?"

"Please?" Miss Jiang withdrew her hand and put it on her waist, staring at him fiercely.

Feng Beiting immediately changed his words, "It's an order."

Is there anything I told me to do?”

"No, either."

"Then you are..."

Jiang Yimian laughed twice, touching Feng Beiting's chin with a slumber, like a bad girl, "Little brother, you're thinking too much, I just greedy for your body."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Beiting picked her up and rushed into the bathroom.

Looking at his beautiful face full of anxiety, she suddenly remembered a post "The Golden Sentence of the Domineering CEO" I saw on the Internet a few days ago.

With his eyes rolling, Jiang Yimian reached out to his chest and said, "Feng Beiting, can you tell me something?"

"I love you."

"...Not this!" she pouted.

"Then what do you want to hear?"

"Just say...woman, you're playing with fire..." My boyfriend had a male protagonist's face, and she also wanted to experience the feeling of being a female protagonist.

As a result, Feng Si Shao frowned unpredictably and pondered, "Mianmian, wet the bed with fire, don't play."

Jiang Yimian: “…”

"Okay, okay, okay, you say, you say." Seeing that she was about to jump down, Feng Beiting quickly coaxed her.

"It's okay if you don't say this, then change the next sentence.

Little fairy, move it yourself.”

Feng Beiting pinched her hand against her soft waist and smiled, "Well... it's indeed a 'little waist spirit'..."

Jiang Yimian's waist is very thin and the lines are very beautiful, but it is not the kind that is very tight, with fishing lines or vest lines. On the contrary, she has flesh on her waist and can be pinched. It is soft and has a great feel. It feels very good to hold it in her arms.

And a young master is indulging in this feeling.

When the two of them left the bathroom, it was already an hour later.

The people in the living room were scattered, and the paint was black.

Seeing this, Feng Beiting started to get more and more arrogant again, "Why don't you sleep here at night?"

"No." Jiang Yimian refused mercilessly.

She just wants to sleep well now, not him.

With a "click", Jiang Yimian closed the door and walked up the stairs with slight steps. As a result, when passing through the third floor, he accidentally encountered Jiang Mo sitting on the stairs.

"Fifth, Brother Wu?"

Jiang Mo slowly raised his head, and the light on the screen of his phone reflected his face, strange and terrifying, "I thought I could not wait for you tonight."

"hey-hey……"

He scratched the dimples on his cheek with guilt. Jiang Yimian sat on the stairs with him, held his arm intimately, and leaned his head on his shoulder, "Oh, don't be angry, Feng Beiting sometimes doesn't have enough brains, his intelligence is on the same level as Xiao Jiangjiang, so don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"snort!"

"Okay, stop making trouble, I happen to have something to ask you."

"……What's up?"

"It was when I was a child... I was kidnapped once when I was 10 years old..." Jiang Yimian asked him tentatively, "Why can't I remember some details?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Moai said ignorantly, "It's right that you can't remember. You didn't say anything more than ten years ago, let alone now!"

"But how could that happen?" She remembered the kidnapped, but forgot some details, and didn't even have some vague impressions. It shouldn't be.

"Okay, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"I accidentally heard my master talk about a kidnapping that day and I remembered it, and I was curious for a moment."

Jiang Mo did not doubt that he was there and recalled, "I remember it seemed that I heard from my parents that you were injured..."

"I was injured, and I was soaked in my head by them."

Jiang Mo turned his head to look at her seriously, held her head with both hands and shook it, and said seriously, "Well, I heard the sound of water."

Jiang Yimian: “…”

Finally, he smiled and Jiang Mo continued, "What I mean by injury is not about the water in your head, it seems to be saying that there are pinholes on your body."

He can't remember it even after it's too long.

And he had only a little understanding of it back then.

Adults kept this kind of thing from them, and he overheard it by accident, so he was not sure whether what his parents said was Xiaomian or other children who were kidnapped with her.

Jiang Yimian was a little confused.

Pinhole...

Her eyes rolled a few times, and she hit Jiang Mo.

"Fifth brother, I want to ask you to do me a favor." She blinked her eyes and looked at him, showing her usual appearance of asking for him.

"……what?"

"I remember when I was a child, I went to the military hospital. Logically speaking, there should be electronic medical records there."

"You don't want me to help you hack into other people's system, right?" Jiang Mo suddenly raised his voice.

Jiang Yimian covered his mouth with a "slap" and nervously "shush!"

"I'm a policeman! You made me know the law and violated the law?"

"hehe……"

Jiang Yimian smirked, "It seems like you have never made any mistakes."

"No, what are you going to do if you make such a big fight?"

“I’m not worried.

Tell me, what if those kidnappers really put some secret medicine into my body, and in a few years I suddenly mutated into zombies?"

"...You should watch those zombie movies less."

"Even if it doesn't turn into a zombie, if it's a chip or something, maybe one day it suddenly explodes and blows me up so much that there's not even a slag left."
To be continued...