Yinyu's breathing is very even.

When Wanwan looked at Yinyu like this, she actually felt that he didn't seem to be so "hateful".

He's still a boy. The cute and warm-hearted kind. But he likes to pretend to be old and hide his thoughts.

"Brother from the royal family, are they all like this?"

Wanwan muttered, remembering that the cheerful Yinxiang on weekdays came.

Yinxiang is such an optimistic person, if one day he becomes as cold-faced as Yinzhen, it should be a terrible thing, right?

"Fourteenth elder brother, what's wrong with you?"

Qinglan's voice came from outside the house.

Wanwan closed the door when she came in and ordered not to disturb. Qinglan heard the movement, and could only knock on the door to ask.

"Ahem."

Wanwan coughed lightly and replied, "It's fine." It's your master's favorite chicken leg that fell on the table. ”

“…”

Qinglan didn't answer again. Wanwan saw through the window paper on the door that Qinglan seemed to be scratching her head, pondering the authenticity of this matter.

Wanwan looked at Yinyu lying on the ground.

His eyebrows were stretched, but he didn't look like someone who would eat them. But... He liked to eat fish yesterday! It's really unseemly.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to think about it."

Wan Wan chattered and returned to the desk.

The paperweight is still pressed with rice paper. Wanwan touched the paper with her hand, only to feel very soft. I picked up the brush again, sharpened the ink and dipped it in.

Wanwan, who was holding the inkstone with a brush, walked to Yinyu's side.

Yinyu turned sideways, and on the right side of his face, carefully depicted a turtle.

It has a round head, an oval body, four legs, and a small tail.

Poof.

Wanwan smiled lightly, and also dotted two small dots on the turtle's head, which served as the turtle's eyes.

Not long after, a smart turtle appeared on Yinyu's face.

"Really..."

"Yes good" Before the three words were finished, Yinyu, who was lying on the ground, suddenly moved, turned over and pressed towards Wanwan.

Wanwan was startled, and the inkstone in her hand turned over.

The ink in the inkstone was all sprinkled on Yinyu's body.

…

She really didn't mean to.

Yinyu gives this guy, he loves to move so much when he sleeps?

Wanwan, who was about to pick up the inkstone that had been knocked over on the ground, bent over, reached Yinyu's abdomen, and held the inkstone in her hand.

"Wanwan."

Yinyu suddenly called out very softly.

This sentence is very quiet, but also very gentle. If it weren't for Wanwan just leaning over and approaching Yinyu, I'm afraid she would never have heard it.

"Click-"

Wanwan's hand froze. The inkstone that I had just picked up fell to the ground again, making a loud noise.

"Brother, Fujin?"

At the door, Qinglan couldn't help but speak again.

What are your brother and Fujin doing? It's terrible!

"It's okay...", said Wanwan, "it's just that the chopsticks fell to the ground." ”

Qinglan didn't believe it! Is it just chopsticks that loud sound? However, he could only scratch his head in confusion and returned to his post.

Yinyu gave it, but there was no more reaction.

Wanwan let out a long breath and slowly moved her body back.

Yinyu still has his eyes closed. Just now, the "Wanwan" in his mouth turned out to be just a dream word?

But...

Why did he call his name in his dreams? It's so weird!