"Hey, let's be the same age."

Ye Junlan was not happy, and retorted to him with a smile: "Aren't you also six years old, aren't you also an ignorant little bean?" ”

"I'm not like you."

Lin Jingcheng deliberately teased him, and his good-looking eyebrows were dyed with a bit of banter: "You are a little milk dog who grew up in the palace, and I am an eagle chasing the wind in the ice field, how can I talk the same thing?" ”

"I'll go, you'll have to be scared."

Ye Junlan was really stimulated, and the young man who was as gentle as jade rarely burst into a foul mouth: "A six-year-old child is embarrassed to call himself an eagle, at best, he is a bear cub whose fur has not yet grown." ”

"Poof."

Ye Xiuyan couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

"Okay, Junlan, you dare to provoke me."

Lin Jingcheng pretended to be annoyed, rolled up his sleeves, and strangled his neck.

The movements seem rude, but in fact the force is very light.

Ye Junlan was not affected in the slightest, and continued to argue with him: "It was you who provoked first, who made you say that I am a little milk dog." ”

"Aren't you?"

Lin Jingcheng raised his eyebrows lightly and smiled playfully: "When we first met, who was sitting in a wheelchair, like a little milk dog that had been abandoned, crying aggrievedly. ”

"Cut, you're laughing at me."

Ye Junlan was furious, and glared at him angrily: "You don't seem to have cried." ”

"How have I ever cried?"

Lin Jingcheng denied it darkly: "You don't want to slander the glorious image of this son in front of your sister." ”

"You forgot?"

A joke flashed in Ye Junlan's eyes, and he threw a bomb leisurely: "On the first day you came, you complained to me with a sad face, saying that there was a little sister who didn't like to play with you, and it hurt so much to pinch your face."

"Ahem."

Two coughs rang out at the same time.

Lin Jingcheng's ears were red, and he covered his mouth.

Ye Xiuyan coughed twice and relieved the embarrassment by stitching up the wound.

She remembered, there was such a thing.

Ten years ago, in Jishitang in Fucheng, the noble person their family met was Prince Rong.

No wonder at first glance I heard that Prince Rong was a little familiar, it turned out that she and Brother Lin had known each other for a long time, but she was too young at that time, and after a long time, she gradually forgot about it.

Lin Jingcheng has the same thoughts as her at the moment.

Picking her eyelids, she glanced at the little girl, and saw that she was skillful and smooth in stitching the wound, without the slightest abnormality, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

When he was in the countryside, when he saw Ye Jian for the first time, he remembered what happened ten years ago, and secretly guessed that Yan Yatou was the soft and cute little glutinous rice dumpling back then.

It's a pity that Ye Jian's family, including Aunt Juan, was very taboo about what happened back then.

They didn't mention it, and it was not easy for him to recognize each other rashly, lest people mistakenly think that he had another purpose, and not only could not enhance the relationship, but hurt the harmony.

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Brother Lin is not invasive, no wonder he inhales laxatives, and there are no signs of poisoning.

She racked her brains and thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of the slightest clue.

It turns out that the crux of the matter is here.

Ye Xiuyan finished stitching, put away the needle and thread, and smeared the elixir, and her thoughts suddenly opened up at this moment, and the doubts that had been troubled for many years finally had an answer.

"Alright."

She was in a good mood, and there was a smile at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "Big brother's toxin has been completely expelled, and he will never be tortured by cold poison again." ”

"Sister, thank you."

Ye Junlan's eyes turned red instantly, and he hugged his sister excitedly.

"Congratulations, Junlan."

Lin Jingcheng was really happy for him, opened his arms, and hugged the brother and sister in his arms.

Ye Xiuyan was unfortunate and became a sandwich biscuit.

Her little face darkened, and she made a clever effort to break free from the gap between the two.

Thank you, little fairy Shinoshio_BA for the monthly pass.

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(End of chapter)