After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Lin Nanxi was beaten up when he returned home, and his father asked him coldly: Why didn't you listen?

Why get so close to outsiders?

Lin Nanxi knelt on the ground with his back straight, refusing to bend even a little, just like his last bit of dignity.

"I just went to call them to dinner."

Master Lin snorted coldly and kicked the young man hard in the chest, and he fell to the ground like a willow branch blown down by the wind.

Long-term unbalanced eating had made his body fragile. The kick caused pain in his chest, and his body felt like duckweed blown away by the rain, gasping weakly and with difficulty.

"The time is almost up, you'd better behave yourself. If you ruin my good fortune, no one will survive."

"Huh...huh..."

Breathing caused a pain in the chest. Lin Nanxi lowered her eyebrows and said obediently and respectfully: "Yes, I will remember it."

He boldly said, "Father, who do I want to be a container for? Can this person take care of my mother and sister in the future?"

"Puch."

Mr. Lin, who had a grim face, suddenly smiled brilliantly, and the gloom on his face was swept away. His large, rough palm fell lovingly on the top of the boy's head, with a peaceful expression: "Son, are you trying to get information from your father?"

She lowered her eyelashes a little: "I don't dare."

"The word 'vessel' is not appropriate, because in the end it is you who is alive and that adult who is dead. You are like a plant that needs the other person to feed it with his life so that you can grow into what your father wants you to be."

Lin Nanxi was shocked by the blow on the head.

What do you mean?

"Okay, go down. Don't go out these few days."

Mr. Lin glanced at his son indifferently and issued an order in a cold tone.

He was placed under house arrest and refused to see visitors, citing poor health.

Puran was unaware of all this. She was looking at Jealousy who was sleeping soundly on the bed with a worried look on her face.

She left, but she was afraid it would be unsafe at night.

Don’t leave. There is only one bed in the room and it’s occupied. It’s so cold in winter, where can she sleep?

I can't be wronged, right?

After pondering for three seconds, Puran began to skillfully piece together the wooden chairs, trying to get Jealousy onto the chair, and then covered himself with a warm quilt and went to sleep on the bed.

Junior sister has a conscience, but not much.

When I had done everything and was really about to go and rescue the person, when I saw his jealous pale face, his forehead full of cold sweat, and his brows furrowed due to nightmares, my conscience that had kept me running away from home came back a little.

People cannot, or at least should not, bully a mentally fragile patient.

She stood in front of the bed, looking down at Jealous' sleeping face, her face full of indifference.

Man, you really drive me crazy.

The junior sister pushed him inside, and Jealousy rolled over like a dead fish, sticking to the inner wall pitifully, unable to move, but the bed left half of the space empty.

Puran took off his shoes and socks, lay down on the bed, covered himself with a small quilt, and said to his senior brother politely, "Good night."

Jealousy's hands and feet were cold, but Botan was warm. She lay on the side like a little fireball and closed her eyes for a few minutes. The man was attracted by the heat source and curled up towards her.

It didn't use its hands and feet to cling to Puran like an octopus, but it curled up into a ball obediently, like a small round ball, and nestled itself in her arms.

Suddenly, there was an ice cube in his arms. His body trembled and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Jealousy is nice, but she doesn't want it.

The man tried to get into her arms, but Puran stretched out her hand to push him away. They fought back and forth for more than ten times. She was furious, but kept a cold face.

Okay, you succeeded, is it okay if I don’t fight with you for the bed?

She bent her finger and flicked it fiercely at Jealousy's forehead, and was just about to get off the bed.

"Soon-"

In the dark night, a sharp arrow pierced through the window paper and immediately became fixed on the frame of the basin stand.

"who!!!"

With a body as nimble as a cheetah, Pu Ran jumped to the window, pushed it open with both arms, and let the cold wind blow into the room.

She narrowed her eyes and looked out at the endless night. Her voice was flat and without a ripple: "What is the purpose of your visit at night, Your Excellency?"

The man was wrapped in a wide black robe, with a silver mask on his face. His vocal cords were damaged, and his voice was hoarse and rough, which brought a strange feeling when it passed by people's ears.

"Ji Jingshen's junior sister?"

The man in black looked at the girl at the window, and the hatred in his words seemed to be poisoned, cold and intimidating: "Why, now even someone like him has someone protecting him?"

Pu Ran leaned on the windowsill with his arms, his eyes as cold as stars, "You came to visit me so late at night, are you just here to talk a few words?"

The sky was painted in ink and it was dark. As far as the eye could see, there was no other color except the deep black.

At this moment, a thin layer of fog had risen outside, and the figure of the man in black was looming in the fog.

"Let Ji Jingshen come to Guicheng at 9:00 pm tomorrow."

The man in black moved silently and ghostly like a ghost, becoming illusory in the fog. His chest trembled and he let out a strange and joyful laugh.

"Of course, you have to come too."

White fog rolled in, Pu Ran stared at the vast night sky in silence for a long time, and finally closed the window without saying a word, walked back to the bed and sat down.

Jealousy was very sensitive. Even with his eyes closed, he could still feel the arrival of his junior sister. He came over on his own initiative and put his head on the girl's legs. The wrinkles between his eyebrows became a little lighter, and his long breathing gradually became steady.

Pu Ran raised her hand and casually stroked the side of his face, hooked her fingers through the hair on his temples, touched the corners of his eyes and stroked the tip of his nose.

The warm fingertips pinched the man's cold earlobe, and then the thumb pressed on the pale corner of his lips. She moved casually like comforting a small animal, but the jealous body was warmed up little by little.

Pu Ran lowered her eyes and thought, not looking at her with jealousy at all. Just like some people would spin a pen when thinking about a problem, she just moved her fingers subconsciously to assist her thinking.

The words of the man in black were still lingering in her mind. What did "you want to come too" mean?

Could it be that their target is not only Fourth Brother, but also me?

Going to Guicheng tomorrow will definitely not end well. The man in black is targeting Jealousy, so who is targeting me?

After all, it would be easier for them to succeed if they just called Jealousy alone, but why did they call Puran as well?

She was so absorbed in her thoughts that she lost control of the strength in her hands and her nails dug into the man's soft cheek, leaving a crescent-shaped red mark on his fair skin.

"Well……"

A low-pitched groan of pain escaped from his lips and teeth. Pu Ran was called back to his senses. He lowered his brows and lowered his eyes. The man on his knees woke up with trembling eyelashes, his eyes were sleepy and misty.

His face was flushed, and after Pu Ran rubbed and pinched it, his complexion slowly recovered a little.

"woke up?"

The clear voice of a girl came from above, making Jealousy even more dazed.

He tried hard to open his eyes and see the girl clearly. His wet pupils took in her delicate and beautiful face in the dim candlelight.

"Pu Xiaoran?"

A finger bone struck him between the brows in punishment.

"Don't scream."

He was still fierce, and the jealousy in his eyes made the ripples like a lake tremble again.