After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"Besides, Miaomiao likes Wanyue, why do you like her?" Bian Ruitong said directly.

Duan Jiling glanced at her quietly, she was really good at talking.

"If you don't want to dance, why don't you come over and play with us? The ceremony is over now anyway, right?" Bian Ruitong invited her sincerely.

"I thought you came here to invite me to dance." Duan Jiling said with a smile.

"I can't." Bian Ruitong shook her head vigorously. Dancing was too difficult for her.

Duan Jiling suddenly stood up and extended her hand to Bian Ruitong, who held her hand stupidly: "What for?"

"Let's go dance." Duan Jiling pulled her hard, and the two of them entered the crowd.

The two of them look really inharmonious together. Duan Jiling's dancing looks like a mountain elf, while Bian Ruitong probably looks like a mountain monkey.

But not everyone’s dancing is good, so Bian Ruitong is not particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

After dancing for a while, Bian Ruitong found the fun in herself and started dancing around. Duan Jiling didn't care about her and let her dance around.

However, while dancing, Duan Jiling suddenly started to cough softly, and the soft cough gradually turned into a loud cough.

Seeing how miserable she looked, Bian Ruitong quickly pulled her away from the crowd to a remote and deserted corner.

Duan Jiling bent down due to coughing, and Bian Ruitong looked at her nervously: "Lingling you..."

"Do you want to take medicine? Do you have it with you?" Bian Ruitong had been protecting her for a while and knew that her health was very bad.

Duan Jiling shook his head and was about to say something, but couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Her health had long been in a state of extreme deterioration. The plan of the elders of the Duan family was to use her name to let her ascend the throne, and then push a more obedient puppet to the throne while her body was slowly being consumed.

"Then I'll go find Elder Old Lady." Seeing Duan Jiling vomiting blood, Bian Ruitong was still very anxious.

Duan Jiling reached out and held her hand when she turned around: "Don't, it's rare that you are so happy today. I'm fine, I'll be fine after a while."

She took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then picked a few leaves to cover the blood on the ground.

Bian Ruitong looked at her and sighed softly. Duan Jiling squatted on the ground, looking at the ants on the ground, and even maliciously blocked the ants' way with branches.

"Then let me accompany you." Bian Ruitong squatted down with her.

Duan Jiling turned his head to look at her, and felt that the pain in his internal organs seemed to have eased a lot.

Maybe she really didn't like Wen Zhimiao, she just liked the unfamiliar warmth and sunshine from her.

The two of them squatted together and tossed the ants, and only returned to the crowd after Duan Jiling recovered.

Bian Ruitong directly pulled Duan Jiling to where He Yuanyao was. He Yuanyao raised her eyebrows slightly when she saw the two of them coming back.

But in the end, nothing was said. After all, Duan Jiling's face looked unnaturally pale.

Thinking of what Qi Linglang had said to her, He Yuanyao looked at Duan Jiling with a little more sympathy and pity, looking so miserable.

But there is one good thing about her. Even if she feels that the other person is miserable, she will never give in to you when playing, and will not let you feel like a poor person who needs to be pitied.

Because in Wen Zhimiao's words, He Yuanyao is a guy who often doesn't treat people as human beings.

The evening's joy and excitement gradually died down, the fire on the bonfire slowly got smaller, the crowd gradually dispersed, and the group returned to their residence.

Duan Jiling lived not far from the yard where they lived, so they first sent her back and then returned to their own yard together.

When Wen Zhimiao lay in bed after taking a shower, he felt something was wrong and couldn't fall asleep.

After tossing and turning, he finally decided to get up and sneak to Shi Wanyue's door.

Shi Wanyue was still wondering whether Wen Zhimiao would come over, and soon she heard a knock on the door.

Wen Zhimiao went in as soon as the door opened.

Shi Wanyue asked her teasingly: "Doesn't Miaomiao have her own room?"

"Why are you here again?" Shi Wanyue teased her deliberately.

Wen Zhimiao coughed lightly and said seriously, "I'm here to have an affair."

Master Wanyue:......

Talking nonsense all day long.

Wen Zhimiao lay down on the bed and said shamelessly, "Sister, come quickly. Your wife is not at home today, right?"

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but hold her forehead with her hand.

She returned to the bed and couldn't help but cover Wen Zhimiao's mouth: "Shut up."

Just talking nonsense.

Wen Zhimiao nodded obediently. Seeing that she had behaved herself, Shi Wanyue let her go, took off her shoes and got back on bed.

As soon as she lay down, Wen Zhimiao hugged her and said, "Sister, I understand. We can't let anyone hear us."

Shi Wanyue couldn't help but kick her twice: "Yes, you can't be discovered or heard by others, or you should go back first."

She drank some wine today and felt very drowsy and sleepy. Wen Zhimiao was still so noisy, and Shi Wanyue really didn't want to pay attention to her.

Wen Zhimiao was kicked twice by her before he calmed down. He hugged Shi Wanyue obediently and said nothing.

When she woke up the next morning, Wen Zhimiao still had one leg on Shi Wanyue, with her arm on her waist. She had never had a good sleeping posture since she was a child.

Shi Wanyue let out a breath and accepted her fate.

Since there was nothing to do today, I just continued to lie down with her.

With his fingertips, he slightly lifted Wen Zhimiao's collar and saw her round shoulders. The wound on her shoulder had healed and the scabs had fallen off, but there was still a mark left, and he didn't know if it would never go away.

Wen Zhimiao hadn't woken up yet, so Shi Wanyue leaned over and kissed the place where her wound was.

Half an hour later, Wen Zhimiao finally woke up, but he was still not well behaved. He hugged Shi Wanyue and hummed.

Every time she wakes up she hums for a while.

Shi Wanyue let her hold her, and even reached out to pat her head: "Be good."

"You're not a good kid." Wen Zhimiao bit her neck, without using much force and without leaving any marks.

But Shi Wanyue couldn't help blushing: "Stop it."

Wen Zhimiao became a little more obedient, but he couldn't help but kiss Shi Wanyue on the cheek.

He hugged Shi Wanyue for a while before he was willing to get up.

After washing together, Shi Wanyue asked her, "Where are your clothes?"

Wen Zhimiao pointed to the stool beside the bed and said, "I'll carry it over."

Shi Wanyue looked at the clothes she placed on the bedside: "You are very thoughtful."

"Does sister want me to walk out like this? I don't mind, after all, we are all acquaintances." Wen Zhimiao tilted his head and looked at Shi Wanyue.

Shi Wanyue was speechless for a moment. She always felt that some people became more shameless since the relationship was confirmed.

Wen Zhimiao shook out the clothes, then handed them to Shi Wanyue: "Sister, help me put them on. I don't know how to do it."

Shi Wanyue reached out and pinched her little face: "You are so naughty."

Wen Zhimiao stuck out her tongue at her: "Sister~ Help me~"

She hooked one hand around Shi Wanyue's neck and acted coquettishly.

Shi Wanyue's face turned red after hearing this.