The nth time I met my puppet

As soon as Sanbing came in, he saw Wan Nan lying on the bed with his head propped up, and then he ordered him around like he used to.

At this moment, he was secretly happy.

Because the dislike and resentment he expected did not appear, and things between them could still be the same as before, especially the way Wan Nan addressed him, which made him feel like he had returned to the best time in the past.

"What are you standing there for? Pour me some water. Also, pick the freshest fruit. If it's not, I'll throw it at you."

Sanbing was originally immersed in the memories of the past, but after hearing the last sentence, he was brought back to reality and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

When they were in Talingsha, Wan Nan would order him around, but usually in a coaxing tone. But now, he was completely rude, especially because he was imprisoned and started to act unreasonably.

Although his tone was rude, Sanbing couldn't hide his joy. He poured a glass of water and handed it to Wannan.

But after Wan Nan took the water, he just took a sip and began to dislike it.

"It's too cold. Give me warm water next time! And it doesn't taste good. Why didn't you put some sugar in it? Or why didn't you prepare some juice or something for me in advance? You didn't prepare anything. Why did you tie me up and beat me? I'm very picky."

Wan Nan is actually not picky, and this is just her temper and deliberate making things difficult. Although she can lie down and not have to attend class, she is still extremely dissatisfied with Sanbing's behavior.

Looking at Wan Nan's temper, San Bing couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a little helpless, but it didn't matter. As long as Wan Nan didn't hate him, he would try his best to satisfy her no matter what she wanted.

"Then let me add some sugar first, and then I'll go get you some fruit and juice, okay?"

Sanbing took the water cup from Wannan's hand, put sugar in it while talking, and stirred it again after adding sugar to allow the sugar to fully dissolve in the water before handing it to Wannan.

But Wan Nan took it and gave a wicked smile but did not drink it. Instead, he handed it to Sanbing and stared at him, but the meaning was obvious.

"You want me to drink this sweet stuff?"

Wan Nan nodded and handed the cup a little closer, right next to Sanbing's lips.

"Yeah, what's wrong? You don't want to? You've already tied me up here, so you won't even accept my small request? Or do you think I've been drinking too much?"

The skirmisher chuckled upon hearing this.

"Of course not."

"Then drink it quickly."

With a smile on his face, Sanbing took the cup, turned the cup mouth, and drank the water from the position where Wan Nan had just taken a sip.

Does this behavior count as an indirect kiss?

Wan Nan naturally saw San Bing's little action, and her cheeks couldn't help but turn slightly red. She glared at San Bing fiercely.

"Hmph, stop drinking! Go buy me something!"

"Good~"

Sanbing rubbed Wannan's hair affectionately, but was quickly slapped away by Wannan's hand.

"Go away, go away, stop messing up my hair!"

"But... you just woke up and haven't had time to comb your hair yet, right? So isn't your hair messy to begin with?"

"You! I don't care! You messed it up! Whatever I say is what it is!"

Wan Nan felt embarrassed for a moment as she was exposed, but she continued to argue. She didn't care how messy his hair was, as long as she put the hat on Sanbing.

"Okay, okay, whatever you say is what it is."

Sanbing looked at Wan Nan's unreasonable behavior, but felt that she was rare and cute. After all, Wan Nan had always been a relatively rational person and rarely acted unreasonable like this.

Now he has seen another unknown side of Wan Nan. How can this not be a kind of happiness?

"Then as compensation, you can comb my hair."

Wan Nan did feel that her hair was a little messy. She originally wanted to comb it herself, but the chains on her hands made it inconvenient. She also wanted to use this as an excuse to order the soldiers around.

But Sanbing felt a little distressed when he looked at Wannan's hair because he didn't know how to comb his hair.

"Hurry up, don't waste time, there are still many things to buy later."

At Wan Nan's urging, San Bing finally started combing Wan Nan's hair, but it was obvious that this was his first time combing a girl's long hair, and he was not very skilled at it.

Because the girl's hair is too long, usually she has to comb it from the end to avoid tangles. But Sanbing didn't understand this at all and combed directly from the top to the bottom. In the end, all the tangles piled up at the end and couldn't be untangled.

And when he pulled, it hurt Wan Nan.

"Stupid, that's not how you comb your hair. It hurts when you pull it like this! Is it okay for me to pull your hair like this?"

As Wan Nan spoke, he grabbed Sanbing's hair and pulled it up. Sanbing didn't feel any pain, but just felt a little helpless. It took a while for Wan Nan to let go.

"You can't comb long hair like this. Start from the ends and smooth it out little by little so that all the knots don't pile up at the ends."

Sanbing then slowly started to work from the ends of the hair, and Wannan also began to talk to himself.

"I actually prefer short hair, but my sister said... I look gentler and prettier this way. Also, she likes to practice with my hair when styling a lot of hairstyles, and she won't let me take it down, and she takes tons of messy photos of me."

Wan Nan likes simple and light things, whether it is clothes or hairstyle. However, she doesn’t really care about hairstyle and it is not very troublesome, so she is happy to indulge Xueer and keeps her hair long for this reason.

Sanbing had never heard Wan Nan mention the past before, but now, after the mission was completed, these were no longer secrets, and were mentioned by Wan Nan at this time.

But Sanbing also noticed that when Wannan mentioned these memories, her eyes seemed to be shining, not only with nostalgia, but also with longing. This shows how important her sister is in her heart.

The soldier did not respond, probably out of envy.

He was somewhat envious of the sister Wan Nan mentioned, who could easily gain all her favors, something that even he didn't have.

But he also understood, after all... they were her blood relatives, but he was still very envious.

Wan Nan is the only one left in his world, but he is not the only one in Wan Nan's world.

Is this why she must want to leave?

In fact, he understood Wan Nan's choice, but he was unwilling to accept it. Why was he not the one who was favored and chosen?

Wan Nan also noticed San Bing's somewhat lost expression, sighed, and did not mention her past with Xue'er again. She didn't know what San Bing was thinking of.

But she also knew that the more she showed her longing for her family, the more Sanbing would feel the crisis and panic that she was about to leave.

While Wan Nan was still distracted, San Bing had already combed her hair.

But... when Nan looked in the mirror that night, a bunch of black lines suddenly appeared on his head. Not only was his hair combed crookedly, but there were even a few sparse strands of hair at the back of his head that were not combed in at all.

"Why don't you comb these strands of hair in? And can't you see that the whole thing is crooked?"

Sanbing was silent for two seconds. He really couldn't see it. Wan Nan suddenly felt helpless.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

After Wan Nan finished combing her hair, she urged San Bing to go shopping.

"Then I'll go shopping now. You wait here for me, okay?"

Although Sanbing knew that Wan Nan was always throwing a tantrum and deliberately making things difficult, he obviously underestimated her. Wan Nan seemed to hold his chin and think for a while, and then asked a series of questions in return.

"Oh no! I'm so bored alone. You're out shopping again, so I'm left with no one to talk to. How am I supposed to pass the time? Can't you be more considerate?"

A series of questions confused San Bing. How come he didn't know that Wan Nan was so good at making things difficult for people?

He suddenly felt like he had invited an ancestor back, but of course he had to worship the ancestor he had invited back, so no matter how many difficulties he encountered, he did not feel impatient at all.

"Then I'll bring you a few more light novels later to help you pass the time. Okay?"

Wan Nan nodded, then shook her head. She was not satisfied with just these words.

"The room is too boring. I don't want to stay here. I want to go to the yard to enjoy the flowers."

Wan Nan made a very bold request. After all, generally speaking, imprisoned people are often kept from seeing the sun, but she made this request without hesitation.

In fact, she was also gambling, gambling whether Sanbing was willing to give her a little more freedom. If Sanbing refused, Wannan would actually be angry.

(Wannan's portrait can be found directly in the penguin group

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