The nth time I met my puppet

"Sister Wan Nan, look, this hanging around my waist is the Eye of God of the Fire Element." Yan Le said as he took off the Eye of God and handed it to Wan Nan.

"So this is the Eye of God? I always thought it was a glass bead used for decoration..." Wan Nan scratched his head guiltily as he looked at the Eye of God.

"Yeah, Sister Nan, I'll slip away that night. I have something else to do, and it will be troublesome if those two guards find out I'm here." Yan Le said this with a guilty conscience. When she came around, she was accidentally noticed by them.

Yan Le was worried about more than just this. Besides, it wasn't her rest time, and it would be quite troublesome if others found out she was not there. Moros had only told her about this, and hadn't thought she would come and tell Wan Nan.

"Okay, then you should leave quickly. We don't know when Sanbing will be back." Although Wan Nan still wanted to chat with Yan Le for a few more words, he also knew that this was not a good time.

Wan Nan and Yan Le waved goodbye to each other, and Wan Nan watched Yan Le leave with a smile.

Then... Yan Le dived into the dog hole and twisted his body trying hard to get in.

Wan Nan's smile froze suddenly, and the atmosphere of farewell disappeared in an instant. Wan Nan covered her face in embarrassment. The atmosphere at that moment was so weird that it couldn't be weirder.

Wan Nan covered her face and didn't want to look, silently waiting for Yan Le to get out, but after waiting for a long time, Yan Le still didn't leave. Yan Le didn't feel the awkward and weird atmosphere here at all, instead she shouted to Wan Nan.

"Sister Wannan, it seems to be stuck again. Can you give me a push?"

Wan Nan silently looked at the butt stuck in the dog hole, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Then, unable to hold back, he kicked the twisting butt.

Then there was a cry of "ouch" and Yan Le successfully got out with the help of Wan Nan.

After kicking Wan Nan, she felt a little regretful. Wasn't that unethical? And by doing so, her image as a gentle older sister in front of Yan Le would be completely shattered. But looking at a wiggling butt, it was really hard not to kick it.

Yan Le didn't seem to notice anything was wrong. She rubbed her sore butt and said, "Sister Wan Nan, why are you so strong? I pushed a little too hard that time. Be gentler next time."

Wan Nan was somewhat relieved that Yan Le didn't realize it was her who kicked her. Does that mean she can still maintain her image as a gentle big sister?

"Okay, I'll be gentler next time." Wan Nan replied.

As she finished speaking, she could no longer hold back. If there wasn't a wall between them, she wouldn't be able to hide the smile on her face. She would have covered her mouth desperately to prevent her laughter from coming out.

"Host, this is too immoral. You kicked someone's butt and still coaxed them around. This little girl didn't even notice. She must have been sold and still counting money for me."

007 didn't feel any of the awkward atmosphere from before, and he couldn't understand how difficult it would be for humans to resist the urge to kick in such a situation.

"I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't help but kick him..." Wan Nan felt more and more guilty as he spoke.

However, 007 would not pursue a question too much, and the two of them soon skipped over the topic.

Not long after, Sanbing also came back. When Sanbing came back, Wannan happened to be sitting in the pavilion and fell asleep.

It was still snowing at this time. Although Wan Nan was wearing thick clothes, she still felt a little cold when she fell asleep. In addition, there was some cold wind blowing from time to time. Wan Nan was shivering with cold, but she did not wake up.

The soldier sighed helplessly, but he knew that the human body was weak and would definitely catch a cold if he fell asleep here. Thinking of this, the soldier went back and got a thick cloak and put it on Wan Nan.

While carefully wrapping it tightly, he muttered to himself, "Don't think too much when you wake up. If you catch a cold, who will take care of me?"

After finishing all this, Sanbing quietly looked at the side of Wan Nan's face as she lay sleeping on the table, and poked her again. Wan Nan felt the touch of his cold fingers and subconsciously shrank back.

"I haven't seen you for a long time..." Sanbing suddenly said something inexplicably, but looking at Wannan, he sighed and shook his head.

She is so stupid.

Sanbing no longer paid any attention to Wan Nan, but sat beside her, busy with other things, not even bothering to look at Wan Nan again.

Wan Nan didn't know how long she had slept. She woke up in a daze. Before she opened her eyes to see anything clearly, she heard 007 screaming.

"Host!! You're finally awake!!! The capture target is right next to you!! I've been calling you for ages!!"

Wan Nan was startled for a moment, looked up suddenly, and regained his consciousness. He saw the soldier sitting next to him and his eyes widened in surprise.

"Host!!! You are drooling in your sleep, wipe it off quickly!!!" 007 shouted desperately, hoping that Wan Nan could wipe it off before Sanbing saw it, but in the end he was one step too late.

Because Wan Nan suddenly looked up, Sanbing saw Wan Nan's dull eyes and saliva at the corner of her mouth when he turned around. He was speechless for a moment and the corner of his mouth twitched.

007 noticed that his favorability had been deducted by another 1%, and he immediately wailed in grief. If he had known earlier, he would have asked Wan Nan to wipe his saliva first.

Wan Nan finally reacted and wiped it twice in panic. The scene suddenly became extremely awkward. Wan Nan wanted to ease the atmosphere and coughed twice awkwardly.

"Ahem, um... Sir Skirmisher, why are you here?"

"Why, I can't come?" The soldier raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"No, no, no, that's absolutely not what I meant." Wan Nan looked around, but couldn't find any topic to talk about, nor did she know how to ease the embarrassment. However, her cloak slipped off because of her movements.

Wan Nan was stunned for a moment, as if his brain had short-circuited.

Where did this cloak come from? Did Skirmisher put it on her? That's impossible. How could someone like Skirmisher do such a thing?

Unable to figure it out, Wan Nan had to ask 007. "Where did you get this cloak, 007?"

"It's the cloak. I put it on you when I saw you were asleep after I came back from capturing the target."

"Ah? Are you sure? Could he be so kind?" Wan Nan strongly suspected that 007 was lying to her. She couldn't even imagine that San Bing would do such a thing.

"But he was still talking to himself at the time. Don't think too much when you wake up. If you catch a cold, who will do things for me?" 007 imitated the tone of the soldier at the time.

Wan Nan shuddered unconsciously at the tone of 007's voice. It was simply too gentle. However, Wan Nan didn't think much of it. After all, it was just 007's retelling, and she didn't think San Bing would speak in that tone.

Of course, even if 007 was lying, she would not ask Sanbing if he was the one who put the cloak there. She would just stay beside Sanbing in silence.