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Jiang Xiaowen's mind was buzzing after watching this scene. He subconsciously walked out and said, "How about I do it?"

Who is Si Ci Zhan? He is the leader of this generation in their compound. Although he is not the oldest, he is the most prestigious and influential one among the young men in the compound.

When Jiang Xiaowen saw Si Cizhan was about to wash Jiang Yan's feet, he felt like the sky was falling.

If the other brothers in other courtyards knew that he asked Si Ci Zhan to wash his sister's feet, wouldn't he be severely beaten?

Si Cizhan rejected Jiang Xiaowen's proposal without even turning his head, and stared at Jiang Yan's instep with cold star-like eyes:

"No, just cook your meal. After all, you are my sister. Washing her feet is nothing. You can't let me cook?"

His words sounded light and made Jiang Xiaowen confused again.

The two are childhood friends and have been through life and death together in missions, but is their relationship really so inseparable?

How could Si Cizhan be so tolerant even of his sister?

If someone else asked Si Cizhan to wash his feet, he would have kicked him away long ago.

Chunchun deserves a beating, she's itching for a beating.

But since Si Cizhan had said so, Jiang Xiaowen didn't know what to say anymore. He stood in the middle of the living room with a spatula in his hand, and looked at Jiang Yan after a moment of silence.

"That's fine."

Jiang Xiaowen went back to the kitchen.

Si Ci Zhan had never washed other people's feet before. Looking at the feet in his hands, the fair and beautiful skin and the slightly pink toes, he felt like they were jade porcelain and didn't know how to start.

At first, he moved very gently. Jiang Yan felt itchy and subconsciously dodged a few times, and was about to remind him to use more force.

Si Cizhan grabbed Jiang Yan's ankle:

"Don't move."

"It's too light, it's itchy." Jiang Yan followed up his words and said, "Are you hungry? Are you out of energy?"

Si Cizhan: “?”

He really wanted to pinch Jiang Yan's feet hard to let her know whether he had the strength.

"Don't scream in pain for a while."

Then he rubbed Jiang Yan's feet and washed them. After washing and putting on slippers, the red marks on Jiang Yan's fair skin had not disappeared yet.

Si Ci Zhan felt that he had used too much force.

But he didn't actually use much strength, just a little bit, and he didn't expect that it would leave marks on her feet so easily.

"Does it hurt?" Si Cizhan asked her while holding the bucket.

"No." Jiang Yan shook her head and walked towards the kitchen. She was hungry and wanted to see if there was anything to eat.

When she went in, Jiang Xiaowen first glanced at her feet and saw that Jiang Yan's feet were red.

He had originally felt guilty because Jiang Yan asked Si Ci Zhan to wash her feet, but now he felt no guilt at all and shouted outside:

"Do you know how to wash your feet? I thought you had thick skin, but you rubbed my sister's feet until they turned red. Maybe the skin was broken."

Si Cizhan walked over and looked at him:

"No effort was used."

"I'm going to pick someone up."

"Okay, you go."

Jiang Xiaowen nodded. He prepared such a sumptuous meal today, including two big dishes, not only to nourish Jiang Yan, but also because he received a call from Si Cizhan's father this morning and received the notice.

Si Cizhan's mother is here, that is, Aunt Song has come to Xiaoyu City.

The call from Chief Si Xiao was to ask Si Ci Zhan to take leave to pick someone up.

After Si Cizhan finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Yan, who didn't pay any attention to him at all. He didn't say anything more and went out silently.

"I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?" Jiang Yan didn't care about what they were talking about and went straight to the point and asked Jiang Xiaowen.

Jiang Xiaowen had anticipated that she would be hungry when she woke up, so he immediately said:

"Have."

Then he brought out a bowl covered with a plate and placed it in front of Jiang Yan.

"Try this. These are some fried crumbs that were just fried a while ago. They're only a little bit warm. If you wake up any later, you won't be able to eat them. Eating cold crumbs might give you diarrhea. Now's the perfect time."

Jiang Xiaowen didn't have any special requirements. He just picked one up with his hand and fed it to Jiang Yan's mouth, looking at her gently with a smile on his face.

Jiang Yan was hungry and didn't care whether he used his hands or chopsticks. He chewed the crispy oil residue in his mouth. Although he hadn't swallowed it yet, the hunger in his stomach had already subsided a lot.

Jiang Xiaowen handed her a pair of chopsticks and said softly:

"You can eat a little to fill your stomach first, but don't eat too much."

Now only the two of them, brother and sister, were left in the room, and Jiang Xiaowen also learned the details from Si Cizhan.

While busy at the stove, he spoke gently:

"Yan Yan, I know you're not the type to just play around. You must have other reasons for climbing over the wall and leaving the school. You didn't tell Si Ci Zhan, but can you tell me quietly? I'll definitely keep it a secret for you. Even if the superior officer points a gun at my head, I won't tell anyone else."

His handsome face was filled with a warm and sunny smile, and his tone of voice was gentle and persuasive, as if he was whispering something to his sister.

The tone was like coaxing a child, full of boundless doting.

"Look, you've only been in Xiaoyu City for a few months, and not long after you were released from the hospital, you broke your hand. If my father and your mother knew about this, even if I, your brother, die a thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to atone for my sin. So, I have to die with a clear conscience, right?"

"Brother knows you have good grades. Some classes don't really matter whether you attend them or not. I'm just worried about you. I hope you're fine, don't get hurt, don't get into danger, study safely in school, and live happily every day."

Jiang Xiaowen said a lot, but didn't hear Jiang Yan say a word. After washing the vegetables at hand, he turned around and saw Jiang Yan busy eating the oil residue. It seemed that she didn't listen to a word of his words of conciliatory policy.

Jiang Xiaowen was so angry that he didn't even wipe the water off his hands. He walked over and pulled Jiang Yan's cheeks with both hands, gritting his teeth and saying helplessly:

"Did you hear what I said?"

Jiang Yan pursed her lips tightly, chewed the oil residue in her mouth and swallowed it, then started talking nonsense:

"can not hear."

Jiang Xiaowen became even angrier. Seeing that she still wanted to eat, he immediately snatched the chopsticks from her hand and put the oil residue somewhere else:

"No more eating!"

"Why did you skip classes?" Since the conciliatory policy didn't work, he didn't try that trick and just asked with a cold face, imitating Si Cizhan.

But even Si Cizhan couldn't scare Jiang Yan, let alone Jiang Xiaowen.

Jiang Yan's gaze lingered on the bowl of oil residue:

"Run away if you want."

"Why did you skip class?"

"shop."

"Then why don't you go home and fight with others so late at night?"

"Fun."

Fighting is fun? Jiang Xiaowen wanted to point at Jiang Yan's left arm and ask her to say it again.

In the end, I swallowed my anger, mainly because I couldn't bear to get angry with my sister.

"Why go to the scrap yard to buy scrap?"

"Play."

"Do you dare to tell the truth?" Jiang Xiaowen, who was reluctant to be mean to her, was so angry that his teeth itched. He pointed at her in the air with a spatula, half angry and half helpless, "Why didn't I realize you were so disobedient before!"

He used to think his sister was very well-behaved.

Jiang Yan said: "It's all true."