She gave her fourth brother a look and carried the dumplings upstairs.

Ji Yun blushed and watched his sister go upstairs. He turned around to settle the score with Cheng Xian, "In front of Xiaoliu, do you have a number on your lips..."

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The night passed quietly.

Nan Song got up, washed and went downstairs. He moved carefully, for fear of waking up the two brothers who were still sleeping, so he wanted to go downstairs and make breakfast for them.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped down the stairs, I heard the rustling sound in the kitchen. Cheng Xian was already up and frying eggs.

He heard the movement behind him and tilted his head slightly, "Are you awake?"

"Yes. Good morning, Brother Cheng."

Nan Song said hello and followed him into the kitchen.

Cheng Xian always showed the image of a lawyer in suits and ties in front of Nan Song. This was the first time he saw him wearing home clothes and an apron. He looked like a homely person. He didn't wear any glasses. Most of his ruffianism had receded, leaving only gentleness.

Already.

He skillfully put the fried eggs on the plate and asked Nan Song, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Nan Song nodded, "It's good. I slept until dawn."

Seeing that she was in high spirits and did not look like she had not slept well, Cheng Xian raised his lips slightly and said, "It seems that the money spent on decorating this house was not wasted."

"..."

Nan Song heard the implication, couldn't help but blush, and changed the subject, "Fourth brother hasn't woken up yet?"

Cheng Xian raised his head and glanced at the clock. With the "ding" of the toaster, he said, "It's here."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if pinching his tongue, Ji Yun stared at the messy chicken coop, yawned and went downstairs. The buttons of his pajamas were all messed up, exposing a large piece of his neck.

Nan Song sighed inwardly, truly admiring the sound insulation effect of this house.

While having breakfast, she asked Cheng Xian matter-of-factly, "Brother Cheng, which company renovated your house? Can you recommend it? I'll go back and install the soundproof wall in the rose garden."

Cheng Xian said "Okay" without blushing or heartbeat, but Ji Yun raised his head in confusion, always feeling that there was something in his younger sister's words.

Before he had time to think about it, he subconsciously said: "Didn't mom refuse to install the soundproof wall in the rose garden? It's for your own safety. Be good and listen to mom."

Then he handed the spread piece of bread to Nan Song, "Your little life has been tied to the belt of King Yama's trousers since you were born. Please be careful."

The soundproof wall didn't work, but I got a lesson.

Nan Song felt sad, biting a piece of bread and muttering, "Why didn't mom give me a younger brother or younger sister?"

She is the youngest, and the five brothers above can all bully her alone.

Ji Yun laughed at her little temper and childishness, but Nan Song would never show this little temper in front of others, but would only show it in front of the people closest to her. He was happy to tolerate it, and raised his hand to rub her head.

It aroused Nan Song's resentful eyes.

"You still have butter on your hands, don't touch my hair...Brother Cheng, just take care of him!"

After a whole morning of fussing, it was time to go to work. Nan Song was going to check on Shen Yan's physical condition today and go to the hospital with Ji Yun.

Cheng Xian's law firm was not far from Jiahe Hospital, so he didn't let Ji Yun drive and gave them a lift.

Halfway through the car ride, Ji Yun received a call from the hospital. He couldn't help but change his expression, "...what are people who have just undergone surgery making a fuss about? Okay, I got it. We're here now. Stay calm first."

He, it is really not possible to inject him with a sedative."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Song asked, "What's wrong?"

Ji Yun's face darkened, "Early in the morning, Shen Yan started making a fuss. He went crazy, and Lin Lu was also injured."
Chapter completed!