The young man grabbed He Xi's hand, put her palm close to his mouth, and blew gently.
He Xi's whole body froze completely, and he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief.
The boy's mouth corners were stiffly pulled up, as if he was smiling, but it turned into a strange muscle twitch.
Seeing that He Xi still didn't smile, he thought she was still in pain. Not giving up, he grabbed her hand and blew on it gently again.
"Xiao Chi!" He Xi let out a cry that was almost like a whine, and suddenly reached out and touched the boy's face.
She stared at the boy's face like a madman, taking in every inch and every detail.
The more she looked, the more she thought it looked like it.
Her eyebrows, eyes, and facial features all seem to be like her younger brother Xiaochi when he grows up.
He is not Nalan Hexi’s younger brother, but Xiaochi, the younger brother who depended on her in the orphanage in her previous life!
Hearing her call, the young man seemed stunned, with a confused and dazed light in his eyes.
Ying Zi's eyes also stared blankly at He Xi, and then, as if possessed by some mysterious force, the boy opened his mouth and shouted out two words in a broken and chaotic voice, "Sister... Sister..."
Hot tears flowed from Hexi's eyes and wet her clothes, but she didn't notice.
She couldn't tell whether those tears were from Hexi or Nalan Hexi, but the word "sister" touched the softest part of her heart.
He Xi hugged the boy's dirty and smelly body into his arms, and whispered in a trembling voice, "Xiao Chi... Xiao Chi..."
The little figure who stood in front of her to protect her time and time again.
The brother who was willing to go into the hellish laboratory for him.
They were her only relatives in her previous life, and also the relatives she would never have again.
But now, Xiaochi appeared in front of her.
No matter whether the young man in front of her is Nalan Hexi's younger brother or her Hexi's younger brother, in this life, she will definitely protect this young man and never let him get hurt.
When the boy was held in Hexi's arms, he was panicked for a moment and instinctively wanted to escape.
But slowly, the familiar fragrance of He Xi's body entered her nose. It was a smell that made her extremely long for and miss it so much.
The boy's tense brows slowly relaxed, and he leaned his head obediently on He Xi's shoulder, making a comfortable gurgling sound in his throat, similar to the sound of a wild animal having its fur stroked.
He even turned his head to the side because of excitement and gently licked the skin on the side of Hexi's neck to express his intimacy and affection.
Nangong Yu, who had been watching from the side, had been telling himself that this was Hexi's younger brother and he shouldn't be jealous and lose his temper. But at this moment, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
This little pervert, not only did he throw himself into Xier's arms (it was clearly He Xi who pulled her in), he even dared to lick Xier. Is he tired of living
Nangong Yu took a step forward with a cold face, grabbed the boy's neck with one hand, and pulled him out of He Xi's arms.
As soon as the boy was pulled away from He Xi, his nerves immediately tensed up, with fear and alertness on his face.
However, when he felt the powerful aura emanating from Nangong Yu, he immediately calmed down again.
However, due to a long life of abuse, he could not help but tremble and let out a low, heartbreaking whine when he sensed danger.
He Xi immediately stood up nervously and shouted, "Nangong Yu, what are you doing? Will you hurt him like this?"
Nangong Yu frowned, and looked at the boy in his hand with an even more hostile look. (To be continued)