Ye Lan sat obediently on the glazed platform and looked at Tang Jifeng.
"Is it still bleeding?" I was extremely worried and felt extremely guilty.
"Um."
"Will the bleeding continue?"
"Then you can help me collect the body as soon as you wake up tomorrow."
"..." Ye Lan muttered: "You look so tall and strong, how can you be so fragile?"
Tang Jifeng washed his face with water and said helplessly: "It's my fault. If I'm with you again, I have to buy myself an iron nose to wear."
Ye Lan laughed out loud and apologized sincerely again, "I'm sorry, don't blame me."
The soft tone is a sign of coquettishness.
Tang Jifeng took a towel, wiped his face with one hand, and supported himself on the glass table with the other hand, squinting at her, "I can forgive you. Then tell me, will you drink in the future or not?"
Seeing his purple nose, Ye Lan felt so uncomfortable. So, he immediately shook his head and said, "I don't want to drink anymore."
"real?"
"I promise I won't drink again!" Ye Lan raised his hand, looking very sincere.
"I trust you for now." Tang Jifeng put the towel down and looked her up and down again, "Do you want to take a shower?"
"Can I wash it?"
"I've already lent you my bed, so I might as well lend you a bathtub." Tang Jifeng filled her bathtub with hot water. Then, he went out and picked out a nightgown from the dressing room and handed it to her. "Call me if you need anything. I'll be outside. Also, walk carefully and don't fall in the bathroom."
"Yeah. I think I'm more awake now."
"You hit me so hard that I'm bleeding. If you don't wake up, I'll throw you onto the street."
Ye Lan stuck out his tongue playfully, "You won't be willing to do that."
Tang Jifeng smiled helplessly. This little thing actually understood.
——
Because of the little episode just now, Ye Lan was awakened a little. He drank some hangover tea and soaked it in hot water, and he was almost sober.
When she came out in her nightgown, she found that a new set of sheets had been put on the bed. She didn't expect Tang Jifeng to even know how to change the sheets. Her brother couldn't do that at all.
"Brother Ji Feng."
Ye Lan called him as he opened the door and walked out.
"Have you finished washing?" Tang Jifeng was in the kitchen at this moment.
"Um."
Ye Lan nodded and walked towards him, "What are you doing?"
Tang Jifeng then raised his eyes. Ye Lan in front of him had just taken a bath, his tender little face was red, and he was wrapped in his nightgown, like a petite doll.
Especially the pair of eyes that looked at him, which had lost their previous intoxication and were now as clean as crystal, spotless. Tang Jifeng thought that the reason why he spoiled this little girl like his own sister was probably because of her cleanliness, which was completely different from his world. This made him always want to spoil her and protect her.
“Hey!” Seeing that he didn’t say anything and just stared at her in a daze, Ye Lan waved his hands in front of him mischievously and smiled in a particularly arrogant way, “Even if I’m pretty, you don’t have to stare at me in a daze all the time, right?”
Tang Jifeng laughed, "Who did you inherit this narcissistic gene from?"
"The day after tomorrow. What are you cooking?"
"Are you hungry?"
It would be fine if he didn't say it, but once he did, it was a little bit true. Ye Lan held his stomach and said, "There were a lot of people together at night, and I didn't eat well."
"Go sit in the dining room, I'll bring it to you later. Don't learn from your brother and develop a bad habit that will ruin your stomach."
Ye Lan smiled meaningfully, "Brother Ji Feng, you really care about my brother."
Tang Jifeng flicked her forehead unhappily, "Don't be so heartless, I'm just caring about you."
"Thank you for your concern." Ye Lan pinched the hem of his nightgown, squatted slightly towards him, and bowed. Then, he looked at him with a flattering smile, "Is this a caring and thoughtful person?"
Tang Jifeng smiled and shook his head helplessly.
Ye Lan chatted with him and turned and left the kitchen.
Tang Jifeng brought two bowls of hot porridge, one for himself and one for her. He sat down opposite her. Just as he picked up the chopsticks, Ye Lan stood up and leaned towards him from the table.
"Why don't you eat well? What do you want to do?" Tang Jifeng looked at her in confusion.
"Put your face closer."
Tang Jifeng raised his eyebrows, seeming to be wondering what she was up to.
"Hurry up, I'm tired."
Tang Jifeng was really afraid that she would fall on the table and get burned by the hot porridge. So, he pushed the two bowls of porridge away, stood up, and held her arms with both hands. She had an ointment in her hand and put it on his nose.
"I found this in your medicine box. It heals bruises quickly."
Then, he leaned over and subconsciously blew a breath on his nose. Tang Jifeng was startled. The breath brushed over his wound, with a faint fragrance, like feathers, and he felt his pores itchy, which made him distracted for a moment. What he saw was Ye Lan's childish face, "Don't worry, it won't hurt soon."
As she spoke, her soft fingers gently touched the bridge of his nose, as if to comfort him.
Tang Jifeng froze for a moment, and then he pushed her hand away. Ye Lan was not a sensitive child, but his action still made her frown and look at him.
Tang Jifeng seemed to have noticed something was wrong with him, and fearing that his attitude might hurt her, he softened his expression and said, "Don't worry about me, drink the porridge. Otherwise it will get cold."
“Oh…” Ye Lan sat back and scooped the porridge with a spoon.
Tang Jifeng looked at her twice more. She and Ye Yan often did the same little thing. She just treated him like her own brother. So, why was he so awkward by himself
Thinking about it this way, he felt that his reaction was a little ridiculous. In his heart, he felt more at ease.
"Drink slowly. Be careful of the heat." When he spoke again, his expression was as gentle as before.
Ye Lan's depressed mood just now disappeared immediately after hearing his words. He raised his head and smiled at him, "Well. You should drink slowly too."
He is really a very easy-to-please child.
It's really hard not to like.
"Brother Ji Feng, I'm back alone. Have Qiuqiu and the others left?"
"Qiuqiu? Your big baby?"
"Um."
"Are you still her beloved concubine?"
"Um!"
Tang Jifeng laughed, "Don't worry, I've asked Xiao Mo to take them back. Nothing will go wrong."
"That's good."
As soon as Ye Lan finished speaking, Tang Jifeng's phone rang. Ye Lan subconsciously followed his gaze and saw a string of numbers flashing on his phone, but no name. However, someone who called so late must not be a simple relationship. Her curiosity was instinctively aroused.
Tang Jifeng took the phone and put it to his ear to listen.
"Who?"
"How do you have my number?"
Tang Jifeng glanced at Ye Lan and said, "My relationship with anyone has nothing to do with you. Don't call me again in the future."