Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 295 Doubt that I am not my own
The young man stood up slowly and firmly refused their treatment.

Nangong Chenxi braced herself and walked away.

That look of hatred at the small medicine box was seen by An's father, and he didn't force it anymore.

He didn't know what happened to the child, and he didn't even apply the medicine.

"Big brother..." An Qianyin let go of her mother's hand again, trying to catch up, but was suddenly caught by her prepared mother, preventing her from moving.

An Qianyin could only spin around in a hurry, and shouted in that direction in a childish voice, "The medicine... big brother... will hurt..."

Nangong Chenxi only looked back, and the corner of her mouth curled up slightly, probably as a response to her.

He walked away without saying a word.

An's father and An's mother also forcibly took An Qianyin back.

Back to that hide and seek place.

An Yize had just returned, and was standing there waiting for someone. He had his hips akimbo, and when he saw An Qianyin who was being carried back by his mother, his eyes were fixed in the direction they came from, he was so angry that he couldn't bear it.

He walked up one step at a time, pinching An Qianyin's cheeks with both hands, and said angrily, "You're talking about you, you're lying!"

The flesh on her face was very soft and comfortable. If she wasn't small, he really wanted to ravage her face.

"Really, you lied to me every time, and never played with you again..." An Yize stared fiercely at An Qianyin's beautiful water eyes.

Suddenly, he saw her getting more and more wronged.

An Qianyin cried out loudly.

An Yize was so frightened that he immediately let go of his hand, at a loss what to do, no matter what he said.

"Can't you be gentle?" Mother An glared at her son. The two of them were used to fighting each other, so she didn't stop her at first.

I didn't expect to cry directly this time.

An Yize wanted to cry, but he looked at his two hands, then at An Qianyin's smooth and tender face, and couldn't count the words, "I don't have any...it's obviously very light..."

An Qianyin cried even more fiercely. Father An, who had recovered the medicine box just now, heard An Qianyin's unbearable crying from a distance, and rushed over to teach An Yize a lesson.

An Yize also felt wronged and wanted to cry.

He even suspected that he picked it up.

It's hard for him to resist his sister's character of crying at every turn, and once she cries, it's hard to comfort her.

It took An Yize several ways to calm down the fussy An Qianyin.

He held five candies in his hand, and gave them all to An Qianyin.

But he felt a little pity, and blinked like his younger sister, "Hey, I've given it to you, so you can give me one too..."

"...No way" An Qianyin glanced at the candy in his hand, peeled off one and put it in his mouth, looked at him with red eyes from crying, and then refused.

If it was the usual way, An Yize would definitely grab it without hesitation, but in the current situation, if he did so, he would definitely make An Qianyin cry again.

So he watched An Qianyin so pitifully after eating three candies, and put the last two in his palm, weighing them, not knowing what he was thinking.

An Yize felt that he had hope, and stretched out his hand, "Give it to me?"

After finishing speaking, in the next second, An Yize saw that An Qianyin stuffed the remaining two candies into his pocket without any hesitation, neither eating it himself nor giving it to him.

He snorted, "If you don't give it to me, why do you keep it?"

"Just... just don't give it to you..." With a small face, she spoke in a soft milky voice, as if she saw him as an enemy.

(End of this chapter)