After rebirth, the real daughter became a popular figure by relying on internal competition

Li Zhiyin looked at him.

Li Yanlang sat next to her. Although he was asking her questions, he was still staring at his fingers in confusion, not knowing what he was thinking.

She sneered, "What does it have to do with you? Are you here to gather information and then tell your father and your aunt? Let you guys think that I have been abandoned by these princes, and then take me home as a reward?"

Li Yanlang met her gaze blankly and hid his hands behind his back: "I haven't thought about it that way."

She rolled her eyes and said, "Come on, your whole family is no good. You must have come here at the behest of your father."

Li Zhiyin felt annoyed when he thought of his father and lost his appetite. He put the watermelon on the table and said, "Go away. I won't kill you because I've already killed you once. But if you irritate me again next time, I will still kill you. Don't be so arrogant."

Li Yanlang was a little anxious and stood up: "I came to see you on my own initiative, not because of my father's instruction!"

He was speechless as he thought of something, and explained dryly, "After all, I am your brother...I should take care of you, right?"

Li Zhiyin sneered, turned around and glared at him: "Then why didn't you take care of me in your last life? I remember that you took care of Li Wuyou wholeheartedly, and even stared at me covetously. Wasn't I your sister in the last life?"

Li Yanlang looked ashamed and lowered his eyes to avoid looking into her eyes: "When I first met you, I did want to communicate with you normally, but Wuyou cried when she saw you, and she would cry again when she thought of you. She and I grew up together, and to me she is my own sister. I get upset when she cries, and over time, I start to get annoyed with you..."

"It is my fault."

Li Yanlang had a hunched back, looking completely different from the cold and arrogant young man when they first met.

His fists were clenched tightly at his sides, his sword-like eyebrows could almost pinch a fly to death, and his face was pale.

"Brother really knows his mistake."

Li Zhiyin stood a few steps away from him with his arms folded, and heard the extremely subtle and trembling tail of Li Yanlang's voice.

She smiled: "Are you not feeling something you shouldn't be feeling? Li Yanlang."

Li Yanlang was startled and met her gaze.

She looked him up and down with a sarcastic look: "You are nice to Li Wuyou on the surface, but in fact you are in love with her. You are using the brother-sister relationship to hide your feelings for her. Li Wuyou is in prison, and you don't have a sister anymore. In fact, you miss Li Wuyou in your heart, but you dare not admit it. Then you point your target at me, using me to fill the emptiness in your heart, and use me as a substitute for Li Wuyou?"

Li Yanlang gradually opened his eyes wide, as if he felt that what she said was outrageous.

But it was also like she had revealed the secret in my heart.

She grinned maliciously and turned away: "I understand you, because I am also a pervert~"

The man behind him raised his voice: "No! I don't have that kind of feelings for Li Wuyou! She and I just have a normal brother-sister relationship!!"

The twelve people watching the surveillance suddenly changed their expressions!

Li Zhiyin also frowned and looked back.

Li Yanlang froze in place, staring at her with wide eyes, seeming very angry about her remarks.

He was 50% similar to her, and naturally handsome, with narrow and long phoenix eyes flashing with strange light, and his angry look was also very strange.

His face was flushed, his lips were slightly open, and he was breathing heavily, as if he was nervous.

A full bead of sweat slid down from his forehead, slid to his chin, landed on his collarbone, then slid down and disappeared at the collar of his shirt.

He was trying to hold back something, his lips opened and closed as he squeezed out a sentence -

"My relationship with her is just the most ordinary brother-sister relationship."

Li Zhiyin: “…”

Yes, that's right, why are you shouting so loudly?

I thought his prosthetics had short-circuited and was about to explode.

She wanted to leave, but she felt a more intense pain in her stomach. The pain lasted for a long time, making her frown in discomfort and cover her stomach.

Before he could recover, Li Yanlang's voice came closer: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

He came up from behind, held her hand that was covering her stomach with his five fingers, and asked nervously: "Do you have a stomachache from eating too much watermelon?"

She ignored it and squatted down to calm down.

Li Yanlang also squatted down, his broad back embracing her from behind, his hands resting lightly on her shoulders, like a lingering ghost.

He glanced at the watermelon, which she had not eaten much of, and noticed the two glass bottles.

He hurried forward and picked it up.

It's cold.

Obviously he had just drunk it.

He widened his eyes in surprise: "Did you drink two bottles of ice water in one breath? Do you want to die?!"

Li Zhiyin could no longer squat steadily and curled up into a ball on the ground.

it hurts!

This time it hurts more than ever!

Li Yanlang walked quickly to her side and said, "Let your brother carry you back to the bedroom and boil some hot water for you to drink."

Her ears were ringing in pain, her mind went blank, and she gritted her teeth and said nothing.

Li Yanlang's anxious voice came from his ear: "Brother will hold you, brother has no other intentions, brother just wants to take care of you!"

"Friend? Friend? Can you hear your brother?"

"If you don't say anything, I'll hug you!"

Li Zhiyin couldn't stand it any longer, so she stood up and pushed him aside: "Are you a chicken? Cluck, cl ...

Li Yanlang fell hard on his buttocks and looked at her helplessly: "I, I just want to take care of you. I am indeed your brother."

Li Zhiyin was so angry that her stomach hurt even more and she fell to the ground.

But she fell into a warm embrace.

Li Yanlang picked her up and quickly ran upstairs: "Sorry for the offense, Zhiyin!"

Li Zhiyin gasped weakly and could feel the simulated leather wicking sweat according to her physical condition.

She had just finished a shower and her body was soaked with cold sweat, which soon soaked her hair.

She was put on the bed by Li Yanlang.

She tossed and turned in pain and closed her eyes in discomfort.

Li Yanlang's fingertips were trembling, and he stood by the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Li Zhiyin didn't have time to care about him. She just felt him touch her face. The moment he touched her, he felt like he had touched a hot potato. He turned around and ran downstairs: "I'll go boil some water!"

Li Zhiyin didn't have time to answer. He opened his mouth and gasped, trying to ease the pain.

She didn't like drinking hot water because the water source in the slums had a faint odor. People who lived there all year round were numb to the smell of the water, but she was not.

She is extremely sensitive to smells, and even more sensitive to bad smells. Once the water boils, the stench will turn into a strong fishy smell that makes her want to vomit.

She couldn't swallow this kind of water. She had to cool the water down and then chill it before she could drink it because ice water had the least taste.

Even though she came to the rich area, the water there had no taste and could not be boiled, so she was used to drinking ice water and eating cold food.

Chi Ye and the others would limit the amount of ice water she drank, for fear that she would have stomachache, and they would also make soup for her at every meal so that she could drink the soup to warm her stomach.

It made her stomach become delicate!

Li Zhiyin opened her eyes regretfully and noticed a blue shell keychain next to her pillow.

She didn't have the strength to take it, and suddenly she felt a heat in her stomach.

Someone came into her bed and hugged her.

She was stunned and forgot the pain for a moment, and lifted the quilt to look inside.

A head of aqua blue hair first caught her sight.

Sixteen had his arm around her waist, wearing comfortable black silk pajamas, and she smelled faintly of roses.

The guy seemed to have taken a bath in her guest room, using her custom shower gel.

He pressed his face against her stomach, using it to warm it, then looked up at her, his bright eyes curved in a very seductive way.

"Did you expect that I would appear in your bed in this way, Li Zhiyin?"