She looked at him in surprise, "You want to move here?"

"Is there anything wrong? Didn't we all live together at the beginning?" he asked back with a funny look.

How could it be the same as it is now? Ling Yiran pursed his thin lips tightly, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.

"Or, sister, don't you want to live with me?" He asked, leaning down and leaning his face close to her cheek.

His breath sprayed on her face, the face that could almost be called the masterpiece of God, so close to her that she could even see every lash of his eyelashes, [    ] along with the slight tremor of his eyelashes.

She subconsciously wanted to leave the beginning and avoid his gaze.

But the next moment, his fingers were clasped on her jaw and forced her to look at him.

"Why, is it difficult to answer?" His voice was clear and cold, while those black eyes stared at her with a sharp light, as if they wanted to see through her. "Or, have you regretted it? I regretted it for Zhuo Qianyun, and agreed to me?"

"I... won't go back on my word." Ling Yiran said bitterly, "It's just that I can't change my identity like you... so fast, Yi Jinli, I want you to give me some time to let me adapt again, okay?"

Her voice almost begged, and his eyes flashed slightly, "If this is your request from Sister, then, okay, I can not live with you for the time being and give you time to adapt, but I don't like to wait too long."

Her heart was relieved.

"Also, call me A Jin." His fingers gently stroked her red lips.

Her lips were getting hot, "A Jin..." She shouted as he wished.

He smiled, stretched out his arms to hug her, his face buried deep in her neck, and said in a gentle voice, "Finally, you have become my sister again. From now on, you will be by my side and not leave, do you know?"

Her body was stiff, and she felt a chill covering her whole body.

Obviously his arms were so warm, but she felt very cold... very cold...

———

Ling Yiran met Zhuo Qianyun the next day. Zhuo Qianyun's mood had stabilized, but her face didn't look very good, and she was full of haggardness.

"It doesn't matter." Ling Yiran asked.

Zhuo Qianyun forced a smile, "It's okay, I heard from my mother that she called you yesterday, and then you helped me." But when she said this, her face turned into worry, "Yesterday, did you go to Yi Jinli for my business?"

The man who came to Ye Wenming's place claimed to be Yi Jinli's personal secretary.

Think about it, only people with a status like Yi Jinli will force Ye Wenming to let her and Xiao Yan go.

After all, Shencheng is Yi Jinli's territory.

Ling Yiran nodded.

"He didn't make any requests." Zhuo Qianyun asked anxiously, fearing that Ling will suffer losses for her business.

"It's nothing, I just want to be his sister again." Ling Yiran tried to underestimate it.
Chapter completed!