After picking up his sister, Brother Jin gave her his life

Chapter 220 Boring Bet

Little Chengcheng kept rubbing her little face in her brother's arms, and her small nose became red. But she was still like a kitten clinging to her owner, and couldn't stop wanting to get close to her brother.

Seeing Xiao Chengcheng so adorable, Ming Nanjin felt extremely distressed. The fierce anger in his body instantly disappeared. He looked at Xiao Chengcheng in his arms with tenderness and said softly, "Chengcheng, I'm sorry. Brother shouldn't have left you alone at home. I'm sorry for making you worry."

Little Chengcheng raised his big watery eyes, which were already filled with tears. He looked at his brother, nodded slightly, and said in a tearful voice: "Ge Ge, next time, no."

Ming Nanjin hugged Xiao Chengcheng even tighter.

"Well, not next time."

As he spoke, Ming Nanjin's heart and eyes were filled with his sister in his arms, and he walked upstairs holding Xiao Chengcheng as if no one was around. Xiao Chengcheng must have gotten up and waited after he left. Now that it was late at night, he just wanted to hold his sister and have a good sleep.

To the extent that Ming Nanjin completely forgot about the three people standing behind her. Jiang Shiwen, Jiang Shiyu and Yan Zeyu just watched Ming Nanjin and Xiao Chengcheng display their warm brother-sister love, but in the end, they were completely forgotten.

The three of them couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and they couldn't figure out whether they were jealous of Xiao Chengcheng or Ming Nanjin.

"Then what should we three do?" Jiang Shiyu looked helpless and turned to look at Jiang Shiwen.

Yan Zeyu seemed to be unconcerned, after all, he had his own room on the first floor.

"Then two young masters, please do as you please. I need to rest." Yan Zeyu put his hands behind his head and walked towards his room on the first floor with a leisurely look on his face.

Jiang Shiyu looked at Yan Zeyu's smug look and shouted unconvincedly: "Where are you going? There is no place for you to sleep here. Who do you think you are?"

When Yan Zeyu heard Jiang Shiyu's words, he immediately became excited. Hey, you know what, he really has it.

"How can there be no place for me to sleep? Come here, Second Young Master Jiang, take a look, please look at my room." Yan Zeyu deliberately walked to the door of the room and opened it wide so that Jiang Shiyu could see it clearly.

Jiang Shiyu really ran over to check and found that there really was such a room.

It's just that the things inside are arranged in a mess. This is where a single man like Yan Zeyu lives. In just one night, Yan Zeyu was able to mess up this room, which was really amazing.

When Jiang Shiyu saw that Yan Zeyu actually had a room, he still had that unconvinced look on his face.

"Why do you have a room? Did you secretly find a room to sleep in here?" Jiang Shiyu was dissatisfied. Looking at Yan Zeyu's smug face, he was almost furious. He and Ming Nanjin grew up together, but Ming Nanjin didn't prepare a room for him in the villa, but only prepared one for Yan Zeyu. Why!

Yan Zeyu looked at Jiang Shiyu's frustrated expression, the smug smile on his face became deeper and deeper, he wished he could let Jiang Shiyu come in and have a good look around his room right now.

"Hey, Jin just loves me more than she loves you. Are you convinced or not?"

"I surrender to your mother!" Jiang Shiyu was so angry that veins popped out of his forehead, and he yelled at Yan Zeyu crazily, "If Jin gave you this room voluntarily, you can ask me to do anything, even eat up this room!"

Yan Zeyu was in the right today, but he was not angry. Seeing Jiang Shiyu jumping up and down like an angry monkey, he felt quite happy instead.

"Okay, you said it, if this is my room, you can eat it up." Yan Zeyu danced with excitement after listening to Jiang Shiyu's words.

"Okay, I, Jiang Shiyu, keep my word. What if it's not your room?" Jiang Shiyu raised his head and widened his eyes.

"I'll do whatever you say." Yan Zeyu crossed his arms across his chest, full of confidence.

"If not, you'll eat this carpet." Jiang Shiyu said viciously.

"Okay!" Yan Zeyu agreed without hesitation.

Jiang Shiwen stood in the living room, helplessly watching the two people arguing in the corridor, secretly complaining: You are so old, and you are still making such a childish and boring bet, it's really boring.

Just then, Ming Nanjin, who had coaxed Xiao Chengcheng to sleep, came downstairs to drink water. Seeing several people still making a lot of noise in the villa, her brows furrowed.

"Why are you still here?" Ming Nanjin asked as she walked down the stairs while looking at Jiang Shiyu and Yan Zeyu who were arguing fiercely.

"Jin, you're here just in time. Yan Zeyu said this is his room, right?"

As soon as Jiang Shiyu heard Ming Nanjin's voice, he quickly looked upstairs. He looked so anxious, as if he was afraid that if he didn't know the answer today, he would not be able to sleep all night.

Ming Nanjin walked down the stairs, glanced at Yan Zeyu's open door, and replied in a light tone: "Yeah."

Yan Zeyu immediately looked at Jiang Shiyu with pride, and said smugly: "Well, I told you this is my room, and you still don't believe me, go and eat the room!"

Yan Zeyu's face was full of arrogance of a villain who had succeeded in his mission. Jiang Shiyu, who was already furious, looked at him like this and wanted to rush up and beat him up.

Yan Zeyu looked at Jiang Shiyu's angry look, and a more evil idea came to his mind. He said to Jiang Shiyu who was still unconvinced: "Forget it, forget it. I won't force you to eat the room. Just help me clean the room. If you eat the room, I will have no place to sleep tonight. You'd better help me clean it up so that I can sleep more comfortably."

Jiang Shiyu looked unconvinced and muttered, "Damn it, you'd better sleep with one eye open at night." Although he was unconvinced, Jiang Shiyu still recognized the bet he made, and finally walked into Yan Zeyu's extremely sloppy room reluctantly.

In the room, clothes were thrown randomly on the floor, shoes were scattered here and there, the desk was piled with messy sundries, and the quilt on the bed was crumpled into a ball.

While cleaning, Jiang Shiyu complained to Ming Nanjin: "Jin, don't you love me anymore? Why did you prepare a room for him and not for me?"

Ming Nanjin was already in a bad mood because of their quarrel. After hearing Jiang Shiyu's words, she glared at him angrily and shouted, "If you keep talking nonsense, get out!"

Jiang Shiwen leaned against the door, his arms folded across his chest, looking at Jiang Shiyu's self-inflicted look, and couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Letting you make a blind bet, you're asking for trouble."

After hearing this, Jiang Shiyu didn't dare to say anything more. He could only speed up the cleaning, but in his heart he cursed Yan Zeyu a thousand times.