"Really? Why didn't I see it?" Pan Shu glanced at the dark night. There were no stars in the long night, and even the moon was blurry and invisible.

Although it cannot be called bright, it is still pretty good.

But the boy had already squeezed into the house.

Holding the pillow, he skillfully took out a quilt from the cabinet and said, "I'll sleep on the floor. I won't disturb my sister."

While he was making the bed, he raised his handsome face and said coquettishly, "Please, sister~"

No one would refuse him.

After saying helplessly, "This won't happen again," Pan Shu lay down on the bed, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

This will not happen again.

She has said this many times.

The boy licked his crimson lips, threw down the quilt, folded his hands and lay in front of the window, just staring at her quietly.

The light in his eyes flickered, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her.

After a long while, until he heard the girl's even and slow breathing, the boy lay down on the bed carefully and familiarly, and fell asleep with his clothes on, contentedly hugging the girl he longed for.

The next morning.

When Panshu opened her eyes, the boy was sleeping soundly.

But she clearly saw his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Tsk.

The play is really good.

She pretended to be panicked and pushed away the boy's hand on her waist, "Meng Jingchi!"

The young man slowly woke up.

He opened his sleepy eyes and pulled Panshu into his arms. He buried his cold, delicate and handsome face in the pit of Panshu's collarbone and hummed, "Sister... sleep a little longer, I'm so sleepy..."

Panshu pushed him a few more times.

Unfortunately, there is a natural disparity in strength between men and women.

She patted the boy on the back, "Shouldn't you explain why you appeared in my bed again?"

Meng Jingchi's back stiffened, and he muttered, "I don't know. Maybe I wasn't comfortable sleeping on the floor, so I went to bed half-heartedly in the middle of the night. I didn't mean it, sister..."

The soft-hearted girl was easily fooled by his pleading.

He didn't notice anything wrong with the boy's overstepping of his authority.

Fearing that Pan Shu would feel uncomfortable, Meng Jingchi got up after a while and said with a blushing face, "Sister, I won't do this again next time."

Panshu responded with a smile.

I sneered in my heart.

He didn't know how many times he had said this.

My ears are about to get calluses from listening so much.

Meng Jingchi did not stay with Banshu to wash up. He held the pillow he brought with him and walked back to his yard without caring what the servants thought.

Then at night he would wash himself clean and climb into Banshu's bed.

Meng Jingchi saw his uncle was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything first.

The uncle smiled bitterly, "Young Master, are you doing this to the eldest young master? The eldest young master almost died in Guannan several times for the Meng family, and you are doing something illegal..."

Meng Jingchi raised his eyebrows and smiled sarcastically.

There was a cold cruelty suppressed in the beautiful and bright peach blossom eyes, and the thick black eyelashes cast a fine shadow on the lower eyelid.

"What is wrong?"

He reached out and brushed off the unnecessary dust on his shoulders, his eyes unintentional. "I love her, so I will do whatever it takes to stay by her side, even if it means eternal damnation... and anyone who stands in my way will only go to hell. Uncle, considering you've worked for the Meng family for so many years, I can let today's incident go. But if I hear you say something like this again, don't blame me for disregarding the bond between master and servant."

My uncle is gone.

Meng Jingchi had a cruel yet harmless smile on his face.

What did he do wrong.

He just wanted to have her.

He doesn't want anything, the Meng family, power and status, nothing is worth a Banshu.

But why does the whole world want to be against him?

The boy's eyebrows lowered a little.

There were wildly surging emotions suppressed in his eyes.

The weather during the plum rain season is gray and foggy. It has just rained and there is still a hint of coolness in the air.

Pan Shu was sitting in the pavilion, and opposite her was Meng Jingchi.

"Hasn't your elder brother sent any letters home yet?" Pan Shu held her chin with a worried look on her face.

Meng Jingchi didn't say anything.

The girl's inner voice was particularly vivid and interesting, but he couldn't laugh——

[I hope Meng Jingyue isn't hooking up with other girls out there. I'm so annoyed. It's so hot and stuffy out here. He's been gone for months and hasn't come back yet. I'm getting a little angry!]

[I don't know if his legs hurt. Never mind, he deserves it!]

In fact, Meng Jingyue did send letters back, and quite frequently, almost one every three days.

But they were all burned by Meng Jingchi.

It can't be delivered to Panshu at all.

Meng Jingchi also took away the landline phone in the house.

Almost all ways to contact Panshu were cut off by the young man.

"Sister, I heard that the daughter of the governor of Guannan Province is interested in you." Meng Jingchi smiled, "I heard that Miss Sun has been infatuated with you for many years. This time you went to Guannan, it is inevitable that you will be entangled with Miss Sun."

The girl's face turned pale in an instant.

Meng Jingchi showed no joy when he saw this, and gloomy emotions surged in his eyes.

"Oh...I believe your brother."

"But sister, there's a saying that goes, 'A woman chasing a man is as thin as paper.' Big brother is a gentle and soft-hearted person. He might feel pity for Miss Sun because she's pitiful..."

Ban Shu raised her eyes and looked at the young man.

His face still had the innocence that was unique to teenagers, as if he had no idea that just a few words from him had caused a rift between a pair of lovers.

He is the most innocent.

He knows nothing.

Tsk.

Pan Shu raised the corner of her lips, "What if your elder brother is really left in Guannan by that Miss Sun, what should I do?"

"Sister and me."

"But our Jing Chi also wants to marry and have children." Pan Shu leaned over and pinched his cheek. "If your eldest brother really has changed his mind, then I will naturally not pester him. You don't have to worry about your eldest brother and me pestering your Meng family."

Meng Jingchi frowned.

That wasn't his intention.

He just wanted her to give up on Meng Jingyue.

The young man forced a smile. He looked at the endless rain outside the pavilion, pretending not to notice the dejection that flashed across the girl's face. "It's raining, sister, let's go back to the house."

"Um."

Meng Jingchi was holding an oil umbrella.

Most of the umbrella is tilted towards Panshu.

Most of his body was exposed, soaked by the rain.

"elder sister."

The boy suddenly called her.

Pan Shu stopped and looked at him in confusion, "Why... um..."

The young man closed his eyes, held the umbrella with one hand, and grabbed Banshu's neck with the other hand, and covered her with his lips.