"Uh!" Shen Qingyan was at a loss for words.
Nan Mochen is a total overprotective brother! With him standing there like a black-faced grim reaper, who would dare pursue Little Watermelon?
She didn't dare to have an opinion either. So...
"Then just stay single for now!"
"..." Nan Moxin's lips twitched, "Qingqing!"
Shen Qingyan hurriedly pulled the covers over her head, "Sleep, sleep, let's go to sleep! Tomorrow we'll go play at your house."
"!!!"
Nan Moxin looked at the dark night, feeling a bit gloomy: Qingqing is already planning to get married, when will she ever get to date?
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Early the next morning, Shen Qingyan was back to her lively self. The medicine Nan Mochen applied to her foot yesterday was the super antiseptic medicine she recently developed. It worked like magic; after a night's sleep, there was no more pain.
"Little Watermelon..."
"Qingqing!" Nan Moxin huffed, hands on her hips, "Dare you call my brother Little Pumpkin to his face?!"
