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

Chapter 222 Jiang Shiyu's "Death Anniversary"

After washing her face, Xiao Chengcheng looked like a porcelain doll, much more energetic. She lay on her brother Ming Nanjin's broad shoulders, blinking her big black gemstone eyes, curiously looking around.

Although she had been here for a few days, she was still curious about every corner here, as if she was exploring a mysterious new world.

Ming Nanjin has a tall and straight figure, like a proudly standing pine tree.

He walked downstairs slowly holding Xiao Chengcheng in his arms, and saw Jiang Shiwen sitting elegantly on the soft sofa, drinking tea leisurely, his slender fingers sliding across the screen of his mobile phone to browse messages.

He has a handsome face and a calm expression, exuding a mature and steady temperament.

"Where's Jiang Shiyu?"

Ming Nanjin walked down the stairs holding Xiao Chengcheng in her arms. Seeing that Jiang Shiwen was the only one there, she couldn't help but frowned slightly, and a hint of doubt and worry was revealed between her handsome brows.

His voice is low and magnetic, like the mellow sound of a cello.

Jiang Shiwen put down the exquisite teacup in his hand, raised his head to look at Ming Nanjin, and shook his head gently.

He didn't know where this troublesome little bastard had gone. He didn't see him when he woke up this morning.

A hint of helplessness flashed across Jiang Shiwen's eyes, and his slightly furrowed brows revealed his inner confusion.

Ming Nanjin frowned slightly, carefully carried Xiao Chengcheng to the spacious sofa, then turned to look at Jiang Shiwen and asked seriously, "Where did he sleep last night?"

Jiang Shiwen glanced at the soft cushioned sofa opposite him and said slowly, "I let him sleep on the sofa, but I didn't see him when I got up this morning. The blanket was neatly folded."

When Ming Nanjin heard Jiang Shiwen say this, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. His eyes became deeper, like a bottomless lake.

"Lin Feng." Ming Nanjin raised his voice slightly and called Lin Feng over.

Lin Feng was just like his name, moving as swiftly as the wind. He quickly appeared in front of Ming Nanjin, with an agile figure and a respectful look on his face. "Brother Jin."

"Where did Jiang Shiyu go?" Ming Nanjin looked at Lin Feng, his eyes revealing anxiety and seriousness.

When Lin Feng heard Ming Nanjin's words, he showed an embarrassment on his face. He was very nervous and didn't dare to say anything.

Today, when he found out that Jiang Shiyu was in Xiao Chengcheng's room, he was so scared that his face turned pale. He sneaked in to call Jiang Shiyu, but he didn't expect that Jiang Shiyu couldn't be woken up.

Then he had no choice but to pray that Jiang Shiyu could come out of the room alive. Now that Ming Nanjin asked, he didn't know whether he should tell her or not.

"Brother Jin, I..." Lin Feng was in the most difficult time of his life. One was his elder brother whom he swore to follow, and the other was the young master of the Jiang family whom he had known for many years and regarded as a brother. At this moment, Lin Feng didn't know what to do. His face was full of entanglement, and his hands were clasped together nervously.

Ming Nanjin looked at Lin Feng's hesitation, frowned even deeper, and his eyes revealed impatience. He shouted, "Where is it?"

The first thing that Jiang Shiwen and Ming Nanjin thought of was that Jiang Shiyu had gone out to fool around again last night, and now he was in some damn place.

"Brother Jin, Young Master Jiang, I only saw Young Master Jiang went to the second floor. I don't know what he went to do." Lin Feng lit a candle for Jiang Shiyu in his heart and said silently in his heart: Young Master Jiang, I can only help you to this extent. I'm sorry, brother.

When Ming Nanjin heard Lin Feng say that Jiang Shiyu went to the second floor, his face darkened at a visible speed, as if a storm was coming. This kid would never do anything good.

Ming Nanjin and Jiang Shiwen walked to the second floor without saying a word. The corridor on the second floor was silent, no different from usual.

The decorative paintings on the wall exude an artistic atmosphere under the soft light. The doors of other rooms are tightly closed, as if guarding their own secrets.

Ming Nanjin looked around and walked towards the room he had carefully prepared for Xiao Chengcheng without hesitation. His steps were firm and powerful, and each step carried a sense of oppression.

Jiang Shiwen looked at Ming Nanjin's expression and sighed in his heart. It's over, Jiang Shiyu, today is your death anniversary.

Don't worry, I will tell mom and dad that you lived a good life in this world. It was just a little painful when you left, but it was all your own fault.

Jiang Shiwen was not going to speak up for Jiang Shiyu this time. He had cleaned up Jiang Shiyu's butt so many times, and now he said he would not care about Jiang Shiyu anymore.

He shook his head helplessly and followed Ming Nanjin, ready to face the coming storm.

The sunlight shines through the thin curtains into Xiao Chengcheng's warm room.

Ming Nanjin walked towards Xiao Chengcheng's room with steady steps. His tall and straight figure was outlined with a firm contour by the sunlight.

The moment he gently opened the door, a snoring sound as loud as thunder suddenly came from inside.

When Jiang Shiwen heard the snoring, there was no sign of nervousness on his face. Instead, he had an expression of gloating.

There was a sly smile on his handsome face and he looked at Jiang Shiyu lying on the bed with a teasing look.

I thought to myself: It’s over, it’s over, Jiang Shiyu is really finished this time.

Ming Nanjin walked into the room with a dark and gloomy face.

His stern face seemed covered with a layer of frost, and his deep eyes flashed with anger.

The room is decorated very warmly and lovely, with pink sheets and light blue curtains complementing each other.

Ming Nanjin stood in front of Xiao Chengcheng's bed, looking at Jiang Shiyu who was sleeping soundly with his butt sticking up.

Jiang Shiyu was still immersed in a sweet dream at this time, completely unaware that he was about to face a huge storm.

Ming Nanjin looked at Jiang Shiyu who was still sleeping soundly, and his anger suddenly rushed up to the sky like a volcano about to erupt.

His strong arms covered with domineering tattoos suddenly grabbed Jiang Shiyu who was lying on the bed and pulled Jiang Shiyu down from the top bed.

The unprepared Jiang Shiyu felt the sudden sense of weightlessness and opened his eyes in mid-air in fright.

At that moment, Jiang Shiyu watched himself fall face down on the ground.

Fortunately, Ming Nanjin laid a soft carpet in Xiao Chengcheng's room. The carpet was fluffy like clouds.

If it weren't for this carpet, Jiang Shiyu might have broken his nose.

"Oh my god, what are you doing!"

After this fall, Jiang Shiyu finally woke up completely.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, covered his nose, and felt a sticky and warm liquid flowing out of his nose.