When An Yurou saw him like this, the scene in the orphanage suddenly appeared in front of her eyes...

"Brother, brother! Are you hungry?" Mu Ziye rolled up his wet trouser legs and carried a bamboo cage with several small fish in it. An Yurou ran over and put the small bowl in his hand

in front of his nose.

In her small bowl was a bowl of yellow noodles with a few green onions on top, which was fragrant.

"Where did it come from?" Mu Ziye asked.

"Mother Lin made this for me. She said it was my birthday and she gave me noodles."

“Egg noodles?”

"Yes, Mother Lin beat two eggs and mixed them with flour. It's delicious, but I can't bear to eat it. Brother, I'll give it to you." She put the bowl to Mu Ziye's lips.

"Brother, if you're not hungry, you can eat." Mu Ziye put down the bamboo cage and pushed the small bowl back.

"Let's eat together." She held chopsticks in her little hands, picked out a few noodles and stuffed them into Mu Ziye's mouth.

Mu Ziye had no choice but to open his mouth and take a sip. Seeing him eating, she grinned happily, picked up another piece and stuffed it into her mouth. Her big eyes were filled with a happy smile, "It's so delicious."

,Brother, you eat more."

She picked up another chopstick and stuffed it into Mu Ziye's mouth. Mu Ziye couldn't bear to eat anymore, so he didn't turn around and said, "Yu'er, thank you."

Thinking of this, An Yurou opened her hands and hugged Mu Qingyu's waist from behind... She always liked to lean against him like this. Every time she hugged him like this, she felt like she was leaning against a big mountain.

Warm and solid.

"Brother, Yu'er loves you!" she said suddenly.

Mu Qingyu's eyes were wet, and he looked down at the noodles in the bowl. His voice was astringent, as if it had been smoked, "Yu'er, let's eat together."

He took her hand and sat at the desk...

You use chopsticks, and I use chopsticks. We both eat deliciously, happily, and warmly.

After taking a shower, the two of them got into bed. Mu Qingyu hugged her and wanted her again and again. An Yurou cooperated very well, and the two of them were completely integrated physically and mentally...

The night was quiet, with a cold wind blowing outside the window.

An Yurou was nestled in Mu Qingyu's arms but couldn't fall asleep. Above her head, the man's breathing was clear and even, with a faint masculine scent.

He fell asleep, still so deep and peaceful.

He set the alarm clock last night and said to An Yurou: "Every time I sleep with you in my arms, I fall into a deep sleep, so I have to let the alarm clock wake me up."

She became his "sleeping pill", and she was very happy about it, but now...she has insomnia.

Gently raising her head, she looked at Mu Qingyu's face with the faint blue light of a wall lamp -

The facial features, as beautiful as sculptures, were now completely stretched out with cold and hard lines. Eyelashes as dense as small fans covered the eyelids, casting a faint shadow. Under the high bridge of the nose, a thin diamond-shaped mouth was slightly pursed.

, the chin has sprouted green stubble, scattered here and there, dotted with the charm of the male.

An Yurou looked at him, "stroking" every part of his face with gentle eyes, from the smooth forehead to the protruding Adam's apple on his neck, she remembered them all in her heart.

I remember when she was a child, she slept with Mu Ziye. Every time she woke up earlier than him, she liked to look at him like this. After looking at him for a long time, she also liked to touch his face with her hands and touch him lightly with her fingertips.

eyelashes.

After Mu Ziye was woken up, he would angrily cover her face with his palm, then push her away from him, "Go, don't wake me up."

She refused, laughing and lying next to his little pillow, hugging his neck and saying, "Brother, can we always sleep together?"

He closed his eyes again and muttered without answering, so she pinched his nose to make him suffocate.

He had no choice but to say: "Okay, sleep together forever, don't make any noise." After saying that, he put her in his arms and continued to sleep...

When she was a child, she didn't understand the relationship between men and women, and the aunt at the orphanage always laughed at her for being Mu Ziye's "little daughter-in-law." After hearing this, she was very happy and thought that since she was the "little daughter-in-law", they would sleep together.

"Brother..." At this moment, An Yurou looked at this handsome face. She couldn't help but think of Mu Qingyu as Mu Ziye. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand from the quilt and touched him lightly with her fingers.

eyelashes.

Mu Qingyu's brows moved slightly, and An Yurou touched her lightly again and said softly: "Brother, can we always sleep together?"

What an ethereal sound, as if floating from the distant sky, Mu Qingyu heard it dimly.

He retracted his arms, hugged An Yurou tightly, opened his eyes slightly, and saw a pair of clear and beautiful big eyes looking at him.

"Why don't you sleep?" he asked.

"Brother, can we always sleep together?" An Yurou repeated.

Mu Qingyu's eyelids flicked up, making sure that his ears were not hallucinating. He smiled lightly, rubbed her hair with his big hands, and lightly opened his thin lips: "Okay, sleep together forever."

"Brother." An Yurou buried her face in his chest, tears bursting out.

Her chest was wet and hot, her sobs were soft and heavy, and her little body was shaking... Suddenly, Mu Qingyu felt sad, and love and care overflowed like a tide.

He raised her face, his wet lips kept sucking the tears on her face, his voice was low and hoarse, "Baby, don't cry, brother will not abandon you, we will always be together, really."

Listening to his loving words, An Yurou's tears became even more intense. Mu Qingyu didn't know the real reason, so he just thought she was moved. He smiled slightly and twisted her little nose, "What a little crybaby."

"Hate me?"

"No, I just love little crybabies."

An Yurou burst into laughter, hugged him tightly, and moved her body. Mu Qingyu stretched out his long arm to turn off the wall lamp, and gently kissed the top of her head, "Go to sleep, baby."

An Yurou fell asleep, and she actually slept until dawn. When she woke up, Mu Qingyu was no longer there.

She got dressed and ran downstairs. When she saw him making breakfast in the kitchen again, she breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the glass door and looked at him quietly.

Mu Qingyu glanced at her, and he was a little surprised by how quiet she was today.

"Come here." He waved with a handsome smile.

An Yurou walked over, but before she even raised her head, Mu Qingyu leaned over, kissed her on the face, smiled, "Good morning!"

An Yurou's eyes heated up, and she opened her arms and hugged his waist, "Brother, I want to go to the beach with you."

"Fool, it's winter now. We have to go, next year." Mu Qingyu picked up an egg and cracked it into the pot.

"Zi..." Oil smoke started to rise, and the smell of eggs was tangy.

An Yurou bit her lip lightly, her eyes were red, and she sniffed, "Brother, can we go to Nanta Mountain tomorrow? I haven't been there in two years. I want to go to worship Buddha..."

"How do you believe that?" Mu Qingyu smiled.

"Go ahead. Tomorrow's class is not important. There is only one class in the afternoon. I have time."
Chapter completed!