But I selfishly want to keep this brother-sister relationship without caring about your feelings. You must be very tired. It is Piao Ling who has made it difficult for you. Second brother, can you stop being so nice to me?
Thank you, thank you for your respect, understanding, and selfless love for Piao Ling. Thank you for knowing that I am no longer Xiaoye but never asking more questions. You still care about me as before, even better than before.
"Second brother, will you always be my brother?" Ye Luo, you are really a selfish person. You clearly know his heart, but you make such an unreasonable request.
After a while, Ye Luo felt the warmth on his palm and said, "Okay."
"Sister, you are finally here. My brother-in-law and I are almost starving to death from waiting." Ye Junmo grabbed Ye Luo from Ouyang Hu's hand unceremoniously and helped her sit down next to Mo Yichen.
Ouyang Hu was also determined to fight the scoundrel to the end. He pushed Ye Junmo aside without a wink and sat down on the other side of her. He also showed his affection in front of Mo Yichen and fed Ye Luo one chopstick at a time.
mouth. And Ye Luo also cooperated without saying a word from the time he entered the door until now, just quietly eating his meal.
Mo Yichen's face turned dark when he saw it, but Qingyuan was still sitting facing him, lovingly looking at the man and woman who were feeding the other, and was very satisfied with the intimacy between the two.
He didn't dare to lose his temper in front of his mother. Her mother-in-law hated him, so if she lost her temper again, she would have no chance at all, so he could only swallow the white rice.
Ye Junmo looked at Mo Yichen's frustrated expression and was secretly amused. Brother-in-law, don't say that I, my brother-in-law, didn't help you...
A copper coin shot out from under the table, and the maid who was holding a basin of hot soup felt a pain in her hand. The tray slipped from her hand, and the hot soup poured straight towards Ye Luo...
Ouyang Hu, who was the closest, was all focused on Ye Luo and didn't notice the sudden change at all. Mo Yichen shouted in horror, "Luo'er."
Ye Luo, who couldn't hear anything, couldn't possibly know what was going on. She only felt a heavy weight on her body and heard a suppressed hum. There seemed to be noisy sounds gradually in her ears, and her ears were buzzing, as if being beaten.
It hurts the same as if someone kept pricking a needle into it.
Covering his ears with both hands, Mo Yichen huddled together in pain. Mo Yichen ignored the burning pain on his back and hurriedly turned around and asked worriedly, "Luo'er, how are you? Do you have any fever?"
Mo Yichen was frightened by Ye Luo's painful look. He shot a murderous look at the maid serving the soup, wishing to kill her immediately.
"Piao Ling, Piao Ling..." Ouyang Hu wanted to open Ye Luo's hand and ask her if she was burned, but Ye Luo covered her ears tightly and wouldn't let go.
"It hurts..." Ye Luo lowered his head and spat out one word in pain.
Ye Junmo was so frightened that he hurriedly asked for a doctor. He knew very well that his little moves would never hurt his sister. His brother-in-law was always looking at his sister. Even if he didn't stop him in time, he wouldn't let it happen.
His sister was injured. How could it be like this? He didn't expect that there would be an accident.
Mo Yichen carefully let go of Ye Luo's hand and checked her pulse. A familiar feeling came over him. Ye Luo suddenly dodged and broke away from Mo Yichen's hand, raised his head, and quickly lowered his head as if he thought of something.
"Luo'er..." Mo Yichen's trembling lips and face suddenly changed...