"Actually, Ling Yun doesn't need to be hostile to me. As Qing Qing's brother, of course you want her to be happy. As an admirer, I also hope that I can make her happy. We should be friends, because our positions are the same."
Seeing all the hostility in Ouyang Lingyun's eyes, Murong Zhi spoke politely and directly.
"No, as long as you have ideas about Qingqing, we can't be friends. Qingqing, let's go."
Ouyang Lingyun refused mercilessly and pulled Xia Qingqing away.
To be fair, although he hates the playboy Shangguan Jin, he hates the cunning Murong Zhi even more.
Shangguan Jin is relatively simple-minded and easy to guess, and his emotions and emotions are easily written on his face. Unlike someone like Murong Zhi, you never know what kind of knife is hidden behind his smile.
"Master, why do you have to marry an underage brat? He's not fully developed yet."
The assistant asked puzzledly, how many young and beautiful women favored the young master, but the young master ignored them.
However, the young master wants to stalk a young child who is still a child, and he is a kid who has no interest in the young master at all.
"You know shit!"
Murong Zhi cursed in a low voice, looking at the backs of the two people leaving, with an interesting smile on his lips and a hunter-like light in his eyes.
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'I have someone I like, and I must marry him.'
In fact, Ouyang Lingyun had already arrived when You Ping said these words.
'Is it Ouyang Lingyun?'
When Murong Zhi asked this question, his heart suddenly rose to his throat, and he was so excited to expect her to say firmly, yes.
But the oil bottle denied falling without hesitation.
'It's Shangguan Jin. We are actually in love with each other and we have already kissed.'
She really fell in love with Shangguan Jin, but why was he so sad?
"Brother? Brother?"
Xia Qingqing shook her brother's arm nervously and called her absent-minded brother worriedly.
"What's wrong?"
Ouyang Lingyun came back to his senses, looked into You Ping's panicked eyes, and asked calmly.
"Brother, why have you been silent for so long? You scared me to death! Brother, what are you thinking about? I'm asking, what's wrong with your hands and you don't pay attention to mine?"
The whole way home in silence, my brother was thoughtful.
Xia Qingqing couldn't help but wonder if the company had encountered another crisis, which made her brother look so worried.
So much so that even after she returned home, her brother's big hand was still holding her tightly without letting go.
She also belatedly discovered the dried blood on the knuckles of her brother's right hand. She could vaguely see that it had been bloody and bloody. It was so hideous that she was frightened to see it.
"Brother, what's wrong with your hand? Have you ever had a fight with someone? Why didn't you treat the injury so seriously?"
Her brother just looked at her strangely but didn't answer. Xia Qingqing raised her brother's injured hand and asked excitedly.
Her brother always accuses her of not knowing how to protect herself, but what about himself? Why does he never set an example?
You Ping's fair little face turned an attractive pink color due to excitement, and his crystal eyes were filled with anger and distress.
Seeing You Ping's nervous look, the gloom of the past few days was swept away. Ouyang Lingyun raised the corners of his lips happily and asked instead of answering.
"Are you worried about me?"
"Of course I'm concerned, of course I'm nervous. Do I have to dance when I see you are so seriously injured? I'll help you take care of your wounds."
Xia Qingqing pouted her lips and joked dissatisfiedly, letting go of her brother's big palm and going to find the medicine box.
Before she even took a step forward, her little hand was once again tightened by her brother's big grasp. He exerted force and her center of gravity swung unsteadily. By the time she reacted, she was already in his arms, and her heartbeat accelerated violently.
"elder brother?"
Xia Qingqing gasped, her voice trembled slightly, and her heart trembled even more.
I don’t understand, what is brother doing?
Not wanting to see You Ping leave his back anymore, Ouyang Lingyun took her into his arms without even thinking about it.
He raised the oil bottle's sharp chin and made her bright eyes look at him. He needed to see every lovely expression of hers.
The big palm caressed the oil bottle's white and rosy little face lovingly, and the smooth feeling in the memory spread from the fingertips to the atrium, and the heart trembled slightly.
"Don't hide from me anymore!"
After a long while, Ouyang Lingyun muttered something different than the question, his tone was overbearing and hurt.
It feels like I haven't been so quiet and looked at the oil bottle so close for a long time.
"Why?"
Her brother's actions and his eyes made her heart feel hot.
Xia Qingqing felt that her body was about to melt under her brother's burning eyes.
"I don't know, it's just not allowed!"
Ouyang Lingyun replied domineeringly, his handsome face full of childishness.
He only knew that the cold war situation of not being able to talk to the oil bottle was driving him crazy. He had endured it for long enough, and he didn't want to endure it for another moment or more.
'Brother, if you don't like me, please stop being nice to me, stop being so gentle to me, and don't give me the illusion that you care about me.'
Xia Qingqing really wanted to say this to her brother.
She kept a distance from her brother and focused on her studies. She forced herself, and it made her very tired.
My brother's gentleness, my brother's cruelty, my brother's anger, my brother's love...
It will make her yearn for her brother even more, and it will also defeat her in a desperate attempt to pretend she doesn't care.
"Okay, I won't avoid you."
Looking at her brother's expectant eyes, Xia Qingqing could no longer refuse, smiled sweetly, and agreed.
She no longer avoids her brother, because she doesn’t have much time to spend with him. She should cherish every moment she spends with him, right?
It turns out that even though her brother wanted to conquer the city for her, he only needed one look and a gentle word to make her surrender and willingly surrender.
Finally getting a positive answer from You Ping, Ouyang Lingyun excitedly held the warm little guy in his arms tighter.
Let her little head rest tightly on his left chest, close to his heart.
It seemed that he wanted her to feel the warmth and touching feeling that was filled with her.