Dai Yuxiao took a look, smiled, and turned back to Luo Xiaoyin.
"Wow, brother, you have so much orange juice on your hand, is it sweet?" Ouyang Yiman held Mu Niancheng's hand, only to find that his hand was holding an orange. She took the orange away, lowered her head, and pinched it.
Hand, ### is holding.
Mu Niancheng's originally cold face suddenly condensed, and his small face frowned, "Let go." He ordered in a low and strong voice, pulling his hands into his arms.
"Don't let go until it's clean. Brother, you have to be hygienic." She didn't let go of her hand, but narrowed her big eyes and stretched her little tongue towards his finger.
His heart twitched. Over the past month since he came back, she had been pestering him every night, asking to hear stories. If he didn't tell her, she wouldn't leave his room. In desperation, he had no choice but to go outside, but he
Wherever he goes, she will follow him. If he has no way to retreat, he deserves to be beaten.
"Brother, your fingers are clean. Now hold me and pick oranges." She said, taking a step forward and grabbing Mu Niancheng's clothes with her two small hands.
"Pick it yourself."
Mu Niancheng couldn't bear it any longer, so he opened her little hand with a gloomy expression, turned around and hid far away.
"Brother is tired." Ouyang Yiman muttered quietly and walked towards Mu Nianxue.
"Interesting." Luo Xiaoyin looked at this scene with a faint smile on her eyebrows. She looked back at Dai Yuxiao, who had a determined look on her face, and nodded.
Five years later.
The spring is cold, everything is coming back to life, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are vying for beauty, Edmont School of Nobles.
The spring rain was pouring down, and as the school bell rang, the whole campus was boiling.
In the classroom of Class 3, Grade 3, Ouyang Yiman followed the teacher out. Now Ouyang Yiman is an eight-year-old girl. She and the Mu brothers and sisters are celebrities in this school, because no one can match them because of their excellent grades.
, and more because the three of them are the idols of all boys and girls.
Mu Nianxue is the goddess in the hearts of the senior boys, while she is the princess that the junior boys yearn for.
As soon as she stepped out of the classroom, she walked quickly to the door of the sixth grade classroom.
Holding an umbrella, she quietly waited for her prince, Mu Niancheng. This morning, before going out, she secretly took his umbrella out of the car. So the two of them had to hold one
umbrella.
After all the classmates in Class 1 of the sixth grade had left, Mu Niancheng came out carrying a shriveled schoolbag. The expression on his face now contained only the word "cold" and could hardly find the other word.
Especially those eyes as dark as a pool of water, which are covered with ice from the inside to the outside, and the unruly and noble flow between the brows.
Every time, as long as he stayed in the classroom, everyone was silent and no one dared to make a loud noise. Even if there was someone who couldn't help talking, just a cold look from him would make that person automatically shut his mouth. Therefore,
His class has always been the most disciplined in the school.
When he walked out of the classroom door and saw her, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes. He squeezed the schoolbag in his hand, raised his head and planned to walk around her and walk out.
"Brother Chengcheng, wait for me, it's raining." Ouyang Yiman smiled widely, held up an umbrella and chased after him, holding the umbrella above his head and holding him tightly with her arms.
Mu Niancheng's face suddenly twitched, and he glanced around indifferently. Several girls who followed him quietly disappeared in a hurry. He threw her hand away and said in a deep voice, "There are so many classmates on campus.
Look, you are pulling your hair, don’t you feel ashamed?”
"How can you be ashamed? Brother Chengcheng, I am your sister. It would be weird not to hold you." As he said that, Ouyang Yi continued to hold his arm indifferently.
"You..." He wanted to throw her hand away again in annoyance, but when he saw Mu Nianxue approaching, he had to give up and walked out of the campus stiffly with a stinky face.
Dai Yuxiao was sitting in the car, and what he saw was the scene of the two of them coming out hand in hand, and he was secretly happy.
Along the way, Mu Nianxue and Ouyang Yi kept talking and laughing, while Mu Niancheng had a cold face, so gloomy that he could squeeze water out of his face. His expression looked like he had been greatly deflated.
When Mu Nianxue saw it, she secretly winked at Dai Yuxiao, and the two of them smiled knowingly. They knew very well that when her brother met Ouyang Yiman, he had no choice but to hold back the feeling.
gas.
Mu's Villa.
At night, in Mu Niancheng's bedroom.
He furiously killed all the enemies in the online game one by one. Still not satisfied, he stood up and beat the sandbags in the room, and said fiercely, "You think you can eat me to death, huh, you stinky girl.
, If I weren’t afraid that Mommy would be unhappy, I wouldn’t tolerate you. What do you think I will do tomorrow?”
He waved his fist and a message came from the computer:
Black: Magic City, how is your Ouyang? The frequency of her appearance in your words has been increasing recently. To be honest, have you fallen in love with that little girl?
Liu Yun: That's right, Magic City. If you like someone, you have to act quickly. Don't hesitate and don't hesitate. If you miss it, you will never get it back.
Mu Niancheng clenched his teeth, his brows were as hard as a mountain peak, and his whole face was gloomy. He quickly uttered a string of words:
Mocheng: Go away, you two black-hearted thieves, if you continue to make things out of nothing, I will re-send your information to the Federal Police Headquarters and blacken all your customer information.
After I finished writing, I sent a big broken and petrified emoji.
Black: Don't be angry. Isn't it a good thing that someone likes you? It's even better to throw yourself into someone's arms automatically. You don't want such a good thing. Are you normal?
Liu Yun: Women are like clothes, no amount is too much. Have fun and you will realize how wonderful this world is. Don’t just make money blindly. Magic City, how many hundred million do you have now?
Mu Niancheng's face turned green with anger. He quickly sent out a series of exclamation points and decisively logged off.
Without thinking, he opened several pre-stored web pages and randomly entered the password. Soon, several web pages were hacked on the desktop.
After riding happily for a while, his mood finally stabilized. After washing up, he went to bed and lay down, and suddenly felt that it was very quiet tonight, and the girl didn't bother him.
In the middle of the night, after a thunderbolt and lightning, the light rain that had been pouring suddenly became heavy and it started to fall loudly.
Mu Niancheng turned over and continued to sleep. His handsome eyebrows were furrowed. In his dream, he was actually being entangled by that girl carrying her. He muttered silently, "The ghost is still here."
Suddenly, I felt a sudden chill under the quilt, and suddenly there was someone beside me.
He woke up with a start, straightened up, and sure enough, he saw Ouyang Yiman just getting into his quilt, shivering and curling up, muttering, "Brother, brother".
He pulled off the quilt on his body and pushed her, who was sleeping soundly, "Get up, go to sleep in your room, get up quickly."
However, Ouyang Yiman did not move at all, and his dense eyes showed no sign of lifting. Not only that, but she also moved towards him with warmth.
"Stinky girl, get up quickly and go back to your room." Mu Niancheng was completely angry. He stood up, took her arm and pulled her out.
"Ouch, brother, what are you doing?" Ouyang Yiman screamed, woke up completely, grabbed his hand, and shouted.
"Go back to your room. How can you sleep on my bed?" Without any hesitation, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her out.
"Brother, I'm afraid of thunder, I'm so scared." Ouyang Yiman suddenly flattened her mouth and started crying.
Mu Niancheng's hold on her hand became loose for a moment, with an almost crazy look on his face. He stared at her and kept wiping away his tears. He concealed his anger in his voice and said, "Okay, you sleep in my room, I'll get there."
Go to the guest room.”
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"No, brother, I'll go to the guest room too. I'm afraid of thunder, so I want to sleep with you." Ouyang Yiman quickly hugged his arm, wiped the tears from her face, and said anxiously.
"How can you sleep with me?" Mu Niancheng pulled her hand away manically and roared angrily.
Ouyang Yiman was not frightened, but lowered her head and sniffed aggrievedly, and said aggrievedly, "Brother wants to protect my sister, wuwu, I'm afraid of thunder, I'm afraid of lightning coming to me."
As she spoke, she began to cry loudly.
Mu Niancheng stepped forward suddenly, covered her lips, stared at her with a pair of black eyes, "Stop crying, if you cry again I will throw you out. If mommy hears it, I will never spare you."
." He said fiercely, and the strength of his hands increased. Ouyang Yiman frowned, and a layer of tears welled up in his eyes.
She looked at him pitifully.
Mu Niancheng stared at her, the expression on his face gradually changed from cold to serious. After hearing the movement, his hand seemed to be suddenly burned, and he suddenly pulled it away, with a dark face and pointed at the big bed, coldly
He said, "You sleep there, and I'll sleep on the sofa."
"No." Ouyang Yiman took a step back, lowered his head and rolled his eyes, "It's cold, I'll catch a cold, and I'm still afraid when there's thunder."
She murmured and raised her eyes to quickly glance at Mu Niancheng.
"Don't even think about letting me sleep on the same quilt as you. I'd rather not sleep." Mu Niancheng said decisively, and with a breath of air-conditioning, he turned around and sat on the sofa.
Ouyang Yiman shivered, her thin pajamas could not block the cold air in the middle of the night. His words made her feel even colder.
She pursed her lips and suggested in a low voice, "How about bringing my quilt over, so that you can sleep on one quilt and I can sleep on the other."
Mu Niancheng's face twitched again. He chose to ignore her and turned away without saying a word.
"Is that okay? Brother." Ouyang Yiman begged pitifully, then she ran over to him, squatted in front of him, grabbed his arm, and shook him in a purely coquettish manner.
He frowned irritably and wanted to push her away. Why is this girl so clingy? We ate together, went to school together, studied and yelled together, and now she doesn't let him go even when sleeping.
Does he still have his own world? What about his plans, plans, and principles?
He looks down upon me now.
He felt depressed, and even more so that his life was a little out of control. He didn't want to go on like this, but in the end he gave in step by step.
Gritting his teeth, he would never compromise this time. If he allowed her to come to his bed this time, she would never leave in the future. He wouldn't allow it, never allow it.
"No." He snorted out two words from his throat, and sat stiffly. His handsome face, which had already begun to take on the shape of a man, was not loose at all.
"Then I have no choice but to sleep with my brother in my arms." Ouyang Yiman sighed in disappointment, wrapped her arms around his legs, rested her head on his knees, and closed her eyes.
"You stinky girl, get up and stop hugging me." He moved his legs manically, trying to shake her off, but her arms were holding him tightly like a curse.
"Okay, just do as you say, go get your quilt." A sneer flashed across Mu Niancheng's lips, and his tone softened slightly.
"Really? Brother, you are so kind." Ouyang Yiman became excited after hearing this. She suddenly held his face and kissed him hard. Then she ran out of the bedroom in a hurry.
Caught off guard, Mu Niancheng was stunned for a moment. He was kissed by that stinky girl? He raised his hand and wiped his cheek vigorously. He stood up and walked to the door, locking the door behind him. Stupid girl, you want to get into my bed, wait another hundred years.