Chapter 32

When Duan Yunchu woke up, it was pitch black all around, and she felt dizzy and uncomfortable. She moved her neck, and the smell on the quilt was very familiar, it was her room.

She remembered that she went to a banquet, and then her father and Luo Er left, and she drank alone...

My head hurts. Could it be that I'm drunk?So who sent her back?

She tried hard to recall, as if Duan Qimo...

This thought had just popped into my mind, before I had time to think about all the things that happened, a slightly indifferent voice suddenly came from beside me.

"woke up?"

The sudden voice was full of weirdness in the darkness, Duan Yunchu's hair stood on end, and he immediately became alert, "Who?"

"Snapped."

With a slight voice, the soft bedside lamp lighted up gently in the dark room. There was a tall figure sitting beside the bed. Duan Yunchu looked intently, but it was Duan Qimo.

He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and asked suspiciously: "Brother? Did you send me back? Why didn't you go back to the room to rest?"

No wonder she was surprised. Anyone who woke up in the middle of the night would find it strange to see another person beside the bed, even though this person was her brother in name.

Duan Qimo looked at her, a few rays of light flashed across the depths of his blue eyes with unknown intentions, there were doubts, surprises, but more complicated.

Duan Yunchu was taken aback by his focused eyes, "Brother?"

Duan Qimo tonight was indescribably strange.

On the sharp and thin lips, there was a slight mocking arc suddenly raised.

"Brother?" He repeated in a whisper, his deep blue eyes stared at the woman in front of him for a moment, and asked lightly, "Are you really my sister?"

Duan Yunchu was startled.

In the dim light, Duan Qimo's stern facial features were softened, but those deep sea-like eyes were terrifyingly deep.

She felt a little flustered inexplicably, what did he find?

"Brother, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand what you mean..." She lay back on the bed pretending to be relaxed, and looked up at him.

do not understand?The slender fingers gently raised her chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes, and said lightly: "No, I'm just curious, how can a person's 'change' be so great."

Duan Qimo pursed his lips, and his deep eyes fell on every part of her face, "Are you right, Chu'er?"

He grew up in England and has always been an atheist.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many doubts, and she uttered the truth after drinking, he wouldn't have doubted the fact that he was resurrected from the dead and was reborn on someone else. This is really unscientific.

However, he is also stupid, no matter how a person changes, how could he feel that such an arrogant woman is the Duan Yunchu who trembled and frightened when seeing him before?

Duan Yunchu couldn't figure out what he meant by this sentence, but he clearly felt that he might have suspected something.

She forced herself to calm down and raised a shallow smile, "Brother, don't you say that women have a needle in their hearts? Women have different looks at one time, you have to try to get used to it, otherwise how will you find us a sister-in-law in the future, right? "

"Really." Duan Qimo's hand slipped behind her ear, he leaned forward and leaned over her, breathing on Duan Yunchu's body, the expression on Duan Yunchu's face remained unchanged, but he couldn't bear it anymore. Let's greet each other's ancestors for eight generations.

Your sister, what is the meaning of Duan Qimo's actions now?Doesn't he feel ambiguous?

Doesn't he feel that a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, especially in the middle of the night, one lying on the bed and the other sitting on the bed is particularly dangerous and ambiguous?

Fuck, is this guy really the brother of this body?

Which brother would flirt with his sister like this!

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