Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

A little shock spread in the early morning mist and on the tip of the heart that seemed to be steaming.

Lanxi's clear water eyes seem to be covered with a layer of water vapor, and some can't see the blackboard clearly.

Ji Yao touched his nose: "is this for me?"

Lan Xi was stunned. He immediately reacted and pushed over: "en."

——Ji Yao hasn't talked to her since he said those gloomy words to her last time he came out of the hospital.

——Who can feel this uneasy feeling when they are deliberately ignored by their best friends?

Ji Yao took out a roaster and stuffed it in his mouth. It was full of sweet and soft taste. It was very comfortable. After eating two, Ji Yao smiled and asked, "Mulanxi, are you buying me? Or when I finish eating, you should tell me yourself what's the matter with your brother Mu?"

"The last time we moved to the dormitory --" she stuffed the third into her mouth and chewed it down before saying, "you asked me if my brother kissed me. No accident. Maybe, that's what she meant?"

Clear eyes swept over without any emotion and shrouded the pale little face of Lanxi.

Kiss.

The kiss that crossed the taboo boundary, what she wanted to ask, is this kind of thing, is it normal?

Ji Yao smiled in his heart - they are not three-year-old children anymore. Do you really understand this?

Looking up at the ceiling, the sprint class in senior three is full of excited and passionate red slogans, and "Wang Jianjian" wants to paint the classroom ceiling in red to stimulate fighting spirit. Ji Yao is breathing in, desperately breathing in, and the surrounding voices can't be heard, because she is also shaking and in the silence of the people nearby, Silently went crazy.

That's my brother.

What's more, it's her own brother who is ten years older.

The taboos between them are more than kinship, more than ethics, and age... Are they really people in the same world with themselves? Ji Yao rubbed his temples and felt that he had a lot of songs. His mind was buzzing. He just thought that the person next to him who had always been indifferent and quiet would pat her on the shoulder and say to her again. I'm kidding.

Mulanxi, are you kidding?

After a while, Lanxi finally opened his mouth and said softly, "remember to throw away the garbage after eating."

Ji Yao... Fell down.

"You have nothing else to say?" gritting his teeth, Ji Yao got up from the enthusiastic food box and stared at her side face with a trace of resentment before the class bell rang.

Lanxi was stunned and nodded, indicating that he had.

Shuimou looked at her face. She whispered, "from today on, I'll go to school and live at home. The shop in the dormitory is empty first. Don't let others occupy it. You can use it. Don't let others touch it."

That's what she's going to say.

Ji Yao felt dizzy again... She wanted to pinch herself, but also the girl around her who was so calm. She just guessed that a lot. Is it difficult for the child to give a correct answer? Is it really messy??

The class bell rang and everyone roared home.

Taking out the textbooks for this class, Ji Yao reluctantly turned his head and asked, "your driver comes to pick you up every night?"

Lanxi's eyes trembled and nodded.

"Going back is to see your brother?" Jiyao continued.

Taking a gentle breath, Lanxi ordered himself to focus on the blackboard: "it's not what you think."

"You know what I think?"

"I know. Sweep out all the Japanese dramas out of tune in your mind, and I'll tell you."

“……”

Ji Yao's face is black. Well, the child really knows her. What has been flashing in her mind is the plot of the Japanese animation film sister lover. It's really passionate

"What the hell is that?" Ji Yao asked impatiently, covering his head with a book.

Lanxi took out his pen and wrote down the key points in the book. His bright red lips were a little pale, and his water eyes glittered. He recalled the words of the head teacher of class 6 in Ji Yao's mouth - how much does he love you when he meets the boy who doesn't dare to hold your hand again? How great is your love? Pick a man, do you know what love and happiness are? Do you have the confidence and courage to say you love each other?

Sentence after sentence of forced questions invaded, and her breath was full of pain and suffocation.

Even kissing is wrong, not to mention the rebellious things they have done, not to mention the so-called... Love?

There is no love at all.

"He's drunk..." the soft voice with a trace of misty uncertainty spilled hoarsely from her lips. Lanxi looked down at his pen tip and explained, "he thought I was his girlfriend, so - it was an accident."

The clear water eyes lifted up with a hint of supplication and a calm tone: "it was an accident. Don't take it out again in the future, will you?"

At that moment, Ji Yao's eyes widened, and his chest was like an avalanche, which was thoroughly cleaned.

The mountain of weight accumulated in her chest was removed in an instant, and her breathing was immediately smooth.

She seemed to feel incredible and smiled, trying to concentrate on the textbook. After a long time, she laughed even more. She thought it was like a Arabian Night and couldn't believe it. Now it has finally been confirmed. If it's not a joke, it's an accident or an accident.

Ji Yao then took a deep breath, spread out his textbook, then stretched out his hand below and pinched her waist: "Mu Lanxi, dare to scare me with such a bad thing in the future and break up with you!!"

Lanxi hid and bit his lips. It hurt and itched, but he didn't make a sound.

When I wrote again, the tip of the pen had begun to tremble. A cavity was sour and blocked in my throat. It couldn't come up or go down. It was uncomfortable. How brave she thought she was... How brave she was, but she didn't dare admit even a kiss.

Even if she thought she was a lifelong friend, even if she thought she could fight and bleed for her all her life, she refused to give her heart.

Or maybe not.

But the crime is too heavy, too heavy. She is afraid that once she says it, those who were willing to give her tolerance, warmth and smiling face can give her in the twinkling of an eye, that is, ridicule, curse and... Contempt.

Unfortunately, the evil is already there. There is no salvation.

***

The black streamlined car just drove slowly to the intersection at the self-study next night.

Lanxi froze outside for a while before going out last.

Mu Yanchen was still on the phone when he came out of the car door. His face was cold and pale, cold and cold. He seemed to explain something on the phone. He raised his hand to see the time from time to time. When he raised his eyes again, he saw her at the school gate.

"I'll deal with it later. Don't disturb the police and tell them -" he said in a low and calm voice, "it's a family matter."

Lanxi walked slowly in front of him and looked at his mobile phone: "what's the matter with you?"

Mu Yanchen still frowned slightly, stared at her face for a long time, but slowly loosened it, opened the door behind him, and whispered softly, "I'll send you back first."

Watching him open the door, Lanxi wanted to sit in, but recalling his tone on the phone, he held the door and raised his eyes: "why don't you go back to the company to deal with things first, I'll wait for you in the car, if you take me to the apartment and then fold to the company, it will take a long time."

Mu Yanchen stared at her quietly with her deep eyes like the sea. Her eyes were moving, and her thin lips were lightly pursed into a line.

He has always been too careful, for fear that her carelessness will make her feel that she will not be touched. She is sensitive. He has seen and can't touch her, but this is also the first time. He noticed her real concern. Even if he was a child, even if he should compensate and comfort more in this relationship, she naturally learned to be considerate.

Mu Yanchen's indescribable feelings are called moving.

Drooping his eyes, he just melted the cold accumulated in his chest because of that thing. He opened the door, approached her, gently hugged her, bowed his head and gently pasted her face, and said in a low voice: "it won't be too long."

He will deal with it as soon as possible.

She fastened her seat belt on the car and watched the street lights flashing on the window glass at night. Lanxi felt a little bored. When he was driving, she touched it with her little hand and turned on the music inside. She frowned and couldn't understand it. She simply tuned the radio. There was an interesting channel called Longmen inn, The broadcast starts at 9:30 every night. Sometimes she comes to the dormitory bed to listen with Ji Yao.

The sound inside came out with the unstable radio waves. It was a fake village girl's tone. With laughter, it was very infectious.

It's just that the sound sounded out of tune in such a luxury car.

She only heard two words and smiled happily.

Mu Yanchen opened her eyes attentively, swept the scene of her white and tender fingers playing around his instrument, and then looked at her sweet smile, with a warm heart. Involuntarily, he stretched out a hand and held her white catkin. It seemed that he would not let her make trouble again, but he pulled her away from the instrument, and he still held her tightly.

One side is the exquisite and luxurious cuffs under the sleeves of the ink suit, and the other side is the soft and loose school uniform.

"You can't drive with one hand," she kindly reminded.

Mu Yanchen didn't speak. He controlled the steering wheel with one hand and looked forward with deep eyes.

"It is said that the probability of an accident when driving with one hand is high..." Lanxi deliberately said solemnly and wanted to take his hand out.

Mu Yanchen's eyes were dark. She forced her five fingers to separate, held them tightly, and whispered, "I can't bear to have an accident with you."

"What happened last time..."

"Because a fool ran to the middle of the road."

"Who do you call a fool..."

"You're smart to match the chemical formula to the wrong number of elements?"

Lanxi's face was very red. He wanted to laugh because of the funny voice on the radio. He refused to show weakness, held back his laughter, and stretched out his other hand to break his finger. Mu Yanchen's mood suddenly became very good, aroused a shallow smile, and simply held her both hands.

Making noise, the speed gradually slowed down, and the Mu's building was in front.

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