Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 145 Sick Brother ([-])
Chapter 158
Maybe it's because the room is getting warmer, maybe it's because the embrace is too safe, maybe it's because the quiet atmosphere of the years is too rare, An Mo nestled in An Huaiyu's arms without defense and fell asleep, until he was woken up before lunch. Sleepy eyes with sleepy eyes.

"Momo, wake up, go to bed after eating." An Huaiyu patted An Mo's head again, and he could still smell a faint fragrance through his fingers running through the soft short hair. He gathered the large quilt and put An Mo hugged him higher, resting his chin on the top of the opponent's head and squinting his eyes, enjoying the rare peace.

The interaction between the two is like a gap that has been missing for seven years. After reuniting, the memory is connected to the year when An Mo was ten years old. At a young and innocent age, one side is a sweet, soft and cute little girl, and the other side is a gentle and doting girl. The drowning elder brother, An Huaiyu didn't feel the slightest ambiguity with An Mo's posture at the moment.

And An Mo is also aware of this problem, the two are tired of being together for a long time, no matter how strong and turbulent their love is, they will be swallowed by Xiao Huo and become a family relationship, not to mention that they were originally a family relationship... An Huaiyu is a sick and delicate prisoner ...the two wished that only each other was left in the world...

An Mo buried his head in An Huaiyu's neck pretending to be sleepy, and let out a sigh of relief. This kind of relationship sounds like a deep love, but in fact there is no disturbance...

An Mo, who couldn't figure things out for a while and was in a bad mood, had never been the one to suppress herself, especially when she was put in this stupid and arrogant body, she could play off her temper as much as she wanted.

"Open your mouth, ah—"

An Mo was still thinking about how to tactfully bully An Huaiyu, but the warm touch of her mouth brought her back to her senses. An Huaiyu had already hugged her and sat at the table, and was holding a spoon to feed her soup.

She wanted to say that she could actually eat by herself, but she struggled a bit and then stopped.

Forget it, no matter whether he has family affection or not, the degree of favorability can be full.An Mo's pink lips parted, and he sipped the soup in a gentle and elegant sip. When An Huaiyu got used to being so intimate with him, he might not be used to it with another woman.

Three mouthfuls of soup, one mouthful of rice, one mouthful of vegetarian dishes, one mouthful of rice, one mouthful of meat dishes, three mouthfuls of soup...

Such a regular feeding order made An Mo slightly startled. She always felt that she had known each other before. After paying attention, she felt that she was very familiar with the tableware's movements, movements, and corresponding table manners!
With a skeptical attitude, An Mo pretended to cough and spilled a spoonful of soup.

"Look at you, you still look like a child at such an old age." An Huaiyu's complaining tone couldn't hide his fondness, and he was obviously happy. He stretched out his thumb to wipe the soup stains from the corner of An Mo's mouth, and then took out a tissue to wipe his fingers and Splash marks on the quilt.

Wiping An Huaiyu's movements froze, and he himself felt a little strange, the reaction just now seemed to have been repeated thousands of times, it was not unfamiliar at all, and it was very natural and comfortable.As a clean freak, he should have wiped his sister's mouth with a tissue... Shouldn't he?

It would be better to say that under normal circumstances everyone would wipe each other's mouth with a tissue...

An Huaiyu frowned and continued to feed him calmly. He stopped thinking when he couldn't think clearly. Besides, he was not disgusted at all by the soup stains at the corner of his sister's mouth.

An Mo's reaction was much bigger than his, his almond eyes were wide open, his black and white pupils were extraordinarily clear, his pink lips were slightly parted, and he could even vaguely see the same pink tip of his tongue inside.

Obviously cute, but seeing An Huaiyu's whole body tightened, his eyebrows frowned slightly again, and the palm of his left hand that was holding An Mo was sweating, and he rubbed it into the quilt calmly.

"Liyuan...?" An Mo also frowned, his voice brisk and expectant.

"What Liyuan? Who is Liyuan?" An Huaiyu looked suspicious.

"Cough...maybe...it's you...you—brother-in-law?" An Mo's dexterous eyes didn't turn anymore, disappointment flashed away, and he answered stumblingly.

An Huaiyu's face was livid, and his brows were completely twisted into knots. He couldn't figure out what was going on with this sudden anger. It was probably similar to his father's mentality of not wanting his daughter to get married. Thinking of this, his cold tone became extraordinarily confident: "You are not allowed to contact him anymore. You are still young, so you are not allowed to fall in love early."

An Mo nodded perfunctorily: "Understood, let's eat."

She really wants to contact Li Yuan, who will give her a chance...

An Mo said that he really doesn't think about these things when he eats, and foodies who don't concentrate on eating will suffer from indigestion, but An Huaiyu was distracted by this small twists and turns, his head was full of the word "Liyuan", and he made up for the other party. Countless ugly and wretched images, the more I think about it, the more worried I become, and I suddenly put down my chopsticks.

Looking at each other, he said solemnly: "Momo, don't trust other men easily, they are all lying to you."

In An Huaiyu's perception, his younger sister An Mo is just a piece of blank paper, and she can no longer be pure.

Look, she was deceived by such an unbelievable big lie for seven years. If she hadn't slipped her mouth for a while, she might still be deceived. Now I have to pay close attention to it!
An Mo blinked, picked up the chopsticks on the table to pick up the food: "Brother, open your mouth, ah—"

An Huaiyu was obviously dissatisfied with this kind of thoughtful response, and he wanted to say something more, but An Mo stabbed in with his chopsticks as soon as he opened his mouth...nearly hurt his throat...

"Momo is so good...Brother can eat by himself..." An Huaiyu gave up persuading.

Seeing this, An Mo frowned: "Eat quickly, there is something else to do after eating." She had been staring at the snow outside the window for a long time, and she worked hard all morning to shovel it, but it didn't melt.

The relationship between the two took a step forward inexplicably, but no one felt it was abrupt, as if it was an endless law of nature, and at this stage they wanted to become close.

After dinner, An Mo took An Huaiyu to climb through the window.

The afternoon sun still had some warmth, and the breeze rushed to the cheeks from the open window, which was unexpectedly cool and comfortable. The white snow accumulated in the backyard was very dazzling, and the reflected room was spacious and bright.

The corners of An Huaiyu's eyes twitched. For some reason, her younger sister's mood seemed to be particularly... high?He grabbed An Mo, who had already stepped outside with one leg: "Momo, be obedient, let's go to the main entrance..."

An Mo shook off his hand and glared at him angrily, raised his right foot that was left in the room and shook it, and the chain made a "crash clatter" sound.

"..." An Huaiyu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then made a very difficult decision: "How about... lengthen it longer?"

When he looked up again, the person in front of him was gone.

An Huaiyu looked at the window in embarrassment, then at the high-end suit he was wearing, and then at An Mo who was looking at him with his hips akimbo...

Turn it over!

An Mo squinted his eyes, his big almond eyes curved into a crescent shape, and the corners of his mouth, which were already slightly upturned, raised a little.

Extend the chain?unnecessary.

She will be leaving here soon.

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(End of this chapter)