Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

In the passenger seat, Qiao Muxi curled up into a small ball, even more petite and dainty when covered by her coat.She hummed unconsciously and shrank back.

After a while, the car swerved in front of the villa and extinguished the fire.

Luo Ziye carefully picked up Qiao Muxi, put one hand on his shoulder after walking into the villa, and closed the door with his free hand.

Qiao Muxi woke up in a daze. She beat Luo Ziye's shoulders with her hands, and Luo Ziye had to put her down and put his arms around her shoulders instead.

Suddenly, Qiao Muxi stretched out her arms and hugged Luo Ziye's neck, her weak arms resting weakly on her shoulders.

She was very close, her fair face was flushed with red, her usually smart eyes were now blurry and misty, and her originally neat hair was scattered and falling.

Her tongue seemed to be wrapped in cotton, and she said word by word: "...Brother, brother...why have you become...black, black."

Luo Ziye hugged her waist and frowned fiercely: "Who is your brother?"

He was sure that Qiao Muxi had never called him brother. What was the origin of this "brother" who ran out of nowhere.

He was called so kindly, and I had never called him so sweetly before.

"Hey..." Qiao Muxi tilted his head and looked at Luo Ziye with eyes soaked in water, like a naughty cat.

"What...what are you doing? I want to go out to play. Let go of my...brother"

Luo Ziye's eyes stopped dangerously on the soft lips that were still chattering.

Drunk Qiao Muxi didn't know the danger was approaching quietly.

The next second, her chin was raised with hands, and her mouth was roughly blocked.

"...Well..."

Lips and teeth connected, the sound of water slurping gradually became louder, making people blush and heartbeat.

After a while, after they separated, Qiao Muxi's red lips were full of light. She breathed quietly, her head was empty due to lack of oxygen.

This weak gasp seemed to burn Luo Ziye's reason. His eyes were bloodshot and veins popped out on his neck.

He asked with his remaining sense: "Do you like me? Or do you like your brother?"

He gritted his teeth as he said the second half of the sentence.

Qiao Muxi blinked hazily, not understanding why he asked this question. He was obviously his brother, and he was his brother.

Seeing that things were about to collapse, the system said nervously: "I like him, say I like him."

Qiao Muxi, who was about to say that she liked her brother, changed her title obediently: "I like you."

Luo Ziye's heart was beating loudly, and he took a deep breath. He didn't even dare to breathe just now, as if Qiao Muxi said he liked his brother, and his heart would die in the next second.

"I like you...I love you."

He slowly lowered his head and kissed her devoutly, like a believer who finally made the right bet.

The cold lips touched Qiao Muxi's lips gently. The kiss was not lustful, but gentle and long.

The next day, Qiao Muxi woke up at noon. She sat up and rubbed her waist in confusion. What happened last night was slowly emerging in her mind.

"You're awake, come and have some porridge." Luo Ziye stood at the door holding a bowl of hot porridge. He closed the door and walked to the bed.

Luo Ziye looked satisfied and leisurely after eating and drinking. He tried his best to lower the corners of his mouth that were always raised, and his eyes seemed to sparkle with countless stars.

Thinking of what happened last night, Qiao Muxi's face turned red. She lowered her head shyly and was about to reach out to take the porridge.

Luo Ziye took a step forward, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and put it to her mouth.

"I'll feed you, ah, open your mouth"

It's obvious that the relationship between the two is getting closer, so it's normal for them to be intimate.