After wearing the book, I was fascinated by the protagonist by his brother

Confused with a fever?

Mu Nanbei turned his head to look, the mountain moon was shining brightly in the room, and the person on the other bed was already lying flat.

His smiling peach eyes were closed, leaving behind two rows of black lashes.

With a peaceful sleeping face, Mu Nanbei looked sideways for a while.

"must."

……

In the morning, the sun shines through the thin mist that has dispersed almost into the room.

Jian Wenxi opened his eyes, and Mu Nanbei's face on the opposite bed appeared in front of him. His eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose looked like mountains that could not be climbed.

If he could see this face every day when he opened his eyes, Jian Wenxi felt that he could live ten more years.

It's not Jian Wenxi if you don't sleep well.

Just lying there, staring at the other person's face for a long time without blinking, directly woke him up.

"Morning." Mu Nanbei said and got up.

What kind of god is Mu Nanbei who can get out of bed by opening his eyes.

Jian Wenxi lay lazily.

The time on the phone is nine o'clock in the morning.

It can be regarded as full of sleep.

After dawdling, Jian Wenxi got up to change clothes, wash up, and went downstairs, but Mu Nanbei was not there.

By the way, Mu Nanbei has the habit of running.

Looking through the kitchen, there are small pickles, meat, rice noodles, grains and oil.

Jian Wenxi was hesitant to cook a vegetable and lean meat porridge, and had breakfast when everyone else got up.

What if he prepared himself to be affectionate, but others don't appreciate it?

He was hesitating when Mu Nanbei came back.

"What are you doing?" Mu Nanbei asked him, how much he thought at such a young age that he could suffer bitterly and hate deeply against the pot.

"I want to cook lean meat porridge, would you like it?" Jian Wenxi asked.

Mu Nanbei nodded: "Put more meat."

After the meat is cut and blanched, put it in the pot and cook with the rice.

After a while, the fragrance of rice came out.

She is always taken care of by Mu Nanbei, and Jian Wenxi is also a little embarrassed.

Mu Nanbei ran around the mountain road, covered in sweat, took a bath and changed clothes, and asked Jian Wenxi for a bowl of porridge.

The two sat at the dining table without talking, and ate quietly.

"Who put the poison in the morning." Tian Kexin was lying on the railing on the second floor, with a blindfold on his head, looking downstairs unconsciously.

"Teacher Mu, brother Jian." Chen Qian grabbed her.

The two were wearing nightdresses of the same style, with a flannel texture, which looked warm and comfortable.

Speaking of warmth...

Sure enough, those three suitcases became Jian Wenxi's foreshadowing. Seeing that it was late autumn, his suitcase was full of summer clothes.

One pink and one yellow sister style flannel nightdress, Jian Wenxi also wants to have it.

"What are you eating? It smells so good." Tian Kexin said.

"Jian Wenxi made lean meat porridge." Mu Nanbei said.

"Brother Jian is mighty, I'm going to wash up right now, leave a bowl for me." Tian Kexin walked towards the bathroom in a daze.

When she came out of the bathroom, Tian Kexin changed her appearance: "Director, can you delete that part just now?"

"It's so cute, why did you delete it?" Wu Fei replied sitting in front of the surveillance camera in the dead corner of the camera.

A popular little flower, staying up late and waking up in the morning without makeup, with a haggard face and a haggard look, any part of it is an ugly photo.

After sitting down with the bowl, Tian Kexin was ready to have breakfast: "When I was washing up, the woman in the mirror made me ugly, but you actually said she was cute."

Eat people with short mouths.

The other two who got up late ate breakfast obediently under the supervision of everyone, Chang Mu Nanbei.

The director team gave out today's 600 yuan and told the six people that there would be guests at noon, and hoped that they would entertain them seriously.

"Let's not talk about the guests, do you need anything?" Mu Nanbei asked.

Jian Wenxi raised her hand tremblingly.

"what do you want?"

"I took the wrong suitcase and brought two boxes of summer clothes."

In the original text, Jian Wenxi only brought thin clothes because he felt that he needed to wear less to seduce men.

The stupid thinking of straight male cancer, what women wear less is to seduce men, and what men wear less is to seduce homosexuals.

The logic is touching.

"I want a coat." Jian asked Xi.

"Personal items, you pay for them yourself." Mu Nanbei directly dismissed.

"Oh." Jian Wenxi tried online payment yesterday, and tried out the payment password using the original body's birthday.

Log in with other accounts, he himself is here, and the bound mobile phone number is also in his hand, all of them have been changed.

Jian Wenxi also didn't know if he was the material for acting, but also registered a trumpet to start the main business of painting.

The biggest hot spot on the Internet right now is Tian Kexin's TV series that is currently on the air.

But Jian Wenxi knew that the first episode of "Simple Cohabitation" would be aired on Saturday.

Once it was aired, discussions exploded, especially Ye Jingchen's rambunctious remarks made the audience say that this is not free to watch.

Today is Tuesday, four more days.

There is plenty of time to draw some fan pictures of Chi Chuwu and Ye Jingchen.

"If you don't have anything else to buy, I'll take Jian Wenxi and the others to do the shopping."

Mu Nanbei was driving, and Jian Wenxi was sitting next to him. The car was equipped with cameras, but they were all facing the front.

On the way, Jian Wenxi held the tablet to write and draw, and the camera was just playing with the tablet very boringly.

What he chose to paint was the most out-of-the-box photo of Chi Chuwu, an elite beauty with gold-rimmed glasses, whose eyes were drawn by Jian Wenxi to look ashamed.

When painting, Jian Wenxi can always find some shadows of Mu Nanbei on Chi Chuwu's face.

Sure enough, good-looking brothers are the same, if they say to seduce you, they will seduce you.

Registered Trumpet - Taoxi.

Young man, what you lost was the first day of Chi, or the fifth day of Chi.

A picture is attached.

Mu Nanbei parked the car and gave Jian Wenxi a mask.

With his head down, he entered the mall like a thief.

It's hard being a star.

"I'll buy you a coat first," Mu Nanbei said.

Jian Wenxi followed Mu Nanbei, and passers-by frequently looked sideways. Although they didn't recognize him, some people murmured whether he was a celebrity.

Mu Nanbei's height and temperament are outstanding, which cannot be suppressed by a mask.

It's a working day, and it's peak season, and there aren't many people in the mall.

Jian Wenxi didn't dawdle, she turned into the first men's clothing store she saw, bought two pieces, turned around and left.

Then follow Mu Nanbei to buy ingredients and fruits.

Mu Nanbei acted resolutely, vegetables, fruits and meat, estimated that 600 yuan was almost spent, so Mu Nanbei went to pay.

580 seven dollars.

The checkout area was surrounded by many people.

Someone boldly asked, "Are you Mu Nanbei?"

Mu Nanbei glanced at her, and the little girl immediately recognized her with an excited expression.

"Yes, yes, I can recognize these eyes at a glance."

"Then is he also a star?" Jian asked Xi's nationality, and it was normal for no one to recognize him.

"Mr. Mu, can I leave a signature?"

There are more people around, and if you don't leave, you will be blocked here.

Mu Nanbei took Jian Wenxi's hand.

"Sorry, we still have something to do, let's talk next time."

Mu Nanbei was holding a shopping bag in his left hand, and holding Jian Wenxi's right hand with his right. He quickly opened the way ahead, and Jian Wenxi was about to start trotting under his lead.

Mu Nanbei's palm was big, warm and dry, and it made his wrist hurt a little. The feeling of being led to run wasn't too bad.

Running all the way to the parking lot, Jian Wenxi lost momentum and fell on Mu Nanbei's back, which was as hard as a rubber playground.

His nose, which had been baptized by celebrities for several times, was sore and numb.

In addition, he also smelled Mu Nanbei's body.

Opening the trunk, Mu Nanbei put the things in, Jian Wenxi lowered his head, his neck was half-covered from the coat, tears continued in his eyes, his nose was red, and he looked pitiful.

"Bump it, does it hurt?" Mu Nanbei tilted his head, trying to see his expression clearly.

The accompanying photography teacher was dispersed by the crowd, the parking lot here was not easy to park, and the car following by the program group could not be seen.

The warm and soft fingertips suddenly rubbed against the tip of Jian Wenxi's nose, and Mu Nanbei pinched his nose.

"It's not crooked." Mu Nanbei judged.

"It hurts." Jian Wenxi hummed.

Mu Nanbei bowed his body and couldn't see clearly, so he simply raised his chin with his hands.

Is there really no kiss next to this?Preferably a forced kiss...

But the gentleman Mu Nanbei, his eyes fell on the tip of his nose, the red tip of the nose must have been hit hard, no bleeding, Mu Nanbei slowly touched down from the bridge of the nose.

The soft flesh on the fingertips touched him with gentle force and unscrupulousness. After getting close, the smell of Mu Nanbei's body became more obvious in the nostrils. It was a clear fragrance.

The scent was ignited by the heat on Mu Nanbei's fingertips, and burned all the way to his lungs. Jian Wenxi was short of breath, and he couldn't breathe through his nose, so he could only use his mouth.

Mu Nanbei is teasing him, right?

Can't.

"You have a good nose, don't be coquettish, and don't try to blackmail me."

As soon as her cheeks warmed up, Jian Wenxi heard Mu Nanbei's disappointing words. Jian Wenxi began to think over and over again, isn't Mu Nanbei homophobic, so is Mu Nanbei crooked?

Didn't you say you once liked him?

Didn't you say it was used?

Mu Nanbei pinched his nose and pinched his chin, and the feeling of pinching his chin is still there. Generally, those who have such a plot in sweet novels end up together.

"Don't blackmail anyone, you bumped my nose." Jane asked Xixin that I was going to be squeamish.

"In the situation just now, your nose hit my back." Mu Nanbei felt that it was too naive to care about this matter.

"Your back is hard, or my nose is hard." Jian Wenxi touched boldly, only touching Mu Nanbei's shoulder blades.

As soon as he touched it, Jian Wenxi drove a car on a high speed in his mind.

"Let go and get in the car when you've touched enough." Mu Nanbei urged him.

"Okay." Jian Wenxi patted his solid shoulder again, which was suitable for tooth marks.

On the way back, Jian Wenxi secretly observed Mu Nanbei, and Mu Nanbei concentrated on driving.

"Teacher Mu." Jian Wenxi smiled.

"Ah."

Jian Wenxi said: "Just now I not only bumped my nose into your back, but also my face. Do you think it counted as a kiss on your back?"

Feeling that children are naive, Mu Nanbei stopped him with one sentence: "Have you ever kissed someone?"

No, I'm so angry.

The angry Jian Wenxi, who seemed to have lost a bit, turned on the tablet again to draw pictures, and drew a picture of the back, an inverted triangle figure, the shoulder blades were full of scratches, and there was a half-round tooth mark on the shoulder.

There is also a pair of delicate legs coiled around the waist, starting from the heels of the legs, spreading outwards with dots of blue and purple marks, and curled up red toes.

The essence of drawing a picture lies in the portrayal of muscles. A man’s back needs to be outlined with a few strokes of shadows, embellished with highlights, and paved with a sense of strength ready to go. It can be seen that it is a waist that can be used seven times a night.

Jian Wenxi secretly took a breath.

Then he hugged the tablet in his arms, as if hiding some shady stolen goods.