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"This is my brother, Mo Shaowen."

He Lu was still thinking wildly, but Mo Yiyi had already brought him before her eyes.

She said oh first, then reacted, and raised her eyes suddenly: "Huh? Your brother?"

Mo Shaowen stretched out his hand to grab Mo Yiyi's shoulder, but she shrugged her shoulders away, and he smiled: "We don't look alike?"

When He Lu heard this, he looked back and forth between the two of them seriously.

In this way, it seems that some details are similar, such as their noses, which are the same type with straight nose bridges and narrow nose wings, and their lips are plump but not thick.

At first she thought it was husband and wife, feeling sad for a while.

It turned out to be siblings.

She also showed a sincere smile: "Well, it's very similar."

Mo Yiyi was speechless: "...you really see it?" She tapped He Lu's head lightly with her fingers, "What are you thinking about?"

Mo Shaowen smiled and said, "Brothers and sisters should be alike, you still don't admit it."

"Let's go, let's go eat first." Mo Yiyi took a step towards the parking space, and raised his hand behind him to beckon, "You two follow, you can only make do at the hotel if you are late. Hurry up."

Although the tone is loose and casual, it still reveals the speaker's clear mood.It seems that she has a good relationship with her brother.

He Lu caught this, pursed his lips, and quickened his pace to follow.

When he got to the car, He Lu consciously walked to the rear door and put his hand on the door handle.

"Sit up front."

She raised her head and looked at Mo Yiyi who was looking at her indifferently in a daze and surprise, as if what she said was so logical, but...

Isn't her brother here?

As an outsider, it's inappropriate to sit in front...

He Lu glanced at Mo Shaowen again, he was calmer than Mo Yiyi, the old god was standing by the rear door on the other side, seeing He Lu looking at him, his eyes changed slightly.

The little girl in front of her should be my sister's girlfriend, why didn't she sit in the front with her sister, and came behind?

He raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "You want to sit in the back?"

"..."

He Lu didn't know what to do, slipped his hand from the door handle, moved forward to the passenger, opened the door and sat in.

Mo Shaowen was a little late to react, but now he took out his phone and secretly sent Mo Yiyi a WeChat message.

【Isn't she your girlfriend? 】

Mo Yiyi in the driver's seat had just put on his seat belt, and when he heard the WeChat notification sound, he thought it was a matter of work, so he swiped his fingertips and clicked to open it, and immediately said: "..."

She looked up and glanced at the back seat through the interior mirror.

Mo Shaowen smiled at her, raised his phone and shook it.

Mo Yiyi lowered his head helplessly, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the co-pilot who was seriously fastening his seat belt and didn't pay attention to He Lu over here.

My heart is a little more stable.

She typed quickly, feeling a little helpless when she poked the screen with her fingertips.

【no. 】

For Mo Shaowen's return to China this time, the itinerary was set two months ago.

Mo's father moved to Switzerland very early due to work reasons, and Mo's mother followed him.At that time, Mo Yiyi was going to university in China, and usually only had time to visit his parents during the winter and summer vacations, while Mo Shaowen was studying in the United States at that time, and then stayed in the United States to work and rarely returned to China.

Getting together with Mo Yiyi was a must when returning to China. This time, by chance, her project was in Shanghai, and many of Mo Shaowen's young classmates were working in Shanghai, so we agreed to have a meal together.

"I have some appointments tonight, do you want to go?"

After returning from the airport, the three of them had lunch together. Mo Yiyi sent Mo Shaowen to the hotel, and brought He Lu back to the crew office.Remembering the dinner appointment before, she asked He Lu.

After asking, I felt that He Lu had always been soft-tempered. I was afraid that she would be embarrassed to refuse, so I took the initiative to say: "It doesn't matter if you don't go to an unimportant round. Whatever you want to eat, just the two of us can do it."

After returning from the airport, He Lu was filled with the dull pain and breathlessness that came to him when he saw Mo Yiyi hugging the man.

Now hearing her questioning herself in such a gentle tone, she thoughtfully said that it doesn't matter if she doesn't go to the dinner.

The emotions in my heart became more and more complicated.

He Lu sat in the small cubicle, in the previous position, with his hands on his knees, tugging at his pants, lowered his eyes, and lowered his voice.

"you……"

Why are you so nice to me?

Or is it better to treat everyone equally?

She didn't dare to ask.

As soon as he uttered it, he revealed his little-known little thoughts, which he hadn't yet made clear—to fall in love with women, it was a bit deviant for him who had followed the rules for half his life.

She felt lost again.

"Da da", the table was knocked by knuckles.

"In a daze, are you going to the dinner?"

He Lu raised his head and saw half of Mo Yiyi's face behind the monitor.

At this time, on this face, the brows were raised slightly, and the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, showing surprise and waiting for an answer. There was no deliberate charm, but it was still beautiful.

He Lu exhaled quietly and took a deep breath.

The hands on the knees loosened even more.

She nodded: "Go."

Mo Yiyi was a little surprised. In her impression, He Lu was reserved and rather shy, and she was willing to go to the dinner. She said: "Don't force it, the dinner is really not important. And," she paused, "Aren't you the most annoying person?" Is it a dinner?"

"It's different, with you here."

Mo Yiyi froze for a moment, seeing the wholehearted trust in the girl in front of her subconsciously, her breathing tightened for a moment.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was bitterness or joy.

He Lu trusts her like this, so he is naturally worthy of joy, but when he thinks that the cornerstone of this trust is friendship rather than the love he wants, he can't help but taste a bit of bitterness from the joy, and linger in his heart.

Looking back at the screen, she suppressed her emotions and responded lightly.

"Well, I'm here."

The night is dark, and the lights of the bustling city are blurred.

After the meal, a group of people talked and laughed and went to KTV again. He Lu stayed by Mo Yiyi's side all the time, even during the meal.

Although Mo Yiyi called it a dinner party, He Lu felt that it was much better than the dinner party he had seen at work. There were not many people. There were ten people in total. Moderate and measured.

He Lu was very happy to talk about going to KTV after dinner, she really wanted to hear Mo Yiyi sing.

"It's quite interesting, hehe." Entering the box, He Lu whispered in Mo Yiyi's ear.

Mo Yiyi turned to look at her.

Under the dim and blurred light of the box, the girl's delicate face was blushing slightly, her eyes were slightly narrowed because of her smile, and filled into the tiny spots of light sprinkled by the ceiling, her eyes were as misty as if covered with mist.

She lowered her voice and asked, "How much did you drink?"

On the way, Mo Yiyi received a call and left the table for more than ten minutes. He Lu only drank a small glass of red wine when he was there. She was familiar with that brand, with a low alcohol concentration and no strong stamina.

Logically, you shouldn't be drunk.

After hearing her question, He Lu shook his head and smiled: "Guess?"

- really drunk.

"..."

Mo Yiyi sighed, thought for a while, and sent a WeChat message to Mo Shaowen who was sitting on the other side.

【She's drunk, I'll take her back first. 】

Mo Shaowen was chatting with a few friends, he didn't know if he didn't feel the vibration of the phone or what, his expression remained unchanged and he continued to chat with his buddies happily, without losing a single look.

In fact, today's dinner is really not important as she said to He Lu at the beginning.

Most of the people who came were alumni of Mo Shaowen when he was in college in China. Although he later went to work in the United States, the industry he was engaged in was indispensable for his contacts, so he would usually gather with friends when he returned to China.

This time, it happened that Mo Yiyi was in Shanghai, and because she transitioned to become a producer, getting to know more people would help attract investment, so Mo Shaowen called her along.

On such an occasion, it is okay to say that it is entertainment, but there are not as many terms and conditions as traditional entertainment, and it is relatively more comfortable.

Seeing that there was no reply to the WeChat message, Mo Yiyi planned to pull up the little drunk in his arms and take her back to the hotel.

To avoid procrastination, the little drunk is crying like last night again, and he will surely crawl into the ground when he wakes up the next day.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, He Lu took it and squeezed her hand in the palm of his hand, laughing while pinching, "Hee hee, your hand is so comfortable, Yiyi, did you order a song? I'm waiting to hear it."

"...I won't sing. If you're drunk, I'll take you home." Mo Yiyi wanted to withdraw his hand, but he didn't expect that the little drunk had quite a lot of strength, so he wouldn't let go of his grip.

"No!" He Lu was having a great time playing with his hands, "I want to hear it, you can sing one song, okay?"

"..."

"Everyone!" A man stood up in the center of the KTV sofa, picked up the poker cards on the table and poured them out, shuffling the cards while laughing, "Play the game first to sober up, and sing later."

"Forget it, you, the little prince in the nightclub must have worked hard to pretend to be serious when eating."

"When we get to the home court, the old prince can't get back to the court."

"We all have families, so don't play too much. My wife has to settle accounts when she goes back."

The man known as the little prince of the nightclub sneered, and the cards in his hand had been shuffled neatly.

He laughed: "It's as if I don't have a wife, but you are afraid of his wife?"

He slapped the cards on the table with a slap.

"Let's do this, the old rules of the king's game, you can play as you want, in order to go home and explain to your wife and husband, like the kiss before, the man and woman are automatically drawn... I think about it, um, change it to Turn around ten times and drink three glasses of wine."

Others tsk tsk.

"It's too cruel, drink a glass, or I will add wolfberry."

"Hahaha, add wolfberry, do you want to heat it up for you?"

"Then what if the two men win the lottery, are you still kissing?"

"Dear!"

"Must kiss!"

Mo Yiyi was about to say that he would take He Lu away first, but before he could say anything, he saw He Lu join in the fun and take a card, and put another card in her hand.

As if asking for credit, she said, "I got it for you."

"Old ghost!"

"Hahaha, the old prince has drawn a wild card!"

"Quickly tell me what number and what number you want."

That person probably didn't expect that he was the first to draw a joker card, his eyes lit up when he saw the spread out joker card.

King game is very simple.

Everyone draws a card, and when they get a joker card, they must spread out the joker card and become the king, and the last remaining card is the king's number.

The king can give orders, let number 1 do push-ups with number 3 on his back, and so on, but the king does not know his own number before giving the order, so the order is too harsh and will trap himself.

All in all, a very sour character.

The man didn't even think about it, and said, "No. 2 and No. 8 kiss each other!"

"I knew it."

"Hahahaha, which one is No. 2 and No. 8, come out and take two steps."

"Whether it's watching people go around drinking or watching two men kissing, the taste is too strong!"

Others showed their cards one after another, this one was not, and that one was not, and they gradually turned their attention to Mo Yiyi and He Lu who did not show their cards.

Mo Yiyi was slightly startled, and turned over the card that He Lu had stuffed for him, the number 2 was shining brightly.

Then he turned over the card in He Lu's hand, number 8.

Seeing that No. 2 and No. 8 came out, everyone's eyes became less interested.

Watching two women kissing is not as exciting as watching people dizzy and drinking or two big men kissing.

The old ghost was obviously also a little surprised, and with a little disappointment, he raised his hand: "Let's have one of the two beauties."

Among the few people, only Mo Shaowen's gaze showed a slight strangeness. He knew that Mo Yiyi liked women.

Others may not be able to see it, but as an older brother, he can feel Mo Yiyi's eyes on He Lu, with doting love.

Mo Yiyi was in a complicated mood.

Being able to kiss He Lu is naturally willing.

But this time, Yu He Lu just played a game, but she was worried that she would fall into deep trouble again.

At the same time, a voice in her head bewitched her: Kiss her, kiss her, even if only this time.

He Lu suddenly became the focus of attention, still a little dazed, looked at the two cards, and opened his mouth slightly: "This, we..."

After being drunk, her mind was dizzy, and she couldn't turn fast. She raised her eyes, and her eyes suddenly went dark.

A familiar face slowly enlarged and pressed down, a faint fragrance drifted into the nose, accompanied by a low voice.

"Close your eyes."