I cry so hard!

During these days of recuperating at home, Aunt Chen made tonic soup for Mo Ruanmiao every day. All kinds of expensive ingredients were put into the soup. He thought about asking Mo Chutian to drink some for him.

Mo Chutian was reluctant at first, seeing that Mo Ruanmiao was so skinny, he wished he could eat more, and even helped Aunt Chen supervise Mo Ruanmiao to finish the soup. That's a lot, but Mo Ruanmiao has a small appetite, and after drinking the soup, he doesn't want to eat so much.

At night, Mo Ruanmiao tossed and turned on the bed with his pillow in his arms. He was very distressed and didn't know how to make Mo Chutian agree to his request.

"What's wrong?" As soon as Mo Chutian entered the door, he saw Mo Ruanmiao huddling around under the quilt.

Mo Ruanmiao stopped, put the pillow aside, and then climbed to the edge of the bed. He looked up at Mo Chutian with a pitiful look in his eyes: "Brother, can you help me drink some soup? I Can't finish it."

There is no room for negotiation on this matter, Mo Chutian said: "I have asked, this kind of nutrient intake should be, your body needs these."

"But it's too much, I eat well every day." Mo Ruanmiao acted like a baby to Mo Chutian, his eyes blinked, as if he could cry to Mo Chutian in the next second.

Mo Chutian held his shoulders and said, "Miaomiao, I eat with you every day, do you think I don't know how much you eat?"

Mo Ruanmiao pursed her lips, and changed another trick. As soon as he raised his hand, he hugged Mo Chutian's waist, and then leaned his head on him. He said anxiously, "I ate a lot, I work hard every day to eat, and I am not picky about my food." Later, he softened his tone, "Can you tell Aunt Chen not to cook so much?"

Mo Ruanmiao knew that Aunt Chen must listen to the nutritionist and doctor on this matter, and the nutritionist and doctor must listen to Mo Chutian. He can only solve this problem from the root.

"No." Mo Chutian pushed him away from his arms.

Mo Ruanmiao was a little angry, he lowered his head, not wanting to talk to Mo Chutian for the time being.

Mo Chutian thought Mo Ruanmiao was so cute, but when his eyes touched his thin body, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Mo Ruanmiao's physique is too bad, Mo Chutian talked with Mo Qixing because of this matter, he learned from Mo Qixing that although Mo Ruanmiao was born with some deficiencies, his body was not that weak, it was because of him After his mother passed away, his physical condition took a sharp turn for the worse.

At this time, Mo Ruanmiao suddenly opened his mouth to pull back Mo Chutian's thoughts, but once the worry came up, he couldn't suppress it. He looked at the obedient person kneeling on the bed, and only felt that he wanted to make Mo Ruanmiao happy , so that the body can gradually improve.

Mo Ruanmiao didn't know what Mo Chutian was thinking, he only knew that he had to settle this matter tonight, after thinking about it, he felt that only by presenting the facts before Mo Chutian's eyes could he convince the other party.

So, he lifted up the corner of his clothes, and a soft and white waist was exposed in the air. Mo Chutian was dazed for a second or two by Mo Ruanmiao's sudden movement, and then his His eyes darkened for a moment.

Mo Ruanmiao had never experienced anything before, and he didn't know what was hidden in his actions. His eyes were innocent, and there was a bit of pretending to be pitiful. He moved forward again, and then held Mo Ruanmiao. Chutian's hand.

Mo Chutian's heart skipped a beat, feeling that something was wrong, but certain emotions paralyzed his nerves, and when he wanted to pull his hand, it was too late, the soft and delicate touch under his palm was extremely obvious, and his breathing suddenly became a bit rough.

The instigator didn't notice anything wrong with the other person, he even moved that big hand on his belly a little bit, he was also a little shy, but he did it anyway.

"Brother," Mo Ruanmiao blinked and said with a smile, "Have you noticed something is wrong?"

Mo Chutian didn't speak, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that his voice would scare Mo Ruanmiao, he was a mature and normal man, even if he didn't intend to touch Mo Ruanmiao, he would react.

Mo Ruanmiao smiled happily and said, "Do you think my stomach is bulging?"

He asked himself and answered: "It's because I ate too much, it's really good."

Mo Ruanmiao was obviously talking nonsense with his eyes open, the exposed belly was very flat, without any ups and downs, but what he said seemed to be true, as if he could feel what he wanted with Mo Chutian's movements. Same arc as mentioned.

Mo Chutian pulled out his hand suddenly, his eyes were heavy, his voice was extremely hoarse, and there was a hint of danger hidden, he shouted: "Mo Ruanmiao."

Mo Chutian seldom called him that. Mo Ruanmiao immediately thought that he was angry, so he immediately calmed down, sat upright on the spot with his hands holding the hem of his clothes, staring at Mo Chutian with a pair of beautiful eyes, waiting for his punishment.

Mo Chutian kept silent, and his appearance looked a little scary.

Mo Ruanmiao thought, just drink it, he doesn't want to make Mo Chutian angry.

The consciousness was very good, and the action was very fast. He leaned forward and tentatively reached out to reach Mo Chutian's hand, and then said seriously and seriously: "Brother, I was wrong."

wrong?Mo Chutian looked deeply at Mo Ruanmiao, and blurted out the words in his heart. He heard himself say, "Do you really know what's wrong with you?"

Although the tone was a bit harsh, she was willing to talk anyway, Mo Ruanmiao nodded, and said obediently: "I know, I shouldn't make trouble for no reason, I should drink the soup my aunt made for me."

"No, it's not." Mo Chutian leaned down and held Mo Ruanmiao's shoulder and said softly.

no?A trace of doubt flashed in Mo Ruanmiao's eyes, but before he could figure it out, he was pushed down on the bed. His heart tightened, and he raised his eyes and bumped into a pair of deep eyes.

"Brother..." he yelled eagerly, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

"Let me tell you, what's wrong with you," Mo Chutian said, then lifted Mo Ruanmiao's clothes, and he gently stroked Mo Ruanmiao's waist, "Miaomiao, you should know that I am a Normal man, you will make yourself very..."

Mo Chutian didn't go on talking, he chuckled lightly, then turned over from Mo Ruanmiao and lay down beside him, Mo Chutian took a deep breath, raised his hands to cover his eyes, and said, "This is not allowed in the future. "

The words were clearly vague, but Mo Ruanmiao understood. He lay there stiffly, and after a long time, he whispered, "Oh."

Mo Chutian originally thought that Mo Ruanmiao would be honest, but after turning off the lights, Mo Ruanmiao leaned on his ear with a red face and said a word, his voice was so soft that he wanted to talk to Mo Chutian Tell a big secret, but compared with this sentence, Mo Ruanmiao's previous "mistakes" are nothing.

Mo Ruanmiao said, "I...I can."

Mo Ruanmiao really thinks it is okay, he is shy but honest, if he likes Mo Chutian, he can give him everything, for Mo Ruanmiao, it is a sweet thing to have sex with the person he likes. Already, he will be 19 soon, he is an adult who can have sex with his lover.

Mo Chutian did not respond.

Mo Ruanmiao thought that his voice was too low and Mo Chutian didn't hear it, so he endured his embarrassment, and his voice was a little louder than before, because the words were more straightforward, he said this time a little awkwardly, "I can talk to brother Have sex." Afraid that he was not convincing enough, Mo Ruanmiao mustered up the courage to say, "I...I think about it too."

What can I do?What do you think?Mo Chutian felt a headache.

In the end, Mo Chutian grabbed Mo Ruanmiao into his arms and kissed him fiercely, then said sharply: "Stop talking, go to sleep."

The next day, Mo Chutian still didn't help Mo Ruan Miao drink the soup, but the soup in the small earthen pot was much less, and finally it was a quantity that Mo Ruan Miao could bear, but the dishes on the table were also changed. .

Seeing Mo Ruanmiao's happy appearance, Aunt Chen was a little helpless, "It means Chutian is spoiling you." She snorted softly and said, "But the recipe has changed, but it's also the list given by the doctor. If you don't drink soup, you can eat more." Eat some staple food."

Mo Ruanmiao begged for mercy: "Auntie is the best, I must eat a lot."

When Mo Chutian came home in the afternoon, Mo Ruanmiao hugged the cat and ran to the porch to pick him up. Mo Ruanmiao held the kitten in one hand, raised the kitten's paw with the other, and said with a smile, "Thank you brother."

The kitten tilted its head: "Meow."

Mo Chutian was amused by one person and one cat, and there was some connivance in his eyes.

A week passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo Ruanmiao was going back to school tomorrow. In the afternoon, Mo Chutian took time to take him to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination. Maybe it was because he had recuperated well these days, or maybe it had something to do with his mood. Regarding, the results of Mo Ruanmiao's physical examination this time were actually better than before the hospitalization.

Mo Chutian and Mo Ruanmiao sat side by side in the back seat, the corners of his lips raised slightly, he seemed to be in a good mood, "Go back to school and take care of yourself."

"Well," Mo Ruanmiao nodded, and he said solemnly again: "I will miss my brother too."

Mo Chutian looked sideways at Mo Ruanmiao, chuckled lightly, and said, "I will miss you too."

In daily life, Mo Ruanmiao could feel that Mo Chutian cared for him, but it was difficult to hear a straightforward sentence, just five short words, but he thought it was extremely precious, and he wanted to hear it again.

So he said, "Can you say it again?"

"I will miss you too." Mo Chutian repeated.

After getting this sentence, Mo Ruanmiao smiled with crooked brows and smiles on the corners of her eyes and brows.

It's just that this pleasant and warm atmosphere didn't last long. Zhao Manzhen called when he was approaching Xihua. After returning from Hong Kong City, Mo Chutian started a cold war with Ms. Zhao tacitly. Now he doesn't really want to answer. This call.

The phone kept ringing, and Mo Ruanmiao saw that Mo Chutian's expression was not very good-looking, so she thought about it and asked, "Who is it?"

Mo Chutian stroked Mo Ruanmiao's hair and said, "My mother."

Zhao Manzhen kept calling persistently, but Mo Chutian finally answered the phone because he was afraid of something urgent. The two of them always spoke concisely. Zhao Manzhen didn't have any urgent matters. He just went back to S City for two days, and now he wanted to come to Xihua for a sit-down.

"No time." Mo Chutian frowned and replied.

Zhao Manzhen was not angry either, she sneered and said, "I heard that you took care of the child for a month without taking off your clothes, why didn't you even have half a day to visit mom?"