"elder brother?"
Not hearing Mu Tianheng's voice, Mo Di asked again.
"Today... well, it is indeed a very important day." Mu Tianheng spoke, but did not say what day it was. He only said in a gentle voice: "You will know in the evening. Don't you believe your brother?"
"Of course I believe my brother!"
Mo Di said this without hesitation, then smiled sweetly, revealing a very shallow dimple on his left cheek: "Then I will wait for my brother at the east gate of the base tonight."
"Be good." Mu Tianheng said in a gentle voice with a faint smile: "Brother will pick you up at six o'clock."
"Um!"
After Modi hung up the call, he was in a very good mood and went to eat humming a little song.
Zhao Chun and the others saw that Mo Diyi had gotten rid of his morning depression and was in a very good mood. They looked at each other in surprise and couldn't help asking, "Xiao Di, why are you in such a good mood? Did you pick up a lottery ticket?"
"It's not a lottery, but it's better than a lottery. You don't understand." Mo Di looked at a few people, shook his head in suspense, then hummed a song and took the lunch box to get food.
Xian Yuchao curled his lips.
"I suspect Xiaodi has left us to fall in love."
......
The other side.
Mu Tianheng turned off his cell phone, leaned back slightly, lay on the back of the leather chair, and closed his eyes.
The dark emotions that were surging in his eyes were all concealed by him.
Even if Modi really doesn't like him and plots against him, so what.
Since you have plotted against him for one day, you must be prepared to plot against him for the rest of his life. Not even one day, one minute, or one second less will do!
He will not let go, nor will he push people away.
Modi doesn't want him to know this secret, so he pretends not to know it, but Modi can't leave in the future.
Since you've provoked him, it's best to provoke him to the end. He is not a good guy. It's impossible for him to let you go after being cheated. Absolutely impossible.
He would only tie Modi up even more tightly.
Mu Tianheng slightly exerted force on his fist placed on the armrest, then released it. The sunlight cast a thin layer of gold on his slender and powerful fingers.
In fact, he didn't believe...
I don't believe that Mo Di really doesn't like him at all.
If Modi really acted at the beginning, then what happened later? The little boy he saw would blush when he saw him, his ears would turn red with embarrassment when he kissed him, he would reveal a very shallow dimple on his left cheek when he was extremely happy, he would shudder slightly when he stroked his back and waist, he would actively rush over to hug his waist, and he would call him brother so sweetly...
He doesn't believe it. Is this all fake? !
Mu Tianheng suddenly opened his eyes.
In his deep and dark eyes, there emerged an emotion that Mu Tianheng had never shown in front of Mo Di.
He will ask his little friend himself tonight, no, tomorrow.
Ask him, ask Modi, whether he likes him now.
As long as Modi says that he likes him now, that's enough.
As long as Modi said it, he believed it.
If someone had told Mu Tianheng half a year ago that he would like someone so much that he would be willing to deceive himself, Mu Tianheng would probably have shrugged it off because it was simply impossible and he would not bother to pay attention to such rumors.
But now, he really wants to be the one who covers his ears and steals the bell.
But so what? As long as he finally stole the bell and kept it in his arms forever, that would be enough.
There was only one game left, the finals. Other teams were on edge and had extremely tight production schedules. But the Dream Team was different because the championship was basically in their bag, so Modi did not give the team more tasks. Instead, the amount of tasks was about the same as in the past.
Even let everyone relax more.
Before six o'clock in the evening, Mo Di completed the tasks originally scheduled for the day in a hurry, then changed his clothes, and with a happy and relaxed mood, he ran out of the base with his long legs and rushed to the place he and Mu Tianheng had agreed on.
Mu Tianheng stood at the east gate of the base, leaning against the black Maybach.
When Mo Di appeared vaguely nearly a hundred meters away from the east gate, Mu Tianheng saw him at a glance.
In the setting sun, the child who was running towards him against the wind had a happy face. His soft black hair was blown back, revealing his smooth forehead. His two long straight legs were moving desperately, dragging his round body wrapped in a down jacket and scarf, and running towards him.
Mu Tianheng's heart softened to the extreme all of a sudden.
He didn't believe that a little guy like this could possibly be acting.
But even if it's an act, it can only be his.
......
"Brother, brother!" Mo Di panted and finally ran to Mu Tianheng, smiling with red cheeks, "Brother, have you been waiting for a long time?"
"No." Mu Tianheng smiled and ruffled Mo Di's hair. "Let's go, get in the car first."
"Um!"
The car was heated enough, so Modi took off his scarf as soon as he got in, then clasped his hands together and blew out a breath.
The next second, both hands were covered by Mu Tianheng's big hands.
"Spring is coming soon." Mu Tianheng covered Mo Di's hands completely with his hands to warm them up. "Just hold on for another month."
"Well, in fact, it's warmer today than in the past period of time." Mo Di felt Mu Tianheng's care for him, and his heart was sweet. "Brother, where are we going later?"
"Let's go home today and I'll cook for you, okay?"
"Of course!" Modi was a little happy, "Brother, are we still eating steak?"
"We're not having steak today. I'll show you how to make something else." Mu Tianheng pinched Mo Di's face. "Are you looking forward to it?"
"I'm really looking forward to it!" Modi said like a little kid, his eyes sparkling.
Mu Tianheng smiled, moved his hand to the top of Mo Di's head and rubbed it, "Be good, fasten your seat belt, we'll go home now."
......
How congested is the evening rush hour in Beijing?
The traffic will only get worse, there is no limit to the traffic congestion.
It was almost seven o'clock when the two returned to the villa.
By the time Mu Tianheng finished cooking, it was almost half past eight.
This time, what Mu Tianheng made was indeed not steak, but Chinese food, and it was all made according to Mo Di's taste. It seemed that he learned it specially.
Tomato beef brisket, fried chicken with chestnuts, stir-fried shrimps, chopped pepper fish head, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, yam, kelp and scallop soup, a total of five dishes and one soup.
However, these dishes were temporarily improved by Mu Tianheng. Red wine was added to the tomato beef brisket and simmered over low heat, a small amount of beer was added to the chestnut and spicy chicken to enhance the flavor, and a little Maotai was added to the chopped pepper fish head. Only the stir-fried shrimps, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and yam, kelp and scallop soup did not contain any wine.
Mo Di did know that adding wine to some dishes could enhance the flavor, but he couldn't drink alcohol and would get drunk almost immediately, so he had never done so. Seeing Mu Tianheng's improvements and looking forward to him tasting them, Mo Di moved his mouth, swallowed his saliva, and said nothing.
If you only eat dishes that are seasoned with wine...
He shouldn't be drunk.
Mu Tianheng seemed to see Mo Di's worry and smiled: "Are you afraid of getting drunk?"
"Yeah, but if you eat the food, you shouldn't be too drunk." Mo Di came close to Mu Tianheng, and couldn't help but feel a little intoxicated by the fragrance, "It's really fragrant."
Mu Tianheng picked up a piece of chicken thigh, blew on it and put it to Mo Di's mouth, "Try it?"
Modi opened his mouth wide, took a bite, and his eyes lit up immediately: "Brother, it's delicious!"
"If it tastes good, eat more." Mu Tianheng smiled and pinched Mo Di's face. "You won't get drunk even if you eat a lot. It doesn't matter if you get drunk. Even if you get drunk and crazy, I can control you."
"I won't get drunk and crazy." Modi shook his head. "When I'm drunk, at most I won't know anything, and my mind will be confused. I will answer whatever others ask. This is not conducive to me keeping my own affairs confidential."
Modi smiled and showed his small white teeth.
"Oh? There are still secrets. What secrets are you hiding from brother?" Mu Tianheng smiled and leaned forward to look at Mo Di. "Tell me now, or will you be forced to confess by me later?"
Modi laughed, "Brother, just ask me directly. I won't hide it from you."
Except for the rebirth thing.
Well, if I must add something, then I would add the fact that I lied to my brother.
actually......
In fact, he was also thinking about whether he should find an opportunity to tell Mu Tianheng about his rebirth.
Mu Tianheng smiled, "So I take it seriously?"
Modi raised his head: "Really!"
"Be good... bring the dishes over first." Mu Tianheng rubbed Mo Di's head, "Brother, this last dish will be ready soon."
......
It was already half past eight when they started eating. The two of them ate and talked until almost half past nine or even ten o'clock.
In the end, Modi was actually a little drunk.
Mu Tianheng looked at Mo Di, whose cheeks were flushed and eyes were a little dizzy, and walked over to hold Mo Di in his arms.
"Drunk or sleepy?"
Mo Di leaned in Mu Tianheng's arms, looked up at him, and smiled foolishly: "Not drunk, not sleepy!"
Mu Tianheng immediately understood that his little friend was really drunk.
But this was also his plan, and he didn't want to say something hypocritical like "You shouldn't get drunk just by eating some food."
Mu Tianheng picked up Mo Di, let him ride on his waist, and then kissed him.
Mo Di was dizzy from the kiss, his body was hot, and he subconsciously hugged Mu Tianheng's neck tightly, kissing him actively and whispering, "Brother, brother..."
The voice was small and sticky, and seemed to have an ending tone, revealing undisguised coquettish trust and love. Mu Tianheng's heart melted when he heard it.
He didn't believe that his child would still pretend at this time. He felt that Mo Di really liked him, at least for now.
The drunken state of everyone is the most real state, and now Modi... is 100% sure that he is drunk.
Mu Tianheng kissed Mo Di's forehead, eyelids, eyelashes, nose tip, and lips carefully.
"Little guy is drunk, do you still know who I am?"
"Yes, brother..." Mo Di struggled for a while, his eyes became clear for a moment, and then fell into confusion again. He suddenly looked up stupidly and "bit" Mu Tianheng on the face.
"Are you sure?"
Mu Tianheng looked at him with a smile, his eyes were extremely gentle as never before, but suppressed in them was a surging possessive desire that he had never shown in front of Mo Di.
"Of course I'm sure, it's my brother, my favorite brother." Mo Di burped, then hugged Mu Tianheng's neck tightly again, "Brother, you, haha, you are drunk..."
"I'm not drunk, you are. I'll carry you to rest."
Mu Tianheng looked at Mo Di with focused and fiery eyes. His two strong long arms grasped Mo Di's waist, lifted Mo Di up, and walked towards his bedroom.
Then he kissed Modi's lips again, and then gradually moved down, along the slender neck, to the collarbone, chest, waist...
He kept asking during this time.
"Do you like your brother?"
"I like it." Modi naturally said that he liked it.
"Do you know who is kissing you?"
"It's my brother..." As if he was a little confused about why Mu Tianheng said that, Mo Di tilted his head to look at Mu Tianheng and reached out to pinch his nose, "Haha, my brother is drunk."
Mu Tianheng held his hand and continued gently: "Is your favorite brother now?"
"Of course... I like it the most now, I liked it the most in the past, and I will like it the most in the future..."
“Who is the most important person to you?”
"Brother, brother is the most important..."
"Do you like your brother kissing you like this?"
“I like it. I like it very much.”
Mo Di had been responding obediently, but those answers would eventually be kissed into Mu Tianheng's stomach, and then turned into tiny moans and pleas for mercy.
Of course, in the end, those begging for mercy...
They all became "brother" again.
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