Meng Mingxuan was sitting on the sofa, the blood-soaked gauze on her wrist had been replaced.
Although she was holding the remote control and selecting a movie, her eyes followed the man's figure involuntarily.
As for which channel the remote control switched to, she didn't even notice.
Yan Mojiu put away the medicine box, threw the alcohol wipes he had used to wipe his hands into the trash can, and glanced in the direction of Meng Mingxuan with his deep black eyes.
Mingxuan has been looking at him.
Wherever he went, her eyes followed.
She seems...very insecure.
This reminded Yan Mojiu of the time when six-year-old Meng Mingxuan first came to the Yan family. She was also so cautious and uneasy.
In the middle of the night, I had a nightmare and hid in my bed crying, curled up in a ball, calling for dad, mom, sister...
It's really heartbreaking.
It took him three months to make her trust him and save his little tail.
Later, he spent several more years to allow her to truly integrate into the Yan family.
She became confident and bright, and was spoiled by him to the extreme.
In the Lincheng circle, everyone jokingly calls her the "Little Princess of Lincheng".
It was unbelievable that Yin Ting had easily defeated all his efforts over the years in just two years.
Yan Mojiu squeezed a bottle of orange juice, poured it into a glass, then turned around and returned to Meng Mingxuan.
"How about watching cartoons?"
He gently placed the orange juice in front of her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at the TV screen.
Meng Mingxuan shifted her gaze to the screen, and then she realized that when she pressed the button absentmindedly, she entered the cartoon channel - an educational preschool cartoon channel.
Her face turned red and she quickly controlled the remote control to choose a new movie.
I have...
What to watch...
Suddenly, Meng Mingxuan remembered that when they were watching horror movies before, Yan Mojiu said that she was both naive and playful. She was immediately inspired and chose a newly released suspense horror movie.
This way she can be next to Ninth Brother in a legitimate way!
"Mingxuan, are you sure you want to watch this?" Yan Mojiu frowned slightly when he saw the title of the new movie.
This new drama has received very good response and was invested and filmed by Nie 떚む.
Nie Dongyang made a fortune.
The plot is very brain-burning, but also very scary.
놊 is perfect for Mingxuan - she has been afraid of these things since she was a child.
Because...she witnessed her parents' tragic death in a car accident when she was young.
"Yeah!" Meng Mingxuan nodded vigorously. She wanted to see this.
Of course, she had no chance to stick with her brother.
"You scared?"
"You're scared!"
On the contrary, he is here.
If she was really scared, she would crawl into his arms.
Meng Mingxuan secretly made some plans in her mind.
Looking at the girl's frank and bright eyes, Yan Mojiu's expression suddenly turned cold.
It was Yin Ting who changed her.
I guess Yin Ting took her to see these many times.
Yan Mojiu said nothing more and sat down on the armrest of the sofa.
There is still one person's distance from Meng Mingxuan.
All along, it was Meng Mingxuan who took the initiative to close the distance.
If Meng Mingxuan takes the initiative, Yan Mojiu will stay away from her.
He was afraid that Meng Mingxuan would discover his embarrassing side.
Meng Mingxuan didn't understand Yan Mojiu's restraint at all.
She looked at the cold man and wondered how she had made him unhappy again.
I don’t care.
First coax him out of respect.
It's just... In her memory of her previous life, she and Yan Mojiu had been separated for several years, so she should be very hard to act coquettishly.
When Meng Mingxuan was thinking about how to make the man happy, the horror movie started playing, and it started with a big move - a bloody face suddenly appeared on the big screen.
"Ah!" Meng Mingxuan screamed and rushed towards Yan Mojiu without thinking.
When Yan Mojiu heard her scream, he immediately stretched out his arms.
She rushed over and fell into his arms.
Yan Mojiu looked down at the furry head in his arms and curled his thin lips slightly.
It turned out that she was still afraid.
"Is it over? Is it over?" Meng Mingxuan's heart was beating wildly, and her voice was trembling under control.
Yan Mojiu glanced at the film that was beginning to unfold its plot, and said, "No."
When Meng Mingxuan heard this, she snuggled even deeper into the man's arms.
"Let me know when you're done."
"Um."
Yan Mojiu responded indifferently and held the girl in his arms tighter.
The light scent of refreshing shower gel wafted out from Meng Mingxuan's slightly open collar.
Refreshing.
Intoxicating.
Yan Mojiu's pair of cold eyes as dark as ink did contain a hint of self-loathing.
Even though he knew that she loved someone else, he only burrowed into his arms because he was her family member...
But he was mean and wanted to possess her.
Stopping is the body.
And...heart.
If she knew that he had been thinking this way since she was a teenager, she would definitely feel disgusted.
Yan Mojiu curled his lips in self-mockery.
You've been lying for too long.
He was afraid of being discovered by the girl in his arms.
So, he gently placed his lower body on the top of Meng Mingxuan's head, rubbed it twice, and said in a low voice: "It's over."
However, Meng Mingxuan did not stand up.
She mumbled something softly and continued to nestle in Yan Mojiu's arms.
A hint of surprise flashed across Yan Mojiu's dark eyes.
Her condition is...
Fell asleep?
In his arms?
Yan Mojiu slightly let go of Meng Mingxuan, adjusted her position in his arms, and then looked down.
The girl nestled in his arms, her long and thick eyelashes quietly covering her eyelids.
Usually those bright and lively eyes were closed obediently.
The shallow and even breathing sound showed that she had really fallen asleep.
The only hand that was not injured was left, and in her sleep she was still tightly clutching the corner of his shirt.
As if she was afraid that he would leave.
The feeling of being trusted and needed by her softened Yan Mojiu's cold heart.
He picked up the remote control that had fallen on the sofa and turned off the TV.
Then, she quietly watched the little rose in her arms go from a light sleep to a deep sleep.
After a long time, he lowered his head slightly and placed a very light kiss on her fair forehead.
Meng Mingxuan didn't wake up yet.
The physical fatigue of the whole day, the psychological shock after the heavy weight, and the long-lost and familiar aura of Yan Mojiu that made her feel at ease made her extremely relaxed.
In her previous life, she had suffered from insomnia for a very long time.
Meng Mingxuan slept until midnight.
She wanted to turn over in her sleep, but failed, so she opened her sleepy eyes.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Yan Mojiu's overly handsome and stern face.
The feeling was like being in a dream, and her eyes were sore.
"Ninth Brother..."
She raised her fingers aggrievedly and touched the man's face.
"I already know I'm wrong, why are you still ignoring me?"
She sent him many messages to apologize.
He didn't reply to any of them.
He wanted her.
Yan Mojiu looked at Meng Mingxuan whose eyes were quickly turning red with a slightly complicated look. The grievance and peace in her eyes were so obvious that he couldn't ignore them.
What is she afraid of?
Or...what did she go through?
"Nineth Brother doesn't care about Mingxuan." Yan Mojiu raised his hand, gently clasped her soft fingers, and said in a low voice: "Nineth Brother will always care about Mingxuan."
Unless, he dies.
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