Yan Mojiu felt a lot of pain.
Although I relieved myself once in the bathroom, it was like a drop of rain in the desert.
It doesn't quench my thirst at all.
The closer he was to Meng Mingxuan, the more obvious the pain became.
Tonight, the beautiful Little Rose slept in his bed.
He was already completely sleepless, and his body was sending out signals like a beast clamoring to be released from its cage.
But...she still asked him to come over and coax her to sleep like she did before.
Did she think that he was the legendary saint who could remain calm even when a woman's lap was in his arms?
Yan Mojiu curled his lips in self-mockery.
No, she just didn't understand.
Although Yin Ting won her heart, he absolutely dared not touch her before marriage.
Yin Ting was like a rat in a stinking ditch, only daring to use her to hurt him but not daring to confront him head-on.
Besides, he raised her.
He knew her character best.
She would definitely not have anything with Yin Ting before marriage.
She had been protected too well by him since she was a child, and the character of her friends was strictly investigated by him, and they were as pure as a blank sheet of paper.
so……
She doesn't understand men's physiological characteristics.
"Brother Jiu, I... was just kidding. Sorry, I, I'll go to sleep right away." Meng Mingxuan didn't get a response from Yan Mojiu for a long time. She thought he was annoyed, so she apologized carefully.
She just felt insecure.
But this has nothing to do with my brother.
It was because she had been obsessed with love all her life and had been fooled by Yin Ting that she was transformed from a princess into a prisoner.
It doesn't matter if she's uneasy. She will eventually overcome this mentality.
It's impossible for her brother to be with her 24 hours a day.
Yan Mojiu moved his slender fingers slightly downwards and pinched the restless thing hard, letting the pain replace the unspeakable desire.
Then he got up from the sofa.
"How do you want your brother to coax you?"
Yan Mojiu sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the girl's worried face under the dim light of the night lamp.
Meng Mingxuan looked at the handsome male face that seemed unlike his real life, and the uneasiness in her heart seemed to be slowly soothed by a pair of gentle hands.
"Tell a story."
She wanted to fall asleep to the sound of his voice.
When she first arrived at Yan's house, he would tell her many fairy tales.
However, when she grew up, she found out that he had changed the endings of the fairy tales he told her.
He took great pains to teach her how to distinguish between fairy tales and reality.
But she was still deceived by Yin Ting.
She really felt sorry for his efforts.
A trace of pain from being hurt appeared in Meng Mingxuan's eyes.
Accompanied by a faint sense of self-blame.
Yan Mojiu saw clearly that her no longer innocent eyes were filled with murderous intent towards Yin Ting!
The rose he had carefully cultivated showed signs of withering because of Yin Ting.
But, it doesn't matter.
As long as she still trusts him, he will raise her back to her original state.
Yan Mojiu reached out and pulled her quilt down to cover her delicate collarbone that was exposed.
"good."
Meng Mingxuan stared at him for a while and was secretly happy.
very nice.
As long as she looks back, Brother Nine will continue to pamper her regardless of the past.
"Once upon a time, there was a butterfly in the mountain stream. She had beautiful colorful wings and was carefree..."
Yan Mojiu tells the story of a butterfly in a mountain stream who wants to fly out of the stream to see the wonderful world outside.
Meng Mingxuan closed her eyes and listened to his low, magnetic voice, and soon fell asleep.
In her dream, she became the little butterfly in the mountain stream.
She flew out of the mountain stream.
The world outside is indeed different from that in the mountain stream.
But she soon ran into the bad guys.
The bad guy caught her in a beautiful net and locked her up in a container.
She was almost stuffed.
Fortunately, Brother 께 from the mountain stream rushed over, defeated the bad guys, and rescued her from the container.
Took her back to the beautiful mountain stream.
"elder brother……"
Meng Mingxuan raised the corners of her lips beautifully, and her hand unconsciously stretched out from under the quilt.
She accurately found the man's big hand and held it.
Yan Mojiu continued to tell the story slowly with his thin lips, but his eyes were on the slender hand in his palm.
Her hands are nice.
It seemed as if he would be crushed miserably if he exerted the slightest force.
Yan Mojiu moved slightly, and his long fingers slipped into the girl's slender fingers.
Fingers clasped together.
The temperature of the palms fits together, if it were in any other scene... it would be so ambiguous that it would be touchable.
Meng Mingxuan did not wake up. She was so well-behaved that she seemed to obey no matter what the man did to her.
Yan Mojiu looked at the girl's soft sleeping face and gently stroked her with his palm.
He let the images in his mind become chaotic, and the voice that escaped from his thin lips became increasingly hoarse.
After Meng Mingxuan's breathing became completely stable, Yan Mojiu couldn't help but lower his head and gently kissed the corner of her lips.
"baby……"
…
Meng Mingxuan had a good sleep all night.
She hadn't had such a sound sleep for a long time.
But the first thing she saw when she woke up was the man dozing off beside her bed with his chin in his hand.
Her eyes suddenly widened!
Brother Nine...has been sitting like this all the time?
No, in the past, after he coaxed her to sleep, he would cover her with a blanket and leave.
Why last night...
Meng Mingxuan suddenly felt her right hand a little stiff, as if it had been in the same posture for a long time, which was why it was uncomfortable.
She moved her right hand and the man immediately opened his eyes.
"Awake?" Yan Mojiu raised his left hand and checked the time on his watch. "It's nine o'clock. What do you want for breakfast? I'll ask the servant to prepare it."
"I'm sorry, Brother Jiu, I didn't know I would hold your hand when I fell asleep..."
Meng Mingxuan now knew why her right hand felt uncomfortable and stiff.
Because her right hand reached out of the quilt and grabbed her ninth brother's hand!
No wonder, after he coaxed her to sleep, she just sat there with her chin in her hands and dozed off.
How could he get away when she held him so tightly?
Meng Mingxuan felt so ashamed.
She quickly pulled her hand back.
Yan Mojiu's palms felt empty, and he felt a little bad.
She's cuter when she's asleep.
He stood up and straightened his shirt a little.
"I'll go downstairs first, you go back to your room and wash up."
Yan Mojiu's sudden coldness made Meng Mingxuan anxious.
She sat up and grabbed Yan Mojiu's sleeve, "Brother Jiu!"
The quilt suddenly slid down to my waist.
Yan Mojiu was standing and she was sitting.
The man looked down from a high position and could easily see the ravines and the whiteness.
Yan Mojiu froze and looked away with difficulty.
"explain."
He regretted not changing her into a nightgown with a high neckline last night.
But her wrist was injured, and it was impossible for him to bathe her or change her clothes.
Let the maid do it?
no.
Even if a woman touched her body, he still couldn't accept it.
Meng Mingxuan moved her red lips, but swallowed the words she wanted to apologize.
Because she suddenly remembered that Brother Nine never liked her to say words like "thank you" or "sorry".
Forget it, she will compensate Brother Nine in other ways.
"I want to eat the poached eggs made by Brother Jiu."
Meng Mingxuan decided to skip the matter of making Yan Mojiu sit by her bed for half the night and directly answered the question he asked about breakfast earlier.
Haven't eaten it for a long time.
Want to eat.
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