After changing clothes and coming to the living room, Han Ningchu stuck close to Zhu Mo.
The atmosphere was a bit awkward.
"Do you want to stay one night before leaving?" Zhu Mo asked.
Han Xinghe refused tactfully: "No, brother-in-law. We have already booked a hotel and will be back after two days."
"Yes, I can't stay here any longer."
"It's really hard to get used to seeing older sisters nowadays. I get goose bumps if I stay with them for one more second." Han Xingyun whispered softly.
"Okay, if you need any help, you can contact me anytime." Zhu Mo said politely.
Suddenly I remembered that I forgot to listen to the voice message my senior schoolmate sent me because she came in suddenly.
Pulling out his phone, he asked doubtfully, "By the way, Senior."
"You seem to have sent me a voice message, but I haven't had time to listen to it yet."
Hearing this, Han Ningchu, who was sitting next to him, felt a pang in his heart.
His eyes widened and he waved his hands nervously: "Nothing, I...I just want to let you know that I'm back."
"Yeah?"
Seeing Han Ningchu suddenly excited, Zhu Mo looked suspicious: "This voice message is more than ten seconds long. It shouldn't be that long to say you're back."
"I'm a little curious. Let me listen."
As he said that, Zhu Mo was about to click on the voice message to listen to what Han Ningchu said.
Han Ningchu was so nervous that she was sweating, biting her sexy red lips and rushed to grab it immediately.
Even if the phone is broken, Zhu Mo cannot be released.
It was embarrassing enough for Zhu Mo to be alone, let alone having two younger brothers sitting here.
If he were released, wouldn't that be equivalent to a public execution, causing his immediate death?
He quickly stretched out his hand and accurately slapped the phone out of Zhu Mo's hand.
Zhu Mo was stunned and looked at Han Ningchu in confusion with his head tilted.
Han Ningchu laughed awkwardly and evaded the question by saying, "I accidentally touched it... I'll go pick up your phone for you."
I never thought that the fingers of that palm just now accidentally touched the voice.
Just as I stood up and bent over to pick up my phone, it made a loud playing sound.
A voice came from the phone: "Huh~ I bought a small windmill, ah... ah ba ah ba..."
Han Ningchu's hand stopped in mid-air, and her head was lowered, so it was impossible to see what expression she was showing at this moment.
The three men seemed to have been electrocuted, their minds in a semi-insane state.
Han Xinghe was stunned for a moment, and exhaled briefly and spasmodically: "This scene seems familiar..."
"Oh shit! Huh..." Han Xingyun took a deep breath, covered his mouth with both hands, and his eyes darted around in fear.
Zhu Mo finally understood why Han Ningchu had such a big reaction when he wanted to listen to the voice message.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Mo realized that what he should do now was to quickly tell the phone to "shut up."
But the next sentence shocked Zhu Mo so much that his hand stopped in mid-air, numb and unable to move.
"Brother Zhu Mo, I will always love you, kiss. Whatever sound you like, I can learn it..."
"Ah this..."
"Puchi...Puchi...Puchi..." Han Xingyun's mouth seemed to be holding back a fart and couldn't help making the noise.
His whole face turned red and he held his hands tightly over his mouth, fearing that the sound of his laughter would be too loud.
The voice ends at this moment.
Han Ningchu, with a gloomy face, quickly turned around and fled out of the door.
She now had only one thought, which was to escape from this city.
It would be best if we could leave this planet and go to an uninhabited planet.
While running, he forgot that his shoulder hit the door frame and continued running as fast as he could.
"Senior..."
"Sorry, I may have to go chase your sister first." Zhu Mo said with a wry smile to the two of them.
"Brother-in-law, please go find my sister quickly. It's late at night...the bad guys will be in danger of their lives if they meet my sister." Han Xinghe also responded with a wry smile.
After Han Ningchu left, Han Xingyun dared to laugh wildly: "Ahahaha... the sound of your clip gave me goose bumps."
"Brother-in-law, go ahead. We're leaving now. It's worth the trip. Little windmill~"
Han Xingyun laughed so hard that he was out of breath, imitating the sound of a clip. He lay on the sofa, holding his stomach and groaning in pain while laughing: "Ouch, my stomach hurts from laughing so hard."
"Haha...uh...that hurts."
Han Xingyun, feeling both pain and happiness, fell to the floor and began rolling around. Suddenly, his laughter stopped, and he felt a piercing pain in his abdomen, and beads of sweat instantly covered his forehead.
He reached out his hand to Han Xinghe: "Xinghe, it hurts so much. I seem to...can't make it anymore. Hurry up and call an ambulance for me!"
"Huh?" Han Xinghe looked confused.
Could it be that this silly second brother has gotten sick from laughing?
“Ouch, that hurts…Ahahaha…Call an ambulance quickly.”
Not long after, Han Xingyun was carried onto a stretcher and taken away groaning and laughing.
After going downstairs, Zhu Mo saw Han Ningchu sitting on a bench.
The street lamp next to her was broken and there was no light at all.
He walked over slowly, looked at the autistic Han Ningchu and said slowly: "Senior..."
When Han Ningchu heard Zhu Mo's voice, he quickly used his hands to push the hair from his ears down to cover his face.
As soon as he sat next to her, Han Ningchu moved to the other side.
Zhu Mo pressed directly against Han Ningchu, leaving her with nowhere to move.
Han Ningchu lowered his head and let out a light groan, then slowly fell his head on Zhu Mo's shoulder.
After a while, Han Ningchu said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Forget about today, just pretend nothing happened."
The senior sister who is usually very tough is now shy like a little woman. Her soft look is very heart-warming.
Zhu Mo put his hands around Han Ningchu's waist and held her in his arms: "Not only will I never forget it, I will remember this day for the rest of my life."
"You!" Han Ningchu hit Zhu Mo's chest with his little fist in dissatisfaction.
If this punch had hit someone else, it would have at least broken a few ribs.
"I will always love you too, Ning Chu." Zhu Mo said softly.
Han Ningchu looked up at Zhu Mo's deep and serious eyes, which seemed to contain a warm lake that could drown her.
It turned out that I had misunderstood Zhu Mo.
Han Ningchu, who has been frequently moved by Zhu Mo in the past few days, discovered that although this man seems cold on the outside, he has a heart that can make her feel warm.
"Okay." Han Ningchu opened her red lips slightly and uttered a word softly.
Zhu Mo gently pinched Han Ningchu's white chin and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips.
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