What should I do if I found my aunt's towel in Zhuma's schoolbag?

When Mo Miao walked past Mo Yao's room with half-dry hair after taking a shower, he hesitated for a while, then went over and knocked on the door lightly.

After waiting for a while and no one responded, Mo Miao sighed, and simply stretched out her hand to push the door open. The room was dim and dark, and she could barely see the raised figure on the bed by the moonlight outside the window.

Mo Miao walked in, sat on the edge of the bed and patted the person curled up under the blanket.

"Have you slept? If you haven't slept, you can chat with the third brother for a while."

The lump on the bed was still very quiet, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.

Mo Miao raised her hand and twirled the dripping bangs on her forehead, and said with a light smile, "Actually, I saw that compound fertilizer today, although it was a bit tall and rough, but he was not bad, he was polite, and more importantly, he knew how to be considerate." You, let me see, it is uncle who has been looking at him with colored glasses, so he has always been prejudiced against him."

"That's right! Third brother, you think so too, don't you!"

Before Mo Miao finished speaking, the big ball jumped out of the quilt like a little leopard. Both hands grabbed the clothes on Mo Miao's chest, probably because they were held in the quilt for too long. Because of it, the little face was flushed, and the two eyes that lined it were also clear and pleasant.

Resisting the urge to laugh, Mo Miao raised her hand and knocked him on the head: "Little heartless, if you don't mention that compound fertilizer, you don't plan to talk to your third brother, right? It's really a big brother who doesn't want to stay. Dabai hurts you."

Mo Yao tilted his neck back at his point, and then hugged his arm coquettishly: "Third brother, don't be angry, no matter what, you are always my favorite third brother, I lost my temper with you today It's my fault, can't I apologize to you?"

"Why, don't you call me the third child because of the compound fertilizer?"

"Stop barking!" Mo Yao immediately shook his head like a rattle, and then looked up at him cautiously: "But third brother, can you stop calling him compound fertilizer? His name seems a little controversial, otherwise you Let’s call him Dajia just like us, it’s easy to remember.”

Mo Miao glanced at him: "I'm his teacher now, and the other students in the class think that I'm too intimate. Let's call him Classmate Shan."

Mo Yao had no choice but to nod in agreement: "It's fine." In short, it doesn't matter if it's called compound fertilizer.

Mo Yao got close to him, and his pajamas were soaked by his wet hair after a while, he hurriedly turned on the light, ran out of bed to get a clean towel: "Why haven't you wiped your hair after all these years?" The concept of going to sleep after doing it, it’s easy to catch a cold and have a headache.”

Mo Miao lowered her head and let him rub her hair carelessly. The neck outside the pajamas was fair and slender. You could even see the light blue blood vessels under the skin. Mo Yao's eyes moved down and fell on him. He was already an adult but still looked a little thin, and couldn't help but put his chin on his neck and rubbed it lightly: "Third brother, how have you been these few years, I want to see your uncle several times Don't let me, tell me honestly, have you suffered a lot?"

Mo Miao raised her hand and pinched his little face: "Don't worry, I'm comfortable abroad alone. Besides, do you think my parents might make me suffer outside?"

Mo Yao thought for a while, then nodded lightly: "Dad is so domineering, it's impossible for his precious sons to suffer a little bit of grievance. On this point, I will reluctantly admit that he is a good father."

"Okay." Mo Miao patted his head amusedly, and took the towel off his head: "Hurry up and sleep, you have to go to class tomorrow,"

"Then you accompany me."

Mo Yao hugged his arm and dragged him to the bed: "We haven't slept together for many years, I want to sleep with you today."

Seeing his expectant and bright eyes, Mo Miao had no choice but to compromise: "Only today, you are already a man, and you can no longer act like a baby like before, do you know that?"

"I know, I know, come here quickly."

Mo Yao pulled him down impatiently, and the two of them lay intimately under the quilt, thinking that they were back when they were young, they had been kissing since they were young, and because little Mo Yao was afraid of the dark, he often stayed in front of everyone. When he fell asleep, he sneaked into Mo Miao's room and got into his bed, although they would not be able to escape their father's lesson the next day.

When Mo Yao sleeps, he likes to be close to people, with his feet bound, but not everyone is willing to cling to or be wrapped up. Mo Miao is one, and so is Shan Linjia.

The two lay side by side, occasionally talking in a low voice about the little secrets between the two brothers, wishing to fill up all the gaps that had been left over the years in one night.

At the beginning, Mo Yao just asked about Mo Miao's life and interesting things abroad, but later they talked about that man for some reason.

Feeling the breath of the people next to him, Mo Yao couldn't help asking him cautiously: "Brother, you decided to go to the United States to escape that scumbag, right? What happened to him?"

Mo Miao's breathing was a little short, and he opened his eyes wide in the dark, as if the name Mo Yao just mentioned had severely hurt the part of his heart that was the least touchable, he sighed, his voice full of bitterness.

"It's been so long, let him go."

"But third brother, you..."

"Okay Yaoyao."

In the darkness, a warm hand suddenly covered his eyes, Mo Yao's eyes were completely dark, he didn't say anything, and he spoke in a cold tone after a long time.

"When I was young, I always dreamed that if that scumbag came to you again next time, I would definitely let his family be ruined. I regret coming to this world. My good third brother, how can I let such a scumbag spoil me."

The hands on his eyes trembled slightly, and it took a long time before I heard a weak sigh rolled down the throat of the person next to me.

"Go to sleep."

When Mo Yao woke up the next day, he was the only one left on the bed. He sat up and went to the bathroom to wash in a daze.

Looking for the aroma, I went downstairs to have breakfast. Mo Miao was already sitting at the dining table waiting. Seeing him come down, she smiled and stretched out her hand to greet him: "Come here quickly, little slob."

Mo Yao pursed her lips: "I wake up on time, I'm not lazy at all."

Mo Miao just smiled, doting and loving behind the slightly shining lenses.

"Eat when you're ready, and don't be late for school."

The beautiful uncle came out of the kitchen carrying the milk, his expression was still as calm as usual, as if nothing happened yesterday.

Since he didn't mention Mo Yao, he wished he would forget about it, he stuffed a slice of bread into his mouth, and then looked at the time on the wall to grab the schoolbag on the sofa.

"I've finished eating, uncle third brother, I'm going to school."