camouflage amnesia

-Emperor Capital, Apartment-

After entering the house, He Mu was still crying.

Mu Qingran was helplessly stared at by those deer-like wet eyes, and compromised, "I'll wash it for you."

He Mu smiled contentedly, but couldn't stop the tears.

Thinking of how much Mu Qingran had suffered in these years, his heart felt as if it was being pulled together, and it was very painful.

Walking into the master bedroom, Mu Qingran looked at He Mu unnaturally: "Then let me undress you first."

He Mu raised his arms and spread them out.

She was face to face with Mu Qingran, her eyes were firmly occupied by that pretty face.

With such a face, I don't know how many people want to covet it. If my sister is not good enough, maybe...

He Mu blinked, and the bean-sized pearl particles rolled out again.

Mu Qingran doesn't like crying children, but seeing He Mu like this makes her feel cute.

Her eyes are gentle, and so is her voice: "It's still the same as when I was a child, and I love to cry."

"You don't like me if you love to cry?" He Mu now somewhat has the intention of pampering his pet and committing murder.

Mu Qingran curled her lips, wiped away the tears on the child's face with her fingertips, and said frankly, "I like it."

In fact, it is not that difficult to speak your true heart.

If I thought it was nasty before, now I don’t find it so embarrassing to say it.

If it makes the child happy, she can say more.

He Mu: "Then continue to take off."

Mu Qingran: "..."

Mu Qingran held the shower head, like a diligent gardener, taking good care of her little flowers.

He Mu blinked, his thick eyelashes moved up and down, trembling slightly.

My sister is dressed tightly, and she is really giving her a bath!

"The clothes will get wet." He Mu hinted.

Mu Qingran walked out with a suddenly realized expression.

He Mu gleefully poured water on himself with the shower head, and turned on the faucet of the bathtub.

The large round bathtub can accommodate two people.

He Mu let out a "hehehe" laugh.

When Mu Qingran came in again, she was dumbfounded.

Mu Qingran was wearing a set of white cotton pajamas, which was buttoned up to the top button extremely conservatively.

"..."

Mu Qingran was unaware of He Mu's disappointment, and said, "This body is easy to wash."

After finishing speaking, he took the shower head in He Mu's hand again and continued to work.

He Mu suddenly lost his expression, his eyes were red, as if he could cry again at any time.

Mu Qingran rushed from He Mu's shoulder, the water flowed into the groove of the collarbone, and then slid down the chest.

The butterfly bone on the back was also washed by the water, and it was carved more and more delicately.

He Mu grabbed Mu Qingran's wrist, and frowned, "You're lying."

"Huh?" Mu Qingran looked innocent.

He Mu recognized the black-bellied nature of the bad sister, so he didn't pretend to be reserved, and directly hugged Mu Qingran's waist, soaking her clothes.

"You clearly know that's not what I meant when I said bathing!"

Mu Qingran raised her brows, as if it was clear, "You put water, you want to wash in the bathtub. When you were young, you also liked to wash in the bathtub—"

"Don't mention your childhood again!" He Mu covered Mu Qingran's mouth fiercely.

Mr. Xiao He, who was full of aura an hour ago, has turned into a little baby.

Mu Qingran grabbed He Mu's hand and kissed her palm.

Wet and soft.

He Mu froze for a moment, wanting to move his hands away and greet Mu Qingran with his lips.

In the next second, he was drenched in water from the head.

"Take a bath obediently." Mu Qingran's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"Mu Qingran!" He Mu couldn't open his eyes, feeling insecure, so he could only hold on to his sister's arm tightly and not let go.

Mu Qingran liked the feeling of being completely trusted by the child, and her brows and eyes were a little softer.

She didn't realize that when facing He Mu, she became more and more gentle and childish.

He Mu wiped off the water on his face, barely opened his eyes, his eyelashes were still covered with fine drops of water, like the transparent wings of a bee wet with dew, he tried to shake a few times, trying to shake off the drops of water.

Mu Qingran's throat moved up and down, she turned her face away, turned off the water in the bathtub, and reached out to check the water temperature.

"Go in." She said to He Mu.

It's kind of like a...command.

He Mu felt a little trembling, and actually felt that such a sister was more charming than ever.

He Mu obediently sat in the bathtub, half-lyed down, raised his head, and looked at the people outside without blinking.

The white pajamas were already drenched in water, and they were faintly visible, which was more imaginative than wearing nothing at all.

Mu Qingran squatted down, and the shower head in her hand sprayed warm water, which sprayed on He Mu's delicate and smooth skin, and flowed down into the bathtub.

He Mu closed his eyes, only darkness remained in the world.

She hated the feeling of being forced to close her eyes in the shower since she was a child.When I was young, I could only express my dislike, and I could only cry aloud.

Only Mu Qingran can restrain her.

But at this moment, eyes are closed, no longer have the fear of childhood, only feel the tactile sensation of fingers rubbing on the skin is infinitely magnified.

He Mu hummed softly, her lips soaked in water were bright red and full.

Mu Qingran rinsed He Mu meticulously, as if he had no distracting thoughts.

This sweet torture lasted for nearly a quarter of an hour, and He Mu suddenly grabbed Mu Qingran by the collar and dragged him into the bathtub.

15 minutes, not very long.For a person whose senses have been tense all the time, it seems like a century.

The longer it is suppressed, the more intense it will be when it erupts.

The bathroom, which allows the sound to produce a natural reverberation.

The percussion music composed by two people is beautiful and melodious.

……

However, even with the beauty in his arms, He Mu still couldn't completely stop crying.

Today, she was still present, those two women dared to force Mu Qingran, in case something went wrong.

Or if they were more insidious and made Mu Qingran lose consciousness, what would happen?

Or maybe two strong men...

She couldn't even think about it.

Mu Qingran saw He Mu working hard while pear blossoms brought rain, and he felt a strange feeling.

I really want to bully this little crying bag.

From the bathroom to the bed, the positions of the two completely changed.

Mu Qingran gently held her wrist, kissed away He Mu's tears, touched her lips and left.

Then, she kissed softly on her eyebrows, eyelids, and nose, and after repeating it many times, said in a soft voice, "Let me go today, huh?"

She has already figured out the child's temper, which is typical of being soft but not hard.

He Mu was aroused by the soft ending sound, and he looked away arrogantly and nodded.

If he had the ability to predict the future, He Mu would definitely not agree like this.

Some people look like sisters on the surface, but they are actually beasts.

He Mu originally shed tears because Mu Qingran was wronged, but later, he cried hoarsely because of other reasons.

……

After the end, neither of them fell asleep immediately.

When He Mu opened his mouth, he was old and broken.

"You are disrespectful to the old man!"

"I'll be more restrained next time." Mu Qingran couldn't help kissing the back of He Mu's neck after saying this.

He Mu was an accident in the trajectory of her life.If you don't pay attention, you will fall completely, and you don't know what "restraint" is.

"There will be no next time!" As soon as He Mu spoke, his throat was burning with pain.

Mu Qingran leaned against He Mu's back, stroked her face, and said softly, "It's because you kept crying that I couldn't help it."

He Mu was ashamed and annoyed, "Are you a pervert?"

Mu Qingran coughed a few times with guilt, "Turn around and let me see."

He Mu said hoarsely, "I don't want to talk to you."

"Please, okay?" Mu Qingran no longer felt that "please" was a difficult word, but thought it was a kind of fun.

"I'm Gong." He Mu said this out of nowhere.

"Yes." Mu Qingran answered readily.

He Mu then turned around.

The small lamp by the bed was on, reflecting that pretty face, so pitiful.

Mu Qingran looked at the child's swollen eyes distressedly, with soft brows: "It's really made of water."

He Mu puffed up his cheeks, "Are you making fun of me for crying?"

Mu Qingran smiled slightly: "The eyes are swollen into small walnuts."

"You avoid my question!" He Mu refused to let go.

Mu Qingran put He Mu's head in his arms, resting his chin on the top of the fluffy head, and said softly, "It's very cute."

Today's sister is so gentle that it makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

He Mu's head came out of Mu Qingran's arms, and his arms wrapped around Mu Qingran's neck, hugging him with a domineering posture.

"It should be like this." Very good, full of aggressiveness.

Mu Qingran raised her eyebrows: "Are you less and less afraid of me?"

He Mu said stiffly, "I've never been afraid of you."

In fact, I was still a little embarrassed.

Mu Qingran smiled crookedly, stroked He Mu's ears lightly, and murmured, "It's fine as it is now."

Perhaps, their meeting was not at the right time, at the right place, or even in every way, it was very inappropriate.

But the little princess who loved to cry and willful in the past has been changing for her.

After the reunion, every time I cried, it was because of her.

What can't she change?

The child insisted on jumping into her arms like a moth to a flame.

And she can not be a fire that hurts children.

He Mu kissed the corner of Mu Qingran's lips, rubbing the tip of her nose against hers, "Sister is so gentle today, I like it."

As soon as he opened his mouth, there was another extremely grainy voice.

Listening to this voice, Mu Qingran was not completely free from guilt.

She decided to get up in the morning to find out how to make pear soup.

He Mu, who just said harsh words and ignored others, but in a flash, he forgot what he had said.

She used her index finger to pick Mu Qingran's collarbone, "You can only be so gentle to me." The more fierce you are to others, the better.

Mu Qingran touched He Mu's eyes with her lips, put it in her ear and said, "I obey, little princess."

He Mu's mouth immediately turned up like a split eggplant.

——If you can get this kind of treatment by being bullied by your sister once, it seems good.

——No, I'm attacking!

——Gong should pamper her sister and make her happy.

——No, there is a more exciting way to make my sister happy, the kind that can't get out of bed!

The two villains in He Mu's heart began to fight.

Slapped and slapped, eyelids became heavier and heavier, and fell asleep with a smile.

The next day.

Mu Qingran got up early to work in the kitchen.

As long as you know the principle, making pear soup is not difficult.

She cheered herself up in her heart.

He Mu turned over, habitually touched the place next to him, and found nothing.

Opening his eyes misty, besides his throat, his waist also hurts extremely.

He Mu looked at the ceiling, feeling like a pile of disassembled parts, his bones were all scattered, and he had no strength at all.

She was going to find her grandpa today, but she didn't want to move at all right now, all because of her beauty!

He Mu knew very well that those people dared to bully Mu Qingran because they believed that Mu Qingran had no backing.

She wanted them to know how wrong she was.

The author has something to say: Today’s update is so early, everyone, happy Lantern Festival~

感谢在2021-02-2422:13:50~2021-02-2614:56:43期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Ha 1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 5 for Kora; 1 for Pipi and Weizhou;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of my sister's girlfriend, YI, Qiangeyin, and beef mushroom sauce; the rats in the movie theater, and the cp I knocked out gave me 5 bottles of HE, Ying, and Weizhou; 452298113 bottles; 1751 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!