Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

Kuang Mu held Ji Xiaohuan's cheek and kissed it non-stop.

Ji Xiaohuan also hugged Kuang Mu with both hands.

This was Ji Xiaohuan's first visit to Kuang Mu's house, he didn't even bother to find out which bedroom was in Kuang Mu's house, he just pressed his younger brother on the sofa.

Kuang Mu's voice was hoarse from crying, and he whispered in Ji Xiaohuan's ear.

"Brother, shall we be together..."

After saying this, Kuang Mu's face turned red, and he buried his face in Ji Xiaohuan's arms in shame, only showing the tip of a red ear.

He still blushes like he did when he was a child, and he usually looks sober and indifferent, and doesn't care about anything.

But as long as Ji Xiaohuan has not provoked him when it comes to this matter, he will be ashamed.

Ji Xiaohuan smiled, and raised his hand to touch his younger brother's cheek.

He felt that his brother's face was hot, like a small stove.

Kuang Mu raised his head and looked at Ji Xiaohuan, his eyes were still red after crying, and his face was too shy, but he still hugged Ji Xiaohuan's neck with his wrist limply, and asked, "Are you okay? elder brother."

Ji Xiaohuan felt his younger brother's hand caressing his back dishonestly.

Ji Xiaohuan hooked Kuang Mu's chin with his fingers, just about to speak.

Suddenly the smile on his face stopped, and the strength on his fingers froze for a moment.

He slowly withdrew his hands, put his hands on Kuang Mu's ears, and looked down at Kuang Mu with those dark eyes.

Kuang Mu felt that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

He looked up at Ji Xiaohuan, there was still mist in those big red eyes, like a ignorant deer, looking full of innocence.

Ji Xiaohuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he put his hand on Kuang Mu's cheek and said, "Yue'er, you just finished crying, and your body hasn't recovered yet, next time."

When Kuang Mu heard Ji Xiaohuan say this, his whole body drooped his eyes in grievance.

It's like this again...

Every time he thinks about it, Ji Xiaohuan will reject him because of his body.

"But I... I'm not uncomfortable..." Kuang Mu said hesitantly.

As soon as he uttered these words, he felt extremely guilty, and just as he raised his eyes to meet Ji Xiaohuan's sharp eyes, he immediately lowered them.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at him with heavy eyes, as if he could see through all his disguises.

Kuang Mu was indeed a little uncomfortable. He cried too much just now, his heart was stuffy from crying, and his stomach was cramping, like a precursor to stomach problems.

If he hadn't eaten much today, he would have cried out just now.

But these are not as good as he wants to be with Ji Xiaohuan, so Kuang Mu softly raised his eyes, grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's sleeve and said: "But brother...we haven't been together for a long, long time. We've been together for seven years...I think..."

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his head and kissed Kuang Mu's eyes.

His kiss was very light and soft, making Kuang Mu's eyes itch and his heart itch.

Kuang Mu grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's clothes, wanting to say something else.

Then Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand to touch Kuang Mu's eyes and said again: "Yue'er is obedient, next time."

It was only then that Kuang Mu let go of his quarrel with Ji Xiaohuan.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at Ji Xiaohuan aggrievedly.

Ji Xiaohuan helped his younger brother up, looked at Kuang Mu's little lost face, smiled, and coaxed him to say again: "Next time, be good, Yue'er."

Kuang Mu was really holding back, he puffed his mouth, lowered his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to his brother.

He thought his brother was really bad.

really bad.

But in the next second, Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and rubbed Kuang Mu's stomach, saying, "Does it hurt here?"

Ji Xiaohuan's hand was big and warm, just covering Kuang Mu's distended stomach.

Kuang Mu suddenly lost his temper.

He leaned sideways on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, twirled his fingers around his brother's clothes, nodded in response to Ji Xiaohuan's words.

Ji Xiaohuan grabbed Kuang Mu's shoulders, hugged him in his arms, and massaged Kuang Mu's sore spots.

Kuang Mu is still struggling with what Ji Xiaohuan just said about the next time.

He asked Ji Xiaohuan in a muffled voice: "Brother, when is the next time..."

Ji Xiaohuan paused his hands, smiled and said, "Next time, I will prepare things in advance when you recover."

Kuang Mu thought for a while before realizing that there was indeed nothing at home.

It was the first time he and his brother had in seven years, and he didn't want to use such a mess again.

So his mouth bulged and said, "Then don't forget..."

Ji Xiaohuan said, "Okay."

Ji Xiaohuan rubbed Kuang Mu twice again, seeing Kuang Mu leaning on his shoulder, he was really uncomfortable, Ji Xiaohuan put his hand into Kuang Mu's leg, and hugged his younger brother Into the bedroom.

Kuang Mu was still holding onto Ji Xiaohuan's clothes when he was lying on the bed, looking at Ji Xiaohuan with teary eyes.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and rubbed Kuang Mu's head, coaxing him and said, "I'll go find medicine for you, and I'll be right back, good boy, Yue'er."

Only then did Kuang Mu let go of Ji Xiaohuan's hand.

Ji Xiaohuan walked out of the room, and the smile on his face suddenly sank.

He walked into the kitchen to boil hot water for Kuang Mu. While waiting for the hot water to boil, Ji Xiaohuan turned his back, leaned against the desk behind him, lowered his head and rubbed between his eyebrows.

He and Kuang Mu were so excited just now, they almost went to the next step, so that he forgot the scar on his back.

The scar was so shocking that it stretched all the way to his heart.

Lin Guiye scratched his neck with his nails before, and Kuang Mu took him to apply medicine, questioned him, and finally cried a lot.

Now on his back is a real scar that was chopped off by a knife and almost killed him.

Kuang Mu was drunk last time, and he cried to death seeing that scar.

Ji Xiaohuan couldn't imagine what it would be like if Kuang Mu looked at the scar on his back in this situation and Kuang Mu cried.

At that time, Kuang Mu wouldn't be in the mood for fear of doing something bad...

Kuang Mu only cried once today, and he is not in good health. If he were to cry again, he might be seriously ill.

Ji Xiaohuan is reluctant.

But Kuang Mu will know about this sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiaohuan let out a deep sigh as he supported the table behind him with both hands.

He has never been stumped by any problem in his life.

In study, there is almost no problem that he can't solve, and in work, there is no problem that he can't overcome.

Even the piece of jade that he wanted Yan Minhui back then, he could design a whole set of plans in just one month.

But now Ji Xiaohuan is like a stupid student stumped by a very simple math problem.

He didn't know how to solve this problem.

Once he thinks that Kuang Mu will be very sad when he sees the scar on his back, he will feel worried no matter what he thinks.

When he was chopped down, he watched the bleeding from his body, he was very calm, and he didn't have the slightest thought of being desperate.

And now facing his brother's tears, he really felt that he was cornered.

Thinking of this, the kettle behind him turned on and made a gurgling sound.

Ji Xiaohuan immediately came back to his senses, turned around and poured the boiling water from the kettle into the thermos bottle.

Ji Xiaohuan took the medicine and walked into the room with water.

As soon as the door opened, Ji Xiaohuan saw his younger brother stuck his head out of the bed and looked at him.

Ji Xiaohuan put the water glass on the bed, before he could put his hand down, Kuang Mu stuck out his little claws and grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's hand.

Kuang Mu's little hands were soft and a bit cold, when they were held in Ji Xiaohuan's hands, they were like a ball of frozen glutinous rice cakes.

"elder brother........"

"what happened?"

Ji Xiaohuan pinched his younger brother's hand with his backhand, and rubbed it in his palm.

Kuang Mu felt the temperature in Ji Xiaohuan's palm, and the tips of his ears were red.

Looking at his brother's face, he suddenly felt that he couldn't get enough of it.

He never stopped liking his brother, and now his feelings have been repressed for seven years.

Before he saw Ji Xiaohuan right in front of his eyes, but he didn't dare to love, didn't dare to approach.

He was afraid of repeating the same mistakes, he was afraid that his brother had never had any sincerity towards him at all, he was afraid that after he paid again, he would fall into a catastrophe again.

But now he knows that his brother treats him very well, not only is he willing to give everything for his brother, but his brother is also willing to give everything for him.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his brother's beautiful big eyes, raised his hand to touch Kuang Mu's face, helped Kuang Mu up,

He picked up the water and medicine from the bedside table and fed them to Kuang Mu's mouth.

After Kuang Mu finished taking the medicine, the corners of his mouth were still stained with water, and his fingers were tightly hooked on Ji Xiaohuan's index finger.

Ji Xiaohuan was holding water in his hand, and wanted to go out to pour another glass of water, but seeing his brother's unwillingness to let go, he smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Brother, can you sleep here..."

Kuang Mu raised his hand, lightly patted the place inside his body, and said softly to Ji Xiaohuan.

Ji Xiaohuan put the water glass back on the bedside table, and looked at Kuang Mu with a pair of eyes with a smile.

Kuang Mu's face was getting redder and hotter under his brother's smiling gaze.

He felt his brother laughing at him again...

Laugh at him crying and clingy.

"Brother..." Kuang Mu bit his lip and said, "My stomach hurts..."

Ji Xiaohuan stopped smiling after hearing this, he frowned, raised his hand into the quilt, and touched Kuang Mu's abdomen.

Kuang Mu's stomach was flat and soft, but a little cold, and the part of his stomach was hard and swollen, like an ice cube, and he jumped from time to time.

And every time there was a jump, Kuang Mu's face turned paler.

Ji Xiaohuan could feel that Kuang Mu's stomach cramps started again, he warmed Kuang Mu's stomach with his palm, and said, "Does it hurt badly?"

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip, nodded, hooked Ji Xiaohuan's clothes with his fingers, and continued to say to Ji Xiaohuan: "Brother, I'm a little cold..."

Kuang Mu pursed his mouth after he finished speaking, and hooked Ji Xiaohuan's clothes with his fingers, his cheeks were as red as before.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his younger brother's pale face, lifted the quilt, and helped his younger brother lie back on the bed.

Kuang Mu lay on the bed, and consciously moved inward to make room for his brother.

As soon as Ji Xiaohuan lay down on the bed, Kuang Mu hugged him and pressed his body against Ji Xiaohuan's body, like a koala, hugging his big tree tightly.

Summer clothes are thin, Ji Xiaohuan just changed Kuang Mu into thin summer pajamas.

Now he could feel Kuang Mu's whole body sticking to his body.

Ji Xiaohuan put his hand into Kuang Mu's clothes and rubbed Kuang Mu's stomach.

Kuang Mu squeezed towards Ji Xiaohuan's side, wanting his brother to hug him tightly.

"elder brother......"

"kindness."

"Are you suffering in prison..."

Kuang Mu wanted to ask this question for a long time.

For a long time, he wanted to ask, but dared not.

Now that Ji Xiaohuan was lying beside him, he mustered up the courage to speak.

Ji Xiaohuan paused for a moment while stroking the hand on Kuang Mu's back.

He looked down at his younger brother's nervous little face, and said, "It's not bitter."

Then Ji Xiaohuan saw his younger brother drooping his eyes, and let out a sigh of relief with his little mouth slightly opened.

Ever since Kuang Mu knew that his brother was in prison because of him, his guilt and distress had almost crushed him to death.

Now if he hears that Ji Xiaohuan's life is not good, he is afraid that it will be bad too.

It's just that in the prison, how can it be regarded as a good life, and how can it be regarded as a bad life...

Kuang Mu thought about it, and wanted to ask another question.

But Ji Xiaohuan teased him with a smile at this moment: "Teacher Xiao Kuang, what's wrong?"

When Kuang Mu heard his brother call him that, his face turned red.

He felt that it was too bad that Ji Xiaohuan had been his student.

Now he was lying in his brother's arms, without any clothes on his body. Hearing his brother call him that, he was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head.

However, his body was still numb after being rubbed by his brother, and his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a sound at all.

"Teacher Kuang?"

Ji Xiaohuan lowered his voice and called out again, teasing him again.

Kuang Mu buried his head in Ji Xiaohuan's arms, like a little ostrich, his trembling hands protruded from the sides of his upper body, and his delicate fingertips covered his brother's mouth, not letting him speak any more.

Ji Xiaohuan looked at his brother like this, how cute he looked.

Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand to hold Kuang Mu's wrist, put his soft fingers on his mouth and kissed him.

Ji Xiaohuan's pain was very light and itchy, like a bunch of feathers slid across Kuang Mu's fingertips, and then directly poked his heart.

Kuang Mu's heart trembled violently, his fingers seemed to be scalded, which made him feel hot all over.

Kuang Mu immediately withdrew his hand, hugged Ji Xiaohuan's waist with both hands, and squeezed himself tightly into Ji Xiaohuan's arms.

He hugged Ji Xiaohuan very tightly, his slightly cold hands and feet were attached to his brother's body to keep warm, his feet were sandwiched between Ji Xiaohuan's legs, and his arms were wrapped around Ji Xiaohuan's back, letting his brother warm him up, Like a brown candy, he glued himself to Ji Xiaohuan's body without saying a word.

But he has stopped talking, but his brother is still calling him that title.

"Teacher Kuang, do your students know how clingy you are?"

Ji Xiaohuan's voice was deep and low, his lips were right next to Kuang Mu's ear, gently scratching Kuang Mu's ear.

Hearing Ji Xiaohuan's words, Kuang Mu felt that the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head, his face was about to be burned, and he buried his face even deeper.

Now he can see clearly that his brother did it on purpose.

Knowing that he can't hear this title under such circumstances, she deliberately shamed him...

"Teacher Kuang, you."

Before Ji Xiaohuan finished speaking, Kuang Mu raised his hand and hit his brother on the back.

The strength in Kuang Mu's hand was soft, and his head was buried in his brother's arms, and the exposed neck was very red.

"Stop screaming..." he said in a muffled voice.

Ji Xiaohuan chuckled, wrapped his hands around his younger brother's waist, and hugged him tightly into his arms.

Because Ji Haojun knew the truth of the matter, Kuang Mu cried so much that day that he was not very comfortable all day.

So he and Ji Xiaohuan rested in Mingcheng for another two days.

When Kuang Mu's health improved slightly, Ji Xiaohuan booked two high-speed rail tickets and brought Kuang Mu back to Fu City.

In fact, if Ji Xiaohuan went back alone, he would prefer to fly.

Because of the fast speed of the plane, it only takes less than an hour to fly to Fucheng.

But it takes more than three hours by train.

But Kuang Mu suffered from air-sickness very badly. If he was lucky, he could barely bear it if he encountered a turbulent wind.

So Ji Xiaohuan let his younger brother buy a train ticket.

The environment of the train station is not as clean as that of the airport. Recently, it should be rushing to the summer vacation. Many students and children are running back and forth in the train station.

Kuang Mu's body is better. It may be that he had a severe stomach problem two days ago. Although his stomach pain is gone today, when he walks, he always feels a pain in his stomach.

But he really wanted to go back to Fucheng as soon as possible, because he was worried that the two cats, Xiaoxingxing and Xiaobai, would be at home for so long.

So he didn't dare to tell Ji Xiaohuan about this matter.

The two were walking in the train station, Ji Xiaohuan was holding luggage in one hand and Kuang Mu in the other.

He saw a convenience store ahead and stopped, wanting to buy a cup of hot milk for Kuang Mu.

At this time, a little boy suddenly rushed out from the canteen in front, holding a box of snacks in his hand, turned his head frequently, chased and ran with the boy behind him, and crashed straight into Kuang Mu's arms.

That boy should be seven or eight years old, and his height just reached Kuang Mu's waist.

He bumped hard, the boy fell to the ground, and Kuang Mu also staggered two steps back. At that time, his face was so painful that he covered his belly and his face turned white.

Ji Xiaohuan's face darkened immediately, and he let go of the hand that was pushing the luggage, wrapped his arms around his younger brother's waist, and hugged Kuang Mu into his arms.

At this time the boy was also crying, and was rolling on the ground, causing his mother to run over immediately and help the little boy up.

Her child fell down, and the woman was annoyed, she just raised her head to reason, but she gave Ji Xiaohuan a cold look.

The woman immediately fell silent, and she looked at the man who was bumped into. His face was even paler than that of her own son. She was afraid of getting into trouble, so she immediately took her son away.

Kuang Mu had severe cramps in his stomach, as if he had a stomach cramp. The pain was so severe that he bent over and covered his stomach, he couldn't breathe.

Seeing Kuang Mu like this, Ji Xiaohuan immediately hugged Kuang Mu without hitting him.

This scene caused people at the train station to look back frequently.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't care about other people's glances at all, and strode to the soft seat at the train station, and let his brother down.

"Yue'er, what's wrong?" Ji Xiaohuan squatted in front of Kuang Mu, asking anxiously.

Kuang Mu bit him, pale and shook his head.

"Stomach pain?" Ji Xiaohuan raised his hand and rubbed Kuang Mu's cheek.

Kuang Mu nodded.

"Did it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

At this time, Kuang Mu felt that the cramp-like colic just now eased a little, he shook his head at Ji Xiaohuan, and said softly: "Brother, I'm much better now..."

Only then did Ji Xiaohuan take a breath, sat down beside Kuang Mu, touched his younger brother's abdomen with his hand, and held it gently.

"How did you do it?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

Kuang Mu felt a little guilty and said, "I feel a little pain when I wake up in the morning, like a cramp."

Ji Xiaohuan almost immediately judged that Kuang Mu had intestinal spasms, which should be caused by the stomach trouble of the previous two days.

Ji Xiaohuan frowned, and said, "How about going back another day?"

But Kuang Mu grabbed Ji Xiaohuan's clothes and refused, he said: "Brother, no, if you don't go back, Xiaobai and Xiaoxingxing will starve..."

"Ask someone else to feed them."

Kuang Mu was silent for a while, then shook his head again, leaning his head on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder and whispered, "I'm worried..."

Ever since Ji Xiaohuan went to prison that year, Kuang Mu took Xiao Xingxing and Xiao Bai by his side.

He hadn't been away from them for that long.

Now that they have been away suddenly for a few days, Kuang Mu is also worried that the two of them are not doing well at home, whether they are hungry or thirsty.

Although Kuang Mu had already added plenty of water and food before leaving.

But Mu was still worried.

Hearing what Kuang Mu said, Ji Xiaohuan didn't refute anymore, but tightened his grip on Kuang Mu's waist.

Ji Xiaohuan's heart is not as soft and delicate as Kuang Mu's.

In his heart, his younger brother's body is the most important thing. As for the two tiger-like cubs in the family, Ji Xiaohuan knows that they are very strong and will never starve himself.

Several times at home, Ji Xiaohuan watched the two of them jump into the cat food bag to eat cat food.

Especially Xiaobai, let alone cat food, even the place where cat snacks are kept at home, he can clearly feel it.

When Ji Xiaohuan raised it before, it could chew up all the bags that contained snacks and food.

Perhaps Kuang Mu's temperament is softer than Ji Xiaohuan's, and Xiaobai has always been a master who is strong when he is strong, and weak when he is weak.

So even Xiaobai couldn't bear to bully his younger brother, several times Ji Xiaohuan found that Xiaobai was very obedient when Kuang Mu was at home.

If Kuang Mu is unhappy, a tsundere cat like Xiao Bai can run over to rub his brother's hand and his leg.

Even a cat is coaxing him.

When Kuang Mu is not at home and only Ji Xiaohuan is watching it, Xiaobai will fish out anything for you.

But now Ji Xiaohuan looked at Kuang Mu who was soft in his arms, and didn't say anything.

Kuang Mu rested in Ji Xiaohuan's arms for 10 minutes, feeling better.

At this time, the high-speed train was coming to the station, Ji Xiaohuan asked Kuang Mu's physical condition again, and after confirming that Kuang Mu was really fine, he supported Kuang Mu's shoulder and walked towards the ticket gate.

The two of them booked a first-class seat.

The first-class seat on the high-speed rail is much more spacious than the ordinary train Kuang Mu took when he came here.

He and Ji Xiaohuan sat next to each other.

Ji Xiaohuan first let Kuang Mu sit inside, and then he sat outside.

The air conditioner on the high-speed train was a bit cold, Ji Xiaohuan took out a small white blanket from his bag, and covered Kuang Mu's body.

Kuang Mu just leaned on the seat, watching his brother tuck the corners of the blanket for him.

The blanket covered Kuang Mu's neck all the way, revealing his white and tender little face, looking round and round at Ji Xiaohuan, looking extraordinarily obedient.

Kuang Mu looked down at the blanket, and suddenly felt that the blanket looked familiar.

He looked up at Ji Xiaohuan, and asked, "Brother, this blanket is...."

"From my house."

Kuang Mu lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

This blanket was bought by Ji Xiaohuan when he lived in Ji Xiaohuan's house when he was 17 years old.

Because the quality of the blanket is good, even after seven years, it is as white and soft as before. If you don't carefully identify it, it will be the same as the new one.

It's just that there is an oil stain on the corner of the blanket, which was left by Kuang Mu accidentally...

Kuang Mu suddenly began to feel acid in his heart.

As soon as Ji Xiaohuan sat down, Kuang Mu leaned on Ji Xiaohuan's body.

Obviously the two of them have great positions, but Kuang Mu insisted on squeezing together with Ji Xiaohuan.

The armrest in the middle hit Kuang Mu's waist again, making him very uncomfortable.

Ji Xiaohuan turned his head to look at his younger brother, fell silent for a moment, pulled up the armrest between the two seats, and then wrapped his arms around Kuang Mu's waist, allowing him to lean closer and more comfortably.

"Is this okay?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

Kuang Mu's small head was resting on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, he nodded his head rubbing back and forth, and then obediently leaned on it.

"Brother, next time we go back to Mingcheng, we will stay at your house, okay..."

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiaohuan asked.

Kuang Mu bit his lower lip, was silent for a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "I want to sleep in that house, just like back then...with you..."

What happened back then still hurt Kuang Mu.

He still remembers the last time he went to Ji Xiaohuan's house.

He went to take the little star and the little moon, but he saw the marks his brother had made on each medicine box.

The heart-piercing pain at that time, now whenever Kuang Mu thinks about it, it will hurt badly.

And he needs to do the craziest things with Ji Xiaohuan in that home they used to have, to make him forget everything, to make him want to die, so that he can wash away the pain of that year.

After a while without getting a response from Ji Xiaohuan, Kuang Mu raised his head again, and asked Ji Xiaohuan with a puffy mouth: "Is it okay..."

"it is good."

When Kuang Mu got his brother's answer, he sniffed and then leaned back on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder.

Looking at his brother's hairy head, Ji Xiaohuan suddenly felt like laughing.

Before Kuang Mu was in front of him, he still had the aura of a university teacher. He spoke concisely and had no expression on his face. He looked like a cold teacher.

But now Kuang Mu is sticking to him, and he can't leave him even half a cent.

The two of them were at home these two days, and Kuang Mu was not feeling well and couldn't get out of bed.

And every time Kuang Mu gets sick, he relies heavily on Ji Xiaohuan.

As soon as Ji Xiaohuan came out of Kuangmu's bedroom door, he would look at Ji Xiaohuan longingly with those big watery eyes.

With this appearance, how can he still have the aloof appearance of holding a lesson plan in his hand when he is in class.

In front of Ji Xiaohuan, there is no difference between the current Kuang Mu and the Kuang Mu who stuck to him when he was three years old.

Kuang Mu was sleeping on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder when he suddenly smelled the smell of food.

Kuang Mu immediately opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the side. He saw a girl diagonally in front of him ordered a box of lunch and was opening it to eat.

Kuang Mu took a look at what she ate, and it was some greasy meat.

Kuang Mu felt uncomfortable all at once, he turned his head, buried his whole face on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, and pressed his nose against Ji Xiaohuan's body, trying hard to sniff his brother's smell, wanting to use this To isolate the smell of food that makes him sick.

Ji Xiaohuan noticed Kuang Mu's abnormality.

He rubbed Kuang Mu's waist with his hands, and asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Kuang Mu leaned his head on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder and nodded.

Ji Xiaohuan didn't speak.

He fumbled in his pocket, took out a small orange, peeled the orange with his bony hands, broke off a tooth of the orange, and stuffed it into his brother's mouth.

Kuang Mu felt a burst of sourness in his mouth, and the orange became even more sour when he chewed it, wrinkling his sour eyes and nose into balls.

Kuang Musan was about to burst into tears, raised his head with red eyes, looked at Ji Xiaohuan, and complained, "Brother, this orange is so sour..."

Before Ji Xiaohuan fed him oranges that were so sweet, they had never been so sour.

But this time Ji Xiaohuan said in a low voice: "I know, sour ones will make you feel better and relieve motion sickness."

After speaking, Ji Xiaohuan broke another piece of orange and stuffed it into Kuang Mu's mouth.

Hearing what Ji Xiaohuan said, Kuang Mu stopped talking, obediently took another piece of sour orange in his mouth, and watched his brother take out a new mask from his pocket.

Ji Xiaohuan squeezed a little juice from the orange peel to the inside of the mask, turned sideways and brought the mask to Kuang Mu's face.

Kuang Mu's small palm-sized face was covered by a mask, leaving only a pair of big dark brown eyes, looking at Ji Xiaohuan with watery eyes.

The moment the mask was put on, Kuang Mu suddenly smelled a burst of orange fragrance, which relieved all the discomfort on his body.

Kuang Mu's eyelashes drooped tremblingly, and his eye sockets gradually turned red.

"elder brother……"

"kindness?"

Ji Xiaohuan was looking at his phone, and responded with a slightly raised voice.

"Why do you always know what to do when I'm not feeling well..."

Sometimes even Kuang Mu doesn't know how to take care of himself, but Ji Xiaohuan knows it clearly.

Kuang Mu felt that no one in this world would treat him as well as Ji Xiaohuan.

"I've known you for 22 years."

Ji Xiaohuan said so.

Kuang Mu rested his chin on Ji Xiaohuan's shoulder, stared at his brother's handsome profile without blinking, then he leaned over and kissed his brother's cheek through the mask.

Ji Xiaohuan turned his face to look at him, and met his brother's big red eyes.

"elder brother……."

Kuang Mu called him softly again.

"kindness."

"When I came here, I was on a train alone..."

"kindness."

"There were so many people on that train, I was so uncomfortable that I vomited all the way..."

Kuang Mu said that he seemed to be more wronged here, his eyes were red again, and his fingers hooked Ji Xiaohuan's hand.

He knew that he had sneaked over by himself, and that motion sickness was also his own problem, but he just wanted his brother to love him more.

He was really greedy.

When he was 17 years old, he was greedy for Ji Xiaohuan's love.

Now 25, too.

Sure enough, Ji Xiaohuan felt sorry for him when he heard him say that.

Ji Xiaohuan hugged his waist tighter, kissed his sour eyes, and said, "I'll be with you from now on."

The author has something to say: everyone, take a look at the article in my pre-received article called "Master Sick Beauty Is Pregnant"

Today I suddenly wanted to write about the kind of sickly beauty who is cold to the outside world but gentle to the outside world. She is dressed in a white robe and disheveled. She is leaning against the bed with a cub in her stomach, her face pale with pain.

When he was sick, Gong stood by and waited on him, no matter what he thought, he liked it.

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