After wearing the book, I rely on sucking the big brother to continue my life

When Mo Linyuan was mentioned, the children seemed to be much quieter.

Ji Shuyun's reaction was more direct, his face was full of displeasure: "Why did you call that lone star of the devil, he is a dead star, I don't want to see him!"

Shen Qingcheng's expression dropped immediately: "How did you talk?"

"What he said is not wrong. If it weren't for his little brother, how could he get sick? He is a mourner, a lone star! Whoever gets close to him will be unlucky!"

Shen Qingcheng was so angry that he put down "Chu Xiuran", and immediately gave Ji Shuyun a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots, and asked him if he knew what was wrong while beating him.

Ji Shuyun's stubborn temper is probably cultivated since he was a child. Even if he was beaten up and screamed, he still stiffened his neck: "I'm not wrong! He, Mo Linyuan, is a lone star!"

Seeing this scene, Chu Xiuran finally understood where the feeling of disobedience came from.

Reminiscent of Ji Shuyun's adoration of Mo Linyuan's obsessive younger brother, and looking at the child in front of him with an unconvinced and disgusted face, is there something in it that he doesn't know?

Looking at the expressions of Gu Lian and Wu Xinyu, they also remained silent. Although they didn't say anything, Chu Xiuran could tell from their expressions that they didn't like Mo Linyuan either.

Ji Shuyun, who was beaten, didn't know who he saw. He pointed his finger and scolded: "You don't need to look there! You are a bad species! The lone star of the devil! I don't have a big brother like you!"

Chu Xiuran looked in the direction he pointed, and a white-haired, cold and arrogant man appeared leading a boy. The little boy's face was so delicate and beautiful, and it was a bit familiar to Mo Linyuan when he grew up.

But he showed a timid look, hiding behind the white-haired man, looking cautious.

The unsmiling and adult appearance of Mo Linyuan in his imagination did not appear when he was a child, but he showed a completely different appearance.

Chu Xiuran looked at him, it was difficult to connect the timid and injured boy in front of him with the cold and arrogant man.

"Big Brother..."

The little "Chu Xiuran" who was safely placed on the stool saw Mo Linyuan, fluttered his short legs, and wanted to get off the stool.

But he was really too small, and the stool was so high, he still couldn't get off with his little face flushed.

"What are you doing here?!" Shen Qingcheng said, he seemed to be targeting the white-haired man, and his tone was not friendly.

"I will accompany Lin Yuan to give a birthday present."

"Then let him come over, and you stop there." Shen Qingcheng looked a little impatient.

Hearing this, the white-haired man stopped in his tracks, but his eyes seemed to hide his injuries, and he pulled Mo Linyuan out, saying in a stiff voice, "Go, give a gift."

"Don't let him come over! He will kill my junior!"

When Ji Shuyun suddenly yelled, Chu Xiuran saw Mo Linyuan's footsteps that had just stretched out retracted, and hugged the white-haired man's thigh, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not going, Master, Let's go back."

"Eldest brother..." The little "Chu Xiuran" saw that he was about to leave, and was about to cry.

Ji Shuyun didn't think it was a serious matter, and wiped his tears beside him: "Little brother, don't play with him, he will kill you."

Chu Xiuran rubbed his head, not to mention that Master wanted to hit him, he wanted to hit this brat just looking at it.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Mo Linyuan turned his face away: "Master, I want to leave here."

The white-haired man took a deep look at Shen Qingcheng, bent down and hugged Mo Linyuan, and said to Shen Qingcheng, "I will come again."

Shen Qingcheng frowned at him.

Mo Linyuan lay in the arms of the white-haired man, with his face sticking out from his shoulders, his exposed eyes were full of injuries and teary, not to mention how sad he was.

For some reason, seeing this scene, Chu Xiuran felt a sudden pain in his heart.

He clearly saw that in Mo Linyuan's hand, there was a small toy tightly clenched.

That's...the scarecrow!