Is it the same with other big brothers?

Ming Zhu leaned half of his body on the soft couch, put his hands on the side of his face, let out a lazy "Oh?", and said, "Did Ye Weiyang not care about such a big thing?"

Zhou Lingxue said: "He is also investigating, but he can't find any clues."

Mingzhu: "Tsk, that trash."

Mingzhu raised his hand, and put the back of his hand on Tie's forehead. He felt a little hot, but he didn't pay much attention to it, and said, "After finding Xiaojiu, will you return to Rizhao?"

Speaking of Rizhao, Zhou Lingxue immediately remembered something, took out a jade token from his bosom, and said, "Yes, go back when you find Senior Brother Nine, I'll tell Master you first..."

Mingzhu suddenly stretched out his hand to hold down his jade order, Zhou Lingxue raised his head, and saw Mingzhu shaking his head at him, saying: "Don't tell anyone else yet."

Zhou negative snow: "Why?"

Mingzhu withdrew his hand, turned his head to glance at the dark clouds passing by outside the window, and said softly: "The dead return to the world, haven't you thought about how I survived?"

Zhou Lingxue has been wanting to ask this since the reunion, but she instinctively felt that Ming Zhu didn't want to mention it, so she tried her best not to ask.

He pursed his lips and said, "I don't want to know, I just know that brother is still alive, that's enough."

The bright candle did not move, looking out of the window like misty eyes, and the sound seemed to be blown in the wind.

"Go against the sky, bear snow," he said softly, "Aren't you afraid that I'm an evil ghost that crawled up from hell?"

Zhou Nexue was startled.

Mingzhu sensed the sudden change of momentum around him, and suddenly closed his eyes, not daring to look at Zhou Lingxue's expression of fear and panic.

But the next moment, his thin body was suddenly hugged tightly by Zhou Rongxue.

This hug is not as embarrassing and powerless as before, Zhou Lingxue is like a protector, holding the bright candle of fear and despair tightly in his broad arms, and isolating all the cold and injury for him.

The scorching heat continuously pierced into the skin against the skirt of the bright candle, making him shiver all over, and the despair and panic that had not dissipated remained in his pupils.

Ming Zhu murmured blankly: "You... aren't you afraid of me?"

Zhou Lingxue stroked his soft hair with her palm, and said in a low voice, "I will never be afraid of senior brother, whether you are a human being or a ghost, as long as you are still alive is enough."

After Mingzhu came up from the Cliff of the Sun, this question was like a butcher's knife hanging around his neck. A slight disturbance could make him shrink into a ball in fright. He was worried for several days, and finally disappeared in Zhou Chengxue's warm embrace. clean.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand to gently hug Zhou Lingxue back, and buried his face in his arms: "Thirteen..."

Zhou Lingxue's heart softened, and she lowered her voice very softly: "If senior brother doesn't want to say it, then don't say it, and Lingxue doesn't care."

Ming Zhu nodded desperately: "Mmm..."

Zhou Lingxue reached out and hooked the blush at the end of his eyes, and said, "Brother, are you tired?"

Ming Zhu nodded, then shook his head quickly, and said, "I'm not sleepy, I don't need to sleep."

Zhou Lingxue frowned, and forced him down on the soft couch, saying: "How can you not sleep, your body is already weak, and you won't be able to bear it if you don't rest."

Mingzhu couldn't resist him, so he had to lie on it, but the posture was not like Zhou Lingxue's memory of wanton sleeping with hands and feet stretched out. Instead, his hands were intertwined in front of his chest, and his body was curled up into a ball, looking extremely alert.

Zhou Lingxue's eyes darkened, he knew that this posture was an expression of extreme insecurity.

Although I don't know what Mingzhu has experienced in these years, but seeing him killing people without blinking at the bottom just now, and the obvious vigilance to the outside world now, Zhou Nexue vaguely knows that the previous Guangfeng Jiyue's wanton elder brother has disappeared, but the fleeting time can't come back no matter what.

Zhou Lingxue felt distressed and sad, wasting time was the most powerless thing.

He gently brushed the long hair behind Mingzhu to prevent him from being crushed.

It was such a small movement, but the closed eyes suddenly opened, and the pupils were full of fear and vigilance.

Zhou Lingxue's eyes were full of pity, and he tried to soften his voice: "Is it cold?"

When Ming Zhu saw Zhou Nexue, his guarded eyes instantly disappeared. He was a little embarrassed, so he nodded slightly: "Well, a little bit."

Ye Weiai was already asleep, and Ming Zhu didn't want to disturb him to get the quilt, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, you won't notice it when you're asleep."

Zhou Lingxue was taken aback for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes to hide the pain in his eyes.

50 years ago, when would Mingzhu wrong himself so much? If he felt cold, let alone someone sleeping, even if a group of people were sleeping, he would rush in carelessly, and he would never make himself feel the slightest discomfort.

Zhou Lingxue wrapped the cloak at the side around her body, then rolled over on the soft couch, pressed the bright candle in her arms without any explanation, and wrapped it tightly with the wide cloak.

The soft couch in the outer room is not like a bed, it is narrow and small, Zhou Chengxue's body is still very tall, and it is already the limit to accommodate two people, Ming Zhu was suddenly hugged, startled, and raised his head in astonishment: "Lengxue? "

Zhou Nexue held him in his arms and said in a low voice, "This way it won't be cold."

Embarrassment appeared on Mingzhu's face, he struggled slightly, and said, "No...you don't have to, I'm not cold in the first place."

Zhou Lingxue was unmoved, her hands were like iron tongs tightly grasping his back, and said indifferently: "Then senior brother is planning to let me sleep underground for one night?"

Mingzhu stopped struggling in an instant, he was stunned for a moment, and then retracted into Zhou Lingxue's arms, resting his head on Zhou Lingxue's shoulder, and whispered: "You were not like this before."

In the past, Zhou Nexue would blush when Mingzhu teased her, and her senior brother said whatever she wanted. Even when she was found stealing a kiss back then, she was so frightened that she sat in the cold pool for half a day, tears came out of her eyes.

Where is it like now, indifferent and majestic, not listening to a word of Ming Zhu, acting arbitrarily, making people unable to resist.

Zhou Lingxue hugged his soft body, took a deep breath, and asked, "Don't you like it, brother?"

The feeling of being forced to spread his hands and feet is really uncomfortable, but the warmth is coming from all directions, so that he doesn't feel much warmth. The body is very comfortable, Ming Zhu shook his head: "No."

Zhou Lingxue said: "That's good, with me watching over senior brother, don't be afraid."

Mingzhu nodded, grasping the front of Zhou Lingxue's clothes, and was about to close his eyes, but felt that Zhou Lingxue suddenly grabbed his hand, and slowly wrapped the belt around his little finger several times.

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, remembering in a trance that when he was in the sun, if he was afraid, he would childishly wrap around people's clothes and would not let go.

Recalling the past at first, Mingzhu blushed a little, he shrank his hands, and Zhou Nexue still grabbed him tightly without any accident.

Ming Zhu whispered: "I... I'm not afraid, there's no need to do this."

I feel that this action of wrapping the clothes is too shameful and childish. How did I do it with such a natural attitude back then?

Ming Zhu was so ashamed that he almost groaned.

Zhou Lingxue said lightly: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Mingzhu still wanted to draw back his hand, struggled to move, but felt that Zhou Lingxue gently pinched his chin with one hand, lifted his face with a gentle but unbreakable force, then bent down and gently touched his chin. He put a kiss between the eyebrows.

Bright Candle: "..."

Ming Zhu was so frightened that the hairs all over his body would explode, and stared at him in panic.

Zhou Lingxue acted as if nothing had happened, and said calmly: "If you continue to toss, it will be dawn."

Mingzhu felt that he had to regain the aura that made Zhou negative snow roll back then, and was about to speak with his eyes wide open, but saw Zhou negative snow sticking close to him again, and kissed him on the cheek again.

Bright Candle: "..."

Whose brat? !Are you so shameless?

Ming Zhu almost screamed regardless of his image.

Zhou Lingxue said lightly: "If you don't sleep, you don't need to think about where to kiss next time."

Mingzhu was slightly stunned, and immediately covered her mouth with her hand in panic.

There was a slight movement from the place close to Zhou Lingxue's chest, and Ming Zhu realized that he was smiling, and suddenly felt a little stuffy.

He whispered, "You...you were really not like this before."

Zhou Nexue didn't speak any more, she stretched out her hand and patted his back lightly, coaxing him to sleep as she did countless times back then.

I don’t know if it’s because Zhou Nexue is by his side, or the clothes wrapped around his fingers give him a sense of security, but Ming Zhu fell asleep until the sun was up, and when he opened his eyes again, he felt an unreal feeling like a world away .

The rain had stopped last night, and the kite was flying steadily in the sky, the clouds and mist swirled past, and the light of spring came in through the window, falling warmly on the body.

Ming Zhu looked around, and found that he had been lying on the bed in the inner room at some point. Zhou Lingxue was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking down at the book in his hand. The belt was not fastened, and one end was still wrapped around Ming Zhu's little finger. superior.

Seeing that Mingzhu woke up, Zhou Nexue put down the book and said, "Ye Weiai has gone out, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Mingzhu hasn't slept for a long time, just woke up a little confused, he blinked and looked at Zhou Nexue, his voice was as soft as a kitten: "Xiao Shisan."

Zhou Yingxue, who has grown into a real man, didn't feel any dissatisfaction with this kind of intimate and childish nickname, but replied without changing his face: "Yes."

Mingzhu sat in a daze for a long time and finally came back to his senses, the first thing he did was to tear off the clothes on his little finger, his cheeks were slightly red.

He hesitated for a long time before whispering: "Zeng, Lingxue, don't do this again in the future."

Zhou negative snow expressionless, said: "What kind?"

Bright Candle: "..."

Zhou Lingxue lowered her head and gently rubbed Mingzhu's red little finger—just wrapping it with a soft cloth, leaving horrible marks on her pale fingers. I shivered violently.

"pain?"

Mingzhu was not used to such a strong Zhou Xuexue, he shook his head, retracted his hand, and said vaguely: "It's okay——what time is it now?"

"The application time has just passed, and there is still an hour before the real sinking."

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Okay, rounding up is driving.