Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

The two kissed each other, and changed from a deep kiss to a superficial kiss, only enjoying the feeling of intimacy, Nie Ziye changed from standing bent over to sitting next to Song Mo, still interlocking his fingers , Be careful not to affect the wound on his body.

In fact, the trauma on Song Mo's body really only looked serious, because his skin was fair, so the contrast was obvious, and even the doctor said to prescribe some medicine and apply it for a few days to heal.

However, the injury test certificate was more serious. This was another piece of evidence against Nie Gang. Song Mo's injuries were not in vain. Even if it was only caused by his subordinates, Nie Gang must be blamed.

Too much debt is not overwhelmed.

Nie Ziye reached out and touched Song Mo's cheek, feeling that the skin under his hand had returned to its proper temperature, and finally felt at ease: "Did you tell your parents what happened today?"

"...No." Song Mo shook his head. How dare he let Father Song and Mother Song know about this. He had seen the psychological endurance of the two when he caught a cold last time. When the time came, he would tell them that he had been kidnapped before. Don't you two have to go crazy?

"Then just say something simple, say that you will come to my house tonight, so that they can feel at ease." Nie Ziye said.

"I think that's the only way to go." Song Mo was about to take out his mobile phone, but remembered that his mobile phone was left in the park by the kidnappers. He wondered if he could go back to the police station and ask the police uncle to help him find it.

In the next second, Nie Ziye had a mobile phone in his hand. It looked very familiar, and even the cracks on the corners were exactly the same as Song Mo's mobile phone!

"Here is your phone." Nie Ziye handed it to him.

"You...you found it for me?" Song Mo held the phone in disbelief.

Nie Ziye smiled softly: "I rushed to the park when you sent me a text message. Unfortunately, I was a step late and passed you by. It made you a lot of sins."

At that time, Nie Ziye was the one who was about to go crazy. He almost wanted to die with Nie Gang. If something happened to Song Mo, he would be the first one who couldn't forgive himself for his incompetence.

It's just that those emotions of anger, remorse, hesitation, and hatred are all put away by Nie Ziye at the moment. He doesn't want to show those negative emotions in front of Song Mo, so when he talks about these things, he still has a faint smile on his face.

Song Mo sniffed touchedly, reached out and hugged his waist actively: "...How can you be so good, brother."

"Actually, I also have selfish intentions." Nie Ziye thought that Song Mo was talking about him helping to find the phone, so he brushed a strand of bangs from Song Mo's forehead to the side, and kissed his bare forehead , "Well, I want to abduct you to my house..."

Obviously the words used are not very serious, but Song Mo only has a warm feeling in his heart.

As he was talking, he couldn't help but raised his head and kissed his chin, and then Song Mo took the lost and recovered mobile phone and sent his dad a WeChat message.

It's too troublesome to make a phone call. You have to wait until you leave the hospital. Otherwise, where he is now, you can still hear the sound of the stretcher being pushed outside. Song's father and Song's mother must have heard it too. Both of them lived with Song Mo Those in the hospital are also very familiar with this sound.

When Dad Song heard that he was staying at Nie Ziye's house, he raised his hands in agreement without saying a word, and said that it was just in time for the weekend, and if there was nothing to do, he could spend more time with his boyfriend. They have Song Xing to accompany them recently, so it's not very Miss him and let Song Mo play as he pleases.

Song Mo thought about his sister and brother-in-law, and didn't know how Bai Fangchen would tell Song Xing after he went back. If this matter were replaced by Nie Ziye... No, Nie Ziye would not be able to do this kind of stupidity that pushes people away. things come.

Forget it, the matter between the two of them should be resolved by themselves. It is useless for Song Mo to worry about it here.

He believed that as long as he talked about it, with Bai Fangchen's relentless pursuit, he would definitely be able to chase his sister back.

When he sent WeChat, the doctor had already typed out the prescription, and he just had to pay for the medicine.Nie Ziye held the prescription pad in one hand, and held Song Mo's hand in the other, avoiding the nurses and patients coming and going in the corridor, allowing him to look at his mobile phone with peace of mind.

Song Mo didn't dare to walk and watch for too long, his eyes were almost blurred when he was looking at the screen. After sending the message, he put away the phone, and obediently followed behind Nie Ziye: "I made an agreement with my family, I will be here on weekends Brother Nie stayed at home."

"En." Nie Ziye's expression seemed calm, but when he listened carefully to his voice, there was a hint of nervousness in it.

After taking the medicine, on the way back, Song Mo finally felt something strange: "Brother Nie, the direction of your home doesn't seem to be here?"

They were sitting in a taxi, and Nie Ziye gave an address casually. Song Mo didn't listen carefully at first, until he saw that the scenery outside the window became more and more unfamiliar, and he asked suspiciously.

"I'll take you to my new home." Nie Ziye glanced at him with a smile, and added, "Where I live, there are only the two of us at night."

There is no aunt, no Assistant Lu, no Nie Xuyang's family of three, just the two of them.

Song Mo is not slow, for the sake of speaking, his heart beats a little faster, and his face is still a little hot.

That's it for this step?

That's right, after touching little hands, kissing little mouths, and cuddling, wouldn't normal couples enter into this step naturally?What's the fuss, their speed is already quite slow.

After doing some psychological preparation, Song Mo straightened his chest, with an expression that made the storm come more violently, and looked at Nie Ziye with burning eyes.

Nie Ziye: "..." I always feel that there is something wrong with his death-defying expression, but I can't tell.

The taxi stopped in front of a fairly clean neighborhood, and the security guard on duty at the gate saluted them, but didn't say a word. He watched Nie Ziye take out his access control card, swipe it on the gate, and then watched him and Song Silently entered the community together.

"Before I bought this apartment, I asked Lu Xiaodong to check it. The security of this neighborhood is pretty good. Several celebrities have bought houses here, and they have never been harassed by paparazzi." Nie Ziye found the door, swiped his card to enter, and went to bed with Song Mo. Elevator, press the floor, "The house is very cost-effective, it was sold out at the opening, and now I can only buy second-hand ones."

But it is said to be second-hand. In fact, the owner only bought it for investment. The house comes with simple decoration. They only equipped with some furniture and left it alone. They have never lived in it, and they are just waiting for a good price.

As for Nie Ziye, the most important thing he lacked was money.

So this house is not only very new, you don't even have to worry about decoration and furniture, and someone else helped to ventilate it for more than half a year, and the smell of formaldehyde in the house has almost dissipated.

In other words, as long as Nie Ziye wanted to, he could move in anytime.

Lu Xiaodong once persuaded him to buy a big house, but Nie Ziye felt that it was useless to have a house of four or five hundred square meters, and cleaning was troublesome, so why bother.

In the future, there will only be two people to live in, and it will be enough, and we can move in immediately, saving the time for decoration, furniture selection, and ventilation.

Anyway, Nie Ziye was quite satisfied. He turned to look at Song Mo's expression, it seemed that Song Mo liked it too.

The decoration of the room is in warmer tones, the furniture is a complete set of custom-made, the color matching is very harmonious, and a yellowish light that protects the eyes makes the whole room look full of family warmth.

"The decoration is very good." Song Mo changed his shoes and walked to the sofa. As soon as he sat down, he sank into the soft sofa. He held a pillow in his arms and yawned within 2 minutes. .

Probably because the lights were too warm and the environment was too comfortable, when Nie Ziye brought out the hot water from the kitchen, Song Mo was already sleeping soundly on the sofa.

... Well, in the end, nothing was done.

Nie Ziye had no choice but to put down the hot water, went to the room and covered him with a blanket, then stood beside the sofa and stared at Song Mo's sleeping face for a full 10 minutes, as if infected by his sleepiness, hastily changed I put on some clothes and went to sleep.

The next day, I was still busy with the follow-up of the kidnapping case, communicating with lawyers, and estimating how many sentences Nie Gang could be sentenced to based on the evidence.Back at home, the lights were on again, and Song Mo was about to fall asleep with his head tilted as usual. This time, Nie Ziye pushed him into the bed and didn't let him sleep on the sofa.

Day three...

Anyway, after a weekend, the time alone has indeed increased, but there is still no progress.

Not only Nie Ziye, even Song Mo himself was a little depressed.

He was mentally prepared early in the morning, he didn't care about his body position at all, and Nie Ziye had even prepared his place, everything was ready, and he was only short of a finishing touch... As a result, until Song Mo returned to the university city for class on Monday, The two still did nothing.

After class, Song Mo didn't hide his little melancholy, and even participated in club activities with a gloomy look.

As the president of the drama club, Wang Kun thinks it is necessary for him to explain his honorary membership: "If you have any difficulties, just tell the seniors, now our drama club has no shortage of people, and we are not afraid of gang fights!"

"Oh..." Song Mo didn't answer, but just sighed.

This kind of thing has nothing to do with single dogs.

Wang Kun waited for a long time but still couldn't wait for him to talk, so he touched the back of his head and said, "You... don't be too sad, don't bring your emotions into the play during the rehearsal later, you are important The protagonist, everyone is relying on you at the critical moment, you can't lose the chain!"

"Don't worry, I still have this bit of professionalism." Song Mo patted his chest and said to him.

Wang Kun handed him the costume, suddenly remembered something, winked at him again and said: "By the way, I forgot to tell you, the classmate who played 'Duke Orsino' said he couldn't come, and there was something wrong with his graduation project. These days, I am going to blow my head. So I temporarily found another 'Orsino' to come over, but he is stuck in traffic right now, and it is estimated that he will arrive just in time for the rehearsal, so you two may not be able to play against each other in advance."

Song Mo stared: "Changing actors temporarily? Why didn't you tell me about this earlier..."

"Didn't I just find it? It's not too late to tell you. Anyway, today is just a rehearsal." Wang Kun rubbed his nose a little guiltyly, and said to him, "But don't worry, I've sent the script a long time ago. I gave it to him, and he said that he has memorized all the lines, so there must be no problem!"

"The lines belong to the lines, he can't memorize the stage moves, right?" Song Mo felt that his head was about to explode.

The program that Wang Kun rehearsed this time was finally selected on the stage of the school celebration day. He knows how much effort he put into entering Song Mo. He changed the script, rented costumes, hired a makeup agency... the funds in his hands have already been spent almost the same Now, a president who is so preoccupied is so careless about the actors who were brought in temporarily. Song Mo wondered if Wang Kun's head was caught by the door.

"It's fine, it's fine, that classmate is definitely fine, he's a professional!" Wang Kun still looked very confident.

"Then I don't care about it." Song Mo was not in a good mood at first, and he was not interested in asking for the name of that professional. Anyway, with Wang Kun's contacts, there is a high probability that they are foreign aid from drama clubs of other colleges and have certain stage experience. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so relieved.

Song Mo worries about others rather than himself.

This time, the program that their drama club arranged was Shakespeare's "No. 12 Night". During the winter vacation, Wang Kun decided on this story, but he didn't want to arrange traditional plays, but made major changes to the plot.

The degree of modification is comparable to plastic surgery, and some classmates in the drama club teased him. If Shakespeare knew that Wang Kun had made such changes, the coffin would have been overwhelmed long ago.

For example, in the original book, one of the twin brothers and sisters was rescued by the captain, and the other disguised as a man and became a servant of the Duke. In the adapted version, the younger sister was rescued by the captain and disguised as a man, and the elder brother was picked up by the countess on the road. , a man disguised as a woman and became a little maid.

So the plot also took a corresponding reversal.

When the Duke of Orsino pursued the countess, because the countess didn't like him, every time he came to visit, he was received by the maid pretending to be the twin brother. A unique "little maid".

And the younger sister who followed the fleet to a strange city also had a long-term relationship with the captain at this time, and was thinking about how to boldly pursue her love. It happened that she broke through the plot of the countess' uncle and saved her life. Instead of falling in love with her, he woke up the captain with one word, made him understand his intentions, and bravely pursued his sister.

In the end, the brothers and sisters recognized each other and restored their identities. The captain and his sister held a wedding ceremony. The twin brothers, the Duke, and the Countess were still ambiguous in the end. They did not explain their final ending, leaving unlimited room for imagination for the audience.

In this triangular relationship, no matter if it is the brother and the young lady, the brother and the duke, or the duke and the young lady... all can make up the cp, Wang Kun's heart is very bad.

For the official rehearsal, Song Mo had to change into costumes, and the little maid not only had to wear a lace skirt, but also a pair of white stockings.He was a man after all, and it was no easy feat to squeeze two legs into stockings.

That's why he said that it is better to hurry up and change clothes when you have time to worry about others.

Fortunately, Nie Ziye didn't know about this matter, Song Mo actually didn't want the other party to know about this kind of dark history.

If it wasn't for the fact that the rented costume was too small, no one in the drama club could wear it, and this size was still the largest size that the place where the costume was rented could provide. Song Mo didn't plan to take this role.

After changing the clothes, he had to put on a wig and make up, and he was so busy that he didn't touch the floor.

Fortunately, their show was arranged in the middle, and Song Mo still had time to put on makeup. When the stage director called to the drama club, the seniors set the scene very quickly. It didn't take long for the actors to be in place and ready to start the show.

Before it was Song Mo's turn to come on stage, he took the time to pull Wang Kun aside: "Where is the substitute you mentioned, why hasn't it come yet?"

"It's coming soon, he has already gone backstage to change clothes, and he will definitely catch up later." Wang Kun said firmly.

"When he's going to play from the opposite side, I don't have time to talk to him." Song Mo said.

"Believe me, you don't need to check your lines with him, you can be brought into the scene in a second." Wang Kun couldn't help grinning again.

Song Mo looked at him speechlessly: "President, you smile so obscenely." It took only a second to get into the play, so thank God if you don't screw up your performance.

"Cough, anyway, you just have to wait!" Wang Kun's smile became deeper and deeper, and the eyes he looked at Song Mo became more and more meaningful.

As the plot progressed, the actors who had previously performed the synopsis stepped off the stage, and it was Song Mo's turn to appear.

He squeezed his throat and finished the lines with the female classmate who played the countess, and then stood in the corner of the "Garden", waiting for "Duke Orsino" to recite the words: "It seems that Miss Olivia really doesn't like that man. I have to help her reject this annoying spirit who is chasing after him...but his status is so noble, how can I get rid of him?"

Just as he was speaking, a figure slowly walked out from the other side of the stage, wearing the costumes of medieval nobles, exuding the charm and elegance of a mature man from top to bottom, holding a gem cane in his hand, with a handsome and heroic face.

Song Mo turned around holding the skirt, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the familiar face of the other party.

The author has something to say: Scheming Nie: When Xiaomo told me the story that day, I noticed that it was not One Thousand and One Nights but No.12 Nights. Shakespeare’s plays have always been loved by drama clubs. I asked back Wang Kun, sure enough... Heh heh heh, only I can play cp with Xiao Mo on stage, everyone else has to stand aside.