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"No need …" Han Sifeng felt that he was the one who wanted it the most, right?

Seeing that he was addicted to buying clothes and was too embarrassed to come here alone, he used himself as a shield.

"Mom said …" "Girls' bodies are always very troublesome …" Han Muyun interrupted Han Sifeng again, pushing her to the front lines of underwear as he said, "You have to constantly pay attention to the changes …"

"Mom told you that?" Han Sifeng curiously looked at him and saw that his face was even redder.

However, with his mother's character, she could say anything.

"Hurry up and choose!" Han Muyun turned his face away and said impatiently.

"This is the newest design for next spring. It's a very fresh and sweet colour …" The clerk immediately stepped forward and began to introduce him.

"Isn't the cup too thick?" Han Muyun spoke up before Han Sifeng could say anything.

"Ah, if you like to be thinner, please come this way." The clerk automatically ignored the awkward silence of Han Sifeng and smiled sweetly at Han Muyun.

Han Muyun was a bit shy earlier, but now he was following the clerk naturally and gracefully, looking at those colorful bras with a serious expression. He even asked the clerk for advice from time to time.

"This won't do. If the shape setting ability is too weak, it will affect the shape."

"No, the color is too disgusting, who would like it!"

"That's fine, but it's a little too sexy, right?"

"Not suitable!"

"I don't like it!"

"Yes!"

Han Sifeng looked at Han Muyun speechlessly as he appraised each and every piece of underwear, not just for him to see. What was that expert's tone of voice he was wearing?

Could it be … When did he … Have you studied a woman's underwear?

Thinking of this, Han Sifeng felt more and more like finding a hole to hide in. Why did she have such a brother?

How embarrassing!

Ye Zichen was glaring at Han Muyun's back with gritted teeth, when his phone suddenly vibrated.

Seeing that Han Muyun was still commenting about his underwear, Han Sifeng quickly moved to the corner to pick up the phone.

"Feng, happy birthday." A voice so familiar that it made one's heart ache came over.

"Lil 'Yin!" Han Sifeng exclaimed in a low tone of joy.

It had been a long time since he had contacted her, but now that he heard her voice, he was overjoyed.

He even forgot to ask why Xiao Yin knew about his birthday.

She didn't seem to have said anything about it.

"Well, are you all right?" Xiao Yin's soft voice entered his ears.

"Very good. What about you?" In an instant, he felt as though thousands of words were stuck in his chest. Only after some time did he finally ask.

"Don't be angry that you didn't get back on your birthday." Lil 'Yin smiled, while the faint smile in his voice spread to Han Sifeng's ears.

Sorry, I can't hurry back …

His situation was not optimistic, and he could only hope to see her again when the flowers bloomed in the spring.

"How could this be …" Han Sifeng heard the smile in his tone and immediately asked, "What about you?" How are you? "

"I'm fine too. I'll need some time to heal …" The voice on the other end slightly paused, then lightened up, "It's very boring here. During treatment, you are only allowed to read and listen to music. I haven't heard your voice for a long time …" I miss you. "

"When can you come back?" Biting her lips, she asked softly.

"Well, I'll tell you when I get back." Xiao Yin smiled again, and said gently, "Then I'm hanging up, let's have fun today."

"Little …" Before he could finish, the other party had already hung up.

"What are you doing?"

Han Muyun was standing behind him at some point, but when he suddenly spoke, he gave Han Sifeng a fright.

"Answer the phone." Han Sifeng felt a little guilty and wanted to put the phone away.

"Whose?" Han Muyun glanced at her and saw the nervousness in her eyes. He immediately reached for her phone.

"Xiao Yun!" Han Sifeng frowned slightly and said with some dissatisfaction, "He's my friend."

He didn't know why, but the word "Xiao Yin" stuck in his throat, unable to be uttered confidently.

"Friends?" Han Muyun raised his eyebrows and pinched her phone. A trace of unexplainable emotion flashed across his dark eyes. After staring at her for a few seconds, he stuffed the phone into his pocket as if nothing had happened and said, "Let's go. What do you want to eat at noon?"

She didn't have any friends, only that Little Yin.

But... This girl had purposefully avoided the name that made him angry. This could be considered a type of improvement.

At least... He knew he wouldn't make himself angry.

"Huh?" Sensing that Han Muyun had instantly become gentle, Han Sifeng adjusted his expression, "Let's go home and eat."

"Hey!" Have you really become a housewife? " Han Muyun's gentleness disappeared in an instant. He grabbed Han Sifeng's arm a bit roughly and walked towards the elevator. "Eat outside today."

"But, you don't like it …"

Han Muyun had always disliked eating outside, and always enjoyed torturing her to cook.

"Stop nagging, what do you want to eat?" Han Muyun impatiently interrupted her as he tilted his head and asked.

In his heart, he couldn't help but wonder, how long could this kind of joyous farce last …

"Steak." Han Sifeng said without hesitation.

"It's rare to have a birthday, so why are you eating that?" Han Muyun frowned, unhappy with her steak.

But when he saw the look of anticipation on Han Sifeng's face, he finally unfurled his handsome features and snorted, "You don't want to go to a French feast?"

"I want steak!" Han Sifeng saw his extremely handsome face and repeated in a good mood.

"I got it, I got it, what a tasteless woman." Han Muyun's grip on her arm slowly weakened. When he walked out of the mall, his hand had already slid onto her wrist, gently pulling.

Han Sifeng saw the infatuation in the eyes of the surrounding women as they looked at Han Muyun, and couldn't help but laugh, "Little Yun, tell me, if they knew your temper, would they dare to stare at you like this?"

"Do I have a bad temper?"

Han Muyun's cold eyes swept the surroundings. Other than a few experienced young women, the other young girls all lowered their heads with red faces and whispered to each other.

"I'm used to it, but in the future, you're going to get married …" Han Sifeng secretly smiled when he saw the reaction of the people beside him.

"Don't talk to me like an elder! That will be in the future, so you don't have to worry about it. " Han Muyun's temper immediately flared up. He let go of Han Sifeng's wrist and stuffed a pile of shopping bags into her arms. "You don't care about me at all, you stupid woman!"

He would not leave the house, and she could not leave.

Later... They were still in the same house, never leaving each other.

"Yes?" Looking at his furious back, Han Sifeng couldn't help but laugh. "He's still a child, he's angry just because he's angry."

Han Muyun suddenly turned around and walked back before he finished speaking.

His face was ice-cold, but his black eyes carried a rare hint of gentleness.

"Who is a child?" He reached out to grab the shopping bag again, then quickly grabbed Han Sifeng's right hand with his other hand. "It's just a birthday, I really thought I was old. Today, I'm going with you, don't be too excessive."

Han Sifeng felt a warm and soft feeling coming from his right hand. He seemed to be holding it nonchalantly, but the temperature of his palm was getting higher and higher.

「 Should I call Qin Yao?」 Nie Yan asked. Han Sifeng wanted to retract his hand, but he held it tighter, so he could only ask in embarrassment.

"You want to eat with him?" Han Muyun turned around, the gentleness in his eyes slowly subsiding.

"Mm, I'm just asking, he's your friend. If he finds out that we're not at home, wouldn't it be rude?" Han Sifeng lowered his head and smiled, allowing Han Muyun to lead the way.

Qin Yao was his friend, not hers.

From the beginning until now, their relationship had never interacted.

He only asked politely, but Han Muyun seemed very unhappy when he saw his reaction.

After silently walking a few steps, Han Muyun suddenly let go of his hand, took out his phone from his pocket, pressed it to his ear.

His profile was perfect.

The sunlight cast a shadow on the long eyelashes and the high nose bridge of his nose. The stubborn corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, as if he was a god that had fallen into the mortal world.

A string in Han Sifeng's heart suddenly shook.

An indescribable feeling rose from the ground like spring grass.

In the past ten years, he had never experienced such a heart-stirring feeling as when he looked at the young boy who had grown up to be a handsome youth.

It was as if many flowers had bloomed in a corner of his heart.

Flowers that made her so intoxicated that she couldn't tear her eyes away.

"Hey, it's me." Han Muyun's low and magnetic voice roused Han Si Feng from his trance. He frowned impatiently and said into his phone, "You come over to the steak shop on Lover Road at noon."

Was he calling Qin Yao?

Han Muyun hung up the phone before she could regain her senses. He turned to her and said, "Qin Yao will be coming over for lunch."

"But …" It seems like he didn't agree … "

Han Sifeng suppressed the odd feeling in his heart. He had hung up the phone right after hearing his words. He simply didn't have time for Qin Yao to reply.

"If I say I will come, I will." Han Muyun interrupted her and said in an extremely domineering tone.

"Actually... I was really just asking... Out of politeness, no other meaning. " Han Sifeng didn't know why he had to explain, but Han Muyun's actions made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"If you like it, you like it. What's there to be embarrassed about?" When Han Muyun saw that she wanted to explain, his expression couldn't help but soften a bit. His voice also warmed up a bit. "It's rare to see your birthday today, so you can do whatever you want."

This time, he did not wait for her and walked straight ahead.

Han Sifeng wasn't sure if it was just an illusion, but he kept having the feeling that Han Muyun's gaze towards him now contained a hint of gentleness.

It seemed like today … It was he who had grown a year and matured.

Because of the weekend and Christmas Eve, the steakhouse business was booming.

However, Han Muyun was looking for the best steak shop.

In the elegant cubicle, Han Sifeng felt extremely pained just by looking at the menu. She, this wasteful little brother, would one day eat a poor family …