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Of course, Han Sifeng was willing to build feelings with his younger brother, so he didn't get angry, but she could relax a bit.

But when he said, "Not sleeping together," the corners of her eyes twitched.

I feel like... Something was wrong.

"I bought some snacks, so I don't need to go cook. Go eat some and then wash up and go to sleep." It was rare for Han Muyun to speak in such a shy manner.

The meaning behind his words was that they should sleep together!

He needed to seize every moment to increase his feelings!

He was so busy right now. It was rare for him to come back early today. Even if it was just to talk, he would be able to look at her face to face.

Han Sifeng frowned and looked at him. Why did he sleep so early? She hasn't gone over her lessons yet.

"If you're tired, lie down and rest. I'll go eat." His expression was very strange. Han Si Feng sighed and said while stroking his stomach.

"The snacks are on the table. Let me bake you some hot milk." Han Muyun said politely.

Han Sifeng examined him from head to toe. What's wrong with Han Muyun, he actually took the initiative to serve him!

"About that, can you help me peel another apple?" Han Sifeng slightly raised his brows and probed him to see if he was angry or cold as he said, "No."

Not long after, hot milk, fragrant bread, peeled apples and a pile of delicious snacks were placed on Han Sifeng's desk.

Han Sifeng suspiciously looked at Han Muyun and quietly pinched his thigh — It wasn't a dream!

There was no need to be courteous. It was either adultery or theft.

"Don't read while you're eating." When Han Muyun saw Han Sifeng reach for his study materials, he immediately pushed the pile of books on the table to another side.

Han Sifeng bit his bread and glanced uneasily at Han Muyun. What was he up to today?

"I heard the peanut butter is very delicious." Han Muyun covered one side of the bread with peanut butter for her.

Han Sifeng liked to eat bread and peanut butter the most. Han Muyun used to say that peanut butter would get fatter if the heat was too high, but today, he unexpectedly helped her apply a thick layer of it.

"Han Muyun, are you … Have you done anything bad? " Han Sifeng couldn't help but glance at the drawer she locked. Could it be that he peeked at her diary again?

Or had he lost something precious to her?

For example … The notebook that Xiao Yin had given her.

"Hurry up and eat." Seeing how petty she was, Han Muyun's expression darkened as he stuffed the bread into her mouth.

He went out to buy her his favorite peanut butter and thanked her profusely.

Of course, Han Sifeng wouldn't thank her. Every day, she would help him buy his favorite food and make him his most delicious food.

Was it because Mom and Dad were coming back, afraid that she would complain to them, that they were suddenly so good?

Han Sifeng muttered in his heart as he glanced at Han Muyun from time to time.

"Oh, don't worry. Mom and Dad are back. I won't say anything bad about you." With his mouth full of bread, Han Sifeng saw him looking at him unblinkingly, one hand patting his shoulder as he spoke.

Han Muyun's eyebrows creased slightly. He held out the milk in front of her and spoke in a cold voice, "Be careful not to choke you to death."

He never thought that she would think of him in such a despicable manner!

"I really don't know how to tell." He patted his chest in assurance and beat down the bread that choked on the esophagus.

Although he was very unhappy with Han Xifeng's despicable attitude, Han Muyun still reached out his hand to pat her back.

"Do you think I'm being bad to you?" Han Muyun asked in a low voice.

"Ugh …" Han Sifeng barely managed to roll the bread, but hearing his words, he almost choked.

When did Han Muyun become so self-aware?

"What kind of expression is that? "Yes or no?" Han Muyun couldn't help but knock on her head when he saw her bright eyes on him.

"Sometimes it's pretty good …" Han Sifeng considered his words.

Most of the time it's bad.

"What about other times?" Han Muyun immediately asked.

"Ugh …" Han Sifeng looked as if he was hesitating, clearly assuming that … Not really.

"Bad, isn't it?" Han Muyun spoke up for her.

"Actually, I know that Xiao Yun treats me well in her heart, but her attitude is still a bit lacking."

"Are you sure you know?" Han Muyun paused, then said, "You know I treat you well?"

"Of course." Han Sifeng was very sure that if Han Muyun had treated her well, she wouldn't be willing to take care of him and serve him.

"Will you always remember my kindness to you?" Han Muyun continued to ask.

"Xiao Yun, what happened to you today?"

Was it because they saw the Ouyang siblings' relationship so good that they were provoked?

"Will you remember?" Han Muyun continued to ask stubbornly.

"Of course!" How could Han Sifeng forget.

Han Muyun was the first person she saw after she lost her memories.

That sort of feeling was irreplaceable.

"Then... "Han Sifeng, we'll never leave?" Han Muyun asked again.

His expression was very serious.

Han Sifeng's expression couldn't help but become serious as well.

"Of course." Han Sifeng nodded, they were relatives.

No matter if they were poor or rich in the future, no matter how difficult or smooth the future was, they would face it together.

"Even when I'm old, I can still be this happy together?" When Han Muyun saw how certain she was, the vague uneasiness in his heart gradually disappeared.

He would also feel unease and fear …

Afraid of losing her.

"What's the matter with you?" Han Sifeng looked seriously at Han Muyun and discovered that there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Han Sifeng immediately lost his appetite and asked carefully, "Xiao Yun, today …" Was it stimulated? "

"You must remember what you said today... Not leaving, not leaving. " Han Muyun's jet-black eyes were clearly reflecting Han Sifeng's nervous face.

"Of course I remember," Han Sifeng stretched out his hand and raised his pinky. "Don't forget to never leave. "Come and pull the hook."

The things that he had done so often when he was young were now repeated, filled with an indescribable warmth.

Han Muyun's eyes also gradually revealed a smile. His incomparably handsome face became even more dazzling due to his gentle smile.

He liked to pull the hook with her. It was an innocent and unblasphemous promise.

As he hooked his finger with Han Sifeng's, Han Muyun slowly said, "Han Muyun and Han Sifeng have been together for all their lives, and will never leave each other. Don't forget it."

His solemn demeanor and tone gave Han Sifeng the illusion of parting from death.

That illusion seemed to be … It was like a vow that had been reborn for several lifetimes, blown by the wind through thousands upon thousands of mountains and rivers, finally reaching his ears.

Heavy and shiny.

Han Sifeng nodded heavily. His other hand was not idle as he picked up the milk glass and gulped it down in one breath, suppressing the indescribable sadness in his heart.

Han Sifeng drank too fast. Milk flowed out from the corner of his mouth. She withdrew her hand from Han Muyun and wiped it away from her lips.

Han Muyun and Han Sifeng had been together for all their lives, and would never leave each other, never forget.

An oath or a promise?

It was as if someone had said the same thing to her in her dreams.

Han Muyun suddenly reached out to grab Han Sifeng's wrist, his breathing quickened.

Her lips under the light were smooth and plump. The color of her cheeks was almost the same as the color of the milk on the corner of her lips. Her snow-white lips were so soft …

"You have milk on your lips." Han Muyun said in a low voice.

"I... "Mhmm …" Of course Han Sifeng knew, that was why she had to erase it!

However, the distinctive cold smell of a youth assaulted his senses.

Han Sifeng was slightly surprised, but before he could finish, Han Muyun's gentle lips touched the corner of her lips.

Her heart skipped a beat, and then she started to madly jump — he actually licked the milk from the corner of her lips …

His mind was in a turmoil, as if his lips were carrying electricity, causing Han Sifeng's nerves to be paralyzed for a moment.

Han Sifeng was dumbstruck for a few seconds. Then, he forcefully pushed him away, wiped his lips in a flurry, and stammered, "If you want …" "If you want some milk, I'll warm it up for you …"

Han Muyun's eyes darkened. He took another step forward and bent down, "What do you want to do this morning?"

"Ah?" What morning? " Han Sifeng was completely dumbfounded now as his heart beat like thunder as he glanced towards the door.

She felt that something wasn't right with Han Muyun, as expected …

He was still four and a half meters away from the door. How fast was he going to use it to avoid being caught by Han Muyun?

"Han Sifeng, look at me." When Han Muyun saw her guilty gaze slip towards the door, he knew she wanted to run, so he immediately reached out to pinch her chin. His dark eyes held a trace of a smile. "Why did you want to kiss me this morning?"

When did this happen? Her brain was not working well, and she felt like it was full of paste.

"I... Go to the bathroom... " Han Sifeng uneasily licked his lips. She was clearly an older sister, but the oppressive aura coming from Han Muyun made her feel very weak.

Han Muyun saw her pink tongue lick her lips, as if seducing him …

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and he took a sudden breath.

Han Sifeng widened his eyes, his already muddled brain becoming even more confused.

Seeing her innocent and lost eyes looking at him, Han Muyun groaned and reached out a hand to cover her eyes.

Han Sifeng's vision went blank, and he couldn't see his face. He could only feel his breath spreading out from his mouth and nose.

Han Muyun licked his lips that melted honey. The desire that had been suppressed within his body surged out. All he wanted to do was … A deeper sweet taste.

Not only did Han Sifeng's brain become muddled, his body also became strange, as if he was floating in the clouds, unable to find his center of gravity. He could only tightly grab onto his arm without being able to move at all.

"Feng, you love me, don't you?" Han Muyun's wet breath landed on her face, and his voice became even more hoarse.

"I... "Ugh …" Han Sifeng was about to say something, but the lips that were opened were immediately taken over by him and he was no longer able to say anything.

Sense of mind, instantly burst the embankment.

What ethics, what little brother …

Right now, his soul was in the clouds, watching his body fall.

Han Sifeng had always loved him!

From the moment he opened his eyes ten years ago, to ten years later, this feeling had gradually surpassed kinship. Even if he did not admit it, he had no choice but to face his own heart.

— The beating heart for him!