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Han Sifeng glared at Han Muyun and walked into the living room angrily, then sat down on the sofa and gritted his teeth, feeling displeased.

She had eaten something with Xiao Yin on the way back, but her former male god was sitting at the table today …

At least let her take a few more glances.

Just like the jewelry shops that couldn't afford to buy jewelry, they could only enjoy a few looks.

In particular, Qin Yao was wearing Han Muyun's pajamas. Due to the width of his back, his pajamas were a bit tight, so he could clearly see the lines on his chest …

Although Han Sifeng knew not to look unless it was etiquette, he still uncontrollably shifted his gaze towards Li Feiyu.

From this perspective, Han Muyun had his back facing her and Qin Yao was sitting across from him. Han Sifeng happened to see his elegant appearance.

Han Muyun suddenly turned around and caught Han Sifeng's furtive gaze.

"Han Sifeng, isn't the TV good?" Han Mu Yun Yang raised an eyebrow and asked.

Every time he yelled out Han Sifeng's full name, it meant that they were going to fight.

"Also …" "You can still …" In embarrassment, Han Sifeng shifted his gaze to the television screen. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Qin Yao trying his best to resist the alluring smile on his handsome face. His heartbeat quickened once more.

"Go back to your room and read your books!" Han Muyun walked over and turned off the TV, looking at the blushing Han Sifeng as he spoke.

The hateful Han Muyun! Did she have a grudge against him in her previous life?

Han Sifeng clenched his teeth and stared at him. Finally, he gave in under his cold gaze and unhappily said, "Got it."

"Damn, I almost lost my appetite." Han Muyun said in annoyance.

Han Sifeng clenched his fists. When he thought of Qin Yao, he immediately took a deep breath and repeatedly said to himself, "Calm down, calm down. You can't ruin your image just because of that kid."

Even though he already had quite a bit of image...

Having been rushed back to his room, Han Sifeng lay sulkily on his bed as he began to draw Qin Yao's appearance on a piece of paper.

He started drawing and drawing, and it became more and more unrecognizable …

She tilted her head to take a look. It was weird, why did she draw such a wretched picture?

After pondering for a long time, he finally understood — the painting he drew didn't resemble Qin Yao, but rather Han Muyun!

No wonder it looked so annoying!

Han Sifeng ferociously poked the portrait. Die! Die! This fellow that wasn't loved by his sister and brother at all!

Tired from all the work, Han Sifeng opened the door and saw the two of them still eating, but there were two additional white wine bottles on the table.

Seeing this, Han Sifeng was shocked. Han Muyun drank his father's treasured good wine, he was dead for sure!

Just as Han Sifeng was about to go over and say a few words, he suddenly noticed a trace of sadness in Qin Yao's eyes.

He kept drinking and trying to smile, but the sadness in his eyes only grew stronger.

"I don't understand …" "I don't understand a woman's heart …" Qin Yao said in a slurred voice. He was already drunk.

Han Sifeng quickly retreated back into the room, leaving the door ajar as he listened in on the conversation outside.

"Don't even think about it …" Han Muyun's voice could be heard. He didn't seem to have drank too much, so he spoke very clearly.

Han Sifeng was relieved. If Han Muyun was also drunk, then she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

"What would you do?" Qin Yao seemed to drink another mouthful of wine as he suddenly laughed loudly, "That's right …" You're not me... You're not the same... Your simple image... Bai Kaishui... "You saw it clearly at a glance …"

"Don't talk about me," Han Muyun's muffled voice could be heard, "I'm not much better than you … "So tired …"

"Yes …" Happiness... "You can do it every day …"

"Hmph, you would know if it was you." Han Muyun interrupted Qin Yao as he spoke with disdain.

So what if they were together every day?

This torment was even more unbearable.

"You, are you willing to trade?" Qin Yao bitterly laughed and asked in a mocking tone.

"You're drunk, stop drinking …" Han Muyun's face suddenly darkened. Although it was just a joke, he didn't allow his good brothers to speak carelessly like this.

Han Sifeng quietly closed the door, and the sound outside was immediately cut off.

The first sentence that lingered in her mind was — I don't understand a woman's heart.

His usually slow head suddenly lit up. From the looks of it, he should be … Lost love?

Or had he gotten into a fight with that childhood sweetheart of his?

Then, she still had a chance?

No, no, how could she take advantage of him!

Although she used to secretly love him, she didn't want to see his current sad appearance.

And it could just be a conflict, just like how she and Han Muyun often quarrelled.

Knowing that Qin Yao had fallen in love, Han Sifeng couldn't describe the feelings in his heart. He wasn't as happy as he had expected. Instead, he was hoping to see Qin Yao's bright smile.

Perhaps … Time really cured her feelings...

The love of the past had already passed. Even if he would still have the impulse to see the male god of the past, it was no longer the pure love and admiration of the past …

As Han Si Feng was lost in his thoughts, the bedroom door was pushed open by Han Mu Yun.

"Boil some Tremella Pear Soup or something, hurry up."

Han Muyun immediately turned around and left after saying these words to the dazed Han Si Feng.

As long as Han Muyun wasn't drunk, everything was fine.

The table was a mess. Two bottles of white wine and half a bottle of brandy were gone.

This time, father will definitely scold Han Muyun when he comes back.

As for Qin Yao, he leaned against the table with a very uncomfortable look on his face.

"Stop looking, go cook your soup!" Han Muyun raised an eyebrow and helped Qin Yao onto the sofa. He then turned around and shouted, "Get me a towel!"

Alas, he really knew how to order people around! He asked her to make soup and to bring a towel.

It would have been great if she could use the Body Dividing Technique.

However, since it was on Qin Yao's account, they didn't want to bother with him anymore.

Han Sifeng hastily ran to the bathroom, grabbed a wet towel, and walked to Han Muyun's side. He was frowning as he spoke to Qin Yao.

"Wipe his face." Han Muyun turned his head and said.

"Me?" Han Sifeng felt a bit embarrassed.

Although she had once liked Qin Yao, she had never thought of coming into such close contact with him.

"Hurry up, it's filthy to death!" Even though they were good brothers, Han Muyun couldn't stand seeing him puke all over himself, let alone helping Qin Yao clean up the mess.

"Don't be so fierce …" Han Sifeng mumbled. This clean freak would definitely order her around.

As he carefully wiped Qin Yao's drunk face with a towel, the towel began to slowly move away from his bronzed skin. Han Sifeng wasn't as excited as he thought he would be, even though … Qin Yao was extremely handsome.

Xiao Yin had once said that the things that he wanted would mostly deteriorate over time.

As expected … Her heart was no longer the same.

Qin Yao's breath was extremely hot as he blew on Han Sifeng's hands.

Han Sifeng was looking at the frowning Qin Yao from such a close distance. He had long eyelashes and his lips were half-open, looking like a delicious peach. He really wanted to take a bite out of it.

Ah, did puberty really just want someone to hug and kiss?

He seemed to understand Han Muyun's thoughts …

"What are you doing?" Han Muyun's cold voice pulled Han Sifeng's wandering soul back.

He grabbed the towel in his sister's hand and pushed her away. "Pour a cup of water."

I can't take it anymore, it's like I've never seen a man before!

Han Sifeng reluctantly looked at the nearby Qin Yao.

Han Muyun was too despicable! Wasn't it because of him that he didn't have the chance to come into contact with a man?!

Han Muyun seemed to know what Han Sifeng was thinking. He slightly squinted his eyes and looked at his elder sister, "Don't make me angry!"

"Right away!" Han Sifeng immediately ran over to pour him some water. With a smile on his face, he cursed him in his heart.

Seriously, with a little brother like him who was a burden to her, she wouldn't be able to have a good relationship in her entire life.

"Move away!" Han Muyun took the water. Seeing that Han Sifeng was still standing to the side and eyeing Qin Yao, his heroic eyebrows furrowed. "You're not needed here, do you hear me?"

Han Sifeng gulped. Although their relationship wasn't as good as it used to be, it was rare to get a chance to see a handsome guy.

On the other hand, Han Muyun clearly didn't want to be a beauty like an adult, so she looked at him more as if he was cutting off flesh.

Han Sifeng placed the bowl of soup on the tea table. Han Muyun and Qin Yao had already left for the restroom. Not long after, they came out.

Qin Yao seemed to be in a very bad mood. He covered his mouth and didn't say a word.

Han Muyun was quite considerate this time as he helped Ye Zichen sit on the sofa and brought the soup to Ye Zichen's mouth.

Han Sifeng looked at the two of them enviously.

Why was it that even though Han Muyun treated Qin Yao so tenderly, he treated her so fiercely? It wasn't fair at all.

However, the two men were flirting with each other. No matter how she looked at them, they felt weird.

Mm, there's a kind of … The scene was too beautiful for her to bear to look at.

However, Han Muyun wasn't born to serve someone. He had spilled wine and soup all over Qin Yao, yet he still hadn't been able to successfully feed him a single mouthful.

Han Sifeng stood at the side, trying his best to hold back his laughter as he looked at him flustered and comical.

Poor Qin Yao. Other than the fact that there was no soup in his mouth, his entire body was filled with pear soup.

"What are you looking at!?" "Come here."

Han Muyun finally gave up.

He was also covered in Riko Tang as he angrily handed the bowl to Han Sifeng and said, "Another bowl."

Han Sifeng couldn't hold it in any longer. He looked at the bowl of soup in Han Muyun's hand and laughed out loud.

"Don't laugh!"

"Haha …" Sorry... I Really... I can't hold it in anymore … " Han Sifeng hurriedly turned around and covered his stomach, shaking with laughter. "But …" Xiao Yun is too cute... "Haha …"

Yeah, Han Muyun hadn't been so cute in a long time.

He was like a child playing house, clumsy and trying very hard to do something he wasn't good at.

Hmm, it was very difficult for Han Muyun to have something he wasn't good at, other than serving people.

"You …" Han Muyun was already in a sorry state, and was about to be mocked by her.

"Let me do it." With great difficulty, Han Sifeng managed to hold back his laughter. He walked over to the side of the sofa and half kneeled down. He blew the soup out of his spoon and placed it into Qin Yao's mouth.

Han Muyun, who was half-supporting Qin Yao, looked at Han Sifeng with uncertainty.

When she was taking care of someone, she had a tender and moving look on her face that was about to spill out.

Han Muyun suddenly felt a bit unhappy, because she was also so gentle to others.

"That's what you feed me when I'm drunk." Han Muyun suppressed his displeasure and asked.

"Yeah, it's very troublesome. Don't get drunk in the future." Han Sifeng shot him a glance before shifting his gaze back to Qin Yao's face, focusing on feeding him some soup.

"I thought that was all you were going to do." Han Muyun's expression was dark, and he was very unhappy about the gentleness that Han Sifeng unintentionally revealed at this moment.

"Qi Yuan …" Qin Yao suddenly shouted in a low voice.