Du Ting's face was reddish and he laughed shyly. In the past, those people always scolded him and beat him, but Wen Chenyan was different. He always praised him and helped him fight. He always looked at him with appreciation.

There was firewood burning in the room, but the night wind leaked in and it was still a little cold.

Du Ting bravely hugs Shen Yan to keep warm. He realizes that the other party has no resistance at all. Instead, he hugs him back. Du Ting's heart beats like a drum.

In the early years, it was very popular in the coastal areas of the south, especially in the remote areas. If a man could not get a wife, he simply lived with a man. This is called "brothers".

Du Ting thinks that Wen Chenyan is his brother. He gently hugged the person in his arms and gradually fell asleep.

Gentle but can't sleep, she took a nap in the broken Temple all afternoon during the day, making the chicken all burnt, and now she is in high spirits.

A slight stab in the back.

Wenya looked back and saw the handsome big brother squatting beside her.

However, at night, I can't see my face clearly. I can't tell whether I'm handsome or not. It's frightening to see such a big black shadow behind me.

Gentle eyes wide open, scared to scream, but the mouth just opened, was a dry warm hand to cover.

"Shh -" Mingyuan said in a very low voice, "give me something to eat."

Wenya is not very happy in his heart. He clearly dislikes his own meat cake, and now he comes to ask for it.

She pursed her lips and whispered, "no more."

Mingyuan said in a low voice, "you have. I see it."

"That's breakfast for my brother," he said gently

Mingyuan squatted hard and lay down beside Wenya. But the place was too narrow. They were very crowded. He simply held Wenya to himself and said in a low voice, "just give me a little."

Wenya thinks it's comfortable to lie on this person. It's warmer and cleaner than the ground.

She was in a good mood and said, "I can give you something to eat, but you should hold me to sleep."

"Yes." Mingyuan is too hungry. Now he can agree to any conditions.

Wenya takes out the oil paper package from her arms. Because she just lies on Mingyuan's body, the meat cake is flattened, the oil seeps out, and the oil paper is dyed dark.

Little girl distressed, broke a little bit to Mingyuan mouth.

Mingyuan took one bite and chewed two. He waited for the next bite, but Wenya was wrapping it up again.

"No more?" Mingyuan road.

Gentle meat pain tunnel: "the rest to my brother."

Mingyuan was still hungry and said in a low voice, "give me a little more. It's just too little."

"No," she insisted

Mingyuan touched his body, touched the brooch on his chest and said, "I'll exchange the brooch with you. Tomorrow, you'll pawn the brooch. I don't know how many meat cakes you can buy."

Wenya thinks this is reliable, and finally gives a big piece to Mingyuan.

After eating, Mingyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. He also grabbed the gentle little paw and wiped it. He said, "don't rub the oil on me."

Wenya snorted, pulled up Mingyuan's woolen coat to cover himself, and closed his eyes to sleep. Hum, don't think she's dirty! If she didn't wait to get paid, who would have cared for him!

The next day.

As soon as Shen Yan wakes up, he finds his sister lying on Mingyuan's body and sleeping. He is scared out in cold sweat and quickly picks up his sister.