When I returned to the house, the air conditioner was still on. It didn't feel as comfortable as outside, but that's okay.

The new tea is very fragrant. The third brother knows how to make tea. He also put a bunch of things there to make tea. There is a lot of tea brewed in front of him, waiting for people to drink.

I don’t know why he is sitting around with nothing to do. But since he has tea and it’s none of my business, I naturally don’t care.

Brother Twelve is thinking about Feng Shui in some corner, and he is very immersed in it. Brian said he is a designer, but I think he is more like a Feng Shui master. But it has nothing to do with me, I don't care. I just sit quietly, that's enough.

Brian and Tracy Rice are making dumplings, Mingfeng is running in the yard, and Ran Hua seems to be missing.[

I watched quietly for a while and drank four or five small cups of tea. Suddenly I thought of a question and asked Brian:

"Brother, when you said you were going home, is this your home?"

Brian raised his head, wiped his nose with his sleeve, looked at me gently, and said, "Do you like it here?"

I blinked slowly, thought for a while, nodded, and said, "It's very comfortable, these people."

I felt like I couldn’t tell whether I liked it or not. After thinking about it again, I said,

"Brother, are you having a hard time? I am an adult and can take care of myself."

Brian wiped his flour-stained hands on his apron, walked over and stood in front of me, bent down and suddenly stopped, straightening up.

I asked: "What do you want to do?"

He said: "I originally wanted to kiss your forehead. I like it because it makes you feel comfortable. It's not hard, but I decided to forget it, so as not to give you another headache."

Oh, I remembered that one time he kissed me on the forehead and it gave me a headache, but he still remembered it.

I said: "You are very good to me."

The twelfth brother grabbed a lot of paper with lines in his hand, sat on the edge of the coffee table, took the tea from the third brother, ate it, and gave me another cup.

I wasn't thirsty, but I still took it and ate it. After a sip of tea, I could still eat it.

Brother Twelve said: "Don't you like that your brothers are all here? It feels warmer?"

Third brother looked up at me, and rice looked at me too.

I looked at them and said, "I can't explain it, I just think it's very comfortable."

It's quiet and comfortable, probably
Chapter completed!