The wind blew under Huoyun's feet, and he walked quickly towards Yu Wuchen's residence.
"Feng Yunjin, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing Huo Yun looking a little anxious, Chu Xiumo asked aloud.
Huo Yun's eyes were complicated and he shook his head...
"fine!"
After putting down these two words, the figure disappeared.
"Brother, I seem to like her!"
Chu Yi Jingmo lowered her chin with her hand, looked at Huo Yun quietly, watched her leave in a hurry, and then spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xiumo's expression changed immediately, and he even looked at Chu Jingmo in disbelief, "Jingmo, what did you say?"
Chu Xiumo looked calm and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "Brother, you also find it strange, don't you? I feel strange too, but I don't know why, when I first saw her, I seemed to like her very much.
The way she looks...!"
Chu Xiumo stood up suddenly, making such big movements that Chu Jingmo looked at him sideways.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Xiumo's head was buzzing and he shook his head randomly, "No, it's okay...!"
Chu Xiumo couldn't figure it out. It was just the first time that Huo Yun and his brother met, so why did Jingmo say such things? What's more, Jingmo had been sleeping for several years.
"She, she is married and pregnant!"
Chu Xiumo stuttered and said.
When Chu Jingmo heard Chu Xiumo's words, she didn't have any extreme reaction. She still looked calm and nodded, "I know! Yun'er's belly is already very obvious! But this doesn't stop me from liking him.
!”
Like a young boy’s beautiful wish, he smiles happily and quietly.
Just now I heard Chu Jingmo calling Feng Yunjin 'Yun'er', and I was thinking that the title was so intimate when they just met. But now after hearing Chu Jingmo's words, Chu Xiumo felt everything was wrong. He was already a tragedy.
, but he can’t let his precious brother follow in his footsteps...
"Jingmo, have you slept for six years and your head is confused? Is she something you can like? You don't even think she's good-looking, but you just say you like her?"
Chu Xiumo put on his brother's airs and scolded.
Chu Jingmo raised her eyelids, neither annoyed nor angry, "Yun'er is very good-looking, even more beautiful than our mother and concubine...!"
Chu Jingmo was still a young man when he was in a coma. He had an impression that his mother-in-law was extremely beautiful. Now that he suddenly woke up and had never seen another woman, Huo Yun naturally contrasted with the mother-in-law in his impression.
Chu Xiumo really wanted to slap this kid into the ground, but he couldn't bear it...
This precious little brother!
"Brother, I like Yun'er not because she is beautiful, but because she feels very real!"
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"Feeling? You know how it feels. I don't allow you to like her...!"
Chu Xiumo scolded angrily, and his whole body was about to explode. His temper was already hot, but he had to suppress it when facing Chu Jingmo.
Chu Jingmo yawned and turned a blind eye to Chu Xiumo's anger.
"Brother, you don't have to be jealous. I know you are worried about me. Even if I like Yun'er, you are still in my heart!"
The young man said quietly and seriously.
Chu Xiumo almost wanted to vomit blood. He was going here and there...
He slapped his face on the wooden table, causing the bamboo leaves to rustle.
"She is your sister-in-law, you are not allowed to like...!"
Chu Xiumo yelled.
Only then did Chu Xiumo open his mouth slightly, his eyes full of surprise, "Brother, didn't you say that Yun'er is married? She's also pregnant. It turns out she's with you! But I don't look like it...~!"
Chu Xiumo's face turned green and red, and he was almost mad at this younger brother.
He was holding another breath in his chest and couldn't let it out, so this dead kid knew how to poke his scars.
"No, actually...! That...!"
Chu Xiumo stuttered and didn't know how to express himself.
"Brother, do you also like Yun'er and want her to be my sister-in-law? But it turns out that Yun'er fell in love with someone else. Even if you are caring, you don't allow me to like him!"
What an honest child, why don't you know how to save some face for your elder brother?
Chu Xiumo's expression was beyond expression.
The corners of his mouth twitched several times.
"In short, you are not allowed to like her!"
Chu Xiumo yelled and couldn't communicate with his younger brother. He turned around and went to find Huo Yun. He wanted to ask what kind of ecstasy soup this woman had given to the two brothers. It was fine that he was enchanted. What happened to his brother?
As soon as he woke up, he said he fell in love with her...
This is an abyss!
He would be fine with the tragedy, but he couldn't let Xiao Jingmo fall into it too.
Looking at Chu Xiumo's violent figure, Chu Jingmo sniffed and patted her face, "Brother, we can compete fairly!"
Chu Xiumo glared at Chu Jingmo angrily and walked away quickly.
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"Yu Wuchen, really, I felt it. It was the first time that that boy met me, and he just called me Yun'er. Could it be...!"
As soon as Chu Xiumo crossed the rockery, he heard Huo Yun's slightly lowered voice. He had no intention of eavesdropping. He was about to go out and argue with Huo Yun. This dead woman has provoked enough peach blossoms. Now,
He still wants to harm his precious little brother, no, no, absolutely not...
"Boss, you mean that Bei Mingchenye's soul is in this boy's body?"
As soon as Chu Xiumo stepped out, he heard Xiaofeng's excited squealing sound, and then he retracted his stepped foot.
His eyebrows are raised and his ears are raised?
What did he just hear?
"Xiao Feng, please keep your voice down!"
Huoyun said softly.
Xiaofeng nodded.
When Chu Xiumo heard this, he felt that Huo Yun and the others had a conspiracy, and it was related to his younger brother...
It's strange. His brother just woke up and he is totally different from Feng Yunjin. What does this mean?
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"Boss, tell me, what's going on? Who is that young man?"
Xiaofeng lowered his voice and said.
Although the voice was very low, Chu Xiumo could still hear it. He had walked through a small path and walked out of the fake cave, but in the end he heard these words...