"You're the one who cut it..."

Is this a fight over a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs? Please, don’t cause a murder.

Mother Mo and Mo Zifei were dumbfounded.

"Uh 7e" Mo Hanya regretted it, "Both of you, shut up. If you keep arguing, you'll beat me to death and I won't bring you to my house anymore."

After her harsh words, the two brothers stopped talking, glared at each other hatefully, sat down in their original positions, and ignored each other.

This home was originally deserted, but with the presence of these two brothers, it was rare for it to become lively and lively, which was supposed to be a good thing, but Mo Hanya did not want this at all.

She looked at the two of them who were ignoring each other, and said apologetically to Mo's mother and Mo Zifei: "Mom, Zifei, I want to teach them two a 'political' lesson. You take your time." After she fell, she took the lead.

He stood up and looked at the two brothers with angry faces, "Both of you, follow me." He said with dignity and walked towards his bedroom unhurriedly.

The two brothers were brothers after all. They looked at each other hatefully and were silent for two seconds. Then they both stood up and followed her into her bedroom in tacit agreement.

"Close the door." Mo Hanya sat on a wooden chair by the window, looked at the two of them walking in, and ordered like a big sister.

Hey, at this time, the two brothers were very obedient, reaching out their hands at the same time and closing the door obediently.

"Don't stand around, find a place to sit down." Mo Hanya continued to say in a sisterly tone, with an absolutely unsmiling look on her face.

Although the two brothers had displeasure on their faces, they still obeyed and stepped forward at the same time, choosing to sit on her bed.

She looked at them, and suddenly there was a warm smile on her serious expression, and she said gently: "Fang Yu, Fang Wang, you just quarreled today, not fought, which is worthy of praise. You are making progress, I am very happy.

I see your progress."

"..."

"..."

The two brothers were stunned for a moment, as if they didn't expect that she would say such loving words so kindly.

Seeing that they had calmed down, the smile on Mo Hanya's face gradually widened, "I've finished speaking, do you want to say something?"

The two brothers were stunned again, looked at each other, and shook their heads in unison.

Mo Hanya stood up from the wooden chair with a smile, "Since there is nothing more to say, let's go out and finish the meal." After saying that, she walked up to them and held their hands, happily.

Get out of the bedroom.

This time, the two of them stopped quarreling, blended into the family atmosphere, and had dinner happily.

…

Since there was no extra room in Mo Hanya's home, Mo Hanya had to let the two brothers sleep in her bedroom at night, while she squeezed in with her mother.

The two brothers had never slept in the same bed since they were young. When they came to her house, thanks to her, they had no choice but to live together, even if they didn't want to.

Thinking of this unprecedented incident, both of them felt angry and funny. Late at night, they did not fall asleep either, sleeping in bed chatting for the first time.

"Eastern Desire..."

"Call me brother." Dongfang Yu closed his eyes and reminded with some displeasure.

"Haha, I got it." Dongfang Wang looked at the ceiling and smiled, "Brother, I like her more and more. No matter how I looked at her before, I thought she was ugly. No matter how I look at her now, I think she is so charming."

"..." Dongfang didn't want to say anything and closed his eyes in silence.

"Brother, what about you?" Dongfang Wang touched his arm, "Are you like me, falling in love with her more and more?"

Dongfang Yuan opened his eyes and looked at him impatiently, "Nonsense."

"Haha, I also guessed it was nonsense."

"Then you still ask?"

"I want to make sure. Hey, you said, dad will not kill her. After accepting her, which of our two brothers will marry her in the future?"

"Does that need to be said? I am the eldest brother, of course it is me. The younger brother can only stand aside and stay wherever it is cool." Dongfang Yu said confidently.

"Exactly." Hearing this, Dongfang Wang immediately frowned and pushed him away unconvinced. "I will definitely be the one to marry her in the future. I am the younger brother, and the older brother wants to take care of his younger brother."

"Who said that? You can give me other things, but I won't give you my wife."

"Oh, my good brother, what if you just give her to me?" Dongfang Wang asked coquettishly, "Give her to me, will you lose any flesh on your body?"

"I won't lose any flesh on my body, I'll just die."

"Wow, are you taking your words too seriously? There are so many fat and thin women in the world, why do you insist on having her to compete with my brother?"

"What else should I ask you? There are so many beautiful women in the world, why do you have to compete with your brother for them?"

"..." Dongfang Wang was speechless. His handsome face gradually became gloomy. After being silent for a while, he closed his eyes and said softly and affectionately: "Brother, I have always liked her in my life."

Dongfang Yu didn't answer immediately. He looked at his appearance, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while, then said three words in an inaudible voice, "Me too."

This night, they slept very late, but they slept very well. It seemed that they all had sweet dreams. When they fell asleep, the corners of their beautiful mouths, each with its own merits, were slightly raised. Presumably, they all dreamed of themselves and the one they liked.

The women are together.

…

On the outskirts of city A, there is an extremely expensive Feng Shui villa.

This night, in the luxurious bedroom with floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, the lights were always on, as if the owner of the room had not slept.

Yes, he didn't sleep, firstly because the wound on his shoulder hurt a little, and secondly because he was seriously thinking about a certain woman.

Who will kill Mo Hanya?

Dongfang Mi was thinking and wandering in front of the window. His tall figure was reflected on the curtains.

Finally, he called Wu Hao with a gloomy face, "Someone wants to kill Mo Hanya. There is probably a killer hidden in the villa. We must find it and ensure her safety."

"Yes." Wu Hao on the other end of the phone was definitely surprised when he heard the news.

…

The next morning, Mother Mo got up early and made breakfast.

Mo Hanya got up at eight o'clock, got dressed and walked out of the bedroom. She looked at the breakfast prepared by Mo's mother, then gently opened her bedroom door and walked in lightly.

She walked to the bedside and saw the two brothers who were still sleeping soundly. A warm smile quietly appeared on her face.

Originally, she wanted to come in and wake them up for breakfast, but seeing that they were still sleeping so soundly, she must have slept very late last night, so she couldn't bear to wake them up, and finally took the warmth with her

With a smile on his face, he walked out quietly.

"Hanya, why don't you ask them to come out for breakfast?" Mother Mo asked doubtfully while sitting at the dining table.

"They are still sleeping. They may have slept late last night. Let them sleep a little longer." She smiled.

Mo Zifei beside him was having a delicious breakfast. Hearing what she said, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He suddenly put down his bowl and chopsticks and returned to his bedroom unhappy.

"Zifei, what's wrong with you? Why don't you finish your meal?" Mo's mother looked at his unfinished meal and looked at his back and asked in confusion.

Mo Zifei didn't answer, walked into the bedroom and closed the door angrily.

"Hey, this kid's temper is getting weirder and weirder." Hearing the slamming of the door, Mo's mother complained angrily in a low voice.

Mo Hanya also felt this way. She looked in the direction of his bedroom, finished breakfast quickly, and walked towards his bedroom.

When she arrived at his bedroom door, she pushed it open as usual. Unexpectedly, the door was locked and she couldn't push it open.

Why did he lock the door?

Mo Hanya became confused, knocked on the door and asked: "Zifei, brother, why is the door closed? What are you doing? Can you open the door and let me in?"

Mo Zifei didn't say anything. After a while, he opened the door with a gloomy look, then lay down listlessly on the bed, not looking at her.

"What's going on?" Mo Hanya walked in, sat next to him, looked at his handsome face without a trace of a smile, and asked softly and worriedly.

"..." Mo Zifei still didn't speak. He seemed very annoyed and simply closed his eyes.

"Hey, Zi Fei, what's on your mind?" She became even more worried, reaching out her hand to push his waist lightly, "Tell me about it."

Mo Zifei suddenly opened his eyes, hugged her suddenly, and rested his head on her shoulder like a baby, "Sister...sister..."

"Why do you look like a child?" Mo Hanya touched his head and asked with an endearing smile.

"Sister, do you...love me?" He suddenly asked her hoarsely and softly.

Mo Hanya smiled, frowned, and nodded without hesitation, "Yes. You are my handsome baby brother. If my sister doesn't love you, who else will she love?"

"..." Mo Zifei fell silent.

He seemed to know that the love she was talking about was only the love between a sister and her brother, not the love between a man and a woman. At this moment, he was secretly sad.

"Zifei, you are hiding something in your heart, right?" Mo Hanya noticed something strange about him, patted his back and asked softly, "Are you really not willing to tell your sister?"

He shook his head gently, feeling depressed in his heart. How could he express the love between a man and a woman towards her as his sister?

"Zifei, please speak. Tell sister, what's going on?"

Mo Zifei's two hands reluctantly hugged her slender waist. After thinking for a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at her fair face, which was much prettier than before, "Sister, I was admitted to City T's beauty school.

It’s hospitalized.”

"Haha, is it true?" Mo Hanya smiled happily, raising her hand to pinch his handsome face with tender skin, "Well, this is a good thing, why do you still look so unhappy?

, making me worry?"
To be continued...