"Nian'an?"

Mu Yiyan said, "My sister?"

"Yes, brother."

Mu Nian'an nodded, "You are drunk and you have sent a bowl of sobering soup in the kitchen. Can you drink some of it?

In this way, it will not be uncomfortable."

Mu Yiyan slowly let go of her hand.

He seemed to understand.

Mu Nianan pulled back his hand.

She ignored the redness and swelling on her wrists and then picked up the sobering soup.

"Brother, I'll feed you. You can take a few sips and swallow them, okay?"

As she said that, she had already scooped up a spoonful of sobering soup and fed it to his mouth.

Mu Yiyan opened his mouth.

However, the taste doesn't seem to be very good.

He frowned, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed the bowl of sobering soup.

Seeing this, Mu Nianan finally drank it and happily scooped up the second spoon.

But... Mu Yiyan turned his head: "No drink... what is this thing? It's so hard to drink... it's too hard to drink... it's so hard to drink... it's so hard to drink..." "You have another two sips."

Mu Nianan patiently coaxed him, "Just two, what do you think?"

"Take it away..." "Brother, you will feel very uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"Take it!"

The drunk Mu Yiyan still had the usual coldness and toughness, and his tone was very impatient, "Don't...don't let me drink it."

Mu Nianan had no choice but to let go.

Mu Yiyan turned over and there was no movement.

Mu Nianan looked at his back.

Is this... asleep?

Just when she didn't know whether she would continue to stay here or leave, Mu Yiyan suddenly became a god again.

He held the bed and sat up.

"elder brother."

Mu Nian'an said, "What's wrong with you?"

Mu Yiyan didn't speak for a long time and tried to get out of bed.

Mu Nianan quickly pressed him down: "You'd better lie on the bed. You can't even walk steadily. Where else do you want to go?"

"Trump bin...trash bin!"

Mu Nianan quickly brought it and placed it beside the bed.

Mu Yiyan's body was hanging by the bed, and he vomited in a trash can.

The strong smell of alcohol came to your nose.

It smells bad.

Mu Nian'an couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.

Mu Yiyan vomited for a long time.

Although Mu Nianan hated this smell very much, she still did not leave.

Taking advantage of this time, she went to the bathroom and took a clean towel and water.

When she came out, Mu Yiyan had already lie back on the bed.

She quickly covered the trash can, took it to the door, wiped his mouth with a towel, and handed him the water.

After vomiting, Mu Yiyan seemed to be a little more awake, not as strong as before.

He took the water, unscrewed the lid, rinsed his mouth, and leaned half against the bed.

Mu Nianan asked, "Brother, do you still drink sober soup?"

Mu Yiyan shook his head.

"You...you shouldn't take a shower tonight and wash up tomorrow."

She said, "Stay good rest first."

Mu Yiyan had a red face.

This is drunken red.

Very unnatural.

However, he looks a little more cute like this.

"Are you leaving?"

After a while, Mu Yiyan suddenly said, "You are Mu Nian'an, are you right?"

"It's me... who else would call you brother besides me?"

Mu Yiyan stared at her.

That look...is a bit cunning.

Mu Nianan was uncomfortable when he saw him: "Brother, don't look at me like this, you'd better take a rest first."

"sit."

Mu Yiyan said, his voice hoarse, "Don't rush to leave."

"You...have you sobered up?"

I vomited so much, probably, I've been awake a lot, right?

"Um."

Mu Nian'an sat down beside the bed with half belief and half doubt.

As soon as she sat down, her shoulders were suddenly pinched by Mu Yiyan.

His strength was a little heavy, and he squeezed half of her body and became numb.

"In the future, you must keep your eyes open and find someone who loves you very much."

Mu Yiyan looked at her, his eyes full of red blood, "Although... although, He Libin is also good."

Mu Nianan was stunned: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

"I can't protect you for the rest of my life, nor can I protect you for the rest of my life.

Sometimes, I can’t share the grievances and sadness you suffer for you.

I know, you won’t tell me..." "Brother..." Mu Yiyan continued to stare at her: "I am very afraid, you will be wronged, you will be afraid that you will have a bad life.

How can someone who cares so much about me, be bullied by others?

Yes or no?"

His fingertips gently brushed the corners of Mu Nian'an's eyes.

His hands are big and very warm.

The smell of wine permeated the room.

"Drunk, you're drunk."

Mu Nianan said in a panic, "Brother, you're drunk."

"Drunk?

How could I get drunk? How could I get drunk if I am so self-disciplined?"

Mu Yiyan said, "I am very sober, I understand what I am talking about."

"Brother... you are really drunk, don't show off any more."

As he said that, Mu Nianan shrank back, trying to avoid Mu Yiyan's touch.

Who knew that his hand slid down from the corner of her eyes, but fell directly on the back of her hand.

Mu Yiyan exerted force and directly held Mu Nian'an's hand firmly in the palm of his hand.

He said: "Actually, speaking of this, I think He Libin is a good person.

I've inquired..." She was stunned: "What?

Brother, you...have you also went to inquire about He Libin?"
To be continued...