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Chapter 8

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    Qiu Jiyan has not yet reached puberty, and his voice is still full of childishness, but his arrogant and cold words are full of rebellion like an adolescent boy.

    The sadness on He Xiangning's face instantly increased a bit.

    Grandma hurriedly tried to smooth things over, whispering something to Qiu Jiyan, as if she wanted him to apologize to Xia Mu.

    But the boy whose head was taller than Xia Mu had a look of indifference and disdain on his face, showing no regrets at all about what he said.

    There happened to be a ray of sunshine shining on him outside the window. Under the short black hair, the handsome prince-like face seemed to be plated with golden lace. A pair of deep eyes looked intently, as if he was not looking at anyone.

    But Xia Mu, who had been staring at him carefully, knew that the eyes of the seemingly indifferent boy always fell on his stepmother inadvertently.

    He suddenly felt a sour feeling in his heart that made him want to cry.

    No matter what unpleasant words this boy said, it didn¡¯t matter, because I understood him and understood him.

    Because they are all children who have been separated from their biological mothers since childhood.

    No one understands that kind of suffering better than them.

    " Moreover, Qiu Jiyan really has a unique smell that even the children in Miaoxiang Town can't see.

    ¡°Probably because he was born into a noble family, well-informed, and fashionable in clothes. In Xia Mu¡¯s opinion, Qiu Jiyan¡¯s whole body had an indescribable cleanliness, neatness, and elegance.

    What is particularly special is that there is a cool but not offensive arrogance between his eyebrows.

    Looking at herself and Mu Lin, who were unattended due to her stepmother's illness and busy family, Xia Mu shrank back a pair of dirty cotton shoes with some embarrassment.

    "Mom, there isn't enough space at home. Let Jiyan and Muer sleep in the same room. I'll take Lin'er and squeeze in with you. I have something else I want to tell you."

    He Xiangning¡¯s eyes were wandering on his son who had been separated for four years, as if he didn¡¯t want to leave every minute and every second.  But she still had to try her best to be sensible. Mu Wenxuan went to the provincial capital to buy medicine for her. She had a lot to say to her mother about the past.

    What's more, my son from afar seems to be very resistant to me.

    After her stepmother fell ill, Xia Mu didn¡¯t cook the first dinner.

    When Qiu Jiyan's grandmother finished a table of food and called the children to the table, Xia Mu, who was always calm, couldn't help but sniff hard, while the little Mu Lin had already quickly grabbed a big chicken drumstick in his hand.  inside.

    Qiu Jiyan gave the dirty kid holding the chicken legs a cold look.

    Mu Lin saw the look in his eyes and stared back without fear, biting the chicken leg as if in protest.

    "Uneducated."

    Qiu Jiyan¡¯s voice was very low, but Xia Mu, who had been focusing on him, heard it clearly.

    He glanced at Qiu Jiyan, who was sitting in front of the table. The boy who was two years younger than him seemed to be older than him in appearance.

    But Xia Mu smiled in his heart. He knew that under the solemn face of this stern young man, he actually had a jealous heart with his half-brother.

    Grandma lovingly put another chicken leg into Xia Mu's bowl. Although this child, who was slightly two years older, stuttered, was thin, and silent, during the period when her daughter was sick, she was almost as busy as an adult.  All the housework, while also taking care of his naughty younger brother.

    Xia Mu immediately took off the chicken legs to Qiu Jiyan.

    "Brotherbrother, let's eat, he'she's young."

    Qiu Jiyan picked up the bowl and avoided it, "I don't want it. It's smaller than me. Hurry up and eat yours."

    "I want it! Brother, I want it too!"

    Mu Lin, who had already chewed off a chicken leg, screamed loudly when he saw the chicken leg stopped in mid-air.

    Qiu Jiyan glanced at him, stretched out his chopsticks, and pressed the chicken legs back into Xia Mu's bowl.

    "Are you going to eat it? If not, I'll throw it away!"

    "EatI'll eat!"

    night.

    Qiu Jiyan followed Xia Mu to his small room.

    There are two quilts on the double bed. The quilts were just changed by Xia Mu and they looked clean.

    "You rest have a rest, I I'll go get some water."

    Xia Mu brought Qiu Jiyan a basin of warm foot-washing water.

    "I don't know how to wash socks." Qiu Jiyan, who had washed his feet and was sitting on the edge of the bed, said calmly while looking at the two white socks on the side.

    "II givebsp; "Let's let's sleep on the same bed, okay?"

    Xia Mu felt her face heat up slightly after saying these words.

    Qiu Jiyan hesitated for a moment, looked at the hands that were slowly loosening their grip on him, and nodded.

    "OK."

    The feeling of two people huddled in the same bed is obviously much warmer than when sleeping alone.

    ¡°It¡¯s not cold to sleep like this, otherwise, let¡¯s just sleep like this from now on!¡±

    Qiu Jiyan yawned and said something seemingly casually.

    "Butit's okay,"

    Xia Mu found that her heart was beating hard for no reason.

    In order to avoid the peeing hole on one side, the two of them moved the quilt so that it was very close to the bed.

    But the space for two people is also smaller.

    He turned his back to Qiu Jiyan and clung to the bed. The small space allowed the boy to almost touch him.

    Xia Mu felt his calm and steady breath blowing by her ears, blowing onto her neck and behind her ears, making her feel hot and itchy.

    He didn¡¯t dare to move, but it felt like his heart was loaded with springs, rising up and down again.

    "What did you put on your body? It smells weird."

    Qiu Jiyan put his nose on the back of Xia Mu's neck and sniffed hard.

    "Nonothing."

    "Oh, go to sleep."

    Xia Mu said "hmm" and looked out the window. The moon tonight was big and round, as beautiful as a sweet dream.

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    Next chapter preview: If I get rid of my stutter, can you call me brother?

    Qiu Xiao Male God: No, no, no!

    Doubanjiang: Why, I am obviously two years older than you!

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    Doubanjiang:

    Qiu Xiao Male God: Inside, I heard that Danmei's novels are generally not all brothers on it?

    Doubanjiang, whose blood spurted straight to the sky: Excuse me, have you read a fake Danmei novel?

    Yes, this article is written in the same year, but the difference between the two of them is only two years, and Xia Xiaoshou has red lips and white teeth that are outrageous, while Qiu Xiaogong is mature and prudent and automatically increases his age by one, so on the surface, Shou is younger than Gong!

    I am Doubanjiang, a handsome and talented man. Welcome to everyone who reads this article, feel free to touch it!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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