The two came to a remote courtyard. Meng Yao put Su Baoer down and left.
Su Baoer wandered around curiously for a while. The courtyard was very tidy, but there were very few furnishings in the house. It could be seen that it was a newly purchased house that had not yet been decorated.
She walked to the back room and opened the room that Meng Yao said belonged to her.
The fragrance of gardenias wafted through the room. Su Baoer raised his eyes and saw that there were gardenias blooming on the vase on the table. The gardenias were in full bloom and there were a few drops of water flowing on them.
The gardenias were fresh. Did he prepare them specially for her because he knew she was coming?
Su Baoer's eyes slightly curved, and she opened the dressing table and wardrobe, which were filled with clothes and jewelry. These jewelry and clothes were exquisite and unique, and they were of a style she had never seen before.
So lovely.
Su Baoer took off one piece and changed out of his clothes.
The white and pink clothes are studded with pearls and embroidered with many cherry blossom patterns that Su Baoer likes.
The pearls on the collar make Su Baoer's fair skin look gentle and cute, and the pearls on the skirt will sway as she moves around.
As if Su Baoer had received a novel gift, she kept walking around the room, watching the pearls on her skirt swaying curiously.
"Abao, are you in there?" There was a knock on the door.
"Brother, just come in."
Su Baoer sat on the dressing table, disassembled the headdress that did not match her clothes, picked up the comb and planned to comb it again.
"Hiss~," The comb pulled through the hair and it hurt a little. Su Baoer frowned slightly, put down the comb and rubbed his hair.
"Brother, come here." The door opened and Meng Yao walked in, took the comb, and gently combed Su Baoer's soft hair.
His movements were gentle and careful, not sparing any strands of hair, which he combed smoothly. His hands gently stroked the hair, not as if he were treating the hair, but as if he were treating a lover, teasing it gently.
Su Baoer stared at the person in the mirror, lowered her eyes shyly, and couldn't help curling up her feet hidden under her skirt.
what to do? She seems to like her brother more?
She seemed to have no resistance to his gentleness.
But the elder brother is not her biological brother, nor is he her biological cousin. He will have other sisters, wives and daughters in the future, and anyone can snatch him away.
Only my cousin wouldn't do it, because she is my cousin.
Su Baoer was very aggrieved. Brother Ayao would eventually be snatched away by others, and he would treat others the same way he treated her.
"Which one do you like?"
Meng Yao's voice interrupted Su Baoer's random thoughts, and she raised her head to look at him nervously.
"What do you like?" Could it be that brother Ayao discovered what was in her mind.
Meng Yao chuckled and pointed at the jewelry box: "Jewelry."
"Everything is fine."
"Then my brother will help you choose."
Su Baoer breathed a sigh of relief and quietly looked at Meng Yao's movements in the mirror.
There was a gentle smile on his lips, and he kept putting the pearl jewelry on her head one by one.
After it was over, Su Baoer looked closer to the mirror. She had a headdress made of pearls and her clothes were also studded with pearls. She looked like the gentle and lovely princess of the Beng tribe in the storybook.
It's so beautiful. Su Baoer shook her head happily. She turned to look at Meng Yao, and put her head on his waist and rubbed it intimately.
Meng Yao's eyes were full of tenderness, looking at Su Baoer as if looking at a treasure that had been treasured for a long time, finally becoming more beautiful in his own hands.
His hand originally stretched out to Su Baoer, but stopped after seeing her movement.
He called out in a hoarse voice: "Abao."
"Brother Ayao, what's wrong?" Su Baoer hugged Meng Yao's waist tightly, looking at him alertly with her round eyes, as if she was afraid that he wouldn't let her hug him.
Meng Yao hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head and said nothing.
The corners of Su Baoer's mouth raised, and her happy eyes curved into a crescent shape. She buried herself in Meng Yao's waist, and her voice came from inside the clothes.
"Brother A-Yao, do you like A-Bao?"
Meng Yao said without hesitation: "I like it."
What if you don’t even like what you like? If he doesn't know what he wants, then his life has been in vain all these years.
"Hehe," Su Baoer smiled silly, and then asked: "Then will you always like A'Bao? Will you like A'Bao the most?"
Meng Yao knelt down and looked level with Su Bao'er. Looking into those clear eyes where only he was reflected, he answered patiently with a gentle smile, his voice very firm: "I have always liked her, and I will also like her the most."
His mother has passed away. Apart from the words he promised his mother and his hidden ambition, he seems to have nothing he wants and no one or thing he cares about.
But Abao was an accident. He accidentally saved her. She was innocent and cute and didn't care about his identity or clothes. She was even more intimate with him. But he accidentally thought she was his sister and wanted to protect her. Heart.
But even if he found out that she was not his sister, he still wanted to protect her and love her.
He wants to be a brother that she likes more than Jin Zixuan, maybe not just a brother.
