Chapter 48: What Should I Do If My Brother Loves Me Too Much? (48)
…… Who would knock on his door at such a late hour?
Without much hesitation, he reached for his computer and pushed his chair to his feet.
The fair-skinned slender fingers grasped the metal lock and gently unscrewed it-
A familiar and surprisingly delicately colored pretty face comes into view.
“…… Sister? ”
When there was no one around, the salutation jumped on his lips in surprise.
The young man was wearing a black pajamas, which was a little less formal and more lazy than the outfit at the dinner party.
The black hair on the top of his head was slightly messy, with a faint dampness, and those beautiful eyes were dazzling in the dark night.
The placket is tied at will, revealing the delicate collarbone with beautiful and smooth lines like jade, and the contrast between the black clothes and the crystal bone is strong and distinct, adding a touch of peach blossom charm to the young man for no reason.
Permission of the day, delicate, well-behaved, pure beauty, like angels.
The permission of the night, lazy, seductive, bewitching, like an angel with folded wings fallen.
My male pet is so good-looking.
Fenghua's eyes were careless, but he looked at him generously, and finally commented in his heart.
Sensing the girl's scorching admiration without a trace of blasphemy, she curled her lips slightly and asked in a low voice, "...... Is it good-looking? ”
In the soft voice, there is a hint of brilliance and a hint of charm.
"He's seducing me." Fenghua said to the system.
Didn't eat the noodles made by Her Majesty the Empress herself in the system of grieving: "......"
This is obviously proud, but I want to pretend to be serious.
#对方表示不想和你说话 and threw a Momoda at you#
This realization made Fenghua's lips ripple with a hint of interesting playful smile:
"It's pretty good, for the sake of me sending you 'this', it's okay to take a few more looks, right?"
As she spoke, she raised the tray in her hand.
On a silver tray with a rose twig pattern, a bowl of soup is rich and brightly colored, quietly exuding heat.
Xu Xu only glanced at it, and then lightly opened his lips without moving, and said a polite refusal: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of eating supper at night......"
"Bell ......"
Before the young man finished speaking, the classical Western clock hanging in the living room of Xu's house rang the bell at twelve o'clock.
The ancient ringing bells of medieval Europe were heard from far away from downstairs to the ears of the two.
The moment the bell rang, Fenghua said, "Happy birthday!" ”
Xu Xu suddenly stopped his voice, looked at the girl holding a bowl of noodles in front of him, with delicate and cold eyebrows and smiling eyes, and his expression suddenly became stunned.
…… It's been many years and no one has said happy birthday to him on this day.
When the young man was stunned, Fenghua took the opportunity to forcibly stuff the slightly heavy silver tray of roses into his hand-
That momentum is a bit like 'I have entrusted the country to you, don't hurry up and put away the gratitude'.
"Anyway, I sent the blessing and longevity noodles, whether you eat it or not. However, if you want to eat it, you should eat it while it is hot, and if it is cold, it will lose its own taste, and it will definitely not be delicious. If you don't eat it, then ...... Throw it away. ”
Fenghua shook the tray's slightly sour hand for a long time, said casually, raised his hand and yawned lazily, and wanted to turn around and walk back.
"Hmm, I'm so sleepy, go back to sleep......"
When he turned around, Fenghua heard the system prompt sound ringing in his ears:
[Ding!] Target character permission, +10 favorability, 20 strategy completion! ]