The system from the beginning to the end has a helpless face: "......"

The new host is good at everything, but as soon as she meets something related to her brother, the bottom line of the rhythm will all fly!

It hadn't eaten dog food for thousands of years, and the next plane must abuse the host fiercely, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wake up.

The system that made up its mind coughed three times in a row: "Host! Host! Host! ”

Tang Mint didn't even want to pay attention to it.

"Host, don't blame me for being too talkative, the order of the three snaps can't be messed up, you died yourself before to make a three-snap, you try to die again? I'm a little pusher, do you want to try it? ”

Tang Mint: "......"

She finally came back to her senses from the joy that her brother also liked her, and asked in the sea of knowledge, "What is the little pusher?" ”

The system sneered: "I told you in the spirit of due diligence, anyway, the order of the three snaps must not be messed up, the first snap must be that you are going to be strong, if you roll the sheets with Mu Nanfeng now, I will immediately send you a small promoter." ”

Tang Mint remembered the fear of being dominated by the empathy skill in the previous plane, and then thought about the sadness of wanting to collect the fragments in three clicks, and finally calmed down completely.

In reality, she and Mu Nanfeng have already been fully clothed.

Tang Mint hurriedly pushed him: "Brother! Brother! ”

Mu Nanfeng propped up his arms from the girl, and his eyes were undercurrent.

"I ...... It's not appropriate for us to do that. Tang Mint swallowed his saliva: "Brother, will you wait until you get married?" ”

Mu Nanfeng looked at her heavily, for a long time, he closed his eyes, lay down sideways, and hugged her into his arms from behind: "Well, wait for marriage." ”

Tang Mint breathed a sigh of relief.

——

That night, after washing up and lying alone in the original owner's boudoir, Tang Mint began to regret it a little.

She has always known her brother's temper, even if it is just a fragment of the soul, but there are some things in his bones that will not change.

But now that it has developed like this, it is absolutely impossible not to leave the capital with Mu Nanfeng.

She only has three years, and after she goes to Mobei, what will happen to the blackening value? What about merit points?

She has always been awake, a plane is a plane, and reality is reality.

This time, maybe it's because of my brother's departure in reality, or maybe it's because my brother, who has liked her for a long time, suddenly said that he liked her.

Tang Mint was fascinated for a while, and at that moment, he really completely forgot about the existence of the mission.

But when I came back to my senses—

"What are you thinking?" There was suddenly an additional figure on the collapse, and Mu Nanfeng took advantage of the night to come in and take the girl into his arms.

He seemed to like the position of holding her from behind, and felt the tall girl embedded in his chest, and the whole person became soft.

Leaned over and licked and bit her earlobe, until Tang Mint turned to face him and called, "Brother." ”

Mu Nanfeng stopped and pecked her on the lip: "Huh? ”

"I don't want to go to Mobei at this time." Tang Mint's voice was a little low, and he was also a little cautious: "Brother, I still have some things to solve here, can you go first, and when I solve my own affairs, I will go to Mobei to find you." ”

Mu Nanfeng stared at her for a moment: "What's the matter?" I can help you. ”

"I want to figure it out myself." Tang Mint hugged his lean waist, a little coquettish: "Brother, don't ask, okay, in short, I will be very soon." ”

Mu Nanfeng raised her chin and looked at her: "Something to do with the emperor?" ”

Tang Mint bit his lip, not wanting to lie to him, so he nodded: "Yes." ”

Mu Nanfeng chuckled, and his voice slowly became colder: "I will leave for Mobei in advance, Xiaoyi is obedient, and we will go together when the time comes." ”

Don't make my brother angry—I don't know what I'm going to do.

He didn't care about Feng Shinian's identity as the honor of a country.

But he minded that Feng Shinian was a man who once had Mu Zhiyi.

If he had known that one day he would be possessive of his sister, he would definitely not have sent her to the palace in the first place.

The man's long and narrow eyes swelled with a yin owl, and the fingers clamping the girl's chin gradually became stronger: "Xiaoyi, don't think about him anymore." ”