I flinched, not daring to look back, and intuitively felt a pair of eyes behind me almost burn through my body.

As soon as Ming'er heard Huo Quai's voice, she was shy, and she looked like she was fascinated by him and couldn't help herself.

She bowed her head shyly, so she didn't see the wonderful relationship between us. But after a while, no one spoke, she raised her head in a panic, and when she saw me quietly looking at her, she lowered her head with confidence.

"Brother, why don't you tell Miss Ming'er your name yourself!" I laughed and laughed, although Huo Quzhi's expression was calm and indifferent, the cold light in his eyes was hairy. Miserable! It seems that he is very angry! Thinking of the way he "physically punished" me made me unconsciously shrink again.

"In Xia Huo Yang, this is Huo Liu, the sister of the house." Huo Quzhi looked at the shy and timid Ming'er quietly, and pressed my shoulder with one hand, and I obviously felt my body tremble slightly.

Hey? Why did he change their names? I don't understand. It suddenly occurred to me that the willow... Yes, his name is Yang, and my name is Liu. The heavy pressure from my shoulders made me dare not twist the tiger's whiskers lightly, so I had to shut up obediently and cooperate with him.

"Miss Ming'er, it seems that you need to rest very much, so our brother and sister won't bother much." Huo Quzhi threw down a sentence.

After the words stopped, Huo Quzhi immediately picked up me who was not mentally prepared in front of Ming'er, and in my exclamation, he strode out of the wing room and walked away, leaving Ming'er alone in the face of the empty silence in the room.

In the moonlight, Huo Qubing jumped onto the roof with me in his arms, and a few light and swift ups and downs were already outside the city. After returning to the other hospital, Huo Quzhi carried me into the study and sat on the chair at the desk together.

"Say it! Why do you tell people that I'm your brother? His voice was soft and pleasant, but from his tightened arms leaked out of his hidden fire, and he was waiting for my explanation.

Although I couldn't see his expression, I could imagine that his always deep and exquisite eyes must have condensed the haze storm before the mountain rain was about to come.

With my eyes fixed on the desk in front of me, I kept trying to muster enough courage to face him. But trapped between the table and his tall and majestic body, with its back to him, sat on his lap, between his arms.

With his strong and broad body in the back and solid log bookcase in front, my voice naturally weakened a little, and I couldn't grow at all.

"Huh?" His voice was still soft, but his arms were stronger.

"Go sick, I... I'm just teasing her. I broke out in a cold sweat, cleared my throat, and plucked up courage: "I think she seems to like you very much..."

"Oh!" His tone was still so soft, as if he was waiting for my next step.

"I thought it was funny to see other girls like you, so I followed her words and said that you are my brother..."

"You're such a stupid person, can't you see that girl's martial arts are taught by a master, and her clothes and conversation are not ordinary official women at all?"

"Huh?" I was surprised.

"Lan'er, I just want to be with you, but now my marriage is related to the interests of the family, and it is in the hands of His Majesty. At this juncture, don't make more trouble.