Traveling with Indra

This apology was too sudden. Mingluo would not accept it even if she figured it out. Indra was just too responsible. It was obviously her own fault that she was caught.

"This is the second time I've been knocked down by that guy. I don't have a good memory." Her eyes revealed a bit of helplessness. She tiptoed to touch his head and stroked it twice. "You are very good, really very good. Don't blame yourself for this. You are the only one who trusts me so much. Even I don't trust myself so much."

Indra chose to cooperate without hesitation, without any doubt or confusion, without asking a single word, without showing a confused look. Even though she always had a bad taste in Indra's eyes, teasing him from time to time, she tolerated it all... no, it should be indulged.

Mingluo realized at this moment that Indra was too good to her. To be more shameless, she felt that he was on par with Asura, right?

It was not like this before. Indra was a very measured person, keeping a distance from others. The closest person to him was his younger brother Asura, but that was a closeness created by blood ties and thick skin.

[When did it change? ]

[It seems... since he came to see me...]

Indra was a little happy to be praised, but he felt embarrassed to be touched on the head. He felt the person in his arms was struggling, as if saying "let me go first".

"Don't move." Indra didn't want to let go now, so he let him wait a while.

Mingluo felt something was wrong. This didn't seem like guilt or self-blame at all, did it? "Indra, hey, Indra..."

"Woo." Indra put his chin on her shoulder and responded softly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Your neck... was almost pierced." Indra said calmly. He was really scared when Mingluo was tied up and the poisonous sting was against her throat.

Ming Luo was stunned when she heard this, her cheek pressed against his fluffy hair. This overly ambiguous posture made people very uncomfortable. This was very un-Indra.

He has always been handsome and elegant, with a unique charm in his every move. His years of quiet upbringing have made him rarely change his mood. Indra like now makes people feel soft-hearted and want to masturbate.

"I'm fine." Ming Luo was almost bleeding from the nose because of how cute it was. This feeling of being worried about by Leng Gao the cat was really... too scary.

Indra, who was attacking with the momentum, was enjoying the pleasure of sticking to his friend and did not notice that his younger brother, who was just a stone away, saw the scene here while being thrown high up.

The sunny boy was devastated on the spot, and felt as if his own brother had stolen his home.

It’s uncomfortable, so uncomfortable.

Woohoo! My brother confessed.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt anywhere?" The people around him stopped paying attention to him. Why did he suddenly start crying?

"Nothing." Ashura just shook his head. He no longer wanted to marry Mingluo, but first love is first love. Ever since he knew that his brother liked Mingluo, he wanted her to stand up a little and reject his brother at least once.

【I am such a bad brother. 】

Ashura was very conflicted, but it was an indisputable fact that Mingluo preferred playing with her brother. Moreover, her brother was very outstanding and quite popular with girls. Being rejected once was just a fantasy, right?

【I am such a bad brother. 】

"Asura?"

"I'm going to make it easier."

Asura jumped up and wanted to peek. He was curious about how his brother was in love, and he didn't know to what extent that always expressionless face would be shaken by Ming Luo?

The morning light fell through the cracks in the rocks onto the brother's cheek. The brother was still holding Mingluo tightly. The fair skin on his cheek was shining, his thick eyelashes were trembling slightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

【My brother is so happy. 】

"Indra, I actually have very strong defense."

Asura was confused when he heard Mingluo say this. What does it mean to have strong defense?

"Yes, here you go." Ming Luo pulled down the hand that was holding her wrist and stuffed a box of puffs into her mouth. "It's not hard to eat something sweet... well, then I won't think too much."

Indra looked at the small cake in the transparent box, and was watched expectantly by Mingluo. He made a water ball with one hand, washed his hands and ate one. The small puff skin was very crispy, and the pleasant snapping sound made people very hungry. The sweetness and softness of the filling filled the mouth, the silky cream stuck to the tongue, and the rich milk and vanilla flavors intertwined, making people unable to stop.

Asura in the dark was drooling with greed, screaming crazily in his heart: Ahhh, it looks so delicious! Brother is eating it all by himself!

Mingluo saw that Indra was eating happily, and smiled with her hands behind her back. She quietly moved to Indra's side, reached out and touched his ponytail with her fingers. Seeing that the person did not jump up, she raised her head and stroked Indra's head twice.

【Ahhh, I got it again! 】

"Huh?" Indra looked up in surprise and looked at Mingluo with confusion.

"Well...you're not sad, are you?" Ming Luo's eyes flickered away embarrassedly, and she spoke seriously again.

Ashura's ears pricked up. What do you mean, brother, you're not sad, right? Why is brother sad? Was he rejected too? But he didn't look like that.

Why can my brother ask for a hug when he is rejected?

And when I was rejected, I was slapped on the head twice?

Oh, by the way, my brother was also hit on the head twice just now.

Indra looked at Mingluo for a long while before nodding gently. Mingluo in front of him did not have the same mood, and if he said it out loud, it might alienate him.

"Don't take on everything yourself. It will be tiring." Mingluo handed him a bamboo tube of water containing honey and mint.

Indra lowered his eyelids and took a sip of water, gulping twice before speaking. "I didn't, it's you... that I want to protect."

"Um... ahem... well... thank you." Ming Luo's cheeks flushed. She felt like she had found something precious. It had been a long time since anyone had taken her seriously. She felt happy. "Indra... I'll make you something delicious when I wake up."

Mingluo felt warm in her chest. The feeling of being cherished was strange yet familiar. Finally, finally someone regarded her as an important person again.

Indra looked at her in the sunlight, with the corners of her mouth raised high. Her eyes were clear and bright, like a lake in the morning light. His eyes were sore from being able to see her joy at a glance.

He suppressed his bitter emotions and reached out to stroke Mingluo's head, but saw the oil stains on his fingers. He had no choice but to rub her cheek with the back of his hand: "Mingluo, you are very important. To me... you are as important as Ashura."

[Have you always been alone? ]

[Sorry, I didn’t notice this.]

Ming Luo felt the heat rising up, she couldn't bear it anymore and took two steps back, leaving a word and ran away. "I'm going back first."

Ahhhhh!

It’s my life! Help!