There are more boys than girls. I am the granddaughter of the interstellar god.

He Zhiyu lived next door, so he came quickly.

The housekeeper robot took him to the backyard. He took a quick look and saw only a small vegetable patch in the corner where something was planted. From a distance, it looked like a field of weeds.

Ning Yi rolled up his sleeves, held a small plastic tray, and bent over to plant seeds in the field. When he saw someone coming, he stood up and pointed to the corner, "They are all planted over there, go pick them yourself."

He Zhiyu responded with an OK, but did not go over there and walked directly behind Luo Ning.

He Zhiyu felt that calling her Miss Luo all the time was too distant, so he followed the example of the Ye family and called her Ningyi. However, they were just ordinary partners at the moment, so it was not convenient to call her by her name, so he asked first, "Can I call you Ningyi?"

His voice is deep and magnetic, with the flavor of a mature man.

Luo Ning said as she scattered the seeds: "Whatever you want, anything is fine."

"Yes, Ningyi." He Zhiyu looked at her holding the plate, which seemed inconvenient, and asked again: "Do you need my help to get the basin?"

"Are you free today?" Luo Ning paused and glanced at him sideways.

"Not bad." He Zhiyu touched his nose, worried that she would think he was lazy and didn't take care of the factory's affairs, so he explained: "The food factory has been built, and I have instructed the production of the necessary equipment. It will probably be completed in the next two days."

"Oh." Luo Ning handed him the basin without hesitation. After all, he was the first to ask, so it would be convenient for someone to hold it. "Thank you."

"You're welcome." He Zhiyu just helped to hold the basin. As for sowing the seeds, Ning Yi had to do it. Seeds touched by a battle spirit master would not germinate.

The soil was a little slippery because water had just been sprinkled to moisten it. Luo Ningfang almost slipped, so she reminded him, "He Zhiyu, the ground is slippery. Be careful when you walk, don't fall."

"Well, it's okay. My shoes are non-slip." He Zhiyu followed Luo Ning closely and handed her the seeds tacitly.

Luo Ning took a look at the shoes on his feet. They were black snow boots. When he walked over, he left footprints on the ground. There were many teeth marks on them, which were indeed non-slip.

She was so busy looking at the people behind her that she didn't look at the road. As a result, she just reminded others to be careful, but she stepped into a puddle, her body was unbalanced, and her head tilted forward.

Luo Ning leaned to one side and took another step to stand firm.

But He Zhiyu was quick to grab her hand and pull her back.

Luo Ningyi was pulled by him and was about to lean forward, but she turned a corner and her right foot stepped on the puddle again, and ended up rushing straight towards He Zhiyu.

He Zhiyu was thrown down by her without warning, and a low and sexy groan escaped from between his lips and teeth. "Hmm~"

He was still holding the seed basin in his left hand, and his right hand was tightly clasping the girl's slender waist, intending to let her fall on him and let him serve as a human shield.

But as soon as Luo Ning was pressed on the waist by him, her originally raised lower back softened and her whole body pressed down uncontrollably.

Thus, the two unrelated lips stuck together, their noses touching, their breaths intertwined.

Luo Ning blinked her green eyes, her two small hands still resting on the other's hard pectoral muscles.

He Zhiyu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his Adam's apple rolled, feeling the two soft lumps on his chest and the sweet touch between his lips, and the big hand holding on to her slender waist unconsciously rubbed it twice.

Little did she know that he had hit Luo Ningyi's sensitive area. She originally wanted to stand up by supporting herself with his chest muscles, but after being touched like this, her whole body went limp and she fell down again.

The pink cherry lips just left the cool thin lips and pressed heavily on them again.

He Zhiyu's eyes dimmed, and he slightly opened his thin lips, holding the pinkness that had left and returned, and sucked it gently. His nose was filled with the unique fragrance of a young girl, which was extremely addictive.

Luo Ning wanted to get up, but her body was limp and she could only lie limply on the man. She wanted to open her mouth to scold him, but her lips were covered.

He Zhiyu's sleepy eyes, which were filled with desire, slowly closed. Seeing that the person on him did not refuse, he became bolder.

He put down the basin in his hand, and stroked her slender and sensitive waist with both hands. Slowly, he extended his tongue and pried open her pearly teeth...

I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or what, but He Zhiyu’s hands can always accurately touch Luo Ningyi’s sensitive points, and his kissing skills are also very proficient.

Luo Ningyi suddenly remembered that she had also called the old couple of the Ye family and He Honglin over. She hardened her heart and bit the tip of his tongue.

He Zhiyu felt pain and pulled back. Luo Ning quickly turned her face away, moved her lips away from his, and her breathing became heavy.

"Sorry, Ningyi..." His hand was still on her waist.

Luo Ningyi grabbed his arm and said softly, "Don't press your hand there..."

As soon as He Zhiyi returned to Alvi Star, he rushed to find Sister Luo, and ended up seeing this scene.

Isn’t the man who is hugging Sister Luo’s waist intimately his good brother?

He Zhiyi was so angry that another man came to snatch Sister Luo. He raised his voice and called him brother by his full name, "He Zhiyu, what are you doing?"

He didn't ask Sister Luo, but questioned his brother. No matter what, it must be his brother's fault.

Before He Zhiyu could speak, Luo Ningyi said, "He just fell down."

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was He Zhiyi, so she wouldn't be so socially dead.

He Zhiyu, lying on the ground, glanced leisurely at He Zhiyi at the door of the greenhouse, his eyes full of lingering lust.

He Zhiyi clenched his fists. He could clearly see He Zhiyu's unsatisfied eyes, Sister Luo's flushed face, and their lips that were glistening with water.

They definitely kissed just now.

Luo Ningyi said naturally: "He Zhiyi, come here and give me a hand."

She closed her eyes, her body still a little weak and unable to get up, so she asked He Zhiyi for help.

He Zhiyi's eyes lit up and he ran over eagerly.

He Zhiyu felt a little jealous when he saw her asking another man to pull her, even though the man was his brother.

He felt the stinging pain on his tongue, proving that they had indeed been entangled in each other's lips...

So, since they had already kissed each other, how could he let Zhiyi pull her?

So He Zhiyu put his arms around her waist and jumped up.

Luo Ning's body was limp, but He Zhiyu wasn't. He stood up while holding someone in his arms, without any pressure at all.

Luo Ningyi was held by the man's buttocks and held in front of him. The blush on her face deepened, and she shouted delicately: "What are you doing, put me down."

"Ningyi, let me carry you to change clothes." He Zhiyu did not let go and held her tightly.

He Zhiyi was furious, his deer eyes glowing with red fierceness, "He Zhiyu, didn't you hear that Sister Luo doesn't want you to hold her? Put her down quickly."

A wind screen was erected around He Zhiyu, and He Zhiyi couldn't get close to him at all.

He Zhiyi slapped the wind screen and even used the flame that he had just awakened, but it was useless. "He Zhiyu, let go of Sister Luo!"

"You have no respect for your elders. You don't even call me brother?" He Zhiyu's voice was thick, hoarse and deep.

"He Zhiyu, you bastard!" He Zhiyi still had a pure boyish voice.

Since Luo Ning couldn't break free, she simply let the man hold her, and naturally put her arms around his neck. Anyway, the two of them were kissing her, so why should she be afraid of him holding her?

Seeing that the person in his arms stopped struggling and hugged his neck and wrapped his legs around him, He Zhiyu was in a good mood and didn't bother with He Zhiyi, who hadn't even grown all his hair yet.

He held Luo Ningyi in his arms and walked steadily, even taking the time to tease, "Zhiyi, weren't you put in solitary confinement by your dad? Why did you get out?"

He Zhiyi was furious, "He Zhiyu, put Sister Luo down!"

When Fang Tongtong and Ye Bohai arrived, they happened to run into He Zhiyu holding Luo Ningyi and walking out of the greenhouse.