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Lu Guiwan lowered his head and patiently untied the thread, and asked him, "Has anyone ever begged for this thing for you?"

Mu Qingyu shook his head.

Lu Guiwan joked: "Then I'll be the first one, come here and lower your head."

"Why is something so wrong." Mu Qingyu murmured, "Then what, Lu Guiwan, forget it, it's disgusting."

He froze on the spot and didn't recover, Lu Guiwan explained: "I saw it by the way when I came here, so I just asked for one."

Mu Qingyu refused to stretch his neck, Lu Guiwan really became irritable, he didn't know why he was angry: "Okay, you think I'm crazy, if you don't want me, just throw it away, I can't give it to others, I read your words when I begged Name, recognize the Lord."

He made a gesture to squeeze the thin piece of paper into a ball, Mu Qingyu hurriedly took his hand: "Hey, wait, I want it."

"I want it." He added, bowing his head obediently.

Lu Guiwan wrapped his arms around his shoulders and put it on for him, and smoothed out the wrinkles on the peace talisman. Mu Qingyu passively let him play with it. He suddenly remembered what his grandmother taught him when he was a child.

Before he differentiated, grandma thought he would become an O, so she always tried to instill all kinds of truths in him.

Among them, grandma said that in the future, she can't accept gifts from brothers she doesn't know.

Also, in her hometown, sending a red rope means that you belong to me and you are mine.

The red braided rope was a bit rough, and the rolled up edge pierced Mu Qingyu's neck, which was very uncomfortable, and he was also uncomfortable in his heart. He subconsciously felt that the relationship between himself and Lu Guiwan was too ambiguous, and it shouldn't happen to them.

Will it get out of control, will it be out of control?

But dependence, his dependence on Lu Guiwan made Mu Qingyu stiffen his body to suppress this sensitivity.Ping An Talisman is endowed with many meanings, and this is the first time someone has specially asked for a piece of luck for him.

When the eyes met, Mu Qingyu felt that his emotions were severely penetrated.

Lu Guiwan was too kind, he swore that he would definitely be good brothers with Lu Guiwan for the rest of his life.

The author has something to say: If you are really a good brother for a lifetime, I am afraid you will wash your face with tears every day in the future