Mistress Her Brother [Transmigration Book]

Nie Ziye suddenly realized something, he couldn't help clenching his fingers, his breathing became short of breath, his chest trembled slightly, and a heart almost burst out of his throat.

He tried his best to keep the corners of his mouth from rising too much, but the joy in his eyes hadn't completely subsided.

It's a pity that in the eyes of others, his happiness was due to the fact that the fishbone in his niece's throat was finally solved, and he didn't think of other aspects.

Song Mo found that he had already walked up to this person, but the other person still didn't say anything, just stared at him blankly, he had to remind him: "Thank you, my wallet."

Nie Ziye was still holding his wallet in his hand, and the entire wallet was slightly deformed.

Song Mo glanced at it distressedly. Although the wallet is only artificial leather and the price is not expensive, it still contains a photo of someone... 90.00% of the photo is also deformed.

He quite liked that photo, it was different from those posters, magazine photos, street photos, airport photos, etc. that were circulated on the Internet. .

Song Mo wasn't worried that the deity would see it, because the Nie Ziye in his impression could be described as a gentleman, and occasionally he looked more decent than him.

Nie Ziye: "..."

He paused for a moment before finally realizing what he had done to other people's wallets. He hurriedly smoothed out the folds of the wallet in his hand, and handed it back to Song Mo: "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Song Mo took his wallet, stuffed the coins back, and looked at him with a teasing smile, "Isn't it just a fishbone stuck, it makes you nervous, Zhuang Zhuang is not so delicate."

"Yeah." Nie Ziye simply didn't explain.

As soon as they finished talking, Zhou Qian turned to them and said, "Please take care of Zhuang Zhuang for me. I'll go to the waiter so that he doesn't have to bother to find vinegar for me."

After Zhuang Zhuang coughed out the fishbone, he was fine, and the little girl returned to her usual lively appearance, lying on the side of the long table like a calf looking for something to do.The table was only a little shorter than she was, and she had to tiptoe to reach it.

That piece of fried fish just now was accidentally stuffed into her mouth by her.

Song Mo hurriedly stepped forward and carried her away from the table, and seriously taught Zhuang Zhuang: "Tell brother what you want to eat directly, don't act alone, lest you get caught by fishbone again, you know?"

"Understood." Zhuang Zhuang agreed to him in a childish voice, rolled his eyes, stretched out his short arm, pointed to the table and said, "Brother Xiao Mo, I want to eat that green thing."

Seeing that he was holding Zhuang Zhuang in both hands, Nie Ziye simply rolled up his sleeves and took a clean plate and buffet tongs from the table: "Which one is green, broccoli?"

Zhuang Zhuang shook his head, and crooked his fingers again: "It's that one, curly."

"Spinach roll?" Nie Ziye had a weird expression on his face, "Don't you like eating vegetables?"

"I want that!" Zhuang Zhuang raised his voice a little, fearing that his uncle wouldn't pinch her, and twisted his body anxiously.

Because brother Xiaomo said that eating more vegetables can help you lose weight, she is now the fattest one in the family, and her uncle always teased her for being "very strong", so she began to worry about her figure at a young age.

"All right, all right, I'll get it for you. Don't move around, be careful that Xiao Mo won't be able to hold you steady." Nie Ziye picked up a spinach roll and put it on the plate, "Is there anything else?"

Zhuang Zhuang shook her head again, and this time she twisted her body again, wanting to come down and eat by herself.

Song Mo put her down and patted her head: "Eat slowly, chew it up before swallowing, you suffered a small throat injury just now, and it still hurts when you eat now, so you have to take your time, you know?" ?”

Zhuang Zhuang raised his head and said "yes" obediently.

Nie Ziye stared at him from the sidelines: "When did the relationship between you two become so good? It's almost surpassing my uncle."

"Really?" Song Mo looked at Zhuang Zhuang who was eating with his head down, "Isn't it the same as before?"

"That depends on how long ago, you used to be very patient with me, but now you don't even give me a look." Nie Ziye said sourly.

Probably because the vinegar smell was too obvious, Song Mo couldn't help but glance at him sideways: "You think too much."

He never showed any impatience in front of Nie Ziye. Those who really experienced this side of him, such as Jiguantou and Gongchangzhang, never mentioned it, and they were full of shock in retrospect.

Song Mo wanted to explain one more thing, but he looked back in this direction. He saw a girl standing in front of Bai Fangchen, lowering her head slightly, saying something shyly.Bai Fangchen's expression perfectly interpreted what impatience is.

Song Mo looked at it, and felt that there was something wrong: "...Did you meet that woman somewhere?"

Nie Ziye followed his gaze: "That's my second uncle's daughter, my cousin, Nie Yirou."

They even greeted each other when they first entered the venue, but Song Mo couldn't remember her name when they turned around.

Song Mo: "...I think my sister's hair is a little green."

Song Xing did not attend this reception. First, she was not interested in these gatherings. Second, during the winter vacation, she had to catch up on another major with a double degree. The time was less than the water in a sponge.

"Don't worry, Ah Chen will never change his mind." Nie Ziye said affirmatively.

Affected by the family environment and the personality developed since childhood, as long as Bai Fangchen falls in love with someone, it will not change even until the end of his life.Sometimes Nie Ziye has a headache because of his broken personality, because he is a good friend, he can't imagine if the person Bai Fangchen likes breaks up with him, or doesn't like him anymore, it will be a big blow to him.

This is why he persuaded Song Xing not to give up on Bai Fangchen. For ordinary people, this is just a relationship, but for Bai Fangchen, this may be a lifetime.

Song Mo had read the original work, and he could understand what Nie Ziye said, so he couldn't help feeling sorry for it.

"Hey, someone like Bai Fangchen probably fits the phrase 'A male supporting role is for love'." He was really popular, and his charm even surpassed that of the leading actor.

There was Cheng Lu in the front, Nie Yirou in the back, one was the villain, and the other was the villain's daughter... Fortunately, Bai Fangchen didn't have a collection habit.

Song Mo had just finished speaking, but unexpectedly, Nie Ziye's cousin came over with another girl and slapped him in the face.

Compared with the shy and timid Nie Yirou, her best friend seemed more innocent and cheerful. She walked over with Nie Yirou's arm, greeted Nie Ziye and Song Mo generously, and then showed her love for Zhuang Zhuang , tease her with Nie Yirou.

Zhuang Zhuang didn't want to talk to them at first, but one of them was a relative or an elder, so she had to say hello to him.As soon as they started talking, Nie Yirou asked her: "Zhuang Zhuang, do you like sister-in-law?"

Zhuang Zhuang glanced at her, said "hate" in his heart, but politely said "like" on the surface.

Brother Xiaomo taught her, before offending someone, first see if he can offend him.If you can't offend him, coax him first, and then try to find a way to get back the place.

Nie Yirou showed a happy smile, and continued to ask: "Then do you like the sister next to you?" When she spoke, that best friend also looked forward to it.

Zhuang Zhuang was told "It's okay" to go out again, and his best friend couldn't help it, and squeezed Nie Yirou's arm hard, Nie Yirou continued with a smile: "She likes you very much, why don't you let her live in the future?" In your house, I can be your little aunt."

Zhuang Zhuang looked confused, and after Nie Yirou finished speaking, his eyes turned between Nie Ziye and his best friend, covering his mouth and smiling, while her best friend was shy and patted her: "Yirou, how can you Say that in front of other people!"

"Lili, I was just joking." Nie Yirou said in a soft voice, "Cousin won't mind, right?"

"mind."

The two girls didn't expect Nie Ziye to say that at all, and they were all stunned.

"Please don't say such misleading words in the future. I have my own heart, and I don't want to joke with you, and I don't like being kidnapped by others on my own behalf." Nie Ziye had a cold face, His face was really cold, and his aura was so overwhelming that people dared not look him in the eyes.

Nie Yirou and Lili's face turned pale in an instant, embarrassed and frightened, he hesitated and didn't know what he said, and then the two fled here quickly, supporting each other.

The time of coming and the time of going are simply two expressions.

"...Just now I wanted to say that you are not as attractive as Bai Fangchen, but immediately a girl asked to become a strong little aunt." Song Mo blinked, the scene just now was really breathtaking, he didn't expect that some people would actually Even children dare to use it.

"If possible, I don't want this kind of 'charm'." Nie Ziye's face was still cold, and only when he looked at Song Mo did his eyes regain a little warmth, "As I said before, I have my own heart , I only want to get a response from one person, other people are not in my consideration."

Stared at by those deep and affectionate eyes, Song Mo suddenly had the illusion of difficulty breathing, and his heart beat wildly: "The person you are talking about is..."

"It's you." Nie Ziye lowered his voice enough for both of them to hear, and he admitted straightforwardly, "I like you."

"..." Song Mo opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

He felt dizzy in his head and almost lost his footing.

Then he realized that it was not an illusion, because the corner of his coat was pulled by Zhuang Zhuang, she pointed to her clean dinner plate: "Brother Xiao Mo, I want more."

Song Mo: "..."

Nie Ziye: "..."

"Zhuang Zhuang, didn't you say you want to lose weight? How much did you eat tonight?" Nie Ziye couldn't help but squat down and looked at the little girl.

Zhuang Zhuang smacked his mouth, his big eyes were full of grievances, as if to say: I'm still hungry.

Song Mo said softly: "If she wants to eat, let her eat it. Children eat a lot and consume it quickly. When she loses weight, she will lose weight naturally."

Although there were some incomprehensible parts, the little girl knew that she was allowed to continue eating, she immediately gave Song Mo a big smile, then turned her head and made a face at her uncle—this is why Zhuang Zhuang Showing the reason for being closer to Song Mo, her little aunt had already doted on her before she even passed the door.

Fortunately, Zhuang Zhuang's mother came back at this time. Zhou Qian immediately stopped her from eating after hearing that she had eaten two spinach rolls, a piece of mousse, an fried egg, and a pudding.

Nie Ziye finally got rid of this little tail with his own mother. He held Song Mo's wrist under his sleeve: "Why don't we find a place to continue talking about the topic just now?"

"Say... say what?" Song Mo managed to calm down a little when Zhou Qian came back, but now his mind was muddled again, and he followed Nie Ziye to an inconspicuous corner unconsciously.

It was rare for Nie Ziye to see such a youthful reaction from him, it was not an act of faking, but an expression that was entirely because of him.

He chuckled: "Don't say it, you can do it."

Song Mo almost couldn't find his voice, his expression was in a trance: "...to do?"

it's here?with him?How to do?

Song Mo's head was full of questions, but before he could ask, Nie Ziye had already approached him, put one hand on his shoulder, gently lifted his chin with the other, lowered his head slightly, and pressed against his lips.

In the next second, like fireworks exploding, all the questions hovering in his mind were shattered, leaving only a blank, but all the senses were so clear.

The touch on the lips, the scent of cologne on the other party's body when breathing, the sound of the other party's shallow breathing and the beating sound of his own heart.

Kissing is an amazing thing.

For so many years in the past, Song Mo only saw it in the movies and on TV, and said that the taste of kissing was incredible. He had never experienced it himself, and it was only an exaggerated description.But when he actually experienced it, he discovered that... this kind of intimacy and lingering, sweet and warm feeling is indeed very addictive.

Nie Ziye's kissing skills are actually very average, and Song Mo's is even more immature. The two of them stumbled and stumbled for a long time before they finally formed a cooperation, and then it got out of hand.

It wasn't until Song Mo's tongue went numb from the kiss that he pushed Nie Ziye away, panting slightly: "Enough...enough."

"Not enough." Nie Ziye's voice was unbearably hoarse, but he looked extremely provocative, "Because it's you, it's not enough."

Song Mo's ears were flushed, and his heart was surging at this moment. Although his brain and chest were full and he had no time to think, his body's instinctive reaction made him feel better than ever, even the air was sweet.

Well, he thought, he probably also likes Nie Ziye.

As a result, when Song Mo was about to respond to the other party, Song Mo raised his eyes and saw Nie Ziye's expression, and couldn't help laughing.

Because the expression on Nie Ziye's face after saying "Nothing is enough" is exactly the same as when Nie Zhuangzhuang said "I'm still hungry".

These two are indeed uncles and nephews, their aggrieved expressions are equally attractive.

With such an interruption, most of the good atmosphere was destroyed, and Nie Ziye couldn't continue, so he could only sigh and signaled Song Mo to turn around and look behind him: "It's just right, people are leaving too."

"Who?" Song Mo turned his head inexplicably. All he was thinking about was Nie Ziye just now, and he really didn't notice the situation around him.

Then he saw the back of a short and fat middle-aged man, that figure was trying to integrate into a nearby chat circle, pretending that he hadn't appeared nearby just now, and eavesdropping on the conversation between Nie Ziye and Song Mo.

"Your second uncle?" Song Mo was a little surprised. Nie Gang didn't know how long he had been eavesdropping. When did he start lurking?After thinking about it again, he looked at Nie Ziye suspiciously again, "You just...couldn't be for your second uncle's show, right?"

Pretending that they were a couple, it was reasonable for Song Mo to appear beside Nie Ziye and even Nie Xuyang. Even if Nie Gang focused on Song Mo, he still wondered if Song Mo really had the ability to wake up Nie Xuyang?

"Of course not." Nie Ziye's answer denied Song Mo's conjecture.He took a step forward and shortened the distance between the two again, "I don't need to wrong myself for acting for others, not to mention it's not fair to the other party. I can't bear it because I like you." I want to be close to you."

He kissed Song Mo's lips again, this time there was improvement, it lasted longer than the last kiss.

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