The Boss is Very Busy

I remembered that there was a little girl who lived at home in the past two days. The teenager looked at her back, his calm and dark eyes dropped, his gaze scanned the snacks on the shelf, and he paused for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand and took it blankly. A few packs.

When he came out, Shen Yusheng carried two shopping bags, full of them.

MuMian glanced at her eyes and couldn't help but wonder: "Brother, why do you buy so many snacks?" Is it possible that her cold-looking brother, in fact, loves snacks so privately?

"..." Shen Yushu paused. The girl's eyes were black and white, and the color was dark and bright. The boy couldn't help turning his cheek, his eyelashes moved slightly, and then his voice was low.

"No more at home."

MuMian paused, she looked at the other person's long back and couldn't help but press her lips.

The truth is out.

She really got it right.

Back at home, MuMian took a few hours on the plane. She would take a shower in the room and change into her pajamas before coming out. The teenager sat in the living room, white fingertips flipping the book in her hand.

Hearing the girl's gentle footsteps, the teenager raised his eyelashes subconsciously, and his eyes moved to her, but he stopped.

The girl had just finished taking a shower, her body was still steaming, her black hair was moist, and she was touching the edge of her white cheeks. She was caressed by her hand, and the tips of her hair were dripping gently, falling on her fair skin.

Her nightdress is not exposed, but even her knees are covered, short-sleeved style, and her shoulders are not exposed.

The young man's fingertips trembled suddenly, and the original flat pages of the book were all wrinkled by him.

MuMian looked at the snacks on the table, and he let it go, and she paused.

Shen Yusheng lives by himself, although the room is neatly arranged, he usually doesn't take care of himself

After thinking about it, MuMian carried the bag and walked to the refrigerator, putting bags of snacks in.

The display is neat and orderly.

There was footsteps behind him, MuMian didn't look back, and said to him: "Brother, what you buy in the future, just put it in the refrigerator, otherwise it will take up a lot of space, and put it in the refrigerator—"

As she spoke, she turned around, but had a sudden pause.

The person had already walked behind her, very close, her eyes were facing his white and abrupt apple knot, and she rolled.

MuMian subconsciously tightened her body, and the tip of her nose floated with a clear fragrance. She felt that if she stood here again, she probably couldn't help it.

...Too tempting.

However, I can't scare my little brother.

Simply, MuMian froze, and stepped back. The body almost went into the refrigerator. The constant cold air spread, and the girl bit her lower lip, leaving a shallow tooth mark.

Shen Yu frowned without a trace, stretched out his hand expressionlessly and pulled her back, calming his voice.

"Why are you standing there, getting cold?"

"..."

MuMian didn't speak, and then the boy reacted. He subconsciously held her arm, and the soft touch passed into her hand. She had just taken a bath again, and her skin was incredibly slippery.

Shen Yusheng was stunned, and immediately released his finger in the next second, and then took two steps back. The slender boy turned his white cheeks, his earlobes looked faintly pale red, and he pressed his lips: "...sorry."

He suddenly apologized, but the girl was a little confused. She glanced over his inexplicably red ear tips, and she frowned: "Brother, why are you so sensitive?"

Shen Yusheng's eyelashes trembled, and then he heard the girl mutter: "It won't be broken if you touch me--and I'm your sister, you can touch it whatever you want."