When interfering with the tip of the lips, it is about to rush out. Shunjiujiu

The door, a sound.

He ran in, supported the door panel with one hand and the knee with the other, Lu Huan's eyes wide open, looking at the two of them. Seeing Jun Ye's blue face, Xiao Shanfeng's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat between his eyebrows.

I just came over and heard thunder sounds when I arrived at the stairs. When I saw that it was my elder brother who was really angry.

On the one hand, Jun Ye’s personality was passed down from Commander Lu. When he started anger, he was even more than Commander Lu. No one dared to say anything.

I wanted to call him Big Brother, but I found that Jun Ye's ice eyes poked Manman's face with anger burning like he was possessed, and he didn't pay attention to his appearance at all.

My sister is indeed the weak point of my elder brother. Only my elder brother can get out of control of his temper.

He doesn't have the courage to call him Big Brother at this time, so it's hard to guarantee that Jun Ye will yell at him together.

Hurry up, turn your back and call to bring reinforcements: "Baoer, is your brother's house?"

Mr. Yao has a very special relationship with Mr. Jun, but Mr. Yao can occasionally say a few words when his elder brother loses his temper.

"What's wrong with my brother's house? What's wrong?" Yao Zibao spoke vaguely across the phone. He should be eating, and his mouth chewing on his bones. "By the way, my mother bought the chicken wings like KFC and fried them by herself. Do you want to come and eat them? My brother asked you what you do with me?"

"Don't mention it, I'm in a fire."

"Fire?" Yao Zibao stuck his head out of the window, "Your home is not far from my home, why didn't I see your smoke?"

"I'm the fire--" the word "sister" was choked when the corner of his eyes was facing Manman's big glasses, and changed the word, "Ltd. Colonel Jiang's house."

Ah! Yao Zibao was shocked.

It is worthy of being a big pair of pants passing through my brothers. Yao Zibao covered the phone and fully understood his meaning and shouted: "Brother, it's not good, it's on fire! Go put out the fire, otherwise I don't know if the fire will burn to our house."

Comrade Jun Ye doesn't vent his anger, but as long as he gets close to others, he will feel automatically burned by the fire when he sees his black face.

When the younger brother made every move, Jun Ye was angry and he took it into his eyes and ears. Knowing that Yao Ziye was coming, he calmed down a little and sat down.

Manman felt that he rushed into his throat in one breath and was forced to swallow it at the critical moment. His eyes suddenly became a little astringent. Facing this face yelling at her just now, and even threatening her father Bingye, stirring somewhere in his chest. Suddenly, he turned around and walked into the bathroom.

When Lu Huan heard a pounding sound in the bathroom door, he jumped up: My sister has the same temper as her elder brother, and she is quite big.

In a moment, Yao Ziye and Yao Zibao acted as two brothers in the firefighting team and rushed into the door.

Yao Zibao ran with his brother, gasping while running, and reached the doorway to hold the door frame, his legs became weak: "My brother heard that there was a fire here, and he was sprinting in the army."

It can be seen that Mr. Yao rushed to put out the fire after hearing the fire, which was as fast as what?

He felt sweaty on his forehead on the back of his hand. Seeing Lu Jun sitting on the sofa without saying a word, no man was seen in the room. Master Yao looked at him and called Lu Huan.

Point the bathroom direction.

Mr. Yao pressed Jun Ye’s shoulder, walked outside the bathroom, raised his hand and put it on the door panel to knock twice, coughing twice: “Manman, are you inside?”

In the bathroom, the sound of water flowed so loudly that it could cover all the movements inside.

Inside, I took off my glasses and sucked water on my face. The cold water flowed down my face and into my neck. I shivered and saw the water droplets rolling on my eyelashes in the mirror. However, I couldn't see clearly what my face looked like.

"Manman."

Mr. Yao shouted a few times, but there was no response inside.

Lu Huan and Yao Zibao's two teenagers were beating their hearts and staring at each other.

When Jun Ye stood up silently, he was shocked by the two of them.

"Brother." Lu Huan whispered, "Sister, don't be too angry with her."

"I know." Jun Ye said calmly and sounded as if he was to guarantee his younger brother.

The two saw him walking to Mr. Yao.

Suddenly he grabbed his fist and smashed it on the door panel, but it made a huge sound.

"Mr. Lu!" Mr. Yao also had a temper, his narrow eyebrows frowned.

In the bathroom door, the hand handle twisted and the door was cracked.

Mr. Yao immediately inserted his hand, pressed the door with his knee, and pointed it at the crack of the door: "Manman, let me tell you if you have anything to do. I'll ask him to apologize."

Apologize?

Manman didn't have to think about it, he could imagine that Jun Ye sneered at him with a cold eyebrows.

"Manman." Mr. Yao's voice came in with great concern.

"You get out of the way, otherwise how can I get out?" The voice seemed to have no change, and it agreed.

The two people at the door had to give up their positions.

Opening the door, Manman walked out, lowered her head, and her hair fell from her forehead almost covering her entire face.

When she was about to walk straight towards the room, she saw something wrong with Mr. Yao grabbed her arm.

A retreating failed to stop and fell backwards. When he saw stars appear, he held his hands firmly behind him, followed by ice that made him look hot again: "What did I tell you just now?"

"Mr. Lu!" Mr. Yao followed the fire and hurriedly helped her to sit on the sofa in the living room.

His ears were buzzing, but she could hear every word he scolded clearly.

Her heart was beating violently. When she thought of her father, she could never retreat, so she clenched her teeth and bit her blood marks.

"Baoer, come to the room and find a quilt. Huaner, go into the kitchen to find sugar and make a cup of sugar water." Yao Ziye was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He directed his hands, and his narrow eyebrows flicked. His face was covered with iron, facing the dark-faced Jun Ye, "Lu Jun, are you enough? You can't say anything well."

The cold eyebrows calmed down slightly, and the eyes saw her with blue and white lips. Then the hard lines on her face relaxed a little. She walked over and reached her forehead to help her brush her hair.

When his hand touched it, it was either cold or warm, which made her shocked her to retreat into the sofa.

As soon as he took Lu Huan's hand, he turned around Master Yao and saw that the brother and sister were frozen and motionless for some reason.

He stretched out his empty hand and didn't know whether to withdraw it or not, his cold eyes showed a hint of dilemma.

Manman immediately turned her face and focused on the corner of the wall.

"Drink sugar water first. Have you not had a meal tonight?" Mr. Yao intended to ease the tension, moved a chair and sat next to Manman, but he handed the sugar water cup in his hand to Lu Jun.

Mr. Yao understands his meaning very clearly: You are the brother to feed her.

Jun Ye has never had watered people. When his younger brother Lu Huan was sick, he often helped him feed him.

As soon as she took the sugar water, she heard from here.

“I’m not thirsty.”

After finally being supported by Mr. Yao, the temperature dropped a few degrees immediately.

Yao Ziye was really upset by their brother and sister at this moment, and his tone was a little tough: "Manman, it's not that Brother Yao wants to talk to you, your attitude is not good. Of course, Lu Jun is wrong, I'll scold him for you."

"Is he wrong?" She didn't believe it even if she was beaten to death. Master Bingshan would feel that he was wrong.

Mr. Yao had to trick him: "He is right, I will still say to him. You are a girl, no matter how he does, he can't talk to you in a tone to Lu Huan."

Mr. Yao’s implication is: the younger sister is different from the younger brother. The younger sister is delicate and cannot scold her casually like she scolds her younger brother.

When I heard this Lu Huan, I brushed my eyelids a few times: Mr. Yao is a girl who values ​​it over a man.

Jun Ye gracefully pinched the iron soup in the cup with his fingertips, stirring the sugar water one by one, and touching the inner wall of the glass, it made a crisp and pleasant tone, symbolizing his mood, and was working hard to warm up for his sister one by one.

He listened to Mr. Yao’s last words: My sister is different from my younger brother. If it were my younger brother, he would not only throw the bowl. But the facts prove that loud voices will scare my younger sister.

"Drink sugar water and have a sleep. If you think cooking alone is wasting money, you can come to my house to eat." Comrade Lu Jun said this, his tone was both hard and soft, and in short, he reduced the firepower to the lowest limit, which was a big concession.

"If you think it's inconvenient to eat at his house, you can visit my house occasionally." Mr. Yao said to him.

When Lu Huan heard Mr. Yao’s words, he was unhappy and continued, “Don’t go to his house to eat. There are two starving ghosts in his house, robbing vegetables.”

But he was amused by Lu Huan's words and wanted to laugh. Manman raised his hand to support his forehead and eyebrows: "I can cook by myself."

"What did you eat tonight?" Seeing that both of them were relaxed, Mr. Yao began to ask about the reason for the sudden outbreak of the war.

Lu Huan quickly pulled his cuff.

With a glance, I happened to meet the bowl of noodles with most of the noodles soup splashed on the table. Who can imagine who the initiator was? Master Yao sighed in his heart: "Manman, you have mild anemia, you can't just eat these."

"I had spinach and rice at noon." Manman said, thinking that their opinion was too one-sided. Could you just catch her this bowl of noodle soup tonight and talk about it?

Hearing that she was a little angry, Master Yao winked at Jun Ye: "Hurry up and finish drinking candy water and go to bed."

"I'll drink it myself." He lowered his head, aimed at the candy water cup in his hand, and grabbed it with quick eyes.

Cold eyes were stunned, but she didn't expect her movements, and her palm fell into nothing in an instant.

Mr. Yao wiped his legs with his hands, narrowing his eyes.

"Huan'er, Huan'er--"

Hearing a gust of wind blowing in his ears, Lu Huan turned his head and saw Yao Zibao hiding from the door of the room, waving to him.

When he was puzzled, while the two brothers were attentive, Lu Huan rushed into the brothers' side in the room and asked, "What's wrong, Baoer?"

This is what happened when Yao Zibao was called into the room by his brother to carry the quilt. As soon as he entered the room of Manman and Jiang Dashao, he saw that there was not even a photo of his marriage on the wall, and he sighed in his heart.

Apart from the lack of photos, the couple's supplies in the room are very attentive and beautiful. The quilts on the bed are all traditionally popular. Think about it, it is very strange to carry this big red quilt to cover Manman. I found out if there are any other quilts everywhere.

When I opened the cabinet, my clothes were filled with them. A blanket was placed in a large grid below. I reached over and hugged the blanket, and raised my eyes, and suddenly I saw an old-fashioned bamboo box shelf diagonally opposite.

"I guess it's your sister." Yao Zibao pointed to the bamboo box above his head and said to Lu Huan.
To be continued...