Lin Zichen sat down again blankly, but still didn't look at Lin Ziyi.

Lin Ziyi took a look, smiled evilly, then picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea elegantly, and gently rubbed the crystal clear teacup with his slender fingers.

But his eyes kept falling on his brother with a smile.

He had to sigh from the bottom of his heart that his elder brother was exactly the same as him, in shape, height, and apart from character, both of them were basically the same.

But such a brother, even he couldn't help but want to look more, he is simply the most perfect masterpiece in heaven.

Perfect, it's not an exaggeration to say that it is breathtakingly beautiful.

However, with his brother, he can sleep peacefully every night.

The sense of security his brother brought him made him feel very happy!

Lin Zichen waited, but Lin Ziyi didn't speak, but just looked at him, he looked sideways, glanced at him from the end of his eyes, and asked silently.

Lin Ziyi blinked, smiled leisurely, and said, "Brother, you are so beautiful! Even me, I am fascinated by you."

Lin Zichen's icy eyes shot at him when he heard it.

Throw out two words indifferently: "Really beautiful?"

"Yeah!" Lin Ziyi nodded with an open eyebrow.

Lin Zichen said angrily: "Yier, you..."

Lin Ziyi interrupted him quickly: "Brother, stop, I really didn't entertain you sincerely, I really said that.

Brother, you really should wear white clothes. You see, wearing white clothes is really an immortal figure that can only be found in the sky, and you can never find it on the ground. "

Lin Zichen still glared at him, and the cold breath instantly enveloped Lin Ziyi.

Lin Ziyi smiled brightly, and touched his nose sheepishly: "Brother, okay, let's talk about business, let's talk about business."

Lin Zichen's expression improved a lot.

Lin Ziyi suddenly smiled at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, dazzling like a moon, and his discouraged smile hit the bottom of people's hearts, making people involuntarily want to laugh.

Looking at such a younger brother, Lin Zichen's **** lips evoked a faint smile. The smile was very shallow and calm, but it was a side that was hard to see in the world.

Lin Ziyi smiled and asked: "Brother, I heard Du Hui say, Dad and Niang, but only, will you be back tomorrow?"

Lin Zichen looked at him faintly, with a calm tone: "You only came back tonight because of this?"

Lin Ziyi nodded: "Brother, part of it is like this, but I know that Brother misses me, so I will be back."

When Lin Zichen heard this, he twitched the corner of his mouth coldly: "Yier, is it not uncomfortable in my heart to say something against my heart in front of my brother?"

Lin Ziyi: "???"

So brother can see it too?

In front of my brother, there is no secret at all.

"Hahaha..." Lin Ziyi smiled unnaturally, and suddenly said coquettishly: "Brother, I miss my mother a little bit. Without her, I'm really not used to it!"

The mother who has no conscience, has been away for more than a year.

Lin Zichen blinked slightly, his eyes dazzled with longing, and his tone was low: "How old are you, still clinging to your mother like this?"

"Brother, although you don't say it, you still miss your mother very much in your heart. In other words, this kind of you makes your mother feel distressed even more!" Lin Ziyi said, a touch of distress flashed across his eyes, just like a flash in the pan.

Lin Zichen was silent again, and he knew from the bottom of his heart that his mother loved him.