Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

If he didn't like her, which man would hold him in his hands like a child, fearing that he would bump into her.

His name, Luo Xiaobai, was indeed correct, and he was really a complete novice when it came to relationships.

Hearing this, Jian Luo lowered his head and said nothing.

"Jian Luo, think about it for yourself. Ever since you were a child, Black Jack has been the most protective of you, and has always offered you good things. Over the years, have you ever seen any women around Black Jack? Is it true? Do you really not feel that he treats you differently?" Bai Jue reluctantly acted as an emotional mentor.

Jian Luo listened and thought for a while. It seemed that he really didn't see any women around Black Jack. Even if he attended the banquet, he would not bring a female companion to attend.

And he always thought that Black Jack had an emotional mysophobia, so he didn't just have girlfriends, but he never thought that the person he liked was him.

Bai Jue glanced at him and continued, "Black Jack has been taking care of you these days. If something happens to you, he will probably die for you."

A flash of blush flashed across Jian Luo's pale face, and she glared at him, "Get out."

What sacrifice for love.

Nonsense.

"It is." Bai Jue shrugged.

The joke was over and he got back to the topic.

"Seriously, what are you and Black Jack going to do next?"

Jian Luo shook his head, "How would I know."

"You don't like him?" Bai Jue said straightforwardly.

Jian Luo hesitated and fell into silence.

Bai Jue rubbed his chin and rolled his eyes, "Okay, let me ask this in another way, do you hate it when you hear that Black Jack likes you?"

It is indeed a bit difficult to change from brotherhood to love.

But there is always a way.

After a while, Jian Luo shook his head.

When Bryce said that Black Jack liked him, he was shocked, but not disgusted.

Bai Jue curled his lips and said faintly, "Jian Luo, actually, have you noticed that you have liked to cling to Black Jack since you were a child? When you were a child, when you saw Black Jack playing with other friends, you looked like a beloved toy. The look of being snatched away.”

"Have I?" Jian Luo refused to admit it.

Although he knew very well in his heart that what Bai Jue said was the truth.

But he always thought it was because Black Jack pulled him out of autism, so he liked to rely on Black Jack so much.

Bai Jue clicked his tongue, "Look at you looking so full of love and yet so stubborn."

There was a bit of annoyance in Jian Luo's eyes, and she reached out to hit him.

"hiss--"

I used too much force and accidentally forgot that there was still an injury on my back.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Jian Luo's forehead, and his face became paler.

When Bai Jue saw this, he didn't dare to tease him anymore. He quickly pulled up his clothes and checked his wounds.

Fortunately, it was just pulled a little and the wound did not open.

"Ancestor, can you have some patient awareness and stop moving?"

"It's not all your fault." Jian Luo rolled her eyes at him and said.

Bai Jue raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. It's okay for me to be in love."

Jian Luo hummed and ignored him.

"Just be pretentious. If Black Jack gets impatient, find another woman and see where you end up crying." Bai Jue curled his lips and mocked.

Jian Luo, "Get lost."

Can it be straightened if it is bent?

Bai Jue raised his eyebrows, and just as he was about to add a few words, he heard the door open.

Thinking that Black Jack was back, Jian Luo's heart tightened, and when he heard the sound the next second, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lolo!"

"Sister!" Jian Luo's mouth curved when he saw Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu coming in.

"How is it?" Jian Qing came over and raised her hand to rub his hair.

"It's okay." Jian Luo said.

"What did you just say?" Jian Qing asked.

"It's nothing." Jian Luo was afraid of what Bai Jue, a big mouth, would say, so he quickly said it first.

Jian Qing looked at the two of them suspiciously and didn't ask any questions.

"Here comes Black Jack."

Bai Jue sharply saw the figure flashing at the door and spoke loudly.

Jian Qing's peripheral vision caught a flash of unnaturalness in Jian Luo's eyes, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly.

"Here comes the porridge." Black Jack came over with a bowl of porridge.

Jian Qing reached out and took it, "I'll do it."

Jian Luo gave her sister a thumbs up from the bottom of her heart.

"You guys go out first, Luo Luo and I have something to talk about." Jian Qing pulled up a chair and sat down and said.

Black Jack's feet were rooted to the spot, and Bai Jue finally pulled him out.

As soon as the three of them went out, the two siblings were left in the room.

"Ahem, sister, how about I do it myself." It's really shameful for such a big person to ask my sister to feed him.

Jian Qing glanced at him and said, "Are you sure you can do it now?"

Jian Luo choked, "..."

"Open your mouth." Jian Qing took a mouthful of porridge and brought it to his mouth.

His stomach was already full of empty city plans, so Jian Luo didn't care about the awkwardness and opened his mouth to eat the porridge fed by Jian Qing.

"Sister, what do you want to tell me?" Jian Luo asked after swallowing the porridge in her mouth.

Jian Qing pursed her red lips and said, "Let's talk after dinner."

Jian Luo said oh and didn't ask any more questions.

After finishing the bowl of porridge, Jian Qing put down the bowl, took out the tissue and handed it to him.

Jian Luo took it and wiped his mouth, feeling that the atmosphere suddenly became serious.

"Luoluo, don't you have anything to say to me?"

When Leng Buding heard her words, Jian Luo didn't come back to her senses for a moment, "Wha, what?"

"What do you think?" Jian Qing looked at him with narrow eyes and said meaningfully.

Jian Luo met her gaze, suddenly thought of something, and the tips of his ears felt hot.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Sister, you also know?"

It seemed that what Bai Jue said was indeed correct. Everyone knew it, but he was the only one who didn't.

"What do you know?" Jian Qing asked knowingly.

Jian Luo lowered his head, "Just, Black Jack."

"Luoluo, doesn't it hurt your neck to talk with your head down?" Jian Qing said in a brisk tone.

It's after nine o'clock and...