The address given by the waiter was a quiet villa area. It was noon when Su Nuo took a taxi.

In the overlapping green fields, white buildings are hidden in it. The community is surrounded by lakes, and several white swans are wandering on the lake. In addition, various animals can be seen everywhere along the road. Common poultry include chickens, ducks and geese, rare peacocks, alpacas and wild squirrels. They walk slowly on the grass with a peaceful posture, setting off the quiet forest scenery behind them, as if they have arrived at a huge safari.

The house was a bit difficult to find. Su Nuo circled around and stopped in front of a villa. After confirming that the address was correct, she rang the doorbell.

"Who?" A sleepy voice came from inside.

It seems they live together.

Su Nuo replied to the electronic cat eye: "I am Su Nuo."

"Oh, little cotton, come in directly, the door is not locked."

She pushed the door open and entered.

Each single-family villa has a small yard. Her elder brother's yard is obviously unstoppable. The vines are running around and the vegetation is scattered on the ground. The fountain in the middle has long dried up. A big white goose walking in from the outside is leisurely walking.

Su Nuo walked into the main house.

After changing my shoes, I saw that the curtains in the living room were closed, shoes, clothes, and wine bottles were everywhere, and the room was in a mess, without a clean floor.

Mianmian was picking up clothes in a hurry and smiled awkwardly at her: "Little Cotton is sitting, the captain is still sleeping, I'll go upstairs to call him." He patted the sofa, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of water, and then prepared to call someone upstairs.

Su Nuo hurriedly stopped him: "It's okay, let them sleep." Looking around, the dirty and messy in front of him couldn't stand it. Su Nuo opened the curtains to let the sunlight enter, picked up the rag and started to wipe it on his own initiative.

Seeing this, everyone was panicked: "Little cotton can sit and I will clean up as soon as I come in the afternoon."

She didn't stop and asked, "You live here together?"

Mian nodded and said, "Well, we usually live here, it is quiet and convenient for creation, and will not disturb others when beating the drum."

After wiping the table, Su Nuo began to sweep the floor again, and didn't dare to be idle. She then packed up and the living room was soon cleaned up by the two of them.

Finally, after mopping the floor and looking at the clear living room, Su Nuo breathed comfortably: "Have you eaten?"

Mianmian shook her head: "Little Mianhua is hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll order takeout for you."

Su Nuo said: "It's not good to have a hangover all night and eat takeout. What's the matter in the kitchen? I'll make some for you."

He scratched his head embarrassedly: "It seems that there are some vegetables bought by my aunt, and we don't know." The big men were not good at cooking. At first, they would buy some wine, but later in order to protect their throats, they stopped buying wine.

She went straight to the kitchen, and the upper layer of the refrigerator was stuffed with water and some beer. She only found some noodles, vegetables, and a little chicken. Su Nuo tied her apron and took out all the ingredients. "You can only **spark noodles. If you want to eat something else, you can buy some now. I'll make it for you at noon."

Mian was embarrassed to bother others, but he was really hungry and was really tired of taking out food. He took his wallet to the supermarket in the community to buy vegetables.

It took not much effort to make noodles. She skillfully cut the chicken into shreds, cut cucumber into strips, mix the side dishes with seasonings, then boil water, and then put the noodles in a bowl, spread the mixture evenly on top, and finally pour minced garlic on it, and a bowl of fragrant shredded chicken noodles will be made.

Su Nuo looked at the time and said, at 8:30, Mian should be back soon.

She washed her hands, turned to the stairs, knocking on the door one by one.

Liao Zheng and Akan came out were both shirtless. They thought that the person who came over to call people was about to be called, and they were about to have an attack. When they looked closely, the little girl in front of them was the captain's baby sister.

The two of them were mostly angry: "Little Cotton is here." They turned around to dress.

Su Nuomi looked at her face: "I made noodles, you guys should go down and eat it quickly. It will be bad if it sticks."

"Please come from all the way to cook for us." Liao Zheng smiled embarrassedly, "Let's go down right away."

"Which is my brother's room?"

Liao Zheng pointed to the top floor.

She turned around and there was no door. The entire third floor was Haraze's room, which was spacious enough. The gray large bed was next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and various musical instruments were scattered at will.

Su Nuo saw Haraza lying in a large shape on the bed at a glance. She was wearing only a pair of big shorts, her bronze skin, and her muscle texture was sexy and strong. When she turned her eyes, Su Nuo saw that the last two missing toes on his left toe.

[He was betrayed by a big and big child, and those people angrily cut off his two fingers.]

In my mind, Lin Zhi's words couldn't stop circling.

Su Nuo took light steps and picked up the things on the ground at night and placed them on the table. After glans glanced across the corner of the table and saw a notebook on it, which seemed to be used by Yuan Ze to write lyrics, with dense notes marked on it.

Su Nuo couldn't help but glance at Harasawa on the bed. The book said that Harasawa was a rare music genius. When he was a teenager, he opened an underground bar with his like-minded friends and established an underground band here. They will regularly accept PK competitions from musicians from various countries. The competition will be broadcast globally and bet on the dark web, and the winner will receive a huge bet.

Some people are not ashamed of Hara Ze's behavior, and more than one musician came forward to condemn Hara Ze. They believe that music is sacred, not a prop to earn money, but also in this kind of side-minded way. Some people are sorry for this. Hara Ze is such a rare genius. If you train him well, you will definitely become famous in the world. But if you don't learn it well, you will play the shameless trick.

So when he got hoarse later, he went to prison, and clapped and cheered.

She pulled open the chair and sat down, rubbing the paper with the fragrance of ink, Haraza's words were unruly, just like his people.

Until the last page is opened, the font becomes tender and clear, and every stroke is carefully and slowly outlined.

[From you left until today, only your photos remain in your hands.

That day you disappeared between the railways and I could no longer see the sky in the jungle.

Fate flows through my fingertips, and I choose to pursue and continue to be crazy.

I can't meet, I'm the only one left to miss you.]

...

…………

This song is simple, but the style changes to its original style, as sincere and moving as if writing lyric poems. Judging from this immature composition, this song should have been written before Hara Zawa is not popular.

After looking through, an old photo fell out and she was stunned.

The old and old photos are well preserved. The older boy holds the white and tender little girl and smiles brightly in the sun.

She recognized that the photo was like she was a child.

Su Nuo looked at it calmly, not paying attention to the fact that Hara Ze was awake beside him.

The photo was taken away, the notebook closed with a snap sound, and Su Nuo, who was caught, trembled in shock and raised her head: "I'm sorry, I peeked at your stuff."

Only then did Haraze see clearly that the girl was at the desk.

He frowned and reached out to rub the painful eyebrows: "When did you come?"

"I just arrived not long ago, I made breakfast and wanted to ask you to eat."

"Yes." Haraze took out a piece of clothes from the wardrobe and put them on, took out a small box and sent it to Su Nuo's hands, "Hold it."

She opened it and saw that there were several bank cards and house keys inside.

"This is the money I saved for you over the years, as well as the city and an apartment. I asked you to come here today, just to give this to you."

Su Nuo's expression was stagnant and quickly pushed the thing over, "No, I don't need these."

Yuan Ze paused, as if he was dissatisfied, his voice was slowly and low: "From now on, the money he earned will be divided into three parts, one for his parents, one for me, and the other part I left is yours..." He rubbed Su Nuo's head fiercely, "I have never given up looking for you in these years. I firmly believe that one day I will meet you. At that time, I thought, no matter whether she was born in a poor kiln or a rich family, as long as she met again, I would let her live like a princess in the future, at least she would not have any financial troubles."

So he worked hard to make money. He had never created Ming Wuye for several years, and he would not stop even if his voice was hoarse. He had to work hard, for him and for his little cotton.

"Hold it, don't let my brother's wishes be disappointed for a few years." Yuan Ze pinched Su Nuo's face and went straight downstairs.

Su Nuo held the small box tightly, and the tip of her nose felt sore inexplicably. She understood what Hara Ze meant. In fact, he was afraid that he would have misfortune. The money he saved could save her life.

After carefully putting the box, Su Nuo went downstairs.

The rest of the restaurant had already eaten voraciously, and the only thing left was Harazawa's empty plate.

While stuffing the noodles into her mouth, Mian gave her a thumbs up, her mouth was vague: "What a craft! It's so delicious! The cotton sister chef's craftsmanship!"

Haraze went over and looked at Sora Panzi: "Where is mine?"

Akan: "You're just a slut."

"You eat shit." Yuan Ze retorted and grabbed a bowl of noodles in his hand.

"Fuck, captain, are you disgusting? This is called indirect kissing, do you understand?"

Su Nuo was very helpless, "There is lunch, I can prepare it for you."

No one complained.

Haraze sucked the noodles and asked, "Did you go back by yourself yesterday?"

Everybody burped: "Captain, have you forgotten? You asked Emperor Zhao to come and accompany Xiao Mianhua, and Xiao Mianhua finally left with him."

Haraze stopped chewing and was stunned.

Liao Zheng sneered: "No, Brother Ze, you are out of pieces again? Who has inherited your broken alcohol tolerance?"

"..." So when she called Zhao Yunqing yesterday, her elder brother was already drunk?

Su Nuo was sure that this was his biological brother.

Yuan Ze finally found a tiny memory in his mind and asked Su Nuo: "What did Lao Zhao do to you, right?"

Su Nuo shook her head, her face lying without changing her expression: "He took me to the hotel and then went back." As she said that, she pulled her hair toward her collarbone.

Mian couldn't help but say, "You've brought Xiaomian to find a duck. The actor is much taller than the duck. Even if it's wrong, it won't be a loss." If he slept with the actor, he could play for a year, no, ten years.

Yuan Ze kicked him: "You don't even have enough hair to grow, you know nothing!" He cursed, "I bought the fun of finding a duck with money. Can it be the same?"

“…”

He glanced at Su Nuo: "It's fine. Yesterday I was drunk and I was not considerate. Fortunately, the one who called Zhao Yunqing. That guy was naturally cold and I was the ancestor who saved his life. If I don't stay there, you will find him. That boy dares not do anything to you."

Su Nuo said silly and looked away with guilt.

Thinking of the lingering low gasps last night and the man's sexy shaking body, Su Nuo couldn't help but rub her faintly hot earlobes.

Sexual frigidity?
Chapter completed!