My Beloved

Mu Yuan always thought that this girl would one day mercilessly shove him to another girl and try to look for her future husband. Now that he saw her upset and slightly jealous about the rumor, he began to swim in the ocean of cotton candies. At least that's how he felt.

Although he didn't like how other unimportant girls tried to mislead Han Luo, the fact that she cared so much, made him feel really good. His lips curled enigmatically as he declared, "Ah Luo, it wasn't me. I would never give anyone anything except for you." He cleared up all the misunderstandings in spite of wishing she would be more concerned about him feeling jealous.

Han Luo looked at him. Her eyes cleared. A wave of light flashed through her eyes. The pain on her chest suddenly disappeared. She suddenly had a thought, 'Will big brother Yuan always treat me like this? Will he only care about me and no one else?'

She reached out her hand to grab his sleeve. She looked at him with limpid eyes like a deer's and opened her mouth to say, "Big brother Yuan, you..."

Mo Yuan gazed at her silently and patiently waited for her to speak. He only had patience for her and no one else.

Han Luo stubbornly stated, "In the future, you cannot give others gifts or treat them nicely. You're only allowed to be good to me."

There was a ripple in Mo Yuan's dark eyes. His eyes deepened as he stared at her and slowly asked, "Why?" His voice was a bit hoarse.

Han Luo was somewhat at a loss. She didn't think why he should only be good to her and no one else. As she was looking for an answer, Mo Yuan put his finger on her chin and made her look at him. He asked her again, "Ah Luo, why?"

Han Luo also wanted to know the answer. When she couldn't find it, she furrowed her eyebrows, feeling annoyed. She grabbed his winter jacket and told him, "Because you are mine."

Mo Yuan's eyes burnt for a second. He quickly controlled himself and rubbed her cold face without a word. Steadily, his thumb rubbed her lower lip. While enjoying the softness, he asked, "Ah Luo, do you know what it means to be someone else's?"

Han Luo blinked innocently and tilted her head to think what he was talking about. After thinking about the pros and cons, she finally answered, "You are my big brother. What else could there be?"

Mo Yuan had a feeling that she would answer like that. He smirked and asked, "Xiao Ming is your cousin; why don't you tell him that he is yours?"

Han Luo casually replied, "We are already blood-related. There is no point in making him mine when we are connected by blood."

Mo Yuan pressed her for an answer, "Then why me? Why not Xiao Yujin?"

"It's because big brother Yujin already sees me as his younger sister," her limpid eyes deepened as she continued, "but big brother, you don't see me as your sister, neither your friend."

Mo Yuan paused. All of a sudden he realized that it was a punishment. It was her way to punish him. Two years ago he told her that he didn't see her as a sister or a friend or a friend's sister. He told her to wait four years to get the answer. At that time, Han Luo was deeply hurt by his attitude though she didn't show it.

Two years later, Han Luo was taking revenge. She was playing with his heart, growing a monster inside him. She wasn't ruthless like him. She didn't stab him like he did. She was giving him a sweet punishment. This bittersweet feeling was more painful than he thought. She was driving him mad.

Mo Yuan let out a deep sigh and nodded, "I understand. I will listen to whatever Ah Luo tells me. I will do whatever Ah Luo tells me. Will that make Ah Luo happy?"

Han Luo pretended to think and then replied, "I'm still not satisfied. You have promised the same thing before too. It has to be something different."

Mo Yuan sat on the wooden bench and pulled her to sit on his lap. "I have been preparing dolls for you. I wasn't able to give those to you for the past two years. From now on, I will give you presents every week."

Han Luo remembered some dolls decorated around the bed. She was amazed. "You mean the stuffed dolls I saw in your bedroom?"

Mo Yuan nodded, "That's right."

"Oh, so these are mine but you were sleeping with them. Big brother Yuan, I didn't think you had it in you. You actually sleep with dolls." Han Luo's eyes shone as if she found out a secret that would help her blackmail him.

Mo Yuan stated in a deep voice, "I would rather sleep with you." He didn't mind her mischievous attitude.

Han Luo shook her head in protest. "I don't want to. I can't move when you sleep with me. Can you not hug me while sleeping?"

He stared at her beautiful face and said, "You will get used to it."

Han Luo pouted and refused heartlessly, "I don't want to." She played with his maroon-colored tie and added, "If I continue sleeping with you like this, I might suffocate."

Mo Yuan played with her hair and told her, "You won't suffocate. I won't let you suffer when I'm around."

"The only reason I allowed you to sleep with me is because you are warm. In winter, human warmth feels great," Han Luo commented. "You won't have this chance in spring, summer and autumn."

Mo Yuan urged her, "Ah Luo, don't be like this."

"I will be like this," she frowned and said, "By the way, aren't we going off-topic? We were talking about how you could please me. I'm going to tell you this one time; bribery is not allowed. It's illegal."

Mo Yuan didn't acknowledge it, "I don't think it's applicable for this case…"

As the two of them argued in the garden of the backyard, a student was passing by and saw them in an intimate position.