C7 Idol Is Neighbor

Bao Zien became increasingly curious about this Yu Shuning. Throwing down her pen, she walked out of the room.

Bao's father Bao's mother went out for a walk, while the jet-lagged Bao Muyang was taking a nap.

She sneaked to the door of Bao Muchuan's bedroom. The door was not closed and the lights in the room were on. Bao Zien pushed the door open and entered, "Second Brother?"

An eye protector lamp that wasn't too bright emitted an orange light. Bao Muchuan was sitting on the bed looking down at something, but he didn't notice the person who came.

Bao Zien tiptoed over and hugged Bao Muchuan from behind with a smile, "Second Brother, I called you a few times but you didn't respond. What are you looking at?

Before Bao Muchuan could close the album, Bao Zien pointed at a photo in excitement.

"What a beautiful little sister. Many photos of my idol. "Second Brother, so you like my Sister Ning Shu too!"

Skin like creamy, outstanding figure, peach blossom eye, small jade nose, glutinous rice mouth, long hair white skirt.

With that appearance and aura, who else could it be other than her idol Sister Ning Shu!?

Bao Muchuan closed the photo album in time, raised his hand and ruffled her hair. "My Enen isn't bad either."

Bao Zien was very happy to be praised. "Really?"

"Aren't you tired of lying on your back?" Bao Muchuan patted the small hand on his chest. She was still hanging on his back.

Bao Zien's small body twisted a few times before she accurately slipped into his embrace and sat on his lap with her legs together. "Well, this way I won't be tired."

Bao Muchuan caught her accurately, leaned on her shoulder and gave her a comfortable posture, "I'm not doing my homework, why are you looking for me?"

"Of course I'm thinking about Second Brother."

His little head was moving up and down in someone's arms, and the smell of Second Brother's body was really good. Every time he smelled Second Brother's scent, he would feel a sense of security.

She played quite well by herself, Bao Muchuan put the photo album into the drawer and set up the fingerprint lock.

Bao Zien stuck her head out, her eyes clear and watery, "By the way, Second Brother, when did you start chasing after us, Sister Ning Shu?"

Bao Muchuan scratched her nose, "Do I look like someone who can chase after the stars?"

Looking left and right, Bao Zien nodded furiously. "Yes!"

"What do they look like?"

Bao Zien opened and closed her pink cherry-like eyes, "Sister Ning Shu is a beautiful, kind and talented musician. Second Brother likes music and loves beautiful things, so of course he would like Sister Ning Shu."

Bao Muchuan didn't say anything.

"Second Brother, I heard from Mom and Dad and Muyang's tone that Sister Ning Shu seems to be a relative of ours?"

"Yes."

She was really a relative. Bao Zien's eyes were sparkling with happiness. "My idol is a relative. There are still fans who are happier than I am. Hehehe."

"Just an ordinary relative." Bao Muchuan's face was expressionless, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with this person.

Bao Zien was genuinely happy, "So Sister Ning Shu is Second Brother's childhood sweetheart? No, it's Second Brother's Green Plum? "

Bao Muchuan pinched her soft and tender face, "You can have fewer scenes inside."

Second Brother often took out this photo album to look at. Every time, he would peek at it in the dead of night. How could it be an ordinary relative?

However, Bao Muchuan didn't want to say much.

Pushing away Bao Zien's bangs, she gave Bao Zien a gentle kiss on her smooth and plump forehead as per usual. Her voice was gentle and affectionate. "You should go back to bed soon."

"Good night, Second Brother." Bao Zien reluctantly stood up and left. As she was leaving, she glanced at the wooden cabinet by the wall out of the corner of her eyes.

The mahogany cabinet stood quietly, and through the thick wood she could see the dusty brown guitar.

Bao Zien felt really hungry as she walked out the door. She stopped when she passed by Bao's father and Bao's mother's room.

She swore that she really wasn't trying to eavesdrop. It was because the door wasn't closed and the voices inside were loud.