A very secure thing.
Jian Ran felt that meeting Qin San was a great fortune in her life.
The only thing she owed was clinging to the warmth he provided as a brother.
Yet she could not offer any other promises.
Sometimes, Jian Ran felt that the person she owed the most in her life was Qin Mu.
...
Qin Mu waited until Jian Ran was sound asleep, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, as he raised his hand to caress her delicate little face.
The woman's fair forehead, exquisite eyebrows, long and lifted beautiful eyes, including… a perky nose… lips as petite as cherries.
Qin Mu's devilish black eyes were filled with bone-deep love.
"Sorry, Ran girl, I don't just want to be your brother…"
Having said that, Qin Mu lowered his body and kissed Jian Ran's forehead, with no male desire for a woman, just a pure kiss.
Qin Mu's thin lips slightly curved, and after a long while, he stood up and dialed Gu Mo Chen's phone.
"Brother-in-law, come in, your wife is asleep."
