章節 1187: Gently Blowing on Her Forehead

Ah, she shouldn't have suspected her brother just now. So embarrassing!

Tang Mo'er felt very guilty. It was only because… whenever she hurt her finger, Mr Gu would be the first to suck on it. Her brother was acting weird just now, which was why she had thought of it as something else…

In the past, her brother had always been cold. Even her mother had been worried about this when she was still alive.

She still remembered her mother's last words. She had held her hand and told her—Mo'er, I'm handing Yeming over to you once I'm gone. He only listens to you. So you have to teach him well. Make sure you don't let the demon inside him roam free and let him destroy himself.

Up until now, Mo'er still didn't understand what inner demons her brother had. She didn't understand what her mother had said as well. But her mother had always been very intelligent. She respected and loved her mother greatly and had carved her words into her heart.