Muhe and Jiuli were sitting side by side. Jiuli touched Muhe's waist with his arm and pointed at the ants under his feet who were carrying dead leaves step by step. "Look at these two little things, how close they are to each other." After saying this, he glanced at Muhe with a look of disgust and aggrievedness. He stared hard at the ants crumbling under the dead leaves, then looked at Jiu Li's half-smiling face, and pinched it, "Don't we have a good relationship as brothers?" The relationship is good, "Jiu Li put his hand on Mu He's shoulder, "It's a pity that we are not brothers. "What is that?" Muhe replied conditionally. Jiuli slowly squatted at Muhe's feet, raised his thin face and said with a wicked smile, "What do you think?" Muhe lowered his head, the tips of his ears were slightly warm and gradually turned red. Suddenly, he pushed Jiuli away, and suddenly grinned and smiled happily.