MTL - As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland-Chapter 304

Eric's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

Rachel, who was hunched over, froze immediately. What she was most afraid to hear at the moment was Eric's voice.

She knew she had made many mistakes tonight.

When Eric and Clark's brother clashed in prison, she actually knew.

And she secretly unplugged the phone at home to prevent Chloe from calling in.

She didn't want to embarrass brother Eric.

Now she started to think, whether brother Eric would really pump her ass.

She doesn't remember herself at all, she has grown into a young and beautiful girl.

She twisted and looked at Eric.

Eric was sitting on the sofa, facing her, his face was hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Even if she didn't speak, Rachel felt a huge momentum staring at her.

My heart beat faster and my breathing was a little short.

She had never felt this way before.

He walked towards Eric tremblingly, like a erring elementary school student, bowing his head, "I'm sorry, brother Eric, I know I'm wrong."

"wrong?"

Eric's tone was slow and slow, and he didn't seem to be angry.

"What's wrong with that?"

"I shouldn't have spied on you fighting, and cut the phone line at home, and covered the farm with fog to keep mom from going out."

Eric shook his head, "No, Rachel, I won't criticize you for this, and I won't say you're doing something wrong."

"Um?"

Rachel raised her head and looked into Eric's eyes, "I don't quite understand, Brother Eric."

Chapter 337 Raven was beaten and confused (big chapter)

"Just don't do things that could lead to misunderstandings, especially Martha."

Eric said to Rachel, "As for Clark, I can handle it myself, Rachel, you have to trust me too."

While reaching out to touch the other's face, Eric said softly to his sister.

"But."

Rachel tilted her head and asked Eric, "I don't think Clark would think so. He always wants to correct Eric's brother's thoughts."

"I don't know what Clark will turn out to be in the end, but I always feel that he has a prejudice against brother Eric, and maybe this prejudice will make him worse and worse."

Rachel bulged her mouth and said indignantly, "So I won't let Clark hurt Brother Eric."

"No one can hurt me!"

Eric said to his sister, "Rachel, I need you to put more energy into things related to yourself, instead of putting too much energy into my side."

"Eric-bro, did you mean study?"

Rachel immediately showed an uncomfortable expression and said, "I may have a natural aversion to learning, Brother Eric."

"No matter how much I study, I can't put my energy into books, and I can always fall asleep fast when I look at those dizzying symbols. But looking at things related to magic, I become very refreshed."

Rachel was frustrated with her performance.

"You're always putting obstacles in your way! Rachel!"

Eric sighed and was about to start some kind of ideological education for his sister.

"Squeak!"

There was a stomping sound on the stairs, and some old and stale wooden boards made some harsh sounds in the silent night.

Eric turned his eyes and looked in the direction from which the voice came.

Martha stepped on the wooden stairs and slowly walked downstairs.

"Eric, Rachel, why are you still not sleeping?"

Looking at Rachel and Eric standing in the living room, Martha's eyes showed doubts.

She raised her head and, by the moonlight, looked at the clock hanging on the wall in the room.

The hands of the clock have already pointed to the position of 3:15.

"It's so late, what are you doing in the living room?"

Seeing her mother come down, Rachel immediately looked at Eric nervously.

Although she is a fearless **** the surface, she even wanted to use the mist to trap Masha for Eric's sake.

But seeing Martha's face now, she was still a little scared.

After all, when he was naughty before, he was reprimanded by Martha a lot.

"I"

Rachel hesitantly looked at her brother Eric, trying desperately to deal with her mother's words in her mind.

"Rachel seemed to be sleepwalking just now, so I brought her back from outside."

Eric said to Martha without changing his face.

"yes?"

Martha stepped down and touched Rachel's forehead suspiciously.

"Why don't I know this kind of thing? I remember Rachel being very honest when she slept."

"Maybe it was Rachel who suddenly woke up, just like Clark sleepwalking one day, and after waking up, he appeared on the road 20 kilometers away. This kind of thing may be genetic, who can be sure!"

Eric took out Clark as an example.

"All right."

Martha believed Eric's words and said to Rachel, "You can't be like Clark, I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow."

"Oh!"

Rachel responded sullenly.

The little face wrinkled into a bitter face, and asked Martha, "Is it okay not to go?"

"Can't!"

Martha directly cut off Rachel's attempt to escape.

With a bitter face, Rachel entered her room.

Sitting on her bed for a while, after thinking about it, she pulled out a thick book from her drawer.

It was a book she recently got from Eric.

The thick book is surrounded by purple patterns, exuding a mysterious and simple atmosphere.

"Queen of fairy tales, are you there?"

Rachel asked in a low voice towards the book in front of her.

"I've been in there all the time, and if you don't want to taste what it's like to be locked up here, don't bother an elegant lady all the time!"

The slightly dissatisfied voice of the fairy queen came from inside.

She has been locked up here since she was hired by the U.S. government to launch an unsuccessful attack on the small town of Smallville.

Although Eric doesn't understand magic, Diana knows a little bit about it. She found some people in the magic world and locked the fairy tale queen in a magic book she was proud to create.

Trapped in the "Fairy Tale Kingdom" in the magic book, the fairy queen is imprisoned in it, and she can only communicate with Rachel in this way.

"I have many questions to ask you."

Rachel tilted her head and asked the fairy queen in the book for advice.

"I'm not a little girl's spiritual mentor, or some famous psychiatrist. If you have questions, you should ask those people."

The fairy queen said to Rachel bluntly: "Unless you send me what I want!"

Hearing the fairy queen say what she wanted, Rachel's little face immediately wrinkled.

"Can you do it next time?"

"Of course not, do you think I'm a tool you can call around?"

The fairy queen said in a stern voice, "If you linger any longer, I'll go to bed!"

"All right!"

Rachel thought for a while, and finally made a decision.

"this is the last time!"

She whispered as she walked quietly to the door.

Glancing to the left and right, Rachel quietly went downstairs and crept to the living room.

The moon outside the window, which was covered by black clouds, showed a little silver-white brilliance.

With the help of this light, Rachel quietly walked to the drawer, gently opened the drawer, and rummaged through it.

Finally, in the innermost part of the drawer, she finally found what she was looking for - a pack of cigarettes!

Just as she put the cigarette in her hand, Rachel heard a small voice.

Looking back, I found that Eric was standing behind me at some point.

The frightened Rachel immediately put the cigarette in her hand behind her back.

"What are you doing? Rachel?"

Eric frowned and asked his sister.

"It's nothing."

Rachel smiled dryly at Eric, she knew that her smile must be fake now.

Her own heart was beating fast like a little electric motor!

"Oops! If Brother Eric finds out that he is holding a cigarette, he must have mistakenly thought that I was addicted to smoking at a young age!"

Rachel, who was almost sweating on her forehead in a hurry, flashed a picture in her heart:

Kneeling on the ground, holding his ears with both hands, he promised Eric tearfully that he would never secretly smoke in the future.

"yes?"

Eric glanced at his sister who was expressing "I'm suspicious" in her behavior and expression.

"Yes, it is."

Rachel was very guilty and did not dare to look at her brother.

Eric didn't speak, and Rachel could only hear the ticking sound of the clock in the room and her own breathing.

Just when she couldn't stand the pressure and was about to confess, Eric finally spoke.

"Don't rest too late, go back."

Turning to leave while talking.

Rachel: "Huh?!"

Looking at the back of Eric leaving, Rachel showed a puzzled expression on her face.

Is my brother gone?

Although she didn't quite understand why her brother gave up on questioning her, Rachel still sighed in relief and hurried back to her room.

Following the fairy tale queen's instructions, Rachel lit a cigarette and tucked the end of the cigarette between the books.

Then the book opened and closed, and the cigarette burned quickly as the book was clamped.