The poor little phoenix I picked up turned out to be the big boss behind it

The sky was bright outside the window, and light and shadow poured out from the untied curtains. The bedroom belonging to the two of them was still dim.

The bath towel that Jun Qi had wrapped around his waist last night was crumpled on the ground. The sweatshirt that Sang Wu had torn to pieces was in the trash can. The casual pants were casually thrown on the sofa, and there were unknown stains on his trouser legs. Something is completely dry.

The transparent glass bowl was completely empty, and the remaining eight strawberries were gone. But judging from the situation last night, they were put to their best use and eaten in their own way.

The air conditioner in the room made no noise at all, the temperature was suitable, and the surroundings were quiet. The two people who were busy until three in the morning continued to fall asleep.

The quilt on Jun Qi's body was pulled up to his heart, but it still couldn't cover the traces on his body, including scratching, chewing, sucking, and biting.

However, someone must have a relatively high sense of safety. The area around his neck is still intact and basically untouched. Of course, except for the conspicuous Adam's apple, which is purple and red, it takes a long time to look at it.

Jun Qi's sleeping posture has always been stable and elegant, and it is still the same now, but today is a little different.

The messy black-haired head rested on his shoulder, with one arm around his waist and one hand touching his heart. The thin boy forcefully encircled the man into his territory.

Sang Wu's eyelashes trembled slightly, indicating that he was about to wake up, but his first reaction was to pull Jun Qi closer to his arms.

Two minutes later, Sang Wu opened his eyes completely. He looked at Jun Qi lying next to him, with a trace of joy in his eyes.

Even now, when Sang Wu recalls the words he heard before his consciousness dissolved into chaos, he still feels refreshed both physically and mentally.

His brother liked him too, and nothing made him happier than that.

"Well……"

Sang Wu stretched out and raised his arms in the air. The quilt slipped off, revealing his fair skin and round shoulders, which were a little dazzling in the dim room.

But when his arm crossed in front of Jun Qi again, the gap between the two could be seen at a glance. Unlike Jun Qi's Grand Slam, there was no trace on Sang Wu's body, not even a little strawberry. It's also really strange.

Sang Wu twisted his lower body under the quilt, but he could move freely without any impact. Even the heat source that had been dissipated after a night of struggle continued to recur after he woke up.

However, for the sake of his brother's health, Sang Wu decided to put in some effort to suppress it first.

As a result, Jun Qi woke up before Sang Wu took action.

"Sangsang."

Jun Qi's voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up. Before his eyes were fully opened, his hands had already naturally begun to help Sang Wu smooth out his tangled hair.

Sang Wu's eyes were immediately attracted by Jun Qi's hands. He looked at the long and clean fingers with clear joints, and couldn't help but think of the tingling feeling of those hands in his hair.

In fact, he didn't want to restore his hair to its original shape last night, but he couldn't hold it back halfway and simply let it go.

"Brother...good morning."

Seeing that Jun Qi had woken up, Sang Wu immediately clung to him like a clingy puppy, kissed Jun Qi on the corner of his lips, and licked him with lingering interest.

"Aren't you tired after waking up so early?"

There was still a hint of sleepiness in Jun Qi's eyes. After all, he took someone to take a bath last night after Sang Wu fell asleep and changed the sheets. It was almost four o'clock when he finished.

"Not tired.

Sang Wu paused mid-sentence. When he was browsing Weibo before, someone seemed to say that it would be uncomfortable, but he really didn't feel anything at all. It was quite comfortable, but if he told the truth, it wouldn't hurt. Damn his brother's pride.

In order to have a next time and to encourage his brother, Sang Wu decided not to tell his true feelings.

"Well, I'm tired. I need a hug."

Jun Qi naturally did not miss his sudden change of conversation, but looking at him like that, he must not be tired anymore. After all, the physique of the demon race is still very different from that of ordinary humans.

Although he had a rough guess, Jun Qi did not expose Sang Wu. Instead, he followed his words and held him in his arms and patted him.

"The hug is over."

Although Jun Qi's embrace was very comfortable, Sang Wu still felt a little perfunctory, and he pinched Jun Qi's lower back somewhat punitively.

"That's it?"

"Um...what else?"

Jun Qi is really a little confused. It can be said that his mind has not recovered from the shock last night.

"Jun Qi, you don't want to default on your debt, do you?"

Sang Wu turned over and sat on Jun Qi's waist. He was not wearing pajamas, and his smooth jade back was exposed to the air. Sang Wu stared at Jun Qi critically.

"No."

Jun Qi immediately retorted, how could he default on his debt? He wished he could go to Xiaohongben directly with Sang Wu now.

No, what account?

Jun Qi immediately realized that he seemed to have forgotten something, and began to search quickly in the memory of last night.

Sang Wu didn't intend to give him time to think about it, but leaned down and took out his mobile phone from the pillow.

Unlock it with one hand and click on the recording, and a piece of audio will start playing.

There was first the sound of a quilt falling to the ground inside, and then there was the sound of a fight, heavy breathing, and Sang Wu's voice.

"Brother...you are...my boyfriend now...right?"

The sound is a little choppy, but the content is very clear.

"Yes, he's your boyfriend."

It was Jun Qi's voice, as if he was afraid that Sang Wu wouldn't believe it, so he deliberately added the following sentence.

"Then... can I do anything... between lovers... to my brother?"

"of course."

The brief recording ended with Jun Qi's affirmative tone. Sang Wu turned off the phone and stuffed it back under the pillow.

But this time, he didn't get up in a hurry. Instead, he lay on Jun Qi's chest and looked at his expression.

Jun Qi also successfully retrieved his memory through recording, but what he didn't expect was that under the circumstances, Sang Wu would actually have the intention to record.

It seems that I can't be soft-hearted next time.

"So boyfriend, what do you want me to do now?"

Jun Qi raised his eyes and looked into Sang Wu's eyes. Just by looking at each other, the atmosphere between the two became more subtle.

Sang Wu's heart moved slightly, and he leaned down as if he was bewitched, but just when he was one centimeter away from Jun Qi's lips, he was blocked by two fingers.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned. Looking at Sang Wu's increasingly dark eyes, Jun Qi just wanted to kick out the mysophobia that appeared at an inappropriate time.

"Since my brother dislikes me, I'd better rinse my mouth first."

Sang Wu raised his eyebrows. Although he knew Jun Qi was unintentional, he still wanted to tease him. As he said that, he was about to get off Jun Qi's body.

"Don't dislike it."

Jun Qi's big palm directly pressed down on Sang Wu's neck, caught the person back, and captured someone's lips with precision.