The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

Su Xiang violently grabbed Xue Moqian's collar and lifted him up, then punched him several times.

"No, no, no! Brother, I was wrong. Ah! Don't hit me anymore. If you hit me again, my face will be disfigured!"

a long time.

Xue Moqian covered his swollen left face and begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, okay? Please don't hit me..."

Su Yang got up from the ground with a bitter look on his face, walked forward and said:

"Brother, forget it, let's go back."

He was in a very bad mood right now and was in no mood to worry about anything else.

"Humph!"

Su Xiang let go of Xue Moqian and gave him a fierce look:

"I'll let you go this time, but if you dare to do it again, I'll skin you alive. Get lost!"

"Okay! Big brother, I promise I won't do it again!"

Xue Moqian chuckled and left quickly to avoid getting beaten.

Su Xiang watched his back disappear from his sight before turning around and pulling Su Yang to look left and right. He felt relieved only after confirming that he was not injured.

"Brother, weren't you sleeping at your sister's place? Luckily she told me that you were on your way to find me, so I was able to show up in time, otherwise you would have suffered a great loss."

Su Yang pulled the corners of his mouth, trying hard to suppress the urge to cry, and forced a smile:

"I haven't seen you for a long time... so I wanted to sleep with you..."

Hearing this, Su Xiang's expression became complicated: "Did you have a fight with your sister?"

His words made Su Yang's heart even more sour. He raised his head to force back the liquid that was about to overflow from his eyes, pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

Su Xiang was silent for a moment, then reached out and gave him a big hug, patted his back, and comforted him:

"Don't be sad, I have my brother here."

"Ah."

Su Yang buried his head in his arms and nodded.

……

The two brothers returned to their residence. Su Yang used his hands and feet to get into bed, curled up in Su Xiang's arms like a kitten, and said in a deep voice:

"Brother... Jun Yue doesn't like me anymore..."

"Huh? How could that be?" Su Xiang touched his furry head and soothed him:

"My sister loves you the most. She has been talking about you every day during the time you were away."

"No, she wasn't thinking about me, but Hua Jianli. She had always liked Hua Jianli. The reason she was with me was only because I had his shadow on me..."

When he said the last sentence, Su Yang's tone clearly carried a hint of resentment and pain that could not be concealed.

Su Xiang listened to him quietly, then gently rubbed his messy hair.

"I understand how you feel. If it were me, even if that person was my past life, I would still feel like a substitute..."

He paused and continued, "I will go find my sister and explain this matter to her in detail, and try to get her to change the name, okay?"

"Yeah! Okay!" Su Yang nodded vigorously, looked up and rubbed Su Xiang's neck affectionately.

……

"Wei Zhi...hiccup~ Call...call me husband so I can hear it...hiccup~"

On the other side, the bastard Feng Zhi got drunk and took the opportunity to act like a hooligan.

Wei Zhi kicked him away, frowned and said coldly:

"Look at you, you've drunk all my wine, get out of here!

The bitch refused to give in, staggered to her feet, staggered two steps and threw herself into his arms, grabbed his clothes on his chest, and yelled coquettishly:

"No, no~ Wei Zhi, you bad guy, you bad guy! Hurry up and call me husband, or I will bite you..."

He pouted, his eyes were misty, and his rosy face showed childish stubbornness.

"Heh... You're such a jerk, are you worthy of me calling you husband?"

Wei Zhi sneered.

The bastard Feng Zhi pouted in grievance, and lay on Wei Zhi's legs with his butt sticking out. His soft and sticky voice rang out:

"I'm not worthy? Then who do you think is worthy? Who is worthy of you?"

"No one is worthy of me except my master."

"Wow! So you have this weird habit, and you actually have evil thoughts about the little baby..."

As he spoke, he suddenly stood up straight and accused Wei Zhi seriously:

"Hey, hey, hey! Wei Zhi, your idea is very dangerous! Your baby is still a minor.

How could you have the heart to eat that? Tsk tsk tsk, you are such a beast! Beast! Beast! "

"..." Wei Zhi was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed softly, grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms.

"I am the king of beasts, so aren't you afraid that I will eat you?"

Wei Zhi lowered his eyes, leaned closer, and pressed his warm lips against his forehead.

"I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid... Hiccup~ As long as it's you, I'm not afraid of anything... Hiccup~"

He shook his head stupidly, his face flushed, looked at him with watery eyes, and pouting his lips kissed him.

"Um... Wei Zhi, don't you hate me? Why don't you push me away..."

he asked vaguely.

Wei Zhi didn't answer, but instead hugged him and sat him on the bed, then leaned over and kissed him deeply...

Feng Zhi didn't know how long he had slept, but he vaguely felt someone calling him.

When I opened my sleepy eyes, what came into view was Wei Zhi's handsome and evil face.

"woke up?"

"Hmm~" He responded lazily, rubbed his eyes with his hand, was stunned for a moment, then sat up and screamed:

"Ah——! Why are you in my bed?"

"Shh..." Wei Zhi raised his index finger and put it in front of his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

"What do you mean I'm in your bed? Please look carefully, it's you who is in my bed!"

"Ah?" He blinked, trying to recall what happened last night...

The memory stayed at the moment when they finished drinking, and then he pounced on Wei Zhi with the courage of a coward emboldened by the alcohol.

But before he could kiss her enough... he pushed her over... and then... then he lost consciousness.

What the hell!

Did I take advantage of Wei Zhi completely?

But how come I have no memory of such an exciting thing?

"Hmm, judging from your expression, you don't remember anything?" Wei Zhi raised his eyebrows:

"Since we forgot, let's just try again..."

After Wei Zhi finished speaking, without waiting for him to refuse, he grabbed his arm and pushed him down. His slightly cool thin lips fell on his ears and he blew seductively.

"Do you like this feeling?"

Feng Zhi's body stiffened, and he said stupidly:

"Like...like..."

"Oh, that's good..." Wei Zhi curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction and sealed his lips again.

"Hey, don't!" Feng Zhi's face turned red for a moment.

"Shut up!"

"Wu~ Don't wait... There is something I must ask clearly..."

Wei Zhi stopped what he was doing, looked at him with raised eyebrows, and motioned for him to continue.

Feng Zhi licked his lips and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking weakly:

"Um...are you kidding me?"

"Haha." Wei Zhi twitched his lips and said sarcastically, "I've taken off my clothes, what do you think?"

"But I...why don't I feel anything?"