dull sunrise

Ji Yun was restless, but he didn't want to drink with his friends either.

Since he lived with Zhou Zeyuan, he rarely went to bars.

For the first time, Young Master Ji turned on his laptop and planned to work. Although he didn't want to go to work, he had nothing to do.After reading the documents for a while, his brother Ji Chen called. The two brothers hadn't had dinner together for a long time, so they made an appointment at a French restaurant in the city center in the evening.

Ji Yun is five years younger than Ji Chen, and he and Ji Chen are half-brothers. Mr. Ji took the second wife, and Ji Chen's mother left Ji's family and stayed abroad and refused to come back, but Ji Yun's mother It was when Ji Yun died in a car accident when he was five years old.

Since then, old man Ji has never married another wife. He has strictly raised his elder son and pampered his younger son wantonly.

Ji Chen has been cold-tempered since he was a child, but he is very kind to Ji Yun, his younger brother.

The small ball in the incubator, the slowly stretched eyebrows, the hibiscus opened to both sides of the face, and crying at the age of five makes people feel tangled...

Ever since he was a child, Ji Chen has been protecting his younger brother calmly, so he never made Ji Yun suffer any grievances. Now, looking at Ji Yun who is absent-mindedly poking cold dishes, Ji Chen frowned.

"What's wrong? Don't want to eat?"

"No……"

"If you don't like it, change to another one, and go to the Japanese food you like."

Ji Yun shook his head, "It's okay, just this, in exchange for trouble."

"Ji Yun, there are some things that can't be done without fear of trouble."

Ji Yun's hand holding the knife and fork paused.

"Well, of course I know," Ji Yun raised his head and smiled at him, "Brother, you still don't know, I'm not the one who would wrong me."

After eating the last dessert, Ji Chen directly sent Ji Yun back to Ji Yun's original single apartment. Ji Yun thought about it, but finally said nothing.

Ji Yun didn't tell his family that he had a boyfriend, and it was impossible for him to tell about his cohabitation with the other party. Now that there is something wrong with the two of them, he dared not tell Ji Chen to worry.

Ji Yun went back to the home he hadn't lived in for almost a month, and felt a little dazzling when the lights were on.

Nine o'clock in the evening seemed to be late, and the nine-to-five office workers should go home, but it didn't seem to be too late. At this time, he and Zhou Zeyuan could still do many, many things together after dinner.

Ji Yun repeatedly checked the phone messages several times, but still couldn't see the information he wanted to see, so he simply turned off the phone and lay down on the bed with his left hand resting on the back of his head, staring at the ceiling absently.

If he didn't take the initiative to tell Zhou Zeyuan that he wouldn't go home tonight, I'm afraid Zhou Zeyuan wouldn't ask any more questions.

It was past eleven o'clock when Special Assistant Han sent Zhou Zeyuan home.

Today's arrangement is too tight, he wanted to send a text message to Ji Yun in the afternoon, but felt that this kind of himself was a little strange, so he finally turned off the phone.

There was a social gathering at night, his stomach had been tempered for so many years in the restaurant and dinner, and now few people really dared to let Zhou Zeyuan have to drink, but tonight Zhou Zeyuan got drunk by himself.

Special Assistant Han finally put Zhou Zeyuan on the bed, and then he freed his eyes to look around slightly.He has been to Zhou Zeyuan's house many times, and he always felt deserted before. It is not difficult to see that Zhou is always a self-restraining single man, but now he has more life, but it doesn't seem to be there. After all, it is still dark when he comes back so late.

After thinking for a while, Special Assistant Han continued to make him hangover soup as usual in silence.

At 35:[-], Ji Yun still decided to go back to Zhou Zeyuan's house.

At twelve o'clock sharp, the pendulum in the hall of Zhou Zeyuan's house made a low sound.

Ji Yun arrived at the door.Special assistant Han brought the hangover soup to the bedroom.

Ji Yun froze for a moment when he opened the door, there were two pairs of shoes on the ground, the other pair he had never seen before.

Seeing that the lights seemed to be on on the second floor, Ji Yun's heart tightened slightly, and he strode up.

The door of the master bedroom was ajar, only the gentle voice of another person could be heard from inside the door.

"Mr. Zhou, sit up and drink some hangover soup. Come on, be careful of the heat."

"Huh? What did you say? What did you send? What do you want?"

Assistant Han couldn't figure out what Zhou Zeyuan meant, and was about to lean over to listen clearly, when Ji Yun just opened the door, and what he saw was their heads and upper bodies that were very close together.

Ji Yun sneered, and leaned against the door with his arms crossed, looking at the two expressionlessly.

The two didn't know each other. After all, Special Assistant Han thought carefully. If the person opposite could open the door and enter Mr. Zhou's house, he naturally knew Mr. Zhou. He didn't dare to offend him, so he quickly stood up and asked, "You yes?"

"His brother."

"I'm Mr. Zhou's special assistant, Han Yi." Saying that, Han Yi stretched out his right hand.

Ji Yun ignored him, and went straight to the bed to unbutton Zhou Zeyuan's shirt, "I'll take care of him, you go back first."

Han Yi couldn't stay any longer, so he said, "Okay. I've already made the hangover soup. Mr. Zhou is used to drinking it, and he won't feel too uncomfortable when he wakes up tomorrow. Please feed him."

After hearing this, Ji Yun felt even more angry, and he was not easy to get angry, so he said politely: "Well, thank you, and thank you for sending him back."

"It should be." Han Yi finished speaking, glanced at Zhou Zeyuan, and left.

The bedroom was quiet. In order not to irritate his eyes, only two warm yellow wall lamps were turned on in the bedroom. Zhou Zeyuan turned his head occasionally, and the light reflected his face even more charmingly. Ji Yun squatted beside the bed and watched He felt that Fengshen was handsome.

Ji Yun squinted his eyes for a while, then suddenly pinched his face forcefully again.

"You bastard Zhou Zeyuan, how dare you bring another man home!"

"Zhou Zeyuan, come home late after drinking, and you're still so close to another man?"

"Now you want to drink the hangover soup made by other men?"

"..."

Zhou Zeyuan firmly grasped Ji Yun's hand that made evil on his face, opened his eyes slightly, wondering if he recognized Ji Yun's face, smiled at him, very gentle.

Ji Yun broke away from his hand in frustration, rubbed his hair, helped him sit up, and picked up the hangover soup beside him, "Me? If it's not because you are afraid that you will have a headache tomorrow and won't be able to get up to make breakfast for me, young master Immediately dump this thing into the sewer. If you dare to laugh at other men like this in the future, this young master will destroy the things you have passed on from generation to generation. "

Ji Yun himself had forgotten that Zhou Zeyuan would not be able to pass on the family lineage to his Zhou family when they were together.

After Ji Yun babbled in his ear for so long, and drank sober soup, Zhou Zeyuan got a little better, but his eyes were still unclear.

"season……"

"Huh? Want to send a courier?" Ji Yun started to change his pajamas after feeding him the soup. Zhou Zeyuan was stripped of his coat and pants, and lay on the big bed with his long arms and legs stretched out. He joked with a smile in his ear: "Send something? Or...Ji Yun?"

"Ji Yun is not something..." Zhou Zeyuan frowned and said seriously.

"..."

"Hmm... Ji Yun..." Zhou Zeyuan's lower body and body were scorching hot under Ji Yun's caress, and everything seemed more ambiguous under the warm yellow light.

Ji Yun kissed him on the face, "Brother Zhou is so good-looking, it is also a pleasure to make you comfortable."

……

Panting, Ji Yun lay on his chest, "Brother Zhou, let's taste his own way too." Then he kissed him.

The two rested for a while, Ji Yun saw that Zhou Zeyuan felt sleepy, and seemed to be falling asleep. He was also a little tired, and was about to pull off the quilt and plan to clean it up tomorrow, but thought that Zhou Zeyuan would definitely not like this, so he He quickly went to the bathtub to put hot water, and it took a lot of effort to put Zhou Zeyuan in.

They are all grown men, and Ji Yun himself is strong enough, but he is slender and thin. Zhou Zeyuan is taller than Ji Yun. After tossing around for most of the night, Ji Yun is also a little tired, and it is a bit difficult to support Zhou Zeyuan.

Didn't bother to let himself go to the bathtub for a soak, Ji Yun looked at the messy sheets and pillows, thinking that Zhou Zeyuan would frown if he fell asleep if he knew, so he simply dug out a new sheet and quilt cover and started changing.

After washing and changing, Zhou Zeyuan finally fell asleep on the bed.

Ji Yun took a shower casually and came out wrapped in a towel, dried himself and nestled into Zhou Zeyuan's arms.

Young master Ji has never served anyone like this before, and he feels that this is really tiring, but he feels very satisfied looking at Zhou Zeyuan who is sleeping soundly. It seems that it's okay for Zhou Zeyuan to be harsh on him occasionally, and he can slowly correct the problem of not liking cleaning .

The author has something to say: there is a part in the middle that is not allowed to watch Q_Q