can i be respectful for a while

Ye Qing's high school life was smooth sailing, and in the school where Ye Jing once attended, he could become the focus of attention wherever he went.

Although he didn't want to.

Every time the teacher talked about the grades, he would mention Ye Jing, and he often shocked everyone by saying, "I will print a few copies of the test papers he has done and send them to you as templates. Even if you copy them, you can use them to practice calligraphy. "

……

Ye Qing often has a calm face, but when he gets home, he can't wait to burn two lip marks on Ye Jing's face.

"Brother, our teacher praised you again today." Ye Qing took off the pink and white T-shirt, but it got stuck on his neck and he couldn't pull it off.

"is it?"

Ye Jing stretched out his hand to help him take off his clothes, and looked away calmly.

The young man was already very delicate and handsome. The bones and texture of his body were evenly distributed on his body, forming a smooth and beautiful line. He just took off his clothes without any scruples, and swayed into the bathroom with his upper body bare.

Ye Jing read the book absent-mindedly, the sound of water splashing in the bathroom was all around his ears, and Ye Qing's figure was shot out of the hazy glass door, like a butterfly entangled in his heart, scratching his reason bit by bit.

He picked up the cigarette from the desk and hid directly in the living room.

"Ye Jing, when did you learn to smoke?" Ye Han looked up at him, then continued to peel Jiang Qi's oranges.

"Didn't you ask me to learn it when you got drunk last time?"

Jiang Qi glared at Ye Han, and Ye Han directly chose to shut up silently.

Ye Jing smiled at the corner of his mouth, followed Ye Han in the company, and spent two full years in the restaurant and dinner, if he couldn't learn it again, it really couldn't be justified.

Ye Jing bit his cigarette, feeling his heart was hollowed out by a little bit of movement upstairs, splash, splash, splash, his mind was full of auditory hallucinations of the sound of water.

Half of the cigarette was extinguished in the ashtray, and the dialogue in the TV series was carefully edited. Ye Jing stared at the TV for a long time without understanding a word, "Dad, Mom, I'm going up."

Ye Han and Jiang Qi looked at him inexplicably, and nodded at the same time.

Ye Jing went back into the room again, took out the typical cooperation case his father had given him, and flipped through it.

Before he could see what was going on, Ye Qing started shouting in the bathroom, "Ye Jing!!"

Ye Jing's heart trembled, "What's wrong?"

"The shower head is broken and can't be closed. Come and take a look."

Ye Jing reacted for three seconds before responding, "Well, wait a minute, come right away."

The bathroom door was unlocked, and he opened it with a light pull. The bathroom was foggy, and Ye Jing hadn't had time to see anything, and the water in the shower head poured down the top of his head with a splash.

"Hahahaha," Ye Qing laughed, and smeared his face with shower gel mixed with shampoo, "Ye Jing, aren't you a genius? Hahahaha..."

Ye Jing wiped his face with water, his hair was dripping wet, he threw the shower aside, and hugged the naked Ye Qing by the waist, "Little brat, you dare to play with me?"

Ye Qing smiled and hugged his neck to prevent him from being thrown down, his complexion soaked in moisture was a little red, and his breath sprayed hotly on the back of Ye Qing's neck, making him terribly seductive.

Ye Jing felt that his blood was surging, and he was a little out of control, but Ye Qing unbuttoned his shirt with a face full of fear, "It's all wet, you should wash it soon," he said, touching his chest, sighing with emotion. She laughed, "Ye Jing, your breasts feel good, don't you?"

Ye Jing just looked at him and didn't speak. There was a meaningful smile in his eyes, which made people uncertain.

Ye Qing was horrified when he saw it, "Hey, stingy, can't you touch it?"

"Have you touched enough?" Ye Jing asked with a smile, "Is it my turn now?"

"Indecent, rascal," Ye Qing struggled and jumped off, wanting to run outside, "Mom, brother is going to kill someone!"

Ye Jing stretched out his arms to stop him, smiling maliciously, "That's not okay, I, Ye Jing, never do business at a loss."

"Okay, okay, I'll just touch it for you," Ye Qing puffed out his chest, and two brand new and tender red beans jumped into his eyes.

Ye Jing stared at his serious face, smiled deeper, stretched out his hand to pick him up and put him on the sink, "Forget it, I'll just reluctantly change it."

"Change what?"

"Change this," Ye Jing raised his fingers to press his lips, pressed down forcefully, and bit his lower lip.

It's just that he let go of it in a moment, his heart was boiling, but his face was very calm, "Old rules, don't make an exception."

After speaking, he carefully captured the expression on Ye Qing's face, thinking that he would be angry.

Well, he did get mad.

"You actually bit me?!" Ye Qing angrily reached out and hugged his neck, and bit back without saying a word, still triumphant in his heart, he had to return it no matter what.

Yes, Ye Jing is a very gentleman, but the prodigal son in his bones is also destined to be an out-and-out hooligan.

If you are indifferent at this time.

Ye Jing pressed down with his strength, and pressed his whole body against the mirror of the sink, his lips turned into an attack, and easily covered Ye Qing's lips, and a deep smile trickled out, "This is not good ?”

"Brother," Ye Qing wanted to struggle unconvinced, but he pressed him tighter and more firmly.

The tip of her tongue twirled around his lips, taking advantage of his rebuttal to break in, entangled his tongue, and led him to kiss back actively.

Ye Qing felt comfortable, followed him in a cloud of mist, licked Ye Jing's lips, and kissed him earnestly.

Ye Jing smiled and wiped the body fluid from the corner of his mouth for him, waiting for the next article.

Who knew that Ye Qing was not only not angry, but instead said arrogantly and disgustedly, "Brother, you kissed me again, if you want to kiss me in the future, can you be generous?"

……

Ye Jing put his arms around his smooth waist, put his lips close to his ear and whispered with a smile, "Then... Brother, can you give me another kiss?"

"Oh, no, no, no," Ye Qing suddenly pushed him away, and jumped off the sink naked, "Hurry up and wash, I'm going to bed."

Ye Jing watched him escape with his waist down, with a smile hidden in his eyes, and subconsciously licked his lips.

It seems that Ye Qing didn't take this matter to heart, Ye Jing also acquiesced that his behavior that day was just out of jokes between brothers, he would send him to school first at work every day, and pick him up by car after get off work.

Ye Qing's three years of high school life was particularly nourishing, but all the love letters were confiscated by Ye Jing, the reason is that puppy love affects study.

Of course, it affects the 'brotherhood' even more.

In the few months before Ye Qing's college entrance examination, Ye Jing would tutor him in his studies every night, teach him to deal with the most complicated problems in the shortest time, and also supplemented with supplements and metaplasia.

Looking at Ye Jing who was handling the documents, Ye Qing sat on his lap in his pajamas and leaned into his arms, "Brother, this question is too difficult, I don't want to do it."

"Who said you want to be like me?" Ye Jing put his arms around him, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Is this enough?"

"You teach me."

Ye Jing couldn't help but sniffed at his neck, and said with a smile, "Can I wait until I read this contract? The company will use it tomorrow."

Ye Qing turned around, sat on his lap face to face, put his arms around his neck and began to fuss, "You know that you read contracts, documents, and books all day long, are you annoying?"

"I've been watching you all day, haven't I?" Ye Jingren lay in his arms, the speed of the pen writing on the contract kept on writing, "Good boy, brother will be fine soon."

"Brother, brother, brother!" Ye Qing made trouble, "Let's discuss something."

"what's up?"

"You help me make this set of papers."

Ye Jing signed his name indifferently, and closed the folder with a 'snap', "What did you say?"

"Ah," Ye Qing was taken aback, "I didn't... I didn't say anything."

"Okay, come down and do the questions."

"No," Ye Qing hugged him desperately, "I don't want to do it."

"Then what do you want to do?" Ye Jing smiled and looked down at the person lying in his arms like a puppy.

"I don't want to go to class tomorrow," Ye Qing yawned. "Tomorrow, what did the teacher say about inviting a famous alumnus to give a speech at the school? It's boring."

"Didn't you ask him to encourage you to study?" Ye Jing put his hand on his back and rubbed it lightly, "Why do you always play childish?"

Ye Qing nestled in his arms, "Ye Jing, I don't want to go to class tomorrow."

"No," Ye Jing refused bluntly.

"Then I don't want to do the problem." Ye Qing raised his head, arched forward suddenly, and kissed him on the chin, "Brother——"

Ye Jing glanced at him with low eyes, then picked up the test paper on the table and quickly browsed through it, and circled ten questions with a pen, "At least do these few questions."

Ye Qing smiled and rolled his eyes, "I knew that my brother is the best person in the world."

"Don't get cheap and act like a good boy," Ye Jing raised his eyebrows, hiding his knife in his smile, "If the grades fall out of the top three in the whole class this time, then our graduation trip will be cancelled."

"Don't bro—"

Ye Jing blocked his kissing lips, unreasonable, "Finish in half an hour, and then go to bed."

Ye Qing had no choice but to obey obediently. On the second day, after the mock exam, he went down to the auditorium under the guidance of his teacher to listen to the speech at the [-]-day swearing-in meeting.

The students next to him discussed enthusiastically, "I heard that he is a returnee, and he looks super handsome."

"Can you not be so superficial? Before he graduated, he got offers from many prestigious schools in the United States, and he has won countless national awards."

"I came here for him at the beginning, idol, it would be great if I could work with him in the future."

Ye Qing found a seat and sat down without much interest, thinking who is this person who is boasting so mysteriously, he is almost comparable to Ye Jing.

The principal made a simple beginning, and then said, "Next, let's invite Ye Jing, who graduated from Stanford University and later studied master's and doctoral degrees in economics theory at Harvard University, the pride of our No. [-] Middle School, to give him Tell me about him, the magic weapon for winning the college entrance examination back then."

The principal's "Ye Jing classmate" made the students below feel that they were all related to Ye Jing, and the applause was thunderous, drowning Ye Qing who was in a daze.

Standing on the stage, Ye Jing was dazzled, and his gentlemanly attitude with a smile all the time was even more difficult to control.

At that moment, Ye Qing, who almost exploded on the spot, thought that Ye Jing belonged to him and could only belong to him.