[Quick Pass] Sick and Childhood Cultivation System

Settlement villa.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were closed, blocking the overwhelming heat and noisy cicadas from the outside world.

The beige curtains were drawn, and soft light shone in through the glass windows.

Nostalgicly comforting the fair-skinned and lovely boy.

His pure black hair docilely covered his chubby little face.The delicate eyebrows are always slightly furrowed, the eyelashes are curved and cast a shadow, and the pupils are moist, but there is no trace of expression.

The child's nose is also very cute. It is not a straight nose bridge, but a slight curvature, but it is unexpectedly full.Against his bright red lips, it is extraordinarily attractive.

Makes one want to rub, kiss, and preferably bite.

An Wei lay lazily on the sofa, looking at Su Xingsheng's fingers bouncing on the keys, with a contented smile on the corner of his mouth.

He stretched out his hand and made a stroking motion in the air, as if he had already touched the young man who was playing the piano seriously.

If this action is done by an adult man, his boyfriend must be extremely powerful.

But he didn't have any sense of disobedience when he made such a move as a young man.

His eyes were full of love.

This love is full of cherishment and urgency.

The boy who played the piano seriously couldn't see it, and even if he saw it, he probably wouldn't be able to understand it.

Thinking of this, An Wei was a little frustrated.

"Morning" is the famous song of the famous composer Ben and Jerry. The warm and clean piano sound requires super high skills to play.

This song was played by Su Xingsheng, who suffers from autism, and after all, there are flaws in the ointment.

The craftsmanship is impeccable, but there is always a lack of emotion｜color.

"Master, someone from the Su family has come to pick up Young Master Su." The old housekeeper of the An family knocked on the door, "It's already very late."

"Understood, Grandpa Li, I'll take Xiao Sheng down immediately." An Wei squinted her eyes and smirked, a dark light flashed across her closed eyes.

After Su Xingsheng finished playing a piece, he heard Steward Li say that someone was coming to pick him up, so he knew it might be his brother.

There was a rare gleam in his eyes, and he stood up immediately, wanting to go home.

An Wei is not happy.He was very jealous, although he was very happy that Su Xingsheng could have mood swings, but it was not himself who made him feel emotional.

Thinking of this, he wished he could tear Su Xingzhi apart.

However, Su Xingzhi is Xiao Sheng's only family member.

For Xiao Sheng's sake, Su Xingzhi dealt with Jian Jiangye at all costs.

However, that seems to be just Su Xingzhi from the previous life, this life... the changes are too great.

An Wei embraced Su Xingsheng with both hands, resting his chin on his right shoulder, "Xiao Sheng, don't be in a hurry to go home, play "Moonlight" with me, okay?"

The hot breath he exhaled while speaking was on Su Xingsheng's ears and neck, and Su Xingsheng only felt numb and itchy.

He frowned, not knowing how to describe this feeling.

Like hugging mom, kissing dad goodnight, and sleeping in my brother's arms.

Not annoying, even a little bit happy.

An Wei looked at Su Xingsheng's frown, but felt a little disappointed.

Little did they know that Su Xingsheng was just wondering about the seldom fluctuations in his heart.

"Moonlight" is a relatively difficult piece to play, and the ensemble performance by two people not only requires high piano skills of both parties.

The two must have a perfect understanding, whether it is the playing technique or the emotion when playing.

Su Xingsheng agreed after thinking about it.

He sat down again and made room for An Wei.

An Wei rubbed his nose, sat down beside Su Xingsheng, lightly rubbed his shoulder against Su Xingsheng, and smiled flatteringly.

Su Xing's chubby face was still expressionless, and he looked at An Wei without blinking, as if asking again: Can we start?

An Wei gently rubbed Su Xingsheng's hair, "Let's get started."

Two pairs of equally exquisite palms danced on the piano in tacit cooperation.

For a while, melodious and gentle music sounded in the piano room again.

Unlike before, the sound of the piano this time brought emotion into it.

It's An Wei's feelings.

The warm and hidden love is faint in the sound of the piano, but when you think it is going to disappear, it suddenly bursts into a more intense and domineering roar.

Su Xingsheng felt like he was rowing a boat in the ocean, the waves were sometimes gentle and gentle, and sometimes violent.

The waves stirred up hit him from time to time, making him a little at a loss.

End of a song.

Su Xingsheng heaved a sigh of relief.

An Wei smiled contentedly.

I was a little happy to use music to tease my little daughter-in-law who didn't understand anything.

"I'll take you back." An Wei smiled and took Su Xingsheng's hand.

Su Xingsheng was still immersed in the emotions An Wei brought to him, he couldn't recover, and followed An Wei downstairs in a daze.

"Where's brother?" When Su Xingsheng returned to Su's house, the first thing he did was to ask about his brother.

The new butler of the Su family is Jian Jiangye, who knew what might happen in Su Xingzhi's room, so he stopped him, "Young Master Su is already asleep, and he ordered that the young master also go to bed early."

An Wei looked at Su Xingsheng's aggrieved expression, and forcefully pushed away the arm that was blocking him. He looked at the new butler of the Su family, with a half-smile, "I see that the lights in your Young Master Su's room are still on, maybe Young Master Su Haven't slept yet?"

After finishing speaking, he already took Su Xingsheng's hand and walked towards Su Xingzhi's room.

The door of the room was not closed, and a faint light leaked from the crack in the door.

Just as Su Xingsheng put his hand on the doorknob, Su Xingzhi's hoarse choking sound suddenly came from inside the door.

He was about to open the door and ask his brother what happened, but An Wei held his palm on the door and stopped him from opening the door.

Su Xingsheng didn't know what the noise was, but An Wei knew it. It's probably because Jian Jiangye had already succeeded.

It's just that Jian Jiangye doesn't seem to be such a careless person. If he chose to go to Su Xingzhi at this time, why would he ask someone to call Su Xingsheng back?

I don't know if I forgot to close the door or left it on purpose.

"Brother, he's crying!" Su Xingsheng struggled, but he was obviously not as strong as An Wei.

An Wei didn't know what to think of, hesitated for a while, and let go of her hand.

Su Xingzhi was drowsy, struggling back and forth between desire and reason, but still abandoned his dignity as a straight man, and succumbed to the sea of ​​extreme pleasure, because it was so comfortable that he didn't even hear the door open.

"Brother?" Su Xingsheng stood stiffly at the door, looking at the two people who were stuck together with messy clothes.

When Jian Jiangye heard Su Xingsheng's voice, he didn't stop his movements, but quietly blocked the two of them from looking at Su Xingzhi.

Su Xingzhi was about to go crazy. He managed to recover a little bit of sobriety, but it was too shameful to be watched by his younger brother.

"Xiao Sheng, close the door and go back to your own room..." Su Xingzhi spoke intermittently, and managed to speak a complete sentence.

Jian Jiangye didn't seem to be embarrassed or shy at all, picking out Su Xingzhi's sensitive spots and teasing him non-stop.

He looked at Su Xingsheng who was stunned by the door, and smiled happily, but there was a humble and weak provocation in his eyes, and he said, "Brother, it's mine."

Sooner or later, my brother will belong to me alone.

That day isn't too far away.