After raising a crooked junior brother, his design collapsed [Rebirth]

The wet and soft touch spread out on the cheeks, and in front of Ji Xingmian was Feng Wuzhou's magnified face, with crow's feather-like eyelashes clearly defined.The distance between the two was so close that he could even feel the touch of Feng Wuzhou's eyelashes on his face.

Feng Wuzhou supported his shoulder with one hand, clasped his wrist with the other, pulled a little distance away, and leaned over again, his breath sweeping along his slightly parted lips, "Brother , you are so sweet."

There was a bang in Ji Xingmian's head, as if the blood in his whole body was on fire.Instinctively, he took a step back to increase the distance, but he forgot that there was a pile of debris, large and small, piled up behind him.

The charming atmosphere was broken, various objects fell to the ground, and there was a loud clatter in the small kitchen, Ji Xingmian himself tripped over himself, but it was Feng Wuzhou who held him in time to prevent him from falling.

Almost as soon as he stood firmly, Ji Xingmian pulled back the hand that was being held.

The reaction of the human body is the most deceitful. Standing in the middle of the mess, Ji Xingmian felt that his whole body was very hot, and the sound of his heartbeat was so strong that it would burst his eardrums.

He repeatedly told himself that it was nothing but a whim, but there were some desires that he shouldn't have in his heart, which made him feel ashamed and embarrassed, but he couldn't help but want to get closer.

"You..." Ji Xingmian lowered his eyes, and unconsciously clasped his fingers with his hands hidden in his sleeves, "You just...why..."

He was so panicked that he forgot to cover up, only the most instinctive reaction of his body remained, his voice became lower and lower, and the last few words were almost only breathless, "Why..."

"What why?" Feng Wuzhou took a step towards him, "What did you say?"

"Why..." Ji Xingmian was forced back by him, rubbing his fingers against his palm, taking a deep breath to try to calm down, "Why... that... on my face..."

"Isn't it possible?" Feng Wuzhou tilted his head, looking confused, as if he couldn't understand, "Didn't I do this before?"

Ji Xingmian didn't know how he felt when he heard this answer. He felt that he was divided into two parts. One part controlled his body rationally, while the other part was emotional but couldn't find the truth as if he had stepped into a bottomless pit.

"No." Ji Xingmian heard his own voice, "Now that you have transformed, you can't treat others casually like that."

Feng Wuzhou: "Can't do it to you too?"

Ji Xingmian: "No."

Feng Wuzhou continued to ask, "Why?"

"As I said, the human race and the demon race have different ways of expressing their emotions." Ji Xingmian bit his lower lip, "That just now...has a special meaning in the human race, and it can't be done to others casually."

"But I like treating you that way." Feng Wuzhou approached him step by step, and didn't stop until he was pushed to the bottom of the wall, and whispered close to his face: "I like this."

The distance between the two was almost closer than before, and even their breaths were intertwined. Even when Feng Wuzhou was speaking, Ji Xingmian could feel something soft on his lips.

Ji Xingmian was confused, "Do you know what liking means?"

"I know, I want it." Feng Wuzhou said, and touched his lips very lightly, "I want to always want it."

The sky was getting brighter, and the sunlight came in inch by inch along the door frame, and slowly crawled to the two of them.

Feng Wuzhou stood against the light, Ji Xingmian couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel the scorching temperature in his eyes, and easily rekindled his slightly lowered body temperature.

The impulse kept rising in his body, Ji Xingmian moved his fingers, wanting to hug him, but restrained himself the moment he lifted it up.All kinds of past life flashed in his mind one after another, the fire in the bottom of his heart was extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and his rationality returned.

"You're still young." Ji Xingmian lowered his eyelashes to avoid his gaze, "Wait until you grow up."

The silence continued to extend in the air, until the daylight covered the whole room, Feng Wuzhou finally spoke, "What about when I grow up?"

"When you grow up, you will be able to distinguish the definition of liking, and you will still want to like... like this..." Ji Xingmian swallowed the possibility that he might recall his previous life, and his ten fingers are entangled with each other, "When It's time... let's talk about it again."

Feng Wuzhou didn't speak, but suddenly raised his chin with his hand, "Brother, look at me."

Ji Xingmian, who was forced to raise his head, bumped into his eyes unexpectedly, and now only the overflowing aggression remained in those peach-blossom eyes that were once smiling and pitiful, staring at him with burning eyes, completely distorting his entire reflection. locked inside.

Feng Wuzhou was very close to him, almost speaking against his lips, his deep voice was tender, but his eyes could not refuse, "Brother, look at me, repeat it again."

"I..." Ji Xingmian suddenly lost his voice, and it took him a while to regain his voice, "I said that when you grow up...if you still insist, we will talk about this matter again."

"Okay." Feng Wuzhou lowered his eyes, bit his lips lightly, let go of him, and smiled with his eyes bent, "Then brother must remember."

At this time, Ji Xingmian felt that the oppressive feeling on Feng Wuzhou's body just now was gone again.Originally, after yesterday's incident, he thought that he had gained a new understanding of Feng Wuzhou, but he never thought that the other party had such a side.

Thinking about it carefully, last night, the boy who asked him coquettishly with red eyes if he would let him go was as if he didn't exist.

"Oh my God……"

A scream came from the door of the kitchen, and Ji Xingmian suddenly came back to his senses, seeing that Feng Lingxuan had come over at some time, and was looking at them in disbelief, "You... are you fighting in the kitchen?"

"No..." Ji Xingmian glanced at the messy scene in the kitchen, fell silent for a moment, felt that it was really hard to explain clearly, and simply said, "I'll give you a new set when I go back."

Feng Lingxuan: "...No need."

He keenly sensed that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere between the two, and wisely changed the subject, "I just saw that the girls in the yards next door seem to have gone to the same place, do you want to go and have a look?"

There were only three people who could advance after seven days, and the three of them just filled the quota.If those girls don't want to sit still, the first thing that comes to mind is to join forces and deal with them first.

Ji Xingmian agreed, and followed him for two steps, then stopped habitually, and turned to look for Feng Wuzhou's location.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, Ji Xingmian looked away unnaturally, but held his hand towards him, "Let's go."

"Okay." Feng Wuzhou responded obediently, reaching out to hold him.

In this short period of time, the two of them were already a few steps behind Feng Lingxuan, Ji Xingmian only focused on the front, and didn't notice that Feng Wuzhou's eyes looking at him gradually dimmed and became deeper and deeper.

Counting the time in the imperial capital, this is the second time Ji Xingmian said that he was young.The last time I said it to Qin Li, but this time I said it directly to him.Feng Wuzhou secretly said in his heart, he must find an opportunity in the future to let his senior brother know that he is not young at all.

The author has something to say: Emotional drama is too difficult to write...

Really didn't mean to make such a short QAQ