Ema's younger brother

Fengdou was sitting on the sofa, looking out the window where the sun was shining brightly, the news about the coast of Kanagawa kept echoing in his mind, and the emotion in his slightly sleepy brown eyes was obscure.He swiped open his phone time and time again to click on the text messages sent by Ri Xiangchen in the past few days, and put down the phone again and again in agitation.

Ah, really, there is nothing but a text message to report safety every day. I don’t know if others will worry... Or call me and ask?But that guy's attitude is so cold, why do I have to show a very worried look!

The young idol who always pays attention to image has a mess of flaxen hair and stares bitterly at the mobile phone held up in front of him.

Otherwise... How about making a phone call and asking?

Fengdou opened the address book with his round-knuckle fingers, and his gaze fell on the words 'Hyuga Idiot' - he frowned, apparently making a difficult choice of 'to fight or not to fight'.

"Ding-dong-"

Someone outside the door rang the doorbell.

Hearing the doorbell, Fengdou immediately jumped off the sofa. He brushed his hair casually, walked to the door and looked out through the peephole—a man with silver hair and golden eyes was standing quietly outside the door. The pure cold and majestic eyes became soft when looking at the boy in his arms, and a few strands of worry also climbed up his handsome eyebrows.

And the young man holding the bamboo knife in his arms closed those magnificent red eyes, and the curled eyelashes cast a light shadow on the eyelids—Ri Xiangchen's face was flushed unnaturally, and his eyebrows were flushed because of discomfort. And frowning, the color of the lips is sickly pale.

"Crack-"

The moment Fengdou saw Hinata Chen, he opened the door at a loss, his eyes followed Hinata Chen closely, and he closed the door after Yimulian walked into the room: "What's wrong with him?"

"... exhaustion of spiritual and physical strength, and a fever." Yimolian hesitated to say what he felt about Hinata Chen's physical condition, "He asked me to bring him here."

But it seems that because he rushed over too fast, the manic wind accidentally aggravated Hinata Chen's condition.

Thinking of this, the monster lowered his head and pursed his lips guiltily—human beings are very fragile existences, and he must treat Hinata Chen more carefully in the future.

"...What are you hiding from!" Fengdou, who stretched out his hand to touch Hinata Chen's forehead, yelled violently at Yimu, and then reluctantly lowered his voice after seeing the young man's weakness, "Let me Look at how high his temperature is."

The bright golden eyes were slightly dozed, and the slender eyelashes trembled slightly.He frowned unhappily after hearing Fengdou's words, and took a step back: "Where is the medicine that can reduce fever?"

His undisguised defense and resistance made Feng Dou grind his teeth angrily, but in the end he honestly went to dig out the medicine box.

"Fever-reducing patch, just put it on his forehead. Fever-reducing medicine, feed him, and I'll fetch water later—"

"I'll just pick it up."

The monster cut him off.

Winds:……

"How can you catch the water if you don't let go of him!" Fengdou couldn't bear it and closed the medicine box tightly, and the anger in his heart was slightly relieved when he heard the crisp 'click' sound, "I haven't pursued you yet. Who is it!"

Sitting on the sofa, Yimulian was applying the anti-fever stickers to Hinata Chen. He carefully stroked the broken hair on the young man's forehead. You don't need to know who I am."

Under Fengdou's astonished eyes, he manipulated the wind to move the cup filled with water—"Wait! You need warm water for medicine...I'll boil the water."

warm water?

Yimulian, who had never been sick before, put the cup in his hand on the table, and he tilted his head slightly distressed—human beings are indeed very fragile existences, as if anything can cause them injury, and they always It is impossible to resist these injuries.

[How can I protect you]

The monster's silver-white hair swayed slightly in the wind, his fair and beautiful hand touched the boy's hot cheek, and his fingertips inadvertently brushed those pale and soft lips—his heart constricted suddenly.He withdrew his hand in a panic, a bit of shyness flashed in his golden eyes.

——The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become tense, and the beating of the heart also inexplicably accelerated.

The sight that the monster moved away fell back on the young man unknowingly. He struggled for a while between his brows, but his head still lowered bit by bit, and finally touched Hinata Chen's soft cheek.

Sure enough... so warm...

Yimulian unconsciously adjusted his posture, and lay down on the sofa with Hyugachen.

Fengdou who came back with a water glass: ...

"Are you hentai!"

I usually like Fengdou, who is full of sex and hormones, and unconsciously blames Yimulian: "I've been hugging someone and lying on the sofa together while he's unconscious, no matter how you think about it, it's too much Right?! Get up for me!"

Because he was concerned about Hinata Chen, he lowered the volume of his speech, so Yimulian ignored him very calmly.

The hand holding the cup tightened, and then quickly relaxed.Fengdou let out a soft 'tsk' dissatisfied: "At least let him take the medicine, hentai."

The once high god known as hentai opened his eyes only after hearing the word 'medicine'. He reached out to take the water glass that Fengdou handed over, and carefully fed Hinata Chen the medicine.

"If you take these medicines, you will get better soon."

He put the water glass away, put his forehead against Hyugachen's cheek again, his bright golden eyes were half dozed, his fine eyelashes trembled a few times, the pendant on his chest fell to the young man, and collided with the emerald green earrings .

His whispering ravings reached Fengdou's ears, instantly extinguishing Fengdou's full of anger.

——The feeling of carefully protecting one's treasures is conveyed incomparably clearly from every move.

Feeling helpless for a moment, Fengdou dispelled the remaining unwillingness in his heart, he sighed and pointed to the guest room: "Go to bed and sleep, he will be more comfortable."

One or two are so troublesome, do you have the self-consciousness of being an older brother?Really, this monster has no common sense at all, is it really okay to let him take care of Hinata Chen!

Fengdou, who has always been a brat at home, has been fighting alone in the entertainment industry for so long, but he is actually very reliable.He looked at the monster and thanked him solemnly, then walked into the guest room with Hinata in his arms, covered his head and sighed again.

one way or another.

It's great that idiot Hinata can come back safely—although he looks half-dead, which is an eyesore to death.

Fengdou covered his eyes to restrain his urge to cry, his beautifully shaped lips slowly lifted, revealing a very gentle smile.

"Hello, I'm Futo Asakura. The youkai I mentioned to you before was killed by a strange person who suddenly appeared - probably because it was in the news and attracted a lot of attention, so I don't need to bother you tomorrow .I'm really sorry for disturbing your itinerary... I will pay according to the price."

……

Putting down the phone, Fengdou heaved a sigh of relief.

at last.

Everything is settled.

... What a ghost! ! !

Looking at the job schedule sent by his agent on his mobile phone, the boy idol fell into a deep silence.

at the same time--

Ryu Xiangchen silently looked at the delicate-faced young man standing in front of him, and questioned in an erratic tone: "...Zhu Li?"

"To be honest, I'm also surprised to appear in your dream, Chen."

The author has something to say:

"Fengdou, is Xiaochen with you?"

Fengdou, who received a call from his second brother, nodded calmly: "Yeah, didn't I say it in a text message? I happen to be short of a temporary assistant these days, and I think it's appropriate to let him come - keep in touch Isn't the outside world nice?"

You Jing was silent for a while, he looked at the overly worried expression on Ema's face standing beside him, and made a decision in his heart: "Take good care of him."

Ema bit her lower lip immediately, and wanted to take the phone, but was stopped by You Jing: "He needs to grow up, you need to let go."

You Jing, who hung up the phone calmly, pointed to Mi in the living room: "Look, Mi is doing better than Xiaochen socially. Yachen, who dotes on Mi the most, doesn't want to put Mi under his nose all the time. Beloved."

Ema opened her mouth to say something, but in the end she just lowered her head dejectedly.

Youjing touched her hair helplessly: "You understand it in your heart, don't you? Ema is a smart girl."

"……Um."