It's really hard to be a scumbag

"you like me?"

Faced with this question, Jiang Jiang of course nodded decisively.

His candid appearance made Bai Hang confused for a moment whether it was his real thoughts or he had to bow his head because he was under the eaves.But even if it was a lie, Bai Hang couldn't help but be moved by it, and couldn't be more tempered and cold-faced, he raised his hand and hugged Jiang Jiang into his arms.

This hug has a different meaning than it has in the past.

At this moment, they are no longer brothers on the surface, but lovers with the same affection.

However, good moments are always very short. Jiang Jiang just heard Hui Baihang's rapid heartbeat when a mobile phone notification sounded suddenly.He moved his head, raised his face curiously and looked at the indifferent Baihang: "Don't you want to take a look?"

Bai Hang pushed his head back: "With you in my arms, I don't want to worry about other things."

Jiang Jiang has heard a lot of love stories, but Baihang is different from other fragments, he is Jiang Jiang's favorite cub!

He was very happy to hear Bai Hang say this, and when he was in a good mood, he said with understanding: "We have a long time in the future, and we are not in a hurry to get close for a while. The work matters are not just about you alone. If you are free, It’s better to deal with it in time.”

Bai Hang laughed lightly, let go of the hand holding Jiang Jiang's back of the head, and said softly: "The child has grown up, and he knows how to care for his brother."

Jiang Jiang puffed out his chest proudly, and accepted the compliment without hesitation.

Bai Hang took out his mobile phone, opened it and glanced at it, the expression on his face quickly became gloomy.

Seeing the veins popping out on the back of his hand holding the phone, Jiang Jiang couldn't help saying: "What's wrong? Did you encounter any difficulties? It's okay, I'll be with you."

He cheered up Bai Hang full of energy.

According to past experience, no matter how angry Bai Hang was, he would still smile after being comforted by him.

But this time seems to be a little different.

Although Bai Hang's face softened a bit, the corners of his lips were still drawn into a straight line. He took a deep look at Jiang Jiang, and then handed over the phone when Jiang Jiang was confused.

Jiang Jiang took it blankly, looked down, and saw a multimedia message displayed on the phone screen.

A photo was inserted in the MMS message.

The teenager in the photo is sleeping soundly, with half of his face buried in a soft pillow, his body covered by the quilt, only a small half of his shoulders are exposed.Under the quilt, he didn't seem to be wearing any clothes, his smooth and delicate shoulders were clearly exposed, and there were ambiguous marks all over his snow-white skin, extending all the way to his neck.

What a picture of Begonia sleeping in spring.

If the main character in it wasn't him, Jiang Jiang would be happy to save the picture with his paws.

Swallowing his saliva, Jiang Jiang clearly sensed the gloomy air-conditioning over Bohang's body, and his eyes fell on his shoulders even more chilly, it was obvious what he was thinking.

If there is a time-back machine, Jiang Jiang must travel back to 2 minutes ago, and he will beat himself up when he opened his mouth.

He wanted to cry, but because he had experienced many battles and was well-informed, he subconsciously began to look for a breakthrough.

Three consecutive denials are definitely not enough, Bai Hang is very familiar with his body, he can tell that the person is him just by looking at his shoulder, not to mention that the person who posted the photo thoughtfully showed half of his face.

In that case, he could only admit it.

Jiang Jiang took a deep breath, raised his head firmly, and said with tears in his eyes, "Who didn't meet a few scumbags when they were young."

Bai Hang looked at him fixedly: "Zuo Si is a scumbag?"

"Ah?" Jiang Jiang was stunned for a moment, then looked down again, only to notice Zuo Siting who sent his pornographic pictures.

That's right, he only did it once in reality, and no one except Zuo Si could get such a picture.

wrong!

Zuo Si heard that he was gentle and elegant, so he definitely wouldn't do such a messy thing, it must be Sheng Hengxi who was doing it.

Jiang Jiang wrote down Sheng Hengxi's name in a small notebook with vengeance, and then racked his brains and said, "Of course he is a scum, no one sends out photos of his ex-boyfriend's bed everywhere!"

Bai Hang hummed calmly, took the phone from Jiang Jiang's palm, turned around and was about to leave.

Jiang Jiang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly called to him: "Where are you going?"

Bai Hang stopped in his tracks: "He dares to bully you like this, of course I'm going to settle the score with him."

Jiang Jiang's impression of Bo Hang was still that of a poor little boy who was being targeted. He was a little worried when he saw that he had been staying at Zuo Si Ting, but now that he had to take the initiative to see Zuo Si Ting, he immediately frowned and said: "Zuosi sounds good, and he is older than you. He has been in the business world for many years. Didn't you go to him to deliver food?"

Bai Hang didn't look back, and said in a deep voice: "He bullies you, even if I die, I won't make him feel better."

Jiang Jiang: "..."

No wonder every shard has sickness.

It turns out that you, the ontology, didn't learn well and set a wrong example.

"Come back." Jiang Jiang was tired and didn't bother to chase him, so he sat on the bed with dead fish eyes: "If something happens to you, will you leave me alone as a widow?"

Bai Hang looked over, with a strange look in his eyes: "There are many people who like you."

He answered the wrong question, but Jiang Jiang understood: "But those people are not you."

Like a ferocious beast that has been tamed successfully, the gloom surrounding Bai Hang's body slowly dissipated. He obediently refused to leave, and returned to sit beside Jiang Jiang.The phone was still emitting light. He looked down and never raised his head again.

Seeing him staring at the photo of her bed, Jiang Jiang felt that he was about to commit cancer, so he couldn't help but slapped his paw on the phone, blushing fiercely and said, "Don't look at it!"

Bai Hang said silently: "I've never seen you like this before."

Then you can't stare at it!

That's a picture of him when he was getting close to others. Don't you feel heartbroken when you look at it? !

Jiang Jiang was so ashamed that he couldn't speak, so he could only repeat: "Anyway, don't watch it."

Bai Hang sighed, put the phone aside, hugged Jiang Jiang into his arms, patted him on the back and said softly: "Okay, brother, don't look at it, Jiang Jiang won't cry, okay?"

Jiang Jiang's small face was buried in his chest, and his words were muffled: "I didn't cry."

Bai Hang smiled lightly: "I didn't cry, but I can't change the little problem of tears in my eyes when I'm shy."

It's so annoying to have an older brother who knows everything about himself.

Jiang Jiang snorted and ignored him.

The corners of her lips could not help but rise a little.

The two brothers had intimate conversations, and when Jiang Jiang's stomach growled with hunger, Bai Hang came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream: "I made porridge, and I'll serve it to you."

Jiang Jiang shook his head: "I'll go down with you, and I'll see you off after eating."

In most cases, Bai Hang respected Jiang Jiang's choice and was unwilling to over-speculate Jiang Jiang's thoughts.

Hearing this ambiguous sentence now, he didn't change his face, but just dealt with the matter gently: "I don't want to leave."

Jiang Jiang said solemnly: "How can that be done? This is Zuo Siting's home. What if he comes back suddenly?"

Bo Hang paused: "Jiang Jiang... I have something I want to tell you."

Jiang Jiang tilted his head to look at him.

Bo Hang said in a low voice: "Zuo Si can't hear it back."

Jiang Jiang was stunned: "He's dead? Isn't that one dead body and two lives?"

"?" A puzzled look flashed across Bai Hang's eyes, and then he explained: "He's still alive, but there's a problem with the company, and now he's being watched from the dark, so he doesn't have a chance to see you."

Jiang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that he didn't die, but how could something happen to a good company?"

Baihang's face remained unchanged, pretending not to hear.

Seeing that Jiang Jiang was still muttering, 'No wonder he's so busy these days that his feet don't touch the ground', Bai Hang changed the subject calmly: "So I have plenty of time here to accompany you."

Jiang Jiang snorted: "Aren't you going to take care of your own company? What if Zuo's father seizes power?"

Bai Hang said lightly: "Qu Lin is watching in the company."

Jiang Jiang rubbed his head, confused by the rapidly changing situation: "Isn't Qu Lin a big star?"

After asking, he found the answer from his memory: "No, he debuted because of interest. There is a high-tech dad in his family, and he can be regarded as an upstart rich second generation."

"En." Bai Hang nodded: "Qu Lin knew that simply being rich is harmful and not beneficial. After all, relying on his father is not a long-term solution, so he came to me to seek cooperation. I was just let go by Zuo Si at that time. In difficult times, we agreed to form an alliance with him, each taking what we needed.”

Suddenly, Jiang Jiang lost interest in this topic, took Bai Hang's hand and said happily: "Then you stay here for a few more days, I'm bored by myself."

Bai Hang raised his eyebrows: "Zuo Si heard that everyone is going to marry you, so don't you know how to prepare some toys to pass the time for you?"

Jiang Jiang said casually: "When he is free, he stays with me at home. If someone plays with him, I will not be bored. Naturally, he can't think of this."

Bai Hang was silent: "Then your relationship is quite good."

The small-headed Jiang Jiang realized that he had stepped on thunder, and hurriedly changed his words: "It's just that he was careless. After all, not everyone is as careful and considerate as my brother!"

Bai Hang suddenly turned cloudy and rainy.

After a whole day of affection in the villa, when the sky was dark and the news broadcast was broadcast on TV, Bai Hang took Jiang Jiang to the bathroom to wash up.

His schedule is more punctual and stubborn than an alarm clock. It has not changed for more than ten years, and he has successfully raised Jiang Jiang's black and thick hair.

After a few years of not getting close, Jiang Jiang was a little uncomfortable when he entered the bathroom, but Bai Hang looked calm, patted his little butt, and urged him to take off his clothes.

After Jiang Jiang dawdled for a while, his little face was flushed red from the steam, and it was hot to the touch.

Bai Hang looked sideways and said, "Why is it so hot, do you have a fever?"

Jiang Jiang was nervous and shy. He didn't answer for a while, so Bai Hang carried him out of the bathroom and started looking for the thermometer.

Jiang Jiang calmed down after lying down for a while, and said, "I don't have a fever, it's just that the bathroom is too stuffy."

Bai Hang frowned: "Then we also need to take a temperature test. Where does Zuo Si Ting usually put the thermometer?"

Jiang Jiang thought for a while: "Stay in the drawer of the TV cabinet downstairs."

Bai Hang nodded, and came back quickly after leaving the room, and came to Jiang Jiang with the thermometer that had just been unpacked.

Jiang Jiang raised his arm.

Bai Hang glanced at him, but didn't move.

A question mark appeared on Jiang Jiang's head, and he opened his mouth tentatively.

Bai Hang was still staring at him.

Jiang Jiang pondered for a moment, then burst open: "I don't want to intervene/that! I'm not a child anymore!"

Bai Hang said disapprovingly: "The body temperature measured by inserting / there is more accurate."

Jiang Jiang shook his head like a rattle, disagreeing desperately

Bai Hang narrowed his eyes, and there was danger hidden in his gentle tone: "Be obedient."

Jiang Jiang's cheeks burned again, and he said angrily, "Anyway, I don't want to insert the thermometer in!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Hang went to bed on his knees, pressed him flat with one hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Then don't blame brother...I helped you with my own hands."

The author has something to say: I have a headache, the more I write the new book, the more confused I am, and I am going to practice in seclusion for hundreds of years. The updates are all in the manuscript box. If you have anything to do, you can send me a voice transmission, with a serious face.jpg