milk addicts

The puddle splashed fine water, but the shower in An Yang's hand stopped watering.

Power outages and water outages are common occurrences in this kind of old community, but Song Nai's feet are still covered with foam, An Yang stood up and shook his numb legs, ready to wash him with drinking water from the kettle, but just now After leaving the bathroom, a black shadow suddenly flashed out of the kitchen.

Even if he was as agile as him, he still couldn't avoid the muzzle of the gun that was pressed against his forehead in an instant.

"Where is Song Nai?"

Ji Shen didn't intend to talk nonsense with him, so he went straight to the point.

His face was extremely cold, his windbreaker was drenched into dark gray blue, white smoke was steamed by the heating, he held his gun motionless, and his eyes were full of anger.

"Brother, why don't you let me know if you want to come over as a guest?" An Yang reacted very quickly, without showing the slightest bit of surprise on his face, instead he smiled kindly. There is really a kind of relationship between him and Ji Shen They are like good brothers who come to visit relatives.

With only a slight movement of his figure, Ji Shen's gun followed immediately, squinting his eyes and warning sharply, "Don't play tricks."

An Yang raised his hand innocently, "I didn't, I saw you were busy all the way, and I wanted to get you a glass of water."

He made it clear that he wanted to delay time, but Ji Shen was impatient. He wanted to see Song Nai immediately, and his tone was very stern: "An Yang, I have warned you many times, no matter whether you leaked secrets with Commander Fu before, or My parents have some hands and feet, I think you are a child's prank."

"Because you lack proper discipline and upbringing since you were a child, I have always let you go, but you should never touch Song Nai."

The golden eyes narrowed in disdain, and Ji Shen continued to reprimand mercilessly, "An elder brother is like a father, An Yang, are you forcing me to teach you a lesson myself?"

These words were really too arrogant and conceited, An Yang's pupils narrowed suddenly, every line on his face froze, and his teeth grinding sounded in the air, "You—"

Gritting his teeth, he paused, because the corner of his clothes was pulled back, and a milky smell lingered on him.

Ji Shen's wrist also trembled, his brows sank, and he called out to the person who was timidly hiding behind An Yang, "Xiao Nai, come here."

With just one glance, he saw Song Nai's attire clearly, and anger rushed into his heart.

Song Nai didn't even wear underwear, her legs were bare, and only a loose sweater was put on her body, barely covering her thighs.

Jealousy and jealousy burned so much that Ji Shen was about to pull the trigger a few times, and shot the damn thing that touched his precious, his fingertips trembled visibly because of restraint.

But maybe he looked too scary now, Song Nai instead hid behind An Yang, only showing a pair of eyes, shook An Yang's arm and complained, "I'm cold."

He waited in the bathroom for a long time, his feet had become cold, and the bubbles dried on his legs, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Song Nai!"

Ji Shen watched the delicate interaction between them, the vinegar jar was shattered, the air pressure suddenly became so low that it seemed that even the air was compressed, only the soft click of his fingernails touching the trigger could be heard.

The thin boy shrank his head when he yelled at him, and his legs shook uncontrollably. His timidity was ridiculous, but Ji Shen couldn't laugh at all. He stared at the exposed half of his clothes, trying his best to Said calmly: "Be obedient, come here quickly."

An Yang held Song Nai's hand at this moment, and that familiar light wheat-colored hand obediently let An Yang's hold, the ice in Ji Shen's eyes almost condensed into ice cones and shot out, "An Yang, you Let him go."

The angrier he was, the more An Yang felt relieved. When someone pointed a gun at his head, the smile spread across his face. He and Song Nai were holding hands and sticking close together, as if Ji Shen was the one who disturbed them. the bad guys.

He blinked at the man who was on the verge of running away, and said grandly: "Brother, don't be so loud, the little rabbit is afraid of him."

"What did you do to him!"

Ji Shen approached them step by step, keeping his eyes fixed on Song Nai who was shrinking back. The moment he was lost in anger, An Yang's eyes froze, and he bent down and drew out the dagger beside his leg to attack Ji Shen. .

Ji Shen quickly dodges and puts down the hand holding the gun.

If it wasn't necessary, he didn't really want An Yang to be shot, but An Yang swung all his knives at his fatal point, without flinching, his eyes glistened with bloodlust.

"Brother, go to hell!" An Yang seemed to be crazy, slashing and killing without any rules.

The two brothers who had quarreled when they met finally fought again. After several fights, Ji Shen successfully kicked the dagger out of his hand. At this moment, both sides were fighting with bare hands and close quarters, with the sound of fists and feet again and again. Hunting sound.

Several times, I don't know who's fist has wiped Song Nai's face, but he is still standing there blankly. The son is there, not afraid of being involved at all, Ji Shen is scrupulous He suffered a few times to protect him, but An Yang didn't please him.

At the end of the beating, everyone became ruthless and wanted to beat the opponent to death. Ji Shen's clenched fist was covered with blood, and An Yang's face was also covered with blood.

The resentment that had accumulated for decades was finally vented through fists and kicks. An Yang was resentful, so Ji Shen was not.But An Yang's resentment is directed, he can hate everyone who hurt their mother and child, but Ji Shen, the eldest son who is justified, can hate anyone, even his childhood has become worse because of the appearance of An Yang and An Rong downright.

Just like that snowy night decades ago, their broken relationship was shattered into slag again, in the splashed blood and bruised skin, they could never go back to the time when they were short-lived brothers and sisters.

Song Nai stood there blankly, staring indifferently at the chaotic situation in front of him. The two blurred and shaking figures could not be reflected in his eyes at all, until the thicker and thicker smell of blood penetrated into his nostrils, he hugged his head, and his dilated pupils slowly focus.

The psychedelic that An Yang got was very powerful. It not only had a stabilizing effect, but also made people mentally dull. Fortunately, this drug did not last long. Song Nai woke up from the confusion and spent half a day Min understood the situation in front of him, and immediately pounced on it.

"You guys, stop fighting!"

The two beasts who saw the blood didn't listen to dissuasion at all. They looked red-eyed and vowed not to give up until they killed each other. Song Naijia didn't make it, and was covered with hot blood. I don't know if it was An Yang's or Mr. Ji's. , anyway, the faces of both of them were bloody, he was so anxious that he was about to cry, and he didn't know whose clothes he grabbed, so he kept shouting, "Don't fight!"

"Mr. Ji, stop beating him!"

"An Yang! Let go quickly."

It's a pity that his persuasion was useless at all, Song Nai was pushed out by them, and he pushed over without giving up, and then pushed away by someone's hand.

A long time passed, so long that Song Nai's voice became hoarse, and he sat on the ground weakly. The two finally stopped and lay on their backs on the messy floor with injuries all over their bodies.

After a while, Ji Shen was the first to stand up staggeringly, clutching his waist and pulling Song Nai up, "Let's go, let's go back."