Two pots of water

If Jiang Chu counted the advantages on his fingers, he would be able to count a few of them.

The best habit among those few is reasoning.

Generally speaking, no matter whether you are with your own people or outsiders, even if you are an opponent, let’s talk about "enemies" who want to fight when you meet each other when you are in school... as long as what you say makes him feel a little bit reasonable, he is happy Stand on the other side's point of view to think about the problem.

But today, against Shang Tan Zui, his advantage suddenly failed.

Tan would not let him touch him the most. From meeting this person to now, the most frequent sentence he heard was "Don't touch me".

The scope of this "don't touch me" includes touching the back, hammering the arm, lifting the shoulder, and even poking the shoulder blade.

He understands that everyone has their own habits, he himself doesn't like being patted on the head, Da Ben doesn't like being slapped on the stomach, even Zhou Teng has his own ideas and doesn't like being patted on the butt.

But being stared at by Tan Zui with such warning eyes, he just felt a little uncontrollable unhappiness.

Yes, just upset.

Ever since he found out that Qin was most allergic, he went to the hospital to get an injection and get some medicine for testing. He even spit blood out of his mouth for no reason, and his chin looked like a croissant. He was warned when he was concerned.

This is how I recruited a younger brother for myself.

This is obviously bringing Cixi home, and you can't touch this or that.

Jiang Chu didn't want to touch him too much, he had to touch him.

Isn't that an allergy?

Taking a step back, if it wasn't for allergies, how much would a flat-chested rough man really think he would like to touch him?

Another hundred thousand steps back, back to noon, the person who was sitting in front of his dining table marking him with eyeballs should never have come to him at all.

Jiang Chu and Tan Zui looked at each other for a while, smiled, and sat back on the armrest of the sofa.

"You're usually fine, do you always fight and play?" He asked what he didn't say in the car just now.

Tan Zui didn't speak, probably didn't understand why the topic suddenly changed here, and continued to stare at Jiang Chu.

"You have to understand one thing now, Xiao Tan Zui." Jiang Chu picked up another cold noodle with chopsticks, directly ignoring Tan Zui's frowning eyebrows because of his title.

"You, living with me now is a joint decision of your own mother and your stepfather." Jiang Chu continued slowly, "It doesn't matter whether you like it or not. The person who has a relationship with you now is me."

"I don't care what happened to you in your own home before, and I don't care when you go out from me in the future, but now you are under my roof and you are allergic to me, so I have to care about you. I have to touch you, understand?" He said to Tan Zui.

The meaning of Tan Zui's eyes was that he didn't understand, and after staring at Jiang Chu for a while, he bumped his lips and said, "Whatever you want. Don't touch me."

"It's a pity that I have to touch you." Jiang Chu made him angry.

He stood up and put the bowl on the dining table, looking down at Tan Zui.

"How about this, don't you know how to fight?" Jiang Chu raised his eyebrows, "Move with me twice, if you can push me on the sofa, you will treat me like a brother if you touch you again in the future."

"If you are pushed there by me," Jiang Chu paused, thinking about it, "in the future, if you want to do anything to you, just let me accept it, and put away all your pretentiousness in front of me. Is it ok?"

Jiang Chu said this with style, Tan Zui's eyes sharpened, they slid to his swollen chin, and the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyelids drooping and he wanted to laugh a little.

I have already knocked myself down like that, and I am still boasting here.

"Pay attention to your expression." Jiang Chu could probably guess what Tan Zui was thinking, and pointed at him, "Are you coming?"

Tan Zui slowly stood up, glanced at the living room: "Is it right here?"

"That's not enough for you to use it? The destination is this sofa anyway, if you can throw me on the bed, that's fine." Jiang Chu gently pushed Zhou Teng aside, and Zhou Teng lay down on the ground, unwilling to move , Qin Zui bent down and took it by the arm to carry it away.

"Let me give you a hand?" He looked at Jiang Chu's chin and tilted his head slightly, a little deliberately provocative.

Jiang Chu narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Okay."

Talking about making a move, Tan Zui stood still in front of Jiang Chu, and still felt uncomfortable touching him.

His hand strength is really strong, and he can't greet the soft place like his stomach. If he walks up and punches Jiang Chu with a nosebleed, then he really won't be able to go out tomorrow with his face.

Jiang Chu didn't worry as much as he did, so he said practically: "I have to touch you when I fight, can your back do it?"

Tan Zui loosened his shoulder blades and said "um".

Jiang Chu nodded, and then without giving Tan Zui a chance to react, he put his foot between Tan Zui's legs, pulled his right arm and twisted it behind him.

Tan Zui's eyes froze suddenly, Jiang Chu's strength was surprisingly strong.

He threw out his left elbow to push Jiang Chu under his ribs, but Jiang Chu hugged him with his arm, and supported Tan Zui's left arm to rotate his entire upper body, and the knee pinned between Tan Zui's legs went up at the same time As soon as he lifted it, he pushed him down on the sofa against his inner thigh.

"Give me one hand as you said." He said with a smile behind Qin Zui's ear.

Tan Zui pressed his knees heavily on the sofa. At this moment, he could actually throw Jiang Chu out with his arms bent.

But before he could exert his energy, Jiang Chu's hand holding his arm suddenly slipped down along the spine and rubbed his waist.

Qin Zui had never fought such a quick fight.

The key "decision" is still himself.

Following Jiang Chu's small movements, his entire back and waist went numb, and Jiang Chu put his knees against his thighs, in a posture like a pig tied upside down, completely stuck face down on the sofa superior.

There was also a pillow on my stomach.

The whole process is less than 30 seconds.

Tan Ziqing struggled twice, Jiang Chu smiled and didn't let go, and sat on his buttocks with his legs, flicked his ears and asked happily: "Are you convinced?"

Tan Zui flushed red from ears to neck quickly, and didn't want to say a word.

It's so fucking useless.

The unhappiness in Jiang Chu's heart was resolved, and like a wicked landlord, he crazily rode on his younger brother's ass, further adding verbal humiliation.

"Sometimes being too protective of something is tantamount to sending the weakness to the face." He also tugged on the waistband of Qin Da's pants, and there was a "snap" sound, "You are quite strong, but I don't care. I have also learned grappling for a few years, so it is not shameful to be held down by me."

Tan Zui closed his eyes and pursed his lips, then opened them again. Zhou Teng jumped up at some point, crouched in front of his face and looked at him with his neck tilted.

Unable to bear it, he turned his head in a different direction, and said to Jiang Chu in a muffled voice, "Let me go."

"I'm willing to bet." Jiang Chu patted Tan Zui's neck again, reached his upper body and took the medicine bag placed on the top of the sofa, opened it and looked at it one by one, then squeezed a pile of ointment on his back , Rub your palms together.

Tan Zui tensed from the back of his neck to his buttocks, resisting the urge to throw Jiang Chu down with an arch, and finally closed his eyes again, thinking that he had been beaten to death by Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu didn't want to really fight with Tan Zui at the beginning, he pushed the person there just to feel better, and by the way, after applying the medicine to Tan Zui, he lifted his leg and got off Tan Zui, and slapped him on the ass: "Get up!" Well, the cold noodles are well done."

Qin was obviously relieved at the last arc of his back, but he lay on his stomach and didn't move.

Angry?

Jiang Chu raised his eyebrows and bent down to see his expression.

He has never brought a child with him, he is the only one in his family, and the children of his relatives are about the same age, and they don't see each other twice a year, so he doesn't need to take care of them.

I'm used to playing around with Da Ben and the others, and I never make any jokes between friends, so I wondered if it was a bit too much at this moment.

After all, Qin Zui had just arrived at his house, and later complained to Jiang Liantian, saying that he was beaten to the ground by his brother on the first day when he got home.

As soon as his face leaned over, Tan Zui frowned and turned away again.

"Yo." Jiang Chu stroked his head from the bottom to the top. The green stubble just shaved felt very good, so he couldn't hold back and stroked it again, until the end of Tan's head almost protruded "impatient" large characters.

"What do you mean? Getting emotional?" Jiang Chu observed the small half of his face, but still felt like laughing, "Are you acting like a baby? Do I still have to coax you?"

Qin Zui was almost speechless.

"Can I eat your noodles? There's still in the pot." He couldn't bear it anymore and turned to stare at Jiang Chu, frowning so much that he could tie a bow.

"Okay." Jiang Chu smiled and made a concession gesture, then glanced at Tan Zui's ears, and carried a bowl into the kitchen to serve noodles.

Hearing the movement of Tan Zui getting up, he took a quick peek outside. Although Tan Zui flashed by from getting up to returning to the room, he still caught sight of the important point - after being rubbed twice, this cheap brother actually stood up Tent up.

"Hey." Jiang Chu leaned on the flowing water platform and couldn't help laughing.

Tan Zui froze when he was about to close the door, and closed the door with a "bang" with a stiff neck.

"Fuck, what kind of temper." Jiang Chu couldn't help laughing, mouthed the noodles, and almost choked them out of his nose.

After all, it's puberty, rubbing your back can make you angry.

He shook his head and sneezed, still wanting to laugh.

It is also sensitive enough.

Jiang Chu went to the company until the next day, thinking of this, he still felt happy, and shared it with Da Ben.

Da Ben laughed even more exaggeratedly than him, leaned back in the swivel chair and almost slipped down, pointed at Jiang Chu's face and almost couldn't breathe: "Your chin should be beaten! It's so blue."

"Get lost." Jiang Chu rubbed his chin with a smile, it seemed to be a little swollen, at least not like a croissant.

"How old is your younger brother? Bring him out later, and Big Brother Da Ben will also treat him to a meal." Da Ben sat up on the chair, took two sips of water and exhaled.

"Sixteen seven eight." Jiang Chu was asked this way, remembering the birthday on Tan Zui's ID card, he forgot to ask in a mess yesterday.

"That's okay. When I was in high school, I could stand up after lying on the table and sleeping." Da Ben recalled the past, and "sighed" again.

"That's not it," Jiang Chu followed him back, and the two of them couldn't stop laughing like crazy, "Guo Meili insisted on making you stand up when she saw you sleeping, you can't afford it, and she even said something to someone on the table. 'Inconvenient', Meili didn't understand at first, Fang Zi laughed out a series of farts, and she cried out of anger."

"Oh my god!" Da Ben was about to die, "Fang Zi and I were still writing inspections, weren't we? We were so embarrassing back then!"

"You, don't take me with you." Jiang Chu slumped in the chair and waved his hands. Seeing Tang Cai poking his head at the door, he cleared his throat and asked, "What's wrong?"

Tang Cai came in with a computer and wanted to show Jiang Chu the design draft. Seeing the two of them like this, she almost didn't dare to go in.

Jiang Chu's good friends, and even Jiang Chu himself, can barely be said to be human and dog-like now, but when they were in school, they were all masters who were bigger than their faces.

Tan Zui was much worse than his brother in terms of thick skin - after setting up a tent on the first night, he and Jiang Chu were reluctant to talk for a week.

Every morning when Jiang Chu got up to pack up and go to work, Tan Zui was still sleeping in the room.

When he came back in the evening, noodles were already set on the table, and cold noodles, fried noodles, soup noodles and mixed noodles were exchanged. Zhou Teng also ate and drank and was well served.

Jiang Chu wanted to say a few words to him, but Tan Zui would never say a word and follow through to the end.

Originally, there were enough words, Jiang Chu was afraid that he would make trouble at home every day.

More importantly, he really had enough noodles, and now he felt like he could blow out noodles even after blowing his nose.

"Qin Zui." On Saturday afternoon, he got off work early and didn't have to go to the office the next day. Jiang Chu came back with a watermelon, and when he entered the door, he blocked Qin Zui in the kitchen with his arms crossed.

Sure enough, noodles were cooking again in the pot.

"The fire is off, I'll take you out to eat." He rubbed Zhou Teng's stomach with the back of his foot, stretched his legs provocatively, and pinched Tan Zui's calf.

Qin Zui's legs are very good, long and straight, and they look very strong.

He patronized and admired, Tan Zui tilted his head to look at him, this time it was Jiang Chu's turn before he could react in time, Tan Zui threw the noodle soup ladle into the pot, grabbed Jiang Chu's ankle, scooped it up, and put it on The previous step hit him against the wall.