my brother is not cute at all

"Come on, Xiaoyue, try this shrimp paste. We brought it back this time. It's very fresh and has no fishy smell. It's especially delicious when mixed with rice."

The clear light was projected from the glazed crystal lamp onto the long table in the restaurant, Ji Wanyu pushed a small dish of shrimp paste in front of Yang Yue, smiled and beckoned him to have a taste.

Yang Yue mixed a small amount into the rice and tasted it, it was indeed as delicious as she said, without any fishy smell.

Ji Wanyu knew from his expression that he liked it very much, and her smile suddenly became brighter: "How do you like it? This is specially bought for you. You can take some with you when you return to Lanting tomorrow. I also bought you dried salt and pepper shrimp." And sea fish fillets, you like to eat."

Yang Yue nodded, thanked in a low voice, and continued to mix the shrimp paste into the rice.

Tongtong gnawed on the ribs, and leaned over curiously: "Auntie, does little cousin also like seafood?"

Ji Wanyu smiled: "Your little cousin has been a picky eater since he was a child, but he likes to eat fish and shrimp, especially fish."

"My cousin also likes to eat fish, and he peels seafood very quickly," said Tongtong.

"Really?" Ji Wanyu was a little surprised, and with a busy smile, she pushed the steamed fish on the table towards Hou Zeqi: "Then Zeqi, eat more of this fish."

"Okay, thank you, Second Mom," Hou Zeqi nodded his thanks with a polite smile.

Ji Wanyu smiled and sighed again: "I didn't expect you brothers to get along quite well when it comes to eating. Hey, Xiaoyue, have you gotten used to living with your brother for so long? How are you getting along during this holiday? Did you go out to play together?" ?”

Unknowingly, Ji Wanyu simply picked up which pot she could not open, and she poured the water in the pot on Yang Yue's body with determination after lifting it, making his action of grilling rice instantly stupid. There.

It's impossible to hang out together, but it's true to have a fight together.

But it's impossible for Yang Yue to say that. If he really said it, today's dinner table might be blown up.

On the contrary, Hou Zeqi picked up the fishbone and said leisurely: "We get along very well, Xiaoyue has a good personality, she is obedient and sensible, and we went to the hot spring together last week..."

As soon as the voice fell steadily, a kick came from under the table.

I can't fucking thank you enough.

Yang Yue looked at Hou Zeqi's serious nonsense, and admired from the bottom of her heart that this man does not have the ability to write nonsense.

But these words worked very well for Ji Wanyu, not only her, but even Hou Chenghai smiled and told the brothers to always live in harmony like this and take care of each other.

After a meal, Yang Yue felt aggrieved, but he couldn't interrupt to explain anything to the elders, so he could only secretly kick Hou Zeqi several times under the table to vent his anger.

Meng Hong's culinary skills are amazing, she is full of food and drink, Yang Yue feels the fullness in her stomach has almost spread to her throat, so she goes downstairs to take a walk around the villa to digest her food, and when she walks to the edge of the swimming pool, Hearing a whistle above his head, he looked up, Hou Zeqi and Tongtong were lying on the railing of the open balcony and waving to him.

"Little cousin! Why did you go downstairs?"

"I'm too full, come down for a walk," Yang Yue only looked at Tongtong, not giving Hou Zeqi a face.

"Hey, wait for me, I'll go down too," Tongtong said, turned around and ran downstairs.

Hou Zeqi stayed where he was and looked at him condescendingly, and raised his chin at the swimming pool behind him: "Want to swim?"

"You swim?" Yang Yue asked back.

"That's fine," Hou Zeqi smiled: "Wait for me."

Tongtong quickly ran down and handed him a piece of fruit peel: "Little cousin, eat this, it will help digestion."

"Thank you," Yang Yue thanked, opened the package and took a bite, it was sour and sweet, it was really delicious.

Just like feeding a small animal, Tongtong lowered his head and took apart the small hawthorn slice in his hand, and fed it to Yang Yue.

When Hou Zeqi changed into his swimming trunks and walked down wearing a bathrobe, what he saw was such a picture of a breeder feeding small animals. The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he walked over and stuffed a pair of swimming trunks into Yang Yue's hand inside.

"This is from when I was in junior high school, try to see if you can wear it."

"Why do you give it to me?" Yang Yue pinched a small piece of fabric and asked, "Didn't you swim?"

Hou Zeqi untied her bathrobe and threw it on the deck chair by the pool. Seeing her, Tongtong hurriedly asked, "Are you going to swim?"

Hou Zeqi ignored her, just followed Yang Yue's words and asked: "Aren't you coming?"

"I..." Seeing his muscular body bulging and three-dimensional under the deep moonlight, Yang Yue hesitated for a moment before telling the truth: "I won't."

Now it's Hou Zeqi's turn to be puzzled: "You don't know?"

Yang Yue didn't deny it, but Tongtong leaned over to the pool, chewed on the hawthorn slices and asked, "It's already October, isn't the water cold? Didn't you hear? My little cousin can't swim. If you cramp, no one cares about your life."

Hou Zeqi put the water on his skin to test the water temperature, and when he heard Tongtong mumbling, he picked up a handful of water and splashed it directly on her body, causing Tongtong to scream in fright.

"Shut up, turn on the constant temperature, why is it cold?" He reprimanded in a low voice, and then called Yang Yue: "Come down and try it, I will teach you."

"I don't want to learn," Yang Yue said coldly and ruthlessly.

Hou Zeqi didn't force him any more, just sneered lightly, and got into the water with a splash.

Yang Yue looked at his figure jumping out of the water like a fish, and suddenly thought of the shadow that Yan Dong jumped into the pool and rushed towards him that year. He opened his arms and swam towards him in the blurred water shadow, powerfully Supporting his falling body with his palms, his slender arms tightly hugged his slender waist, and then he jumped up, like a bird with wings, leading him out of the bone-piercing purgatory.

The moment the sound of the bubbles filling his eardrums disappeared, he heard the crisp sound of the silver bell on his wrist, as if it was a cry from the distant sky. After that, all his consciousness fell into a chaotic darkness .

"Little cousin."

"Little cousin?"

"Did you hear me, little cousin?"

The little white paw in front of him waved a few times in the air, and Yang Yue suddenly recovered.

"Huh? What did you say?" He put the remaining half of the fruitan skin in his mouth and bit it in small bites, trying his best to hide his momentary loss of focus.

Tongtong pointed to the person in the water and said: "I said that this person, don't look at him as a frivolous and lazy person, in fact, he has a strong desire to win and lose. He has a bookcase full of trophies and medals, which is amazing. "

Do you have a strong desire to win?Yang Yue's mind suddenly thought of the night when she first met Tongtong, Hou Zeqi and her playing games on the projection screen, when he was concentrating on it, the burning sharpness in his eyes was like a sharp knife out of its sheath, The tip of the knife is quenched with a cold and bright killing spirit, as if the enemy can be killed in a blink of an eye.

The picture flashed by, and Yang Yue gave a faint "hmm", and when she put the next mouthful of fruit peel into her mouth, a figure flashed out of the water in front of her, like a mermaid coming out of the water, with her dark brown hair thrown towards her. He stroked the back of his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead.

"The two of you are eating and chatting and no one pays attention to me. Think this is watching a dolphin show in the aquarium?"

"Well," Yang Yue stared at him solemnly, with an unconcealable smile in her voice: "Then you can perform a header for me."

Hou Zeqi: "..."

Seeing his deflated appearance, Tongtong burst out laughing like a barbell beside him with a hawthorn slice in his mouth.

Hou Zeqi shook his head helplessly: "I don't know how to head the ball, let me show you something special, do you bring your mobile phone? Pull out the stopwatch, and I will swim for you."

Yang Yue froze for a moment, until Tongtong stopped and cheered, then he belatedly took out his phone.

Hou Zeqi walked to the edge of the pool and stretched out flexibly, then flew ashore lightly.

"I haven't practiced for a long time. There is no diving platform in the 25-meter pool, so I may not be able to jump that far," he said, standing by the pool and twisting his shoulders and back, his strong and strong muscles immediately stretched out into a stronger outline.

After a few simple stretches, he raised his head and said to Yang Yue, "Give me a prep shot before the timer."

Yang Yue gave a thumbs up to indicate that he knew. Seeing Hou Zeqi getting ready by the pool, his smooth back drawn into a bow ready to go, he shouted: "Get ready—"

Hou Zeqi's light brown pupils instantly condensed into amber in the dark night, reflecting a needle-like sharp and bright spot of light.

"--5, 6, 7..."

There was a splash of water!

Yang Yue's finger that was about to press the stopwatch stopped suddenly: "What rhythm are you rushing for!"

The originally fully drawn bowstring broke abruptly in the awkward air, and the black shadow that flew into the water fluttered twice to stand firm from the pool, then poked its head out of the water, coughing unbelievably.

The hawthorn slices in Tongtong's mouth fell from between his teeth, and he laughed and fell back on the deck chair by the pool, like a goose whose hole had been poked. Laughter.

Only then did Yang Yue realize that he had an occupational disease, and habitually yelled to dance and prepare to shoot: "..."

"Are you messing with me? Are you the one who shouted and prepared to shoot?" Hou Zeqi patted his chest for relief, with a face full of tears and laughter.

"Accident, it was an accident just now." Yang Yue bit her lips in embarrassment: "Let's do it again seriously."

Hou Zeqi had no choice but to jump up to the bank of the pool again.

This time, as Tongtong said, Yang Yue saw the burning desire to win in his figure piercing the wind like a sharp arrow. Tore apart one after another cracks, and flew to the bank of the pool in the blink of an eye——

Rolling, kicking off the wall, the sharp blade that was unsheathed again broke through the water waves and flew out. A set of smooth turning movements almost jumped half a pool away in the short course!

His speed is like a chasing light gathering in a pool, countless diamond-like sparkling water splashes are splashed wherever it passes, illuminating the road leading to the distance into a suddenly enlightened prosperity and magnificence.

——He was born to fight on the field.

Yang Yue didn't know why, but such a sentence suddenly flashed through her mind like an electric current.

Soon, there was a splash of water, and he quickly recovered his senses and pressed pause. When someone turned his head back with wet hair, he lowered his eyes and read the numbers on the screen.

"31 seconds 27."

When Hou Zeqi heard this result, he raised the corners of his lips and snorted softly, seeming somewhat dissatisfied: "It's far worse than before, not even reaching the standard of a first-class athlete."

"It's not bad, is it?" In the eyes of a landlubber like Yang Yue, this result is outrageous.

"I used to swim within 100 minute in the 1-meter butterfly competition," Hou Zeqi plunged into the water after speaking, and when he appeared, he had already rushed to Yang Yue, and gave Tongtong no salty orders Sentence: "Go get water."

Tongtong snorted coldly with disdain, and muttered in his mouth: "Open your mouth to order others, are you an uncle?" Then turned and ran away.

The swaying back of her long skirt looks like a well-cared-for princess.

Yang Yue watched her run away, then turned around and asked, "Then why didn't you swim anymore?"

"I don't want to swim anymore," Hou Zeqi suddenly thought that when the school swimming team retired and took over as the captain, he hadn't had time to tell everyone about the signing of the FIH team with him. With tears in his eyes, he couldn't help being a little amused: "I'm not very satisfied with my grades."

"So you chose to escape?" Yang Yue asked back.

Under the bright moonlight, his eyes were exceptionally clear, as if sharp enough to penetrate the camouflage on the other side's surface, and pierced straight into the unsuspecting heart. This made Hou Zeqi startled. Bajie was in the elevator that night. Like a raging torrent, Li Li's sharp words poured in through the pierced gap in his heart.

——Every time I lose a game and I am scolded by the manager and coach to the training room, I will blame you. I think you are a coward for retiring without saying a word and throwing all the mess on me. will choose the way of escape.

Do you choose to escape?

He lowered his eyelids and smiled self-deprecatingly.

At this moment, Ji Wanyu came over with a small fruit plate, breaking the dead silence between them.

"Are you two tired? Let's eat some fruit." She gently placed the small fruit plate by the pool, inserted a small piece of dragon fruit and brought it to Yang Yue's mouth: "Xiaoyue, try this red heart Dragon fruit is very sweet."

"Mom, I don't like to eat this, this is what Yang Xing likes to eat," Yang Yue said no, but obediently leaned over and bit the small piece of dragon fruit into her mouth.

"Of course I know. Xing Xing is greedy. He likes to eat too many things. I'm not worried at all," Ji Wanyu said, inserting another piece to feed him: "You, on the other hand, have been picky eaters since childhood, so I don't force you to eat more. You always make do with something nutritious, look at you, how can you look like an adult now that you are so small?"

"Okay, mom, don't talk about it," Yang Yue was stabbed to the death point, and she couldn't get angry, so she quickly persuaded Ji Wanyu to leave: "I'll eat, can't I eat? You go into the room, and I'll be empty after eating." Give the plate to Miss Hong."

Ji Wanyu was driven away by him repeatedly pushing and persuading, but Hou Zeqi felt a little funny when he saw his face turning red and then pale.

"Who is Yang Xing? Your nesting doll brother?"

"You have a matryoshka younger brother," Yang Yue glared at him.

Hou Zeqi was immediately amused, his thick black eyebrows couldn't suppress the playful evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes: "I do have a matryoshka brother, look at your small body, is it enough for me to trap you a few times?"

Yang Yue squinted her almond-shaped eyes, and threatened him with a fork in her mouth: "Believe it or not, I beat you so hard that you're covered in rings?"

"Well, you are the ancestor, can't you?" Hou Zeqi was frightened.

Yang Yue pushed the fruit plate to him, and raised her chin arrogantly: "Here, you eat all the dragon fruit."

When Hou Zeqi saw that he had taken away two handfuls of green raisins and pushed all the remaining dragon fruits to him, he cursed secretly with a smile in his heart.

Little brat, throw me the things you don’t eat, will I be your garbage disposal plant?