my brother is not cute at all

The back of the head is supported by the warm palm, the slender five fingers are inserted into the hair, the soft tip of the tongue sweeps over the base of the tongue and palate forcefully, with the warm smell of tobacco and all kinds of tenderness that make people linger in the mouth.

Yang Yue has never experienced such a wonderful and absurd feeling.

His eyes widened in astonishment, tears raged on his face, and his flesh and blood sank into a pool of spring water. The numb electric current entangled his tailbone all the way into the bone marrow, climbed up the brain nerves, and finally pulled his consciousness madly into the Warm pool bottom.

This is not just a helpless move to seal his tongue.

It's a kiss.

Yang Yue's mind went blank for tens of seconds before she vaguely pieced together such an idea.

Thunder and earth fire exploded in his brain in an instant, he pressed against the opponent's strong chest and pushed hard to squeeze out a gap, and then slammed him away!

The torrent of tears blurred his vision, his almond-shaped eyes were wide open, the eye sockets were stained with a blood-like glaring red, and the back of his hand was carelessly rubbing against his bright red lips.

Hou Zeqi stopped his heavy panting, and after a while, he squeezed out a low sentence from his lips: "...Xiaoyue."

In the next second, the skirt was grabbed by a white and thin hand, and then it was lifted violently——

Bang bang!He was picked up straight away and thrown out the door.

"..."

Hou Zeqi admitted that at that moment he was dazzled by anger and confused by love and affection. He stared at the closed door and suddenly recalled the hot kiss just now.

That was the taste of Yang Yue.

It's soft, it's hot, it's sweet.

With salty tears, it made him sink crazily.

The corners of the mouth curled up softly after knowing it. Instead of feeling discouraged because of being thrown out of the room, Hou Zeqi stood where he was, laughing smartly and silently.

He went back to his room to change the clothes that were soaked in the smell of disinfectant, and ordered some Yang Yue's favorite dishes at Mi Yalan Chinese Restaurant, giving the ancestor enough time to calm down.

He whistled and went to the kitchen to make soup, carefree and happy. When the four dishes and one soup were served, he checked the time, and it was just time for dinner, so he cheekily went to the door and knocked on the door.

The door rang three times, and he tried loudly: "Xiaoyue, are you hungry? Come to eat."

The room was quiet and there was no response.

Sure enough, exactly as expected.

Hou Zeqi raised the corners of his lips and continued to knock on the door: "Xiaoyue, be obedient and come out for dinner."

After waiting for a few seconds, there was still no sound from inside.

"If you don't come out again, I'm going to force my way in," Hou Zeqi pressed the doorknob, and it was locked.

No wonder there was no reaction at all, it turned out that he could not get in.

"Did I really break in?" Hou Zeqi took out the key he had prepared and inserted it into the lock, and sighed: "You think I can't get in after locking the door? You are too naive, kick the door, Lockpicking, spare keys, what if I-"

"Fuck me..."

As soon as the door was pushed open by a thin crack, it was blocked by something and could no longer move. Hou Zeqi saw the huge bookcase against the door through the crack of the door. After cursing secretly, he opened his mouth dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time. Did not spell out a complete sentence.

Awesome.

With such great strength, you can pick up your elder brother and second brother and throw them off the roof of the city center, right?As for being wronged for so many years in silence?

Hou Zeqi gritted his teeth, and widened the crack of the door with a bang, then took a deep breath and squeezed in through the gap, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart how crazy this ancestor was capable of doing, luckily the family lived on the top floor, Otherwise, with his stubborn temper, he would jump out of the window and abscond every minute.

"You are quite capable, and you can hold a bookcase against the door?"

The first time he turned his head to look over, he saw a small lump of quilt on the bed moving, like a fully armed bun, with its corners tightly squeezed.

"Yang Yue, did you hear what I said?" No matter how gentle Hou Zeqi was to others, at this moment he was so wary that his brain twitched with anger: "Loosen the quilt!"

He said, reaching out to pull.

Not only did the bun not move at all, but a vicious voice came out from the sandwich: "Get out!"

Hou Zeqi laughed angrily: "Why are you so angry? Let go, if you don't let go, I will force you?"

He grabbed a corner of the quilt and pulled it desperately, but the person inside gritted his teeth and pulled fiercely as if deliberately against him.

Hou Zeqi was so angry that he could only find the right position and put his hand on it, gnashing his teeth and narrowing his eyes: "Let go, believe it or not, I will tickle you?"

Little Bread struggled to shake off his hand, shrank back quickly, and cursed in a muffled voice, "Get out!"

Hou Zeqi's patience was exhausted, he rushed forward and raised his hands across the quilt, still chattering endlessly.

"Are you itchy? Are you afraid? Huh?"

"Don't hide, is it itchy? Is this the waist?"

"Hey, where is this? Why is it so soft, butt?"

After scratching and poking for a while, the bread sandwich finally got anxious, jumped up and lifted the quilt and shouted: "You must be sick!"

The messy black hair was stuck on the fair and clean forehead, and the almond eyes were red and swollen fiercely. When he plucked them out, there was a frightening cold light in his eyes, but the blush at the end of his eyes weakened his aggressiveness, which made him more aggressive. Show a bit of arrogance and arrogance.

Hou Zeqi didn't hold back, and was amused by his cat-like fierce appearance.

Yang Yue was so angry that she wished she could bite her white teeth, and stared at him fiercely with the corners of her quilt tightly.

After finally suppressing the smile, Hou Zeqi joked with malicious intent: "I said why I hide under the quilt and dare not come out. It turns out that my eyes are swollen into walnuts, and I am shy."

Yang Yue scolded viciously: "Fart your fart!"

Hou Zeqi leaned in front of him, stared at the red lips and continued to tease him: "You little mouth, why are you so energetic when you scold people?"

The warm breath approached suddenly, recalling the absurd scene just now in Yang Yue's mind, her cheeks twitched and burned.

He avoided Hou Zeqi's fiery eyes, stared down at the tightly strangled quilt, and said in a hoarse voice: "What happened just now, I thought you were pitying me. When my head got hot for a while, I became obsessed with ghosts. I can I don't care about it with you, but in the future...don't do it again."

"Impossible," Hou Zeqi's eyes sank, and he simply said, "I'm not obsessed with ghosts, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Yang Yue struggled resolutely: "But you are my brother."

"Fart you," Hou Zeqi returned the words unchanged, and sneered to expose him: "You never recognized me as a brother in your heart."

"That's because you're different from them!" Yang Yue became anxious and became incoherent: "You said it yourself. You treat me well only because I'm your younger brother. You asked me to call you, and I've already called you. Now we're brothers in name, so you can't... you can't do this to me."

"I can't do that?" Hou Zeqi clenched his hand on the quilt tightly, staring at the red and swollen almond eyes getting closer inch by inch, rubbing the trembling fingers, and asked: "I can't kiss you? I can't hug you." You? Can't pamper you and treat you well?"

His eyes were as hot as his broad palms, and the back of Yang Yue's hands was almost on fire. His pupils trembled violently as he was getting closer and closer, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart shouting at the top of his throat: No. of.

not like this!

"Yang Yue, ask yourself, you call me brother, but do you really think of me as your brother in your heart?" Like a rascal, he carefully calculated with others: "You play rough with me when you are angry, and treat me when you are sick. Acting like a baby, staring at my face at every turn, distracted, turning somersaults to make me happy when I was unhappy, and barging in on me while I was taking a shower. Besides me, who else would you do to me? Do you dare to say that you are really right? I don't have the slightest twist of my mind?"

His words were like sharp thorns, piercing Yang Yue's flesh, bones, and brain, and finally deeply stimulated his heart, making his limbs tremble uncontrollably like a sieve.

Hou Zeqi came up in a hurry, pinched Yang Yue's face, and forced him to a desperate road: "You pretended to be innocent at first, but when you saw Pao Chong naked, you threw yourself on me, and you were sick and dragged me to death. I won't let me go. On my birthday, I hugged and hugged me, and even touched me in the name of holding a charger. Now you see that I am serious and emotional, and you know that you have gone too far, but you are afraid? Take me Push it away?"

Yang Yue pushed away his hand and shrank into the corner, her mind was in a mess: "I'm not, I didn't..."

Hou Zeqi bullied him unrelentingly, blocked him in a corner arbitrarily and couldn't move, but his voice was full of warmth like spring water: "Whether you are or not, I just like you, I just love you." I don't want to be a brother with you, and I don't want to just live under the same roof with you. I want to be your boyfriend, I want to share a bed with you, and I want to do everything a couple has to do with you. This is what I want Can you understand all your thoughts?"

The fire light climbed up to the brain along the blood flowing from the limbs and bones, bursting out colorful fireworks, wrapping Yang Yue in a dream that was both real and illusory. lips trembling slightly.

He thought of the hug in the playground that caught him off guard and made him crazily palpitate, he thought of the phrase "waiting for you to go home" in his ears when he woke up from the car, and thought of him gently pinching his ankle to replace him under the dim light. He was dealing with the wound on the back of his foot, thinking of the deep kiss that was hot but filled with endless tenderness just now.

If this was a dream, it would be too absurd and too beautiful.

I don't know how many seconds, minutes, or longer it was before Yang Yue moved her numb lips to recover her voice: "I understand, but I..."

"Hush," Hou Zeqi saw through the panic in his heart, lightly raised his index finger and pressed it on his lips, and said softly, "You don't have to rush to agree or refuse, I'll give you time to think about it, but don't let me I've waited too long, okay?"

Perhaps it was because his deep light-colored pupils were too gentle and deadly in the gloom of night, but Yang Yue nodded blankly, and asked in a low voice: "Then what if I still can't figure it out?"

"I'll give you three days, no more," Hou Zeqi insisted.

Yang Yue frowned and muttered, "Three days are too short."

Hou Zeqi sneered: "Then how long do you want? Three weeks? Three months? I might as well give you a maternity leave."

Yang Yue bargained: "For such an important matter, you should give me a week no matter what."

Hou Zeqi cheated: "Those two days."

Yang Yue became anxious: "You——"

"Then give me an answer tomorrow."

"Three days is three days," Yang Yue hurriedly agreed, and then muttered with lingering fear: "What if I don't agree after three days?"

Hou Zeqi sneered, his light brown pupils were full of stubbornness: "Then who knows, I'm such a bastard, what can I not do?"

This tone is clearly a threat.

Yang Yue was already irritated by him, but now she was even more upset. He stretched out his hand and pushed away the solid wall of flesh in front of him, and he immediately came up with strength: "It has been agreed for three days, you Be quiet and don't rush me, or I'll beat you up!"

It only takes a few words to switch from a cute and pitiful rabbit to a cat with sharp teeth and claws. Hou Zeqi was amused by him, and he raised his hand to rub the top of his black hair.

"Okay, then don't curl up in the bed to hatch eggs, come out to eat, and I'll help you apply ice cubes to your face after eating."