my brother is not cute at all

As soon as Hou Zeqi left, the huge living room was quite empty in an instant. Yang Yue came home every day and slapped on the warm orange chandelier. On the big dark sofa, there was only a fluffy ball facing He meowed, and the lights of Wanjia outside the floor-to-ceiling windows shone in, and the deep and simple post-modern style apartment became like a luxurious and blunt model room, cold and devoid of popularity.

Every time at this time, Yang Yue would squat on the ground and rub the top of Xiaoguai's head, sighing in frustration.

It turned out that before he knew it, this person had quietly occupied his heart like light, and became an indelible part of his life.

The elevator door opened with a ding, Yang Yue dragged her tired feet to the door, closed her eyes and imagined the cold and empty living room, sighed softly, took out the key and opened the door.

Pushing open the heavy door with a clatter, the warm orange light shrouded the deep sofa and the log-colored floor like tulle, and the aroma from the kitchen and the temperature from the floor heating rushed towards her face, Yang Yue listened Hearing the sound of bubbling soup, the hand that was about to press the chandelier switch froze in the air, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

The busy figure in the kitchen seemed to hear the movement in the living room, opened the door and walked out.

"The young master is back? The temperature has dropped a lot today, my wife asked me to come over and make you some mutton bone soup to warm you up."

Looking at Meng Hong's benevolent face, the bright light in Yang Yue's eyes suddenly dimmed like the tide fading under the moonlight.

It was not him.

After the bottom of my heart was filled, it was emptied in an instant, as if the rocks on the beach were gently hit by the cold, salty sea water, and there was an indescribable loss.

He smiled, thanked him, and turned back to his room to change clothes.

Meng Hong deftly filled the soup, arranged the plates, and put the dinner on the table. Seeing that Yang Yue hadn't come out, she knocked on the door and said, "Your brother said you don't eat red dates, so I replaced it with goji berries for you. You drink it while it's hot, and if you can't finish it, just put it in the refrigerator, I'll go first."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

Yang Yue's muffled voice came from the room, and then, the door of the living room opened and closed, and when he walked out of the door, the scene in front of him turned into that simple and luxurious model room again.

The mutton bone soup that has been boiled into milky white is salty, fragrant and delicious. There are still golden and plump sweet corn floating in it. The best mutton has been stewed soft and rotten. The temperature is warm from the throat all the way to the stomach.

But Yang Yue didn't have much appetite, she drank two bowls without taste, and felt a little tired.

Putting the leftovers in the fresh-keeping layer, he walked into the bathroom step by step, turned on the bright Yuba lights, took off his household clothes and put them on the automatically heated towel rack, and then shut himself in the bath screen, clattering With the hot water pouring down his head, he just quietly stared at the smoke-like floating dust in the curling hot air, his thoughts emptied infinitely.

It wasn't until the hot water gradually cooled down that he hurriedly washed his body, put on a bath towel and wiped himself clean indiscriminately.

I raised my hand and touched the towel rack a few times, but couldn't find the small piece of fabric, so I was dumbfounded like waking up from a dream.

Fuck, I forgot my panties.

Blaming herself for losing her mind, but fortunately there was no one else at home, Yang Yue wrapped the towel around her and walked out of the bathroom with humiliation.

Xiaoguai squatted at the door and stared at him with round eyes. Seeing that he was covered with only a loose bath towel around his waist, he tilted his head and called out childishly: "Meow?"

Yang Yue instantly felt that she was being mercilessly ridiculed.

"What are you looking at, a girl? Go back to your den."

"Meow," Xiaoguai rolled over and fell on the floor, showing her belly and rubbing on the floor non-stop.

No one can resist the little cat's coquettishness, and Yang Yue is the same, he can't be fierce anymore, he sighed and let it go.

"Forget it, just look at it, who made you so cute."

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there was no way to hang clothes on the large open-air balcony, so Yang Yue could only hang her underwear on the small balcony in Hou Ze's seventh bedroom.Walking into the empty room, he lightly patted on the warm yellow chandelier, and seeing the big and tidy bed, he suddenly felt a little itchy in his heart.

The sheets haven't been changed yet, so there should be his smell on them, so if you lie on his bed and sleep, will it be like lying next to him?

Yang Yue thought of Hou Zeqi's ebony rose-scented pillow and the clear sea-salt cypress fragrance in her hair, and moved over step by step as if possessed by a demon.As soon as he walked to the bed, a snow-white and vigorous shadow rushed onto the bed, leaving a series of deep and shallow plum blossom footprints on the flat and seamless sheets.

"..." Yang Yue felt both angry and funny, staring at Xiaoguai's innocent round face and yelling in a low voice: "Come down!"

Xiaoguai stared at her round cat eyes, and leaned on Hou Zeqi's pillow.

Yang Yue became even more angry: "You are my cat, how can you sleep in someone else's bed every day?"

The little girl shook her big, fluffy tail like a feather duster, and leisurely hit it on the soft pillow, making a crackling sound.

Yang Yue became jealous and threw herself on to lie beside it: "Sleep as long as you sleep, then I will sleep with you."

Xiaoguai suddenly showed a very contemptuous look in his eyes, stood up and turned around half a circle, pointed his buttocks at his face, and tilted down again with a bang.Yang Yue: "..."

Without doing anything, he simply took out the silk quilt from the closet, and when he dragged it to the bed, he wiped off the neatly folded pajamas beside the bed, and the light gray silk pajamas, which were light and soft, fell on the bed. Beside the bed, he heard a slight sound, and immediately looked down, lost in thought...

So a few minutes later, in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom.

The pajamas, which were two laps bigger than Yang Yue's figure, hung loosely on his body. The drooping shoulder line and neckline exposed his straight and deep collarbone to the air, and the cuffs covered his fingers. Leaving a section of scallion-like fingertips exposed outside, and below that are two long legs that are as translucent as jade carvings, which can barely cover the thighs, and the rest is thin but wrapped in thin and sharp muscles.

Also too ill-fitting.

Yang Yue was discouraged, collapsed on the bed and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

It's also a man, what did this man eat to grow up?It's okay to be good-looking, and the muscle lines are superior to Asians. Even the height can be more than ten centimeters higher than yourself. Is it really a racial advantage?

He turned over and buried his face in the pillow exuding the fragrance of sleeping essential oils. With a soft weight, Xiao Guai stepped on his back and jumped over the mountains to the pillow. The wet tip of his nose leaned over to sniff gently The pinnae of his ears seemed to be wondering why the people lying on the bed today exude a different smell.

Yang Yue was ticklish, rubbed by its furry beard, tilted her head to reveal half of her eyes, and said sullenly, "What are you doing? I'll just put it on for a while and take it off right away."

After speaking, he was stunned again, the familiar scene, the familiar angle, he still remembered the morning when the two of them slept together with their arms around each other, their strong and powerful arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, and the hot and humid breath was exhaled in his ears , the body temperature from behind wrapped him deeply like an invisible cashmere blanket, revealing the warmth that made him feel distracted.

It turned out that we were already so close at that time, no wonder I could dream of such a pose even when I dreamed that kind of dream on a rainy night...

Yang Yue's breathing stagnated, and she felt that the air around her was instantly on fire.

Once the taboo switch was turned on, the image in his mind became more and more uncontrollable. The blood all over his body was like a revived demon, clamoring to rush towards his lower abdomen unscrupulously.

So sad.

The familiar smell on the pillow and the collar of the pajamas stimulated his nerve center, making his hands go down along the thin abdominal muscles...

Snowflakes fluttered outside the window at this time, and Xiaoguai dozed off with his big emerald eyes narrowed by his pillow. I was so frightened that I shivered all over!

Then one grabbed the phone in a hurry, and the other jumped out of bed with the airplane ears on its back.

When the video was connected, Hou Zeqi saw that Yang Yue's eyes were abnormally pink by the warm orange bedside lamp, burning along her cheeks to the tips of her ears. Why are you so red?"

Yang Yue's breathing was chaotic, and she denied it all: "It's nothing, I just took a shower and it's a little hot."

"Oh," Hou Zeqi smiled, and asked again: "Then you are... in my room?"

"I came to the balcony to get my underwear, and your call just happened."

"Are you still wearing my clothes?" Hou Zeqi forced him to a corner.

"Mine is wet, put yours on first."

"Really?" Hou Zeqi's smile deepened: "Whose pants are those wearing?"

Yang Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so she could only play tricks: "Are you finished? What do you want to do?"

Hou Zeqi stopped teasing him, and looked over with deep light brown pupils fixedly, and said in a low voice, "Nothing, just look at you."

Yang Yue suddenly felt that once the light-colored pupils and the subwoofer with its own reverberation became gentle, it would be too much of a foul. The moment the spring-like eyes were exposed, it made him miss him for so many days, like crazy from the bottom of his heart. spread.

"Have you eaten yet?" Hou Zeqi then asked.

"Ah."

"Did you drink milk?"

"Ah."

"Stay cute?"

"Huh...huh?" Hearing the laughter over there, Yang Yue belatedly realized that he was being tricked again, and immediately rolled his eyes at him: "Is it fun? Childish."

Hearing the other party's disdainful complaints, instead of fussing with him, Hou Zeqi smiled briefly and asked him: "Then miss me?"

Sitting on the empty big bed, Yang Yue looked at that handsome three-dimensional face through the screen, and suddenly missed his warm body temperature.

"Think," he said in a low voice, then added firmly after a pause: "I really want to."

Hou Zeqi smiled: "Is it too much to think about it?"

"I want you to go home early," Yang Yue replied without thinking, "The sooner the better."

It was as if a sweet fudge had fallen on the tip of his heart and slowly melted, Hou Zeqi's heart was wrapped in sweet and soft syrup, throbbing slightly.

"I will," he said, "I will try to go home to spend the New Year with you before New Year's Day passes."

Once the promise was made, Hou Zeqi's return was like an arrow, and after hanging up the video, he began to calculate the return date.

Not long after, another call came in.

He put the materials in his hand aside, and Tong Rui's steady voice came out of the receiver after he connected.

"It's so late, didn't bother you?"

Hou Zeqi almost thought that this man was possessed by something unclean in the middle of the night when his brother who had been fighting with him since childhood came to greet him so suddenly.

"Are you okay? You have already called me, why are you being so polite to me?"

There was a sound of the sliding door closing with a clatter from the opposite side, and then the other party immediately changed into another person and said coldly: "You are the only one who is wrong, my dad was in the living room just now, he said it was late, let me ask first when he called Did you sleep or not. But I guess you can't sleep at all, after all, you don't have sex/life."

"I don't need to bother you, I will have it sooner or later, but you don't have to." Hou Zeqi sneered, and continued to ask serious things: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I went back to Luyuan today. I packed the photos you asked for and sent them to your mailbox. By the way, I also sent the video recorded at that time." Tong Rui paused, and his voice suddenly sank: "That video ,have some problem."

Hou Zeqi heard something strange, and pressed his thick eyebrows: "What's the problem?"

"In the background of the video, your brother just fell into the water."

Hou Zeqi's heart was shocked, and his pupils instantly shrank like needles!

"How did he fall? Did you take a clear picture?!"

"I didn't take a closer look. In short, you can take a look when you come back."

"Okay," Hou Zeqi closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered for a while, and then he suppressed the trembling in his heart, and chuckled: "Thank you, you helped me a lot."