my brother is not cute at all

Early in the morning, with the gurgling sound of water in the bathroom, Yang Yue turned over amidst the steady knock on the door, and jumped out of bed rubbing her sleepy eyes.

Opening the door, Yang Yue sleepily greeted Hou Chenghai's warm and kind smiling face: "Morning, uncle."

"Xiaoyue? Why are you in Choqi's room?"

Hou Chenghai's smile instantly froze on his face, and his words awakened the dreamer.

It was only then that Yang Yue realized which room she slept in last night, her eyes suddenly connected to a 2M optical fiber like a slow-running 100G network, and suddenly she stared from an eyeless newt into a black cat sheriff!

"Oh, I, I went to the toilet, and I came over to wake him up by the way."

Hou Chenghai nodded suspiciously, looked at him from top to bottom and laughed again: "Okay, then come down and have breakfast quickly, the bathroom is cold, remember to put on your shoes next time you come here."

"it is good……"

Yang Yue nodded, maintaining a polite smile, and watched Hou Chenghai leave.

The moment the heavy wooden door was closed tightly, he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and the hair all over his body exploded and bounced!

It's over! It's over!

He almost collapsed and rushed to the bathroom, opened the door with a slam, Hou Zeqi who was standing under the shower was so frightened that he shuddered!

"Little Moon?"

The steaming heat covered the glass bath screen with a layer of water mist, vaguely outlining the tall and straight figure inside.

Yang Yue rushed to him and asked anxiously: "I'm done. Your father just knocked on your door. I opened it without thinking. Do you think he would have guessed that we slept together last night?" ah?"

Hou Zeqi wiped off the mist on the glass casually and asked, "What did you tell him?"

"I said I'm going to the bathroom, and I'll wake you up by the way."

Hou Zeqi was delighted when he heard it: "You are so sleepy yourself, why are you here to wake me up?"

Yang Yue was anxious and angry: "Now is not the time for you to laugh at me!"

"I don't laugh at you for causing trouble, should I still praise you?"

"..." Yang Yue thought about this for a second, and was at a loss for words in an instant: "Then what should we do now?"

Hou Zeqi stopped teasing him: "Don't worry, the old man is aware of my sexual orientation, and he urged me to find a boyfriend some time ago. If he knew that I was already famous, he might have to hold a celebration for me." What about the banquet?"

Celebration feast?

He is so open-minded, why didn't you tell me earlier!

After Yang Yue digested it, she was almost stupefied: "You——!"

Hou Zeqi raised his thick eyebrows half covered with water vapor: "Me?"

Seeing the ancestor outside the bath screen widening a pair of watery almond eyes, his whole body tended to become a puffer fish, he knocked on the glass, lowered his eyes and raised his chin to signal: "I said when are you going to see it? Hooligans?"

Yang Yue followed his gaze and immediately exploded.

"I'll fuck you, uncle! Hurry up and get out of here for breakfast!"

He gritted his teeth and said the next sentence, slamming the door angrily and leaving.

Standing in the misty bath screen, Hou Zeqi looked at his angry back, chuckled, and whistled in a good mood.

After drying his hair and getting dressed neatly, he packed his paper bag and went downstairs for dinner.

The first day of the new year is the day to visit relatives and friends. As for the ancestors who have no friends, the only one who can visit is the broken house that is not worth caring about.

Yang Yue ate absent-mindedly throughout the meal, Hou Zeqi saw it, and knew that it must be because of those two idiot brothers that he was so depressed.

It seemed that it was time to put an end to those old things that imprisoned him, entangled him, and made him restless.

At nine o'clock, the black Bentley Mulsanne parked on the path in front of the courtyard on time.

Hou Zeqi walked over and knocked on the glass before the car was ready to start. Xiao Xu in the driver's seat immediately lowered the window and greeted respectfully: "Seventh Young Master, Happy Chinese New Year."

"Happy New Year, Brother Xu," Hou Zeqi smiled, and moved a step to the side: "My dad won't let you rest during the Chinese New Year?"

Seeing his actions, the driver immediately understood what he meant, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car: "Mr. Hou asked me to take the young master to the outskirts of the city."

"Well," Hou Zeqi nodded, and raised his chin at him: "Let me come, you go home and have a cup of tea and sit down."

The driver didn't refuse, nodded and left a "yes" before putting on his coat and leaving.

When the scent of sandalwood-based perfume mixed with familiar hormones poured into her nostrils, Yang Yue, who was plugging in her earphones and playing mobile games, raised her head from the rear driver's seat in surprise: "What are you doing here?"

Hou Zeqi clicked on the central control screen a few times, and asked without looking back: "It's not too far from Luyuan. If you walk along the Cultural Park, do you know the road behind?"

Yang Yue nodded: "Yes, I'm not crazy."

Hou Zeqi's finger that slid the map suddenly stopped, and he smiled bitterly in his heart. That's right, a person who was once abandoned on a long-distance bus will remember all the roads around him even if he tries his best?

"That's good, then I'll turn off the map, otherwise I'll be annoyed just thinking about it all the way."

Yang Yue seemed to understand what he meant, she laughed, took a light step, swished from the back seat onto the co-pilot, and laughed at him: "No matter how much it beeps, you can't beep, right? You What is this? Be my driver?"

"Well," Hou Zeqi responded calmly, glanced at the gap between the driver and the co-pilot, then looked up and down at Yang Yue's waist and thighs, raised the corners of his lips and asked, "You can sit in the back, right?" , you can lie down for a while if you are tired, why do you have to come to the front?"

"Beep with you," Yang Yue put away the earphones and mobile phone, turned her head and raised her sharp and delicate brows: "Let's drive, old driver."

Hou Zeqi was happy, then showed a handsome and polite smile, and leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt.

When the deep and aggressive scent of perfume from the neck puffed into his nostrils, he stopped by the jade-like white and tender ears and whispered: "A warm reminder, you can beep, you can talk, you can also chat , but it is forbidden to flirt, and it is not allowed to touch, hand, move, or feet the driver."

He intentionally bit down the last few words, in exchange for Yang Yue approaching with a smile, her delicate baby face showed a harmless expression to humans and animals, but her naked provocation was like a naughty little devil.

"You're the one, right? The gear lever is in the middle, so be sure not to accidentally hold it elsewhere, brother, brother."

"..."

The revenge in the bathroom in the morning has been avenged, Yang Yue hummed a song in a good mood, but Hou Zeqi secretly gritted his teeth while holding the steering wheel.

After passing the Cultural Park, pass through three intersections, turn into the auxiliary road, walk all the way, turn right at the end of the road, and you will arrive at the place where Yang Yue lived since childhood.

The old community, the barren greenery, but the rare quietness is better than all the fast-paced residential areas.

After Yang Wenkang changed his career, his family was quite strong, so the old house of the Yang family was a small villa with its own garden. If you look from a distance, you will find that there are tall grape trellises in the courtyard, and there are not too few flowers and plants, but most of them are green. It has withered and yellowed.

The Bentley stopped outside the yard and turned off the engine. Yang Yue looked at the place where she used to live through the car window, her fingers quietly clenched the edge of the seat belt in an invisible corner.

"Here we are," Hou Zeqi picked up the document bag in the storage compartment.

Only then did Yang Yue come back to her senses: "You wait here for me, I'll be out in about 10 minutes."

"No need," Hou Zeqi stretched out his hand to pat his thigh, which was an intimate and very reassuring gesture between lovers: "I know your brother so well, at least I should go up to see him during the Chinese New Year."

Thinking of the scene in the hospital, Yang Yue still had lingering fears: "But you and the two of them almost-"

"Xiaoyue," Hou Zeqi interrupted him without waiting for him to finish, his light-colored eyes condensed into deep amber in the gray sky: "Since we are here, we are guests, don't worry, I know how to behave. "

Maybe it was because his Shen Yi gaze was so reassuring as it pierced directly into Yang Yue's bone marrow, making him unable to utter a single rebuttal, so he took the gift and got out of the car, leading someone to push the door open. Some gates with peeling paint.

Passing through the long grape arbor, the two walked to the sauce-brown anti-theft door and rang the doorbell. After a long while, Yang Xing, wearing a black and white striped home clothes, opened the door, cheering like a cheerful little zebra and crashing into the two. In people's arms!

"Brother! Brother Seven! Why are you here now? I miss you so much!!"

The eyes of the two of them froze, and at the same time they endured the heavy longing. Even though Hou Zeqi was in a strong figure, they were all staggered by his sudden pounce.

And Yang Yue was caught in a pincer situation, being squeezed into hamburger meat by two fleshy walls: "!"

With a low curse, he pulled Yang Xing's collar and threw it aside. Just as he was about to curse, he saw a figure standing far away on the stairs, looking at him with a smile.

"Yang Xing, didn't your family teach you? Don't yell at the guests."

It's Yang Yang.

Yang Yue's heart seemed to be clenched in an instant.

Little did he know that behind him, light brown eyes sank like hunting beasts in places he couldn't see.

Yang Xing was outside the Shura field, innocently took the gifts from the two of them, and turned to say hello: "Dad, my brother is here to see you!"

There was a sound in the kitchen, and after a while, Yang Wenkang came out with a fruit plate, followed by Yang Yu, who was holding a teapot with a gloomy face.

"Xiaoyue is here?" Compared with the last time we met, Yang Wenkang's complexion looked much better, but if you look closely, you will find that his eye sockets are covered with fine red bloodshot eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes are also quite serious. It looks like he hasn't had a good rest.

The plastic fruit plate was gently placed on the coffee table with a click, and he signaled in a hoarse voice: "Sit down, let's eat an orange."

After taking the bright orange, Yang Yue called "Dad" in a low voice, and sat down on the somewhat old fabric sofa.

After the air fell into a short and embarrassing silence, Yang Wenkang found Hou Zeqi standing aside with his pockets on.

He was wearing an expensive high-end cashmere trench coat, with an elegant and upright posture, handsome eyebrows and three-dimensional features, which were incompatible with the old, simple and somewhat shabby environment around him.

"This is...?" Yang Wenkang knew it well, but still hesitated politely.

Only then did Yang Yue remember that she had neglected to leave her boyfriend who had worked so hard all the way aside, and quickly got up: "This is me—"

The warm and strong palm pressed down on his shoulder, forcibly suppressing his movements and the words he wanted to say.

"Hi, my surname is Hou, and I'm Xiaoyue's new brother." Hou Zeqi took a step closer, and handed him a hand to shake Yang Wenkang's, with a hint of sharpness under his polite smile.

He is tall and tall, and when he looks down at others from a close distance, he always gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

Yang Wenkang searched for a familiar name in his mind, and suddenly realized: "It's you? Are you the one who consulted experts in the hospital and helped me pay all the medical expenses?"

After the words fell, everyone present except the two showed a slightly puzzled expression——

When did this happen?

Yang Yue looked up in surprise from this angle, and by chance, she saw that Yang Yu's face was red and white, with just the right shame and anger in the gloom, as wonderful as it could be.

"It's me," Hou Zeqi replied.

Yang Wenkang's face immediately showed a bit of joy: "Thank you so much that time! You see that you helped me so much, why don't you stay here for a meal today?"

Hou Zeqi smiled indifferently: "A small amount of money is not a respect, so let's leave it as a thank you. I am here today because I have something else to ask you for."

After finishing speaking, he suppressed his smile, like a hunter holding a shotgun, slowly approaching the prey in the trap, and asked unhurriedly: "You should have received the group of photos in Luyuan Park yesterday afternoon, right?" What do you think about the blue down jacket worn by the culprit? Do you feel a little familiar?"

Yang Wenkang's expression changed drastically!

"Then, you sent those photos?!"

"That's right," Hou Zeqi admitted calmly, his light brown pupils narrowed slightly under the natural light, like a lion finally waking up: "I'm the one who made the photo, and I'm the one who sent it. Would you like to send me the photo again?" Ask, who was the one who rescued your precious son from the lake after he pushed his brother down the mountain 11 years ago?"

His words were like a sharp steel knife piercing into everyone's hearts quickly, accurately and firmly. In an instant, the crowded living room was like a battlefield filled with gunpowder.

Yang Wenkang asked tremblingly in disbelief: "...What do you mean?"

Hou Zeqi admired his expression, pulled out the white jade safety knot with a red string in his pocket in full view, and dropped the last atomic bomb on the bloody battlefield in a calm manner——

"Coincidentally, it's me too."

The author says:

Hou Zeqi: Don't worry, I'll make you feel good right away.