My brother is so fierce

The man had heard the sound of the door opening a long time ago, so he speeded up to wash his body, thinking of Meizhi's face, he was so excited.

Simply wrapping a towel around his waist, he thought it was cool to look in the mirror and combed his hair back. Before he could walk out of the bathroom, a graceful figure stood outside the frosted bathroom door at some point.

The waist is very thin and tall?

Just as he was wondering, Hisoka's hand had already opened the locked door. The red-haired magician licked his lips, poked his head in, and showed a charming smile at the man, with a strange tone: " Have you finished washing~☆"

The man was so frightened that he hurriedly grabbed the bath towel and backed away. His palms were stuck on the wet tiles and he couldn't hold it steady. After the panic, he felt angry at being disturbed. He lowered his brows and yelled at Hisoka: "Who are you! Not sick!!"

That angry look made Hisoka laugh, his strong arm rested on the edge of the door, and when he exerted lightly, the muscle lines on his arm were particularly obvious, he let the man scold endlessly, and even wanted to reach out to grab it. The mobile phone on the shelf seemed to want someone to come and show Hisoka a little something.

Hisoka didn't stop him, he walked slowly into the not-so-spacious bathroom, and waited quietly for him to finish his phone call. His tall body allowed him to easily take off the shower head hanging on the wall and hold it in his hand for a while. Yes, the golden pupils flicked in the direction of the man, the imposing, cold and crazy gaze seemed to have split him into pieces through the air, and the words trembled at the edge of his mouth, and he swallowed them again.

The exit was blocked by Hisoka, he could only yell into the microphone after reacting: "Come here quickly!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his scalp hurt, the man's hand had already grabbed his wet hair, and pulled it to Hisoka's feet like a dead dog.

He cried out in pain, his eyes narrowed due to the pain looked at the high-heeled boots on Hisoka's feet and became frightened.

Don't be afraid that the enemy is ruthless, but be afraid that the enemy is abnormal.

He wanted to pretend to warn the other party a few words, but just opened his mouth, a gust of scalding hot water rushed out of the shower head, his mouth and breathing nasal cavity were scalded, his scalp was numb, his neck twisted hard to avoid it, Xi So bent down and grinned at him.

It can't be seen from his face that he has strength at all, Hisoka's strength is too great, but in the sound of water, watching the man being tortured in pain, he can also hear the strange laughter from his throat: " Uh huh ♂~Is it cool~☆”

The man was having difficulty breathing, his mouth was scalded, and he groaned in pain indistinctly. Hisoka let go of his hair in disgust, and washed his palms and fingers with scalding water. The man lying on the ground saw He wanted to escape, but before he could take a step, the back of his hand was nailed to the ground by high heels, making him unable to move.

However, Hisoka still crossed his hips and crushed the back of his hand with his heels, laughing hohohohoho.

abnormal.

There was movement at the door, and the man in despair heard his subordinate calling for the boss from outside the bathroom. He felt relieved. He thought he was about to be saved, Hisoka also let go of his feet. The man thought he was afraid, so he was about to scold him. In a few words, he was kicked violently at the waist, the pain made his eyes protrude, and he was turned over like a bastard, Hisoka tore off his bath towel, and raised his feet excitedly after seeing a black forest.

"You who are delusional about my beauty, you are really ugly~~☆"

The subordinates rushed in, and when they arrived at the door of the bathroom, the desperate wailing from the man's mouth made them tremble.

There are piles of dead people with playing cards stuck in their necks at the feet. The magician in boots washes his hands in front of the mirror, leans over to wipe off a little blood stain, checks the hair that is straight up like flames from left to right, hums a song, Twisted his waist and walked out.

Meizhi was a little sleepy, she rested her chin and wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while, when the man's dry and hot palm pressed against her cheek, he leaned over and stared at the light-colored lipstick on Meizhi's lips, as if I didn't like this color very much, so I raised my eyebrows slightly and wiped it off with my thumb.

Hisoka never came according to the routine, Meizhi opened his eyelids a little, closed them again with peace of mind, and muttered: "Going home brother?"

The palm was attached to her back again, and the temperature of the man's palm was transmitted through the clothes. She shrank as if she had been scalded, and Hisoka's hand followed closely and continued to stick, regardless of the eyes around her, like Embracing her with one arm as before, Meizhi rested her cheek on his shoulder as usual, and closed her eyes.

She has been a little tired recently.

She doesn't know how strong an adult male is, his arms are very stable, and he doesn't even tremble.

Compared to him, Meizhi's soft body is like a weak flower attached to the roots of a big tree, beautiful and vulnerable.

"Yeah," Hisoka's voice came from two directions, and the vibration of his bones made his voice lower, "Of course I have to go back with Meizhi, and sleep with my brother tonight~☆"

Meizhi closed her eyes and punched him on the chest, her voice muffled: "No."

Hisoka has been rejected many times, and naturally this time is not missing.

The makeup on his face was removed, and his half-length red hair fell down. After taking a bath, he turned into the familiar appearance of Meizhi.

He leaned lazily on the bench, and wiped his wet hair casually in front of the ancient mirror. His skin was very fair. If he hadn't seen the muscles on his arms, he might have looked the same to others when he put on a suit. Just handsome nobles.

He recently met a man named Yiermi, and he was planning to do something together these few days. This time, he came back for a short stay, but after meeting the man who plotted against Meizhi, he began to worry about his future. Meizhi hesitated a bit in her plan to be here alone.

She is not physically strong, and if she is brought along, it will definitely make others aware of his weakness, that is to say, Meizhi will most likely hold him back; Fully focus on the green apples outside.

It was the first time Hisoka noticed the influence of Meizhi on him, the golden pupil looked at the bored man in the mirror, his lips were flattened, and he seemed to seek a correct solution.

Weakness, he doesn't need and doesn't want this thing to exist around him.

However, if Meizhi disappears, I will be a little bit reluctant.

He put his fingers on his cheeks and nodded. While he was thinking, the window was opened from the outside, and a young cat with long black hair stepped in with a straight body.

The man in the mirror rolled his pupils: "Hmm~☆"

"Isn't it time yet?"

The time agreed between them has not yet arrived, Yi Ermin hummed, and briefly glanced around the room with a blank face, his real purpose was hidden in his blank eyes, he only replied: "I will stay for one night .”

Naturally, Hisoka would not have thought that his partner who was not in a strong relationship would have such thoughts, with his hands in his wet hair, he showed his perfect inverted triangle figure with his upper body, and made an unbearable strange noise from his mouth.

"Then you sleep on the floor~☆"

Yi Ermi was silent for a moment, his eyes stayed on the hard floor, and fell on the scenery outside the open door indistinctly.

"Your house should have a guest room." Yiermi said with certainty, he raised his foot and tried to go out, a poker card flew towards him, Xielu's killing intent did not affect Yiermi much, Fingers caught the playing cards flying toward his neck, he stopped and tilted his head to look at Hisoka.

"No way," Hisoka stood up, showing the killing intent only in battle, but Il fans also felt a little different, it was not a simple desire to fight, more like mixed with unknown Zuo However, it was quickly covered up by Hisoka, like a murderous beast trying to hide the fragrance of flowers properly placed in his arms, it was very weak, but he was still found, "Sleep on the ground and get out, choose One~◇"

The atmosphere became anxious.

The light footsteps outside the door fell on their ears, and Hisoka's sharp gaze was fixed on Yi Ermi, and then he glanced at the cabinet and window, signaling Yi Ermi to make a choice.

When Meizhi came in, Hisoka was putting on his clothes, but he simply passed through the two sleeves with the front open, showing off his abs without hesitation, "Do you want to sleep with my brother, Meizhi~"

Yi Ermi in the cabinet tilted his head, as if he was puzzled by Hisoka's weird brother-sister relationship.

What responded to him was the pillow that Meizhi threw from the stool in the room.

Hisoka reached out to take it, and obediently sandwiched the throwing pillow under the creaking nest, as if he had no temper at all, he groaned.

"Just came to ask you..."

Yiermi looked at Meizhi, who was wearing an ankle-length nightgown through the open wardrobe door, and rolled her toes uncomfortably. Her feet were small, not as long as his palms. They should...

He looked down at his hand, as if he had already grasped her foot, and slowly closed it in his palm.

Meizhi looked at Hisoka steadily, "How many days will you stay at home this time?"

Perhaps she also felt that such a question was too purposeful, as if she couldn't do without Hisoka, and then stuck her neck to deny the meaning of her words: "I just want to ask, you eat a lot... If you I'll ask them to buy more ingredients after staying for a long time...don't think too much about it."

Hisoka looked straight at him, he never hid his emotions, but Meizhi was unwilling to meet his gaze, as if worried that his mind would be seen through, so he looked at the closet beside him.

Yi Ermi lowered his eyelids almost subconsciously, rubbing the fingers hanging by his side anxiously. It has been more than ten years since he came here last time looking for the girl.

Her face was completely exposed in front of Yiermi. Even after so many years, the black-haired young man didn't think for more than half a second before he was sure that the girl named Meizhi in front of him was the same as the girl he saw when he was a teenager. They look exactly the same.

How could such a coincidence happen?

He would never have thought that these two people were the same person, but now, he couldn't think about it anymore, because Meizhi seemed to have discovered something, turned around and walked towards the closet.

Because of taking a shower, she let down the hair that was rolled up at the banquet, just like her, the hair was hanging down in front of her softly, and the length was already waist-length.

His eyesight was good, or very good.

Yier fans could see the hot air on Meizhi's face that hadn't dissipated. He probably came over in a hurry shortly after taking a bath, just to ask Hisoka how long he would stay at home. I can feel her concern for Hisoka.

The clear eyes under the wet eyelashes looked over, the moonlight from outside the window came in coldly, hitting her slender and fragile body, when Meizhi lowered her eyelashes and walked slowly, she showed a very pitiful look.

Il fans may understand why Hisoka stopped him just now.

It is very puzzling that such a powerful and weird man would have a weak and deceitful sister like a dodder flower.

It's like a soft and white rabbit lying in the den of wild animals, it's unbelievable.

Meizhi's hand was already on the doorknob of the cupboard, and Yiermi stared at her face in the dark, her gaze slid down from her smooth forehead, her clear eyes, her straight and delicate nose, and finally stopped at Her petal-like lips did not move.

"Meizhi," Hisoka stopped her, and the girl whose name was called turned her head, and slowly let go of her hand. She responded, tensing her neck nervously at what he was about to say, "What's wrong?"

"Maybe I'm leaving tomorrow~" Hisoka hooked his fingers at her, and smiled at her with confidence, his strange voice was soft and slow, "It's time to sleep, Meizhi, huh~☆"

Mei Zhi stared at him for a long time, maybe she stopped when she wanted to say something, and hummed with some disappointment, "Good night, brother."

It wasn't until she left the room that Yi Ermi opened the closet door and walked out.

This feeling of having an affair that was almost discovered was very strange. Yi Ermi stared at Hisoka with big black eyes, and suddenly asked, "Why should I hide?"

Hisoka spread his palms, "Don't you think you look too fierce~"

Yi Ermi hesitated for a moment. As the eldest son of the killer family, he had done countless missions, and his hands were already stained with blood. He was not sure whether he looked fierce or not, so he kept silent and did not answer.

But judging from Qi Ya's reaction, he is very afraid of himself, which is completely different from Hisoka's two brothers and sisters.

His brain circuit fell back to the original point. Hearing the conversation just now, Irmi asked speculatively: "Are you going to take her with you?"

Hisoka replied after a while: "No~"

Seeing some clues from the indifference on his face, Yi Ermi took out his business card and handed it over: "In addition to killing people, we also take on the task of protecting, how about a [-]% discount for you?"

"Oh?" Hisoka became a little interested.