My brother is so fierce

Meizhi had a hard time getting a good night's sleep because of the approach of a young boy, maybe because her nerves were too tense these days, this time she slept very deeply, even though Yichun didn't cover up the sound of opening the door and walked away When she came in, she was still asleep, with her brows stretched out, curled up in a ball under the quilt, sleeping soundly.

He had no intention of waking Meizhi up. He squatted down and carefully looked at her eyebrows and eyes with the help of a light that was lit outside the house, as if admiring something beautiful, he lowered the end of his eyes, and those slightly gloomy eyes unexpectedly He missed a trace of pity that he himself hadn't noticed, and after a while, he stretched out his fingertips and tapped gently on Meizhi's exposed white forehead.

Like a superficial touch, without leaving any traces.

But this was not the original intention of Yichun, he actually came to Xingshi to question her, originally he wanted to take advantage of the night to ask her what she did, so that his son who was not talkative and not approachable could take the initiative to approach her. But when he really came in to see her, those doubts and suspicions disappeared without a trace because of this weak and innocent face.

It is impossible for such an unintelligent woman to have such scheming to get close to Taiping. She might not even know that he has a son.

Perhaps because he realized that he had such thoughts about a robber's sister in his heart, and actually took the initiative to exonerate her, the man poked the fingertips on Meizhi's forehead with a little force, and he had the urge to poke her awake.However, Meizhi slept like a piggy, even though her forehead was poked red, she didn't frown, and she could faintly hear the sound of long breathing when she leaned over.

Seeing that Yi Chun saw the red mark when he withdrew his hand, he clicked his tongue: "So squeamish."

After saying these words, the room became visibly quiet. People saw that Yichun was listening to Meizhi's breathing, and his body was exhausted.

The word "gentleman" seems to be insulated from people seeing Yichun. He lifted a corner of the quilt, and could vaguely see that Meizhi was wearing only a small sleeve, because she was crumpled into a ball because of her poor sleeping position. It's not obvious, it's clear at a glance now that it's been lifted.

Her sleeping posture is completely beyond the imagination of Yichun. If he remembers correctly, the wife who died of illness in his memory is well-behaved, and even her sleeping posture is still elegant, not what he sees now...

so, so-

He couldn't think of an adjective for a long time.

Seeing that Yi Chun's gaze fell on her exposed arms, her whole body revealed the appearance of being pampered, he simply lifted a corner of the quilt completely, and held her wrist with his free hand , without any struggle, unlike the usual lively beauty, such a quiet and beautiful appearance actually gave birth to a bit of demure tenderness under the hazy moonlight.

This feeling is particularly strange. Only when the beautiful things are quiet can he have enough time to enjoy the beauty brought by the tranquility. Just like now, the man squatted beside Meizhi, holding his hand with her ten fingers, Different from the usual well-behaved to satisfy his depression these days, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, on the contrary, he enjoyed the strange sense of comfort brought about by being together in peace.

Renjian Yichun's palm was hot and dry, different from Meizhi's soft and delicate, he held her hand tightly, which was an experience he had never experienced before, but this feeling only lasted for a while, the pale skin The handsome man is no longer satisfied with the status quo.

His eyes wandered on that soft and fair face, because she was sleeping on her side, Meizhi opened her mouth unconsciously and breathed very softly, seeing Yichun staring at her for a while, she moved her other hand to her. In front of him, he felt the warm breath sprayed when he didn't catch his breath in the palm of his hand, that kind of touch that made his soul tremble, and his pupils almost shrank into a line in the dark night.

It was a sign of excitement. The lights outside the house were blown by a gust of wind, and the reflection in the room also swayed from side to side, but it was also clear that the person who was sitting slowly lowered his head, with one hand propped on the floor, and the other One hand was tightly intertwined with the girl's fingers to prevent her from escaping. Like a beast that had turned into a human form and finally returned to its original form in the night, he leaned over and pressed his lips against it.

Said it was a beautiful concubine, but he seemed...had never touched her anywhere.

Meizhi, whom he saw during the day, left him with enough memories, and at night, he could reconcile the impression in his mind with her current appearance. The light pink cherry lips opened and closed, and the taste should be good.

The cold wind was blowing into the house, and Meizhi, who was watched closely, frowned in her sleep. She didn't realize the danger, but it was not enough to wear small sleeves at night, and Yichun was almost close to her when people saw her. Meizhi whimpered and turned around, but because she was grabbed by one hand, she could only roll out, and stretched out the other hand to find the heat source.

Seeing that Yi Chun saw her dodging, he looked at her in surprise for a long time, making sure that she was just so cold that he gave up.

He glanced at the heavy night at the door, without moving, as if he was waiting for something.

Sure enough, not long after, Meizhi was so cold that she found the heat source of Renjian Yichun, she leaned towards the only man like a caterpillar chrysalis, first with one hand, then two legs , finally rolled over, and people saw that Yichun didn't intend to let go of her hand, but raised his eyebrows happily when he saw her roll to her side so actively, bent down and stretched his hand under her back, and wrapped his arms around her waist. The person is in his arms.

"Sure enough, you have to be obedient in this way." He sighed calmly.

Seeing that Yichun's heat source seemed not enough, she tried her best to shrink herself into a ball and peeled off his coat to stick it in. Her arms were already trembling, but she didn't intend to reach out to reach for the quilt to warm her up.

If this continues, Meizhi, who is not in good health, may really get sick.

The man chuckled lightly and brushed off the broken hair on her forehead, kissed her, satiated happily, then got up and stuffed her back under the quilt, and then he also started to unbutton his clothes and sleep with her.

But in the middle of taking it off, he suddenly remembered that the door had not been closed, and stood up on the ground. The man's upper body coat was half off and hanging behind him, and he noticed something unusual just after taking a step.

At the door of the corridor where there was only one light, there was a young boy hugging a pillow. The expression on his face was exactly the same as that of Yi Chun, but at this moment, his face was even more astonished, and he directly said the words in his heart: "Why are you here?" It's fully revealed on the face.

Seeing Yi Chun looking at him with a cold face, a flash of annoyance flashed in his eyes, he strode to the corridor, stepped out and closed the door behind his back.

He didn't like being seen with such a private side, even if it was his own son.

The father and son were too close, and because of the height difference, Chengping was forced to look up at his serious father. Since there was no one around him, it could be concluded that he ran out by himself, while Yichun Staring at the little pillow he held in his arms, the corners of his mouth were pursed unhappily.

"What are you doing here?"

Hitomi Taiping noticed that the line of sight fell on his pillow, and the little boy breathed out nervously. He tried to hide his pillow so as to cover up his purpose, but the pillow that was twice as long as his head couldn't help it at all. Hiding, he is only seven years old but he is also an age who knows how to be ashamed, his face is flushed with his head bowed and not answering, even his tender ears are dyed red.

He doesn't speak, and when he sees Yichun, he knows exactly what his son is here for. It's the first time he's seen him, and he behaves so admiringly that one can't help but see that Yichun begins to wonder what the maid said to him before. Children are easy to be incited, especially those with unstable temperament like Taiping. It is not impossible for someone to say something to him to cause such a situation.

Seeing that Yichun had a lot of thoughts, he completely avoided the simple answer - Ren saw that Chengping just liked Meizhi, so he ran over and wanted to sleep with her.

"That's my woman," Ren saw that Yichun didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did. He gesticulated according to his personality, without any regard for a child's face, with stern eyebrows and eyes, "The maid taught you the same way. Did you run into the women's room?!"

It was the first time that Chengping saw his father get angry, he was even a little dazed, but after two seconds of reaction, he realized that his father was blaming him for being shameless, ignorant of etiquette, and always doing everything well People saw that Chengping's face turned pale, his eyes widened, and his fingers trembled in sadness and shame during the scolding.

Meizhi was half awake from the cold before. Although the door was closed, the door was not soundproof at all. She got under the quilt twice, and finally couldn't bear to lift her heavy eyelids, and looked up at the door.

The lamp outside the door printed the situation outside the house on the door in the form of reflection, she got out of the quilt with difficulty, propped up her upper body and looked out.

That reflection... One of them must be Jian Chengping, who I just met during the day.

There is only one child of this height in the city, and it is very easy to identify.As for the other one, Meizhi didn't want to waste her brain cells, so she put on her coat casually, and walked out barefoot after failing to find her shoes.

The door was pulled open from the inside, and the stagnant atmosphere around was suddenly filled with a burst of fresh air. People saw that Yichun turned his head to meet the girl's sleepy face, but it still didn't damage her appearance—Meizhi seemed to have a This kind of magic power is like a built-in filter, no matter what time it is too beautiful, the viewer will be amazed.

However, she herself couldn't feel it. She had been locked up in the villa with the housekeeper for almost the first half of her life, and she didn't know how lethal her appearance was. There was no amazing reaction to tell her this fact.

Hitomi Taiping is very sensitive to breath, he can feel that his father does not have much affection for him, even though he was given the title of Young City Lord, no other younger brother was born to pose a threat to him, loneliness lingered around him, before Meizhi came We were in a pool of stagnant water, and now it's different.

Meizhi doesn't hate him, and even treats him very well. That kind of kindness is not based on his status as the young city lord, but just because of him. After he realized this, he couldn't wait for the night to fall , planning to take advantage of his father's absence to have a warm night with this lady who is good to him, as the maid said.

He also wants to be hugged and told stories, and he also wants to be called by the name of Taiping affectionately, not only Taiping, but himself.

The only thing he didn't expect was that he actually saw his father doing those things to his sleeping wife. She obviously didn't know anything, and the young man also read something strange at an ignorant age. He felt uneasy and wanted to Run away but stay there forever.

If Madam needs her own help, then he should stand here, even if his father finds out, it will be nothing more than a scolding, but I never expected Yichun to say such harsh words to him when I saw Chengping. He was almost worthless, and he couldn't slow down for a long time.

Meizhi stayed on Renjian Yichun's turned face for half a second, ignored it, and then shifted her gaze to the aggrieved and sad Renjian Taiping.

He wanted to look like he was okay, but the red eye circles and trembling lower lip completely exposed his true emotions. Meizhi didn't know what happened, but in such a dark night that even children feared, He really shouldn't be allowed to stand in the corridor to blow air anymore.

She snorted, and noticed the small pillow in Renjian Taiping's arms, the yellow-brown soft pillow was tightly strangled by the young man, Meizhi was worried about whether she would be out of breath for the pillow.She no longer cared about Ren Jian Yichun's low air pressure, and beckoned Ren Jian Taiping with her slender and tender hands, and said softly, "Taiping, come in."

The little boy thought he had heard wrongly, he looked in the direction of Meizhi blankly, realized that she was really beckoning him to go over, and anxiously glanced at Yichun again, guessing his expression, and slightly A step in the direction of Meizhi.

People saw Yichun's dark eyes cast away, people saw Chengping retracted his feet again.

"Come here," Meizhi took a big step and walked out, the wind outside the house made her face feel cold, she didn't see Yichun's face, so she walked over and grabbed Renjian Chengping's arm, "It's okay outside It’s cold, if you don’t come in, you’ll catch a cold.”

The man moved his footsteps and looked sideways, Meizhi had already dragged Renjian Chengping in, and he was greeted by a closed door, Renjian Yichun smiled instead, and kicked out the lamp in the corner.

The room was suddenly dark. Meizhi stopped and looked back. Fortunately, the moonlight still had some effect today. She got used to the room with a little light illuminated by the moonlight. Worried about what was on the ground, she gently pulled Taiping's hand Walking him towards the couch with both arms, calming his emotions unskillfully: "Don't be afraid, follow me."

After a long while, he hummed, his personality was so indifferent, but his face was already reddish, and Meizhi didn't care about it, he arranged a pillow for him, and the two of them fell asleep.

Chengping is still not used to sleeping in the same bed with other people, besides, the bed is not big, two people covering the same quilt cannot avoid arm contact, she is soft all over, Chengping likes such a lady very much , he silently turned to look at her sideways, Meizhi blinked and looked back after noticing the sight, "Has Cheng been waiting for me for a long time?"

The young man was caught off guard by this sentence, he didn't know what to say for a while, thinking of what his father had just done to his wife, he fell silent again, and after two seconds he realized that it was not in line with etiquette for him not to reply, he was worried Meizhi would get angry or have a bad impression of him because of this, so she said awkwardly and coldly: "No... I haven't waited for a long time."

Meizhi held his hand, which was cold, thinking that she should have waited for quite a long time.

She didn't reveal it, and replied to him warmly with her eyebrows bent: "Just come in next time, don't be so cautious." Meizhi patted him on the back strangely, "Go to sleep."

She didn't wait for a long time to reply and thought he had fallen asleep, just moved a little, and there was a small thing in his arms, seeing Chengping hugging her, he didn't say anything.