My brother is not a good person

Raisha wasn't actually that angry.

She was just very, very wronged.

Lying flat on the bed, Laisha closed her eyes to capture the movement of Zhongya Nakahara turning over and standing up.

"You are so strange." She muttered in a low voice, "I have never seen anyone like you."

The meat delivered to the mouth can not be eaten.The meat was not too happy.

"How about me?" Zhongyuan Zhong asked back without knowing.

Miss Champion suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the person standing by the bed.

She didn't answer him, but directly threw another question.

"Do you know how many invitations I received for the Sochi Winter Olympics?"

She frowned slightly, her pair of grape reds were full of resentment.

"It turned out to be a stumble with you. It's unreasonable no matter how you think about it!"

But Mr. Cadre's focus was completely taken away by her question.

He hesitated again and again, but he still couldn't hold back the doubt in his heart, "How many?"

"Guess?" Laisha moved to the side, patting the side of the bed as a gesture, "Sit down and talk."

But who wants to guess such a question!

Nakahara also pursed his lips, and sat in the position that Laisha vacated, but still did not forget to avoid her left arm carefully.

He gave a "tsk" in dissatisfaction, and then said, "Who wants to know such a thing."

"One came to ask me directly, three invitations came round and round, and the rest directly overwhelmed my social software." Laisha counted them one by one, "But I didn't agree."

"It was only later that I realized that there were so many people who tried to chat up athletes by changing their location... Tinder officially said that when the Sochi Winter Olympics were held, the number of users who changed their address to Sochi increased by 1850% year-on-year. Really big Open your eyes."

The more he listened to it, the more unpleasant it became, and Nakahara Chuya's mouth became sour, "Aren't you underage?"

Even minors are invited...

Those bastards who sent out the invites are nothing short of scum.

"Is it important to be an adult?"

Miss Champion turned sideways to face him, stretched out her right hand and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"In Russia, you can get married at 14, although this applies only if you are both an only child."

"But you are not the only child." Mr. Cadre said dryly, "You can't get married at the age of 14."

"There is another way to get married at 14."

The black-haired girl tugged at the corner of the other party's clothes even more vigorously.

She pressed her back against the wall, leaving enough room for another person to lie sideways.

"I don't want to look up at you, it's not comfortable at all. Come and talk."

When Zhong Yuanzhong also lay down on his side, she leaned close to him, her eyes deeply bent.

Red wine is full of banter and teasing.

The sweet fragrance of icy red cabernet franc seems to float in the air, which lingers for a long time.

"If the woman is pregnant, she can also marry at the age of 14 after obtaining the consent of the guardians of both parties."

The slender fingers hooked Chocker, almost holding his breath.

And the young man also felt oppressed almost like suffocation.

The tip of the ear quickly turned red.

At the same time, the voice is dyed dry and hoarse.

"What do you mean you're pregnant..."

It was clearly a matter of not even writing the horoscope, but he couldn't control his heartbeat that suddenly accelerated.

If she was willing to have a child, it had better be a girl.

Cute and well-behaved, she is definitely more worry-free than Wen Ye and Luo Jia.

Feeling a sudden heat on his lips, Zhong Yuanzhong also came back to his senses immediately.

He looked at Raisha who had just finished making trouble.

"What are you thinking? Children?"

The canine teeth bit the tip of the tongue, and the little villain smiled even more heartily.

"Before I retire, you can only think about this kind of thing. Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for me to agree."

Then tell me to hook me...

Zhongyuan Zhong also's eyes darkened.

"Why did you kiss me suddenly?" He asked knowingly.

Half-closed her eyelids, Laisha snorted reproachfully, "I just kissed my boyfriend, does such a thing need any reason?"

His eyes fell on her lips.

A storm was brewing in the boy's eyes.

He agreed in approval, and then he protected her left arm and held those pink lips.

The breaths belonging to the two are intertwined at this moment.

The luscious body fluid, together with panting, overflowed the corners of his lips inadvertently.

The black gloves were discarded by the master.

In the ambiguity, Mr. Cadre just found a reason to deal with it casually: "Then I don't need any reason to kiss my girlfriend, right?"

Caressing the delicate skin under his palm, he regarded the other party's right to breathe as consent.

Unbuttoning the top few buttons with one hand, Zhongyuan Zhong also felt that it was not enough to tear open the neckline.

He picked up the other party's powerless right hand and put it on the button of his custom-made trousers.

While pecking down her neck along the corner of her lips, he lowered his voice and coaxed.

"I don't think you really want to sleep, so please help me."

The palm circled her involuntarily raised waist, and Mr. Cadre lightly bit the side of her neck.

"Help me untie it."

In fact, he wouldn't mind if he just pulled it off.

But the current Miss Champion probably doesn't have that much strength.

Listening to the broken panting in his ears, Zhongyuan Zhong also praised in a low voice: "Well done, you know what to do next, right?"

"I... don't mind helping you figure it out."

Thinking hard with the remaining rationality, Laisha half-closed her eyelids and raised her head, revealing her swan-like neck.

"But I don't have your clothes here?"

Licking and kissing the delicate collarbone that had been exposed to the air, Zhong Yuanzhong said without hesitation: "Let Wen also send it over tomorrow."

"And my show skating, Kosten."

"it is good."

Even though the two of them made a mess in the end, Laisha's left arm was always well protected by Zhongya Zhongyuan.

She raised her right hand to cover her face, and at the same time lowered her head, burying her face deeper into the arms of the person in front of her.

She forgot to draw the curtains before going to bed last night, so now it's too bright for her to sleep at all.

Sensing Laisha's movements, Nakahara also woke up.

He reached out to pick up the suit jacket that had been thrown aside yesterday, and put it on Raisha's head.

Then he got up and went to the window and drew the curtains to block out the bright daylight.

Laisha, who was lying on the bed, pulled her suit jacket aside, raised her eyelids with difficulty, and glanced at Chuya Nakahara.

After watching her, she shrank like a hamster preparing to hibernate.

"Change your clothes quickly."

The girl closed her eyes, bossing her around.

"That shirt is wrinkled and uncomfortable to sleep on."

But how can there be any clothes that can still retain their neat shape after last night?

There is simply no reason.

However, Zhongyuanzhong is not prepared to reason.

He took out his mobile phone and took off his crumpled shirt, leaving only the tailored trousers that could only serve as a body covering.

After sending the message to Zhongyuanwen, he lay back on the bed again, turning sideways and wrapping Laisha in his arms.

The mobile phone that completed the task was casually put aside by the owner, and finally slipped down the quilt and onto the carpet.

The boy also found a more comfortable position, and closed his eyes naturally.

The satiated big cat rubbed the soft hair on top of the girl in its arms.

He replied confidently, "I'm done."

Raising his hand, he could feel a tight muscle, and Laisha rested on the other's chest unceremoniously.

At the same time, she did not forget to pick out the minor flaws in the other party's answer.

"You obviously took it off, where did you change it?"

"It's changed." Big Cat insisted on his answer, "It's the emperor's new clothes."

After hearing his answer, Laisha didn't feel sleepy at all.

She supported the other person's chest and sat up, laughing so hard that she couldn't use her hands to straighten her pajamas.

"Emperor's New Clothes?"

Miss Champion almost threw the incriminating evidence made by the other party in his face yesterday.

"I can't see that you are still a child at heart."

Nodding indiscriminately, Mr. Cadre opened his eyes and looked at her, "I'm only treating you with a childlike innocence, isn't it good?"

The tiger teeth lightly bit on the lower lip.

Laisha bent her legs on the same side, leaned over and kissed Nakahara Chuya with her right hand on the bed as a support.

In the indistinguishable breathing of each other, she spoke with a smile, "It's nothing bad."

"However, did you send a message to Wen Ye just now?"

Although from the content point of view, this is undoubtedly a question, but asking it from her mouth will always lack the taste of seeking answers.

"Are you sure you want him to see such a messy room?"

Zhongyuan Zhong was also silent for a moment, and replied resignedly: "I will clean up."

"Then I'm going to take a shower!" After confirming that someone will deal with the mess, Miss Champion got up from the bed, turned and walked into the bathroom.

Only the cadres and gentlemen who looked a bit worried were left in the same room in a mess.

Although it is said that "the room is messy", in fact, the only thing that can be called messy is the single bed that bears the weight of two people.

The rest are just scattered clothes and bedding that he casually threw out.

Picking up the clothes one by one, Zhong Yuanzhong also folded them one by one and put them aside.

He finally picked up his soiled underwear and knocked on the bathroom door twice.

After getting the "in" mixed with the sound of water, he washed his underwear as quickly as possible without turning his eyes, and hung them to dry.

The continuous laughter behind him made him fly out of the bathroom.

And the timely sound of the doorbell relieved his embarrassment somewhat.

Zhong Yuan also opened the door pretending to be calm.

Standing outside the door was indeed Wen Ye from Zhongyuan who brought the clothes of the two of them.

"Where's Raya?"

Looking up and down at Nakahara Chuya's attire, Zhongyuan Wen, who hadn't yet realized it, only felt that all this was so puzzling.

The two were clearly arguing a few hours ago.

How can we be in the same room now?

And Nakahara is only wearing trousers now, but he also let himself bring underwear...

The young boy suddenly smiled gloatingly, "You can't be idle, are you?"

"……What do you know."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the clothes in his hand, and pointed in the direction of the bathroom with his other hand.

"Laya is still taking a bath, what do you want to do with her?"

Nodding his head, Zhong Yuanwen also walked around him into the room and sat on the sofa.

He was holding a notebook of the same style as Xiao Linyuan's in his hand, and he looked much more nervous than usual.

After asking Xiao Linyuan a lot about Raisha, he undoubtedly understood the reason why Raisha asked him "do you like figure skating".

After realizing how reckless he was at the beginning, he was not at all sure whether he would offend the other party because of that presumptuousness.

Zhong Yuanwen was also staring at the cover of the notebook, until Laisha, who was wrapped in a bathrobe, sat across from him before recovering.

He pursed his lips and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"I want to learn figure skating."

The boy's tone was firmer than last time.

"Please teach me."