After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

A gleam of light flashed in Liu An's eyes, he caught the most important message, and his bright red lips raised slightly.

"Really? Bitten to death by me?"

Liu An leaned forward slightly, pressed his other hand on the back of his head, leaned close to his ear and smiled softly: "You want to kill me so much?"

Hua Ming was so frightened that his body trembled slightly, he swallowed in horror: "I... I just said it casually, don't take it seriously."

Liu An shook his head, said with a smile: "I will take everything my brother says seriously."

Hua Ming: You can never wake up a person who wants to kill you, destroy it, it's annoying.

"Senior brother is still very caring. Knowing that I'm back, he specially poured me a cup of tea?"

Liu An's gaze was attracted by the tea in his hand, so she sat beside him, and brought the cup of tea to her hand.

"I actually worked hard last night. It took so much effort to torment you all night."

"However, senior brother is more interesting now than when he was a child. When he tickled you when he was a child, you didn't react at all. Now it's different."

Liu An held the cup of tea steadily, and said with a smile: "It's really cute to see senior brother lying in my arms, crying and begging for mercy."

Hua Ming opened his mouth, but before he came to speak, Liu An's voice sounded in his ears again: "When I hugged Senior Brother, I always remembered when we were young, you were really kind to me at first, but then you He also became a layman."

"Why do you want to kill me?"

Today's Liu An is a little different, the words are long and sad.

"I suppressed all your skills and made you prostrate at my feet, do you hate me?"

Hua Ming: To be honest, I can't say I hate it, but it's really annoying. Even if I don't have any skills, I can bully anyone.

But who is telling the truth these days, Hua Ming obediently shook his head.

"Speak." Liu An's tone was very calm, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden no matter what.

Hua Ming couldn't hold back his emotions, so he opened his vermilion lips lightly, his teeth still chattering: "I...how could I hate my junior brother? I'm too worried..."

"is it?"

Liu An's tone became a bit colder, and she put her other slender finger on the table, and tapped the table lightly: "You're so slippery, why don't you pull out your tongue!"

Hua Ming: "..."

Fuck him again!

This Liu An is really not a good thing, it's dead and down!

If he doesn't die, I will die, and my death is not as good as his death!

Liu An's deep and dark eyes fell on him, and he said word by word: "Speak well."

Hua Ming has no direction at the moment, what else to say, can you give me a way out.

"What am I forcing you to do? I should be the clearest. How can you not hate me?"

"As long as you have a good brain, you just hate me."

"It should be thinking about how to kill me all the time. If I were you, I would."

Holding the cup of tea, Liu An smiled bitterly, her eyes full of sadness.

Hua Ming: I haven't done anything yet, why did you start to prepare for sad emotions?

The plot doesn't go like this, if you do, I'm completely confused...

"If I die, will Senior Brother shed tears for me?"

"Brother, even if it's just pretending, shed a tear for me, one drop is fine."

At least, someone in this world sheds tears for you, so it's not too much work.

Before Hua Ming realized what was going on, this Liu An raised his teacup and drank it down in one gulp, his hand stopped in mid-air: "Senior brother, why are you just like those people, just wishing for my death? "

"I just want to live, who is it?"

Immediately afterwards, Liu An fell straight to the ground, black blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were also desolate.

"Now, are you satisfied?"

Hua Ming panicked, and hurried over to hold him in his arms. The black blood flowed down the back of Hua Ming's hand, and then slowly dripped onto his fingernails.

Even the fingernails were still a little hot, or rather stinging, at least they pierced into his flesh through the fingernails.

"What are you doing, why are you drinking that cup of tea, are you a fool?"

"You usually look at such a smart and ruthless person, what's going on today?"

After only a few short words, Hua Ming could no longer utter a sound, and his tears fell on Liu An's face.

"Why are you crying? If I die, shouldn't you be very happy?"

Hua Ming: If you really die, can I still live?

I can only grow old alone in this small world of paper, and encounter a little threat from time to time, I'm so happy!

"Brother, don't cry..."

"Brother, your tears hit my face, it hurts."

Hua Ming: "..."

Hua Ming retorted unceremoniously: "You are going to die, do you still care about the pain?"

"Uh..." Liu An was speechless.

"As long as senior brother is happy."

Hua Ming choked up, "I'm happy... happy ass!"

How can we make up for this imperfect ending?

What else can he do now, isn't he a high-ranking villain, just belching like this, isn't this just for fun?

"Brother, why are you so happy?"

Hua Ming: "..."

At this moment, he hoped that Liu An would die immediately.

The sad atmosphere was still growing, and Liu An's hand had no strength at all, and it just hung down, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, dripping on the cold ground.

"From now on, no one will stop you from doing whatever the senior brother wants."

"Death at the hands of senior brother is a worthy death."

Liu An's lips trembled violently, and she rubbed against his arms again, smelling the fragrance in his arms, squinting her eyes and smiling: "Actually, I would rather die on, senior brother's body."

"Brother smells so good..."

Hua Ming didn't bother to listen to the nonsense behind him, but his crying shoulders trembled: "What else do I want? What I want most is that you live. How can you die? If you die, I will die too." Can't live."

"I'd rather swallow that poison than you die. I'm really finished after you die."

Hua Ming was sobbing, and simply sat on the ground, feeling that the world was not worth it.

But he didn't want the man on the ground's eyes to light up, with a smile on his lips: "Really?"

"God, let him live, I'm willing to give everything."

Liu An's hand slipped quietly to his waist, coveted nothing more than this thin waist, and it would be extremely worthwhile to die on it.

"I don't need everything, as long as you, day and night, day and night, every year is like a day."