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

Hua Ming was crying so hard one second that he couldn't help himself, and the next second he was so angry that he became a big balloon, rounded into a ball, and inflated and then inflated.

It's like, it's about to crack!

He was crying so hard that he couldn't breathe well, and he couldn't speak clearly. He sat on the ground wiping his tears, and his shoulders kept shaking.

"Brother, how do I feel that I made you a fool."

"However, even after vomiting two mouthfuls of blood, in exchange for your tears, it's still a good deal."

Liu An is a clean freak, even a little dust will cause him to frown, but he has made an exception for him many times.

His little Huaming is his exceptional joy.

Hua Ming pushed his chest angrily, frowned, and said with curled lips: "You...you you you...you are disgusting! How can you lie to me!"

"If I don't die, I die, how do I know that senior brother cares so much about me?"

Liu An's eyes were full of smiles, and while talking close to his ear, carefully observing the fine fluff on his snow-white neck, he couldn't help but let out a breath of hot air.

He just couldn't help being in love with Hua Ming, and he just liked watching him crouching in his arms and trembling slightly, like a plaything should be a plaything.

His little Huaming is really fun, I really want to put everything he has handled in the palm of my hand, study it carefully, and play with it over and over again.

Just play and have fun!

Only when you play badly do you succeed!

Thinking about it, Liu An hugged him, and patted his back lightly with his big palm. This back was also very thin, without any fat at all.

It's a pity that I can't see it very clearly, and it's too dark at night, so I can't see the various charms of the butterfly bones on the back.

I really want to take off his clothes, press his twisting waist, take a brush, dip it in ink, and trace it on his butterfly bone.

Then pick up a piece of white paper and paint it on well, it must be beautiful, I am really eager to try it.

Good senior brother, let me make you comfortable for a few more days, and then don’t bring rain to my pear blossoms that cry again. I am not a person who loves fragrance and jade, especially when facing you like this, where is there any love?

I really wish I could give you two slaps to make you cry louder. Who made you cry?

As for painting, I couldn't learn how to learn when I was a child, so let's just use this method to make do with it.

Simply put, you are all under my control, so don't you just do what I tell you?

Hua Ming was angry for a long time before he calmed down a little, and only after he calmed down did he realize that he was whimpering in the tiger's arms, wasn't this... courting death?

He hurriedly got out of Liu An's arms, cleared his throat, "Who wants to care about you."

"It's okay, don't worry about it, you can do other things."

Hua Ming: "??"

His junior brother, how are you?

Remember that there is no emotional line in the book, and it doesn't say who Liu An likes, he... he shouldn't hinder Liu An's way, right?

But why did Liu An do this? It was so scary. Could it be that he really had something to do with the woman Liu An liked?

But...but...

But come on!

No matter what, he shouldn't be so aggressive!

"What is brother thinking?"

Hua Ming: Don't dare to say anything, don't dare to ask anything, I'm just a little trash, please forgive me.

Who would have thought that Liu An, seeing his quail appearance, would directly hug him by the waist, "What I said is, senior brother, don't go to the house to reveal tiles, what is senior brother thinking?"

"Why are you so obsessed with thinking about it, and your face is turning red?"

It seems... It seems that he thinks too much, too, how could this kind of thing fall on his head?

However, it is unreasonable for me to be hugged by you as a big man every now and then, it is too humiliating!

"Junior Brother, I...I really don't need you to hug me like this, I...I also...I'm quite shameless..."

His voice was much weaker in the second half of the sentence. Although he usually has no face, don't treat him like this...

Why do men make things difficult for men?

Forget it, a real man has to face the difficulties.But...not afraid of suffering or tiredness, but afraid of Liu An's good senior brother...

"With me, you don't need face, and I have to afford it to you."

Hua Ming: "??"

Who said it, give it a try, how do you know, who do you underestimate?

"I can try..."

The corners of Liu An's mouth rose slightly, and he was gently placed on the bed, "Or, senior brother come to hug me?"

Hua Ming swallowed, he lost, it's okay for him to admit defeat...

Liu An naturally also guessed his reaction, is there anyone who knows better than him how delicate and weak this senior is?

The villain who can be blown down by the wind, cried and begged for mercy after being scratched twice, but luckily it fell into his hands.

Liu An grabbed his ankle, took a handkerchief, and gently wiped the soles of his feet, pressing his hot palm against his cold ankle.

"How old are you, why are you still barefoot, and you want me to help you put on your shoes?"

Hua Ming felt wronged: I didn't look for you again!

The point is that it's very itchy. Isn't this just intentionally scratching the soles of his feet? He sat on the bed, clutching the quilt tightly with both hands, twisting his body slowly, still humming: "Okay, I ...I'm dying, I'm dying..."

But this Liu An was very focused, he simply squatted beside the bed, his face was close to his feet, carefully inspecting every corner.

Hua Ming couldn't take it anymore, he kicked his foot in front of him, but it just so happened that the kick landed on Liu An's mouth, he was so frightened that he shivered, but just as he was about to move away, he felt the soles of his feet warm up. .

"Why, what are you in a hurry for?"

Liu An stood up and looked down at him condescendingly: "I was in a hurry to put the poison in my mouth, but now I am in a hurry to send myself here, brother, brother, what do you want me to do?"

Hua Ming panicked, feeling that his whole body was burning hot, but he still pulled the quilt, wrapped himself up tightly, and shrank into the corner: "You knew that I was going to poison you, everything is up to you." under control?"

Liu An nodded frankly: "I changed the poison, how could I be willing to really die, if I die, who will treat my little brother well?"

"If I die, you will come with me. Isn't this ghost world broken by the two of us?"

Hua Ming frowned, and said awkwardly, "I was talking nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. If you really die, brother, you will follow me."

"Without my brother, I would be very lonely."

"I suppose you are too."

Liu An's low, hoarse and sexy laughter sounded good, and it reached Hua Ming's ears impartially, and his hand that was holding the quilt couldn't help trembling.