On how to throw down the subject

the next morning.

Han Chaoyang's heart is broken right now, no, it should be said that since he accidentally clicked on the video, his heart has been broken all the time.

Last night, after Han Zhaoxu took out the small bottle from the study, he carried Han Chaoyang to the bathroom, um...washing his body.

After cleaning, Han Chaoyang was already out of breath. Before he could recover, Han Zhaoxu put him on the bed to make preparations, including using up the small bottle.

Han Chaoyang lay on the bed, holding back his shame and letting Han Zhaoxu do anything. He loves his brother, and his brother also loves him. They are connected with each other, so what's wrong with doing this kind of thing?

What's more, he believed that his brother would not hurt him.

When it was about to be entered, my elder brother confirmed his wishes repeatedly before continuing, as if he would stop if he didn't want to.

Han Chaoyang, who was almost raped by several men, from then on, just thinking about this kind of thing, he was very disgusted and resisted.

but……

What if that person is a brother?

What if the person who wants to be with him is his elder brother who has always spoiled him and loved him carefully?

What if... his brother would not be hurt anyway?

If it's my brother, there's nothing wrong with it, is there?

Han Chaoyang smiled, and took the initiative to put his lips up, telling Han Zhaoxu with his actions that he didn't care.

Then... he regretted QAQ...

Because his brother always asked him in his ear: Is it uncomfortable, does it hurt, is it comfortable, etc...

Han Chaoyang couldn't help but blush, ahhh, just do what you want, where did all this nonsense come from!

What was frustrating was that he answered his brother's question very obediently and honestly last night, and then he felt that his brother was even more "excited".

What made him feel even more ashamed was that his brother actually insisted on forcing him to call him husband, and kept tossing him in different ways if he didn't call him...

This is simply shame paly!

Husband... Husband, you are a big-headed ghost!I might as well call you Eunuch Han, isn't it nice to call you Eunuch Han?

Of course, he didn't dare to say this in front of his brother, he was afraid that his brother would torment him again next time.

He is very familiar with his brother's bad taste...

Besides, if he called his brother his husband, wouldn't he be his... wife?

What the hell!He is a man, a real pure man!Don't call it that!

It's better to call me brother!

Although the two have changed from brothers to lovers, he still likes to call Han Chaoxu his brother.

One is because he has been called brother for so many years, and it is not so easy for him to change.The second is because he feels that the title of brother makes him feel very safe.

Ah... Anyway, anyway, he just doesn't want to be called husband.

Han Chaoyang felt his face was so hot that he hurriedly clutched his sore waist that was about to break, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

He wiped his face indiscriminately, and finally felt that his face was not so hot, so he straightened his hair in front of himself in the mirror.

Then!I saw a red spot on my neck...

Han Chaoyang remembered what he said to Brother Mu Mu before: "Brother Mu Mu, why is there a red spot on your neck? Was it bitten by a mosquito?"

Thinking about last night, my brother licked and gnawed on this part of his neck, and he felt bad all of a sudden.

This is the what... the little strawberry?Unfortunately, he thought it was a mosquito bite!

And it's in such an obvious position!This made him how to face Brother Mu Mu for a while?

Can this be better...

He will definitely be made fun of by Brother Mu Mu!

Han Chaoyang couldn't help but grind his teeth secretly, his brother is so annoying!

After he finished washing, he went to the dining room to wait for dinner. There was only one wall between the dining room and the kitchen, so any movement in the kitchen could be heard clearly in the dining room.

It's just that Han Chaoyang could only smell the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen, but he couldn't hear any sound from the kitchen.

Han Chaoyang carefully sat on half of his buttocks. There was still pain somewhere behind him, but he didn't dare to sit on his whole buttocks, it would be too painful to die.

While looking at the e-book on his mobile phone, he pricked up his ears to listen to the movement in the kitchen, but his attention was not on the mobile phone screen at all. After watching for a while, Han Chaoyang endured a certain discomfort and began to think wildly.

He made an appointment with Brother Mu Mu last night, and met at the ticket office of Wutong Mountain at nine o'clock, but it is already 08:30, and my brother hasn't finished breakfast yet, and...and they still had dinner last night. I didn't have time to pack my things.

This...by the time they finish their meal, pack up their things, and then rush to Wutong Mountain, it will already be past ten o'clock, right?

Ahhh, what the hell is brother doing? Why hasn't the meal been cooked for so long?

How about... he goes to see?

Han Chaoyang gently put his mobile phone on the dining table, and then, like a thief, he tiptoed to the kitchen door step by step, and then cautiously poked his head out to peek into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Han Zhaoxu was staring at the casserole, as if the patterns on the casserole were very exquisite and attracted his attention.

It took Han Chaoyang a while to realize that his brother was distracted.

The casserole was placed on the burning gas, and it was steaming upwards at this time, and soon disappeared into the air. The water vapor engulfed Han Zhaoxu's eyebrows and eyes, making his handsome profile blurry.

Han Zhaoxu's eyes were fixed on the casserole, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something that troubled him. With his appearance, Han Chaoyang couldn't help smoothing his brows and asking him what he was thinking.

"Brother..." Han Chaoyang couldn't help interrupting his thoughts, "If you keep distracted like this, the porridge will almost dry up."

Can he say that he smells mush?

Han Zhaoxu came back to his senses, lifted the lid of the casserole to take a look, then quickly turned off the fire, and started serving porridge.

Han Chaoyang walked over to help him, and asked eagerly, "Brother, you, what were you thinking just now, wanting to be so fascinated?"

"...It's nothing." Han Zhaoxu put down the bowl in his hand, raised his hand and rubbed his head, and said, "I checked on the Internet, you can't eat greasy food today, so I prepared sandwiches and rice porridge for you. Are you hungry? Eat quickly."

Sandwiches...and porridge?

Han Chaoyang twitched the corners of his mouth, and sat down with Han Zhaoxu. He still only sat on half of his buttocks.

He glanced at Han Zhaoxu carefully, and found that he was wandering away after sitting down, so he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Normally, sandwiches are served with milk, they always eat like this, but this time they suddenly served it with porridge, It feels so strange.

Is there no milk at home?

Moreover, my brother's mood is obviously not right.

Han Chaoyang also fell down, biting the sandwich in his hand sullenly, feeling a little uncomfortable.

They are lovers, they are already so close, what can't be said to him?

This breakfast, the two were silent to each other for the first time.

After breakfast, Han Zhaoxu was cleaning the kitchen. Han Chaoyang stood at the door of the kitchen and watched his busy back with a sore nose.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged Han Zhaoxu's waist from behind. He pressed his cheek against his brother's back, feeling his brother's body temperature, and said in a slightly aggrieved voice, "Brother, what are you thinking? Why are you ignoring him?" Me? Your mood today is abnormal, you are not like this usually. "

Han Zhaoxu smiled. He washed his hands, turned around and hugged his restless little lover in his arms, and said softly, "I'm thinking, where are we going to get the marriage certificate, where are we going to hold the wedding ceremony, and where are we going to spend our honeymoon?"

What?

Han Chaoyang looked at him blankly and asked, "Is that what you're thinking about?"

"Yeah," Han Zhaoxu said naturally, "We've been together for so long, we should think about it, shouldn't we? Let everyone know that you're married to me."

Han Chaoyang blushed quickly, and he stammered, "Who, who is going to marry you! I'm not a woman! Besides, why didn't you marry?"

"Okay, I'll marry, then...Xiaoyang, will you marry me or not?"

Han Chaoyang's face turned red quickly. He buried his face in his brother's arms and whispered, "Well... I'll marry you."

After all, he is the one below, so if you want to marry, you should marry him. Besides, others can clearly see who is the attacker and who is the victim...

Ah, can you not say the word "marry", I feel so ashamed!

Han Zhaoxu smiled dotingly and said, "Okay."

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