Fall in love on the scumbag variety show

Shen Sihou put his arm around Wang Ye's waist and put it in his arms, his dark pupils stared at Wang Ye's stunned look, and said in a deep voice: "Did I say that if you mention my brother again, I will angry."

Wang Ye's eyes widened, the pain from his ribs clearly reminded him that Shen Sihou's arms were hugging him.

angry?In Wang Ye's impression, Shen Sihou never seemed to be angry.

Oh, that time because fans ran to the set to make trouble, he found out that Shen Sihou liked his brother's secret that day, the hostility in Shen Sihou's eyes almost swallowed him, Wang Ye's Adam's apple rolled, "What do you want? ?”

Because of Wang Ye's injury, Shen Sihou's arm didn't use force but Wang Ye couldn't retreat. Shen Sihou's voice was very soft, and echoed clearly in the closed bathroom, "Kiss me."

Surprised, Wang Ye shook his head and refused. He pushed Shen Sihou's shoulder with one hand, what is this?

Shen Sihou reminded him, "You owe me."

Wang Ye pursed his lips hesitantly, raised his head and cautiously moved towards Shen Sihou. Wang Ye suddenly had the illusion that he was the male mistress. Shen Sihou clearly had someone he liked in his heart, but he couldn't get along with him. Chu was ambiguous, and neither of them explained what it was now.

Thinking of this, he leaned back to keep a distance from Shen Sihou, "No, no..."

Wang Ye shook his head, "No, no, I mean you can do it, you can do it there! I won't mention your brother!"

Wang Ye has been in the society for so long, and he still knows how to play the rudder when he sees the wind, and he can't wait to suffer.

Shen Sihou's eyes darkened, dare to say?

Shen Sihou clasped Wang Ye's waist and leaned down to kiss Wang Ye's chattering lips. The faint smell of mint penetrated his nostrils. When his lips met, Shen Sihou kissed Wang Ye's lips lightly. Rubbing Wang Ye's waist, he felt his body tremble violently.

"..." Shen Sihou let out a low laugh, put his bandaged palm on the back of Wang Ye's neck, stroked his earlobe with his fingertips, "uh..." Wang Ye whispered, Shen Sihou hooked his tongue , close his upper lip and suck lightly, then slowly let go of his tongue, wait for him to retract completely shyly, and then pry open his teeth to catch up.

"Woo... um..." Wang Ye hummed falteringly.

He was about to get drunk in this kiss. Shen Sihou's kiss was as light as cotton candy. When his lips touched it, it made people feel itchy. When he opened his lips and bit them slowly, the sweet and greasy saccharine melted on the tip of his tongue. The brain was stimulated and unable to think, the chest heaved violently with a dull pain, and the breathing was difficult.

Shen Sihou bit Wang Ye's lower lip, and slowly let go of his lips, "Ha..." Wang Ye pressed his forehead against Shen Sihou's chin, panting heavily, his legs were weak, and the weight of his body was exerted on him. On Shen Sihou's shoulder, Wang Ye's eyes were hot, and he murmured, "Why are you so good at kissing..."

Shen Sihou let go of his palm against his neckline, and the smile in his eyes was about to overflow, "I'll help you get a piece of clean clothes."

Wang Ye sat by the bathtub with a red face, staring at Shen Sihou as he walked out of the bathroom, his brain slowly regained consciousness after a short period of hypoxia.

Damn, I'm ashamed and thrown home!

After Wang Ye took a shower, the two had dinner at the dining table. Shen Sihou and Wang Ye talked about their future plans. Hearing Wang Ye's biggest wish was to make a movie, Shen Sihou thought his acting skills were indeed remarkable. Point, if relying on variety shows will only consume his remaining fan enthusiasm.

Shen Sihou took a sip of his red wine, and it was time for the company to invest in movies.

Wang Ye held down Shen Sihou's wine glass, "Don't drink it."

Shen Sihou asked back: "What's wrong?"

Wang Ye narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously: "What's the matter? What's the matter, don't you know what's going on? What were we doing when you drank too much last time?"

Shen Sihou said frivolously: "Isn't it convenient for you to try if I can be interested in people other than my brother?"

Wang Ye opened his mouth, and for a long time he did not mention the matter of brother Shen Sihou.

Shen Sihou looked at him with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't drink too much."

The wound on the palm is healing, and I will be tortured to sleep at night, and drinking some wine will relieve a lot.

After dinner, Wang Ye asked, "You haven't told me where the guest room is yet?"

Shen Sihou really wanted to say that my bed is big enough for the two of us to sleep in, but this is too frivolous, not like himself, more like what Shen Sibo would say, "My room is the second on the left."

"Okay." Wang Ye said goodnight to him, and went back to the guest room to rest.

Shen Sihou glanced at the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, he went back to the bathroom and took a shower, and when he was lying on the bed and getting ready to rest, the itchiness from his palms began to spread little by little, until it reached his chest and he became irritable, Shen Sihou pressed his arm to control himself not to touch the wound.

I tossed and tossed in a daze until I didn't sleep well all night.

In the early morning, Shen Sihou stood at the dining table grinding coffee, and there were footsteps behind him. Shen Sihou was all too familiar, and said lightly, "When did you come back?"

Obviously having reminded the secretary-general not to let him come back, Shen Sihou turned around and stared at the face that was exactly the same as his own as if looking in a mirror.

Shen Sibo opened the seat, rubbed between his eyebrows, "Three o'clock."

Shen Sihou boiled a glass of milk and handed it to him.

Shen Sibo frowned, "Are you serious?"

Shen Sihou nodded, and took a sip of coffee, "Your condition doesn't look very good, if you don't want Daddy to worry, then drink it honestly."

Shen Sibo caught a glimpse of the newly changed gauze on Shen Sihou's palm, and snorted coldly, "How is your hand, do you need me to provide you with skin grafting?"

Shen Sihou said lightly: "It's not that serious, I hope we can all recover to the best condition before Daddy's wedding anniversary."

Shen Sibo took a bite of the salad prepared by Shen Sihou.

Shen Sihou asked: "Have you prepared the gift for Daddy's wedding anniversary?"

Shen Sibo took a sip of the milk, disgusted by the taste, and said seriously: "How about I make them a baby as a gift?"

Shen Sihou raised his eyebrows, "What did you say?"

Shen Sibo said indifferently: "A child, I don't mind whether it's our seed or his, but if the child wants to see him, he won't disappear, right?"

He was referring to their elder brother, of course, Shen Sihou felt that Shen Sibo was really getting more and more crazy, and began to use all means and even thought of using the child.

Shen Sihou resisted the urge to splash coffee on Shen Sibo's face, "Dad finally waited until we were 18 and kicked us out, and now you want to use your child to harass the two-person world between him and Daddy, if you don't want Dad to mess with you die, you go."

Shen Sihou's wish since childhood was to dissect Shen Sibo's brain to find out whether he had more nerves than normal people, or one less.

Wang Ye walked out of the guest room, wearing Shen Sihou's pajamas on his shoulders, revealing the fixed chest strap, and walked to the restaurant barefoot, holding the mobile phone in his hand and yelling: "Shen Sihou, what have you reposted!"

Shen Sihou and Shen Sibo looked at him at the same time.

Wang Ye felt that he must have not woken up, rubbed his eyes, Shen Sihou's "ghost image" still did not disappear, turned and walked back to the guest room.

Shen Sibo was puzzled, "He..."

Wang Ye graciously walked halfway to the distance, and immediately leaned against the wall and poked his head. Shen Sihou and Shen Sibo's vigilance was top-notch, and if someone was peeping, they would naturally look over at the same time. Wang Ye collapsed, or the two Shen Sibo Si Hou sat there.

Damn, he ran back to the bedroom in a hurry, Shen Sibo is back? !

Normally, Wang Ye would have rushed up to smash Shen Sibo to take revenge, but now that he is still disabled, he must not go up to give the head away, so he has to think of a strategy.

The author has something to say: let’s post it first, I’m really sleepy, I’ll continue to supply more when I wake up