After I was reborn, I became my sister-in-law

If it weren't for Zhao Xiangyan's reasons, Zhao Wei would not have returned to China so early. Taking this opportunity to stay abroad for a while and deal with a mountain of affairs, there is a relationship between deliberately staying away from Zhao Xiangyan, and there are also reasons why he must go.

After that night, Zhao Xiangyan pretended to be dead in a fit of anger, but he didn't expect that his brother would also be cold when he didn't take the initiative to call and send messages.

In fact, this is really what he wanted to misunderstand. Before Zhao Wei returned to China "willfully", the progress of many things was all delayed with excuses.Foreign countries are no better than domestic ones. If you have good connections, you can talk about everything. If it weren't for Zhao Wei's excellent means, the group would have another reason to impeach him, and even Qin Hao would be sweating.Although he knew that no matter what Zhao Yan did, he would never let things get out of control, but he still seldom did things that challenged the limit, who knows when the car will overturn.

After the routine report is over again, Qin Hao is used to adding a sentence about Ke Yan's situation, for example, he had a conflict with others at school today but didn't fight, or Ke Yan went to Su Shaoyun's place to stay overnight, or Ke Yan fell in love with him. Bought a new PUZZLE but have no money to buy it...

Zhao Xuan looked at the things at hand, heard that the movement stopped, raised his eyelids and looked at Qin Hao meaningfully.

Qin Hao saw that he couldn't hide it at all, and he didn't want to be in the middle, so he spread his hands and confessed in a very sensible way: "I make two points, he was the one who found me first, and... your little boyfriend is short of money. gone."

These words were a bit of a joke. Zhao Wei knew that Qin Hao was being used by Zhao Xiangyan invisibly, so he was not very happy. After all, Zhao Xiangyan did not regard himself as Ke Yan, and Qin Hao could not refuse because of his relationship, so he was caught in the middle. I can't tell the pain.

But it just so happened that Zhao Xiangyan didn't really want money, and it wasn't that Zhao Wei didn't want to give him money. One turned around to inquire about his brother's current situation but refused to speak directly, and the other thought he had considered all aspects, and wanted Zhao Xiangyan The students in school, the school has also said hello, and everything that should be in place has been arranged, but this has been missed.

But when he found Qin Hao, Zhao Wei felt that his younger brother's arrogant and awkward attributes were getting better and better, which was very interesting.He lowered his head and continued to focus on the document in his hand, hiding the smile on his lips, "Let him come to me by himself."

With these words, Qin Hao finally got himself out. How could he spend so much time as a sounding board all day long, playing couple games with these two people.

Early the next morning, Zhao Xiangyan probably struggled all night after receiving Qin Hao's reply, and took the initiative to send a message to his brother, and it had been a week since they separated.

The news was full of awkwardness, so I didn't say it directly: where did you put my previous PUZZLE?

He was talking about the few who were asked to go back by Zhao Yan.

Zhao Wei had just flown back from a neighboring city, and before he could sit still, he received a message. He unbuttoned his suit with one hand and typed two words: My home.

Zhao Xiangyan: Which family?

Zhao Wei: The one who slept with me.

Zhao Xiangyan's face instantly heated up, his fingers hung on the screen, staring at these words, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Wei looked at the line above "The other party is inputting..." which remained unchanged, smiled and threw his coat aside and went to take a shower.

The words became hotter and hotter. Zhao Xiangyan was already fully dressed and ready to go to class, so he blocked the door and did not move.He wanted to go back to Zhao Xuan and say that he couldn't say such things after an appointment, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with this, but Zhao Xuan definitely did it on purpose.

Zhao Xiangyan: Do you have a key? I'll get it on weekends.

Zhao Wei came out of the shower and his hair was still dripping, dripping water. When he saw this reply, he stood in place and typed for him: Password is your birthday, remember to apply for a bank card.

He is quite at ease about Zhao Xiangyan's spending money. First, he is not afraid of Zhao Xiangyan's spending. Second, although he has used everything well before, Zhao Xiangyan never spends money randomly, so he can't lose his brother. Zhao Xiangyan adapted to his life faster and better than he imagined.

Zhao Xiangyan got up early on weekends.

When he was sending messages to his brother, he didn't expect to come to Zhao Wei's private residence just like this, but he had this opportunity by accident, and he was so excited that he didn't sleep well for two nights.

Su Shaoyun's Zhao Wei's room is too monotonous, with no smell of life at all. If this is the place where Zhao Wei usually lives, will he be able to better understand what Zhao Wei is like in private?Especially in the absence of Zhao Wei.He didn't know where his anticipation came from. He only knew that the apartment in front of him was like a huge treasure. Last time he found that there was still a room with a closed door. He was in a hurry and the timing was wrong, so he didn't ask. Excited to try it now.

His behavior is a good example of a sentence: you are curious about whether a person likes you, and then start to wonder how much he likes you.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Xiangyan thought of something and sent a message to his brother: You also have a camera in your house, right?

Zhao Wei should be busy at eight or nine o'clock, and it took nearly an hour before he replied: no.

During this hour, Zhao Xiangyan sat in the living room and played with his mobile phone, for fear that his brother would see him wandering around like a burglary criminal if there was a camera.

But when he heard that there was no camera, Zhao Xiangyan threw away his phone and went straight to the bedroom, completely ignoring whether Zhao Wei was lying to him, as if since you let me come, you should know that I would definitely rummage around.

The bedroom is the same as last time, and the faint fragrance still comes from that perfume.Although there are not many things, whether it is the color or the soft decoration, you can see the shadow of his brother before, unlike the other home, which is cold.Perhaps because of Su Shaoyun's relationship, Zhao Wei didn't often spend the night there.

If he really threw this house to him, he wouldn't know where to start looking for something.Next to the bedroom is the cloakroom. Today he noticed that the cloakroom is quite large. The sensor light turns on when the door is opened, and the clothes on both sides are neatly hung. Most of his things belong to him.

His old clothes, favorite shoes, baseball caps, ski suits he bought on a whim, and even some things that he doesn’t remember where they came from, are all sorted and neatly arranged. There are far more things on his side than on his brother’s side. much.

Zhao Xiangyan choked up in his throat, without exception, Zhao Wei planned to put them here forever.He came to the study again and looked closely at the entire bookcase, four of which were his books. He didn't know how many books he had, but he knew that there must be no book left here.

Zhao Wei once said that he threw away all his things, this liar.

There were also piles of objects of different sizes on the shelf in the corner. When I got closer, I found some gift boxes, all of which were written: Received by Zhao Xiangyan, some in English and some in Chinese characters.

He randomly opened one of them, and it turned out that it was sent to him by friends at home and abroad.He suddenly felt tense. Many friends who had been with him for a short time did not know that he had passed away. Some of them promised to send him gifts, and some invited him to play again next year. Among them, several things came from the same person, which meant that Zhao Wei had received them. These, but never told them the news of his death.

His brother must be envious of those who thought he was still alive, even if their friendship is not deep.Fortunately, he personally checked and collected his gift to prevent Zhao Wei from passively accepting these endless pains for a lifetime.

In order to confirm more, he quickly went to the room that he failed to enter last time, and the door was unlocked.It opened with a slight twist, and what he saw was a scene he was so familiar with, it was exactly the same as his previous room.

The bed surface, the quilt, the color of the wallpaper, the style of the ceiling light, a whole embedded PUZZLE wall...

This place is clearly not the same home as before, but it makes him feel like home. He is still the same Zhao Xiangyan.The only thing left was a makeshift cardboard box in the corner.The cardboard box was still sealed, so Zhao Xiangyan cut it open, and it turned out to be those paintings he had seen abroad.

Seeing these paintings again, Zhao Xiangyan looked at them more carefully and seriously. He tried his best to recall the scenes in each painting, the way Zhao Wei looked at him at that time, the voice and tone of his speech, from which he realized the turbulent love hidden under the calm surface Feeling sweet, there was a trace of sweetness in his heart, like the candy that Zhao Wei fed him that night.

He suddenly felt that he and Zhao Wei missed a lot, for a long time, and for a moment he forgot whether this affection should be or not.

At that time, he didn't count how many there were in total, but he was so impressed that he would never forget it. Flipping through it, he found that the most explicit painting was missing. If it was said that he forgot it when cleaning the room, he didn't believe it, his brother How could he miss a painting if he could arrange his room exactly as before.

After hesitating for a while, he sent a message to Zhao Wei: I thought you threw away those paintings.

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhao Wei didn't reply, so he continued to send.

-Fortunately, I'm still your younger brother, I didn't even know you could draw.

- You're so busy, where's the time?

- Draw me another day.

-It seems that one pair is missing.

He sent one every few minutes, and when he finished sending the last one, he felt as if he had asked something that shouldn't be asked.

However, Zhao Wei still didn't reply, which is not surprising, and it also made Zhao Xiangyan gradually relax as time passed.But he still didn't know why the painting was gone, was there something else missing?Or is that one missing?

There are too many traces of him here. If an outsider sees these, they will think that Zhao Wei has lived with another person for a long time, and they will feel that their tastes and styles are different, but they are properly packed into this small place. His "home" made Zhao Xiangyan reluctant to leave.

He continued to search for his imprint, and just when he was about to forget about the message he just sent, the phone rang.

Zhao Xiangyan was fiddling with an astronomical telescope on the balcony, and picked up the phone and put it to his ear: "Hello."

There was a low hoarse gasp on the other side.

"Who is it?" Zhao Xiangyan picked up the phone to check the caller ID: Zhao Wei.

? ?

He put it back to his ear and tried to call: "Brother?"

Zhao Wei gave a low reply with heavy breathing, and then said nothing, but it was obviously him who made the call.If it wasn't for Zhao Xiangyan who didn't see the call and connected directly, he would probably have to be mentally prepared for a while.

"Have you been drinking?" If you guessed right.

"Yeah." Zhao Yan paused, "Where are you?"

"It's still at your house, did you... see the message I sent?" Zhao Xiangyan said he was embarrassed, but after all, he was half a world away, and his curiosity was greater than anything else, "Did you lose that painting when you moved? "

"Go to the bedroom."

"Bedroom? I just looked for it, but the painting is not in the bedroom..." Zhao Xiangyan went back to his brother's room, carefully thinking about what he hadn't seen.

"Go to bed."

"Ah?" Zhao Wei was a little strange, regardless of the tone or content of his words, but he still came to the bedside and lifted the quilt, knelt down and touched the places under the pillow.

"Still not—"

"The pants are off."

The sound of a metal buckle was heard on the opposite side, and Zhao Xiangyan finally lost his voice.He kept his kneeling posture, and the sound of birds chirping outside the window seemed to have disappeared. Otherwise, how could he have guessed what Zhao Wei was doing, or what he was going to do, just by listening to the voice on the other end of the phone.

Zhao Wei's tone seemed to be ordering him, and he was confident that he would not refuse.

Why do you think he won't refuse?Zhao Xiangyan turned over and sat on the head of the bed, restraining his thoughts from being affected by the other side.

"Have you taken it off?" Zhao Yan didn't urge him, but just asked.

"What are you doing?" After separating the two sides of the ocean, Zhao Xiangyan became bolder.

Zhao Huan was very patient, and his tone was slow and long. Zhao Xiangyan guessed that he probably closed his eyes, and a picture of Zhao Huan lazily leaning on the sofa appeared in his mind, and he said to him: "I told you to be ready to face someone who doesn't care about you all the time. fuck your brother, what do you think I'm doing?"

"You promise not to say such things..." Zhao Xiangyan bent his knees, deceiving himself to cover up the changes in his body. In fact, from the moment he heard Zhao Wei's voice, his heartbeat had been fast.

The stimulation Zhao Wei gave him was so strong that he was defenseless and threw away his helmet and armor.

"You're not looking for a painting, I want to do the work on the painting to you now, what should I do?"

On a bright and sunny day, Zhao Xiangyan seemed to be unable to see the light of the sky. He only felt that he was in a narrow airtight space, hot and dry, and bewitched by the voice close to his ear.He silently stretched his hands between his legs, but stubbornly tried to trick Zhao Yan.

He found out that even if Zhao Wei didn't abide by their agreement, they didn't say in advance what the price of breaking the contract would be...

"Why don't you speak?"

"I..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse, and he immediately shut up and even held his breath.Sure enough, the opposite party smiled lightly, as if seeing his shyness defeated by desire, and then said in a tone of almost despair: "Why are you so cute..."

"Lie on the bed, okay?"

"I do not."

Zhao Xiangyan felt that he had already lost a round, and no matter what, he couldn't lose consecutively.

"obedient."

Zhao Wei is like a devil, he subconsciously wants to follow any orders given to him, and it is true that the reborn body is not so difficult to control.But why is this heat and longing so real? By the time he realized it, he was already lying on his side on the bed panting and masturbating.

The voice on the other end of the phone fluctuated from time to time, and Zhao Wei didn't hide his every sigh. You don't need to guess and you know that Zhao Wei is doing the same thing as him, and you clearly agreed to calm down with each other, so why did it develop like this.But he couldn't help it, the distance was getting farther, and the agreement became blurred, or this kind of agreement was forcibly added to himself, and he felt that Zhao Wei knew this well, so he dared to be so unscrupulous.

Zhao Wei read his mind correctly and said welcome home, how could he go back like this.

"Xiangyan... spread your legs... I want to go in..."

Just saying that, the skin on Zhao Xiangyan's inner thigh began to heat up, as if someone forcibly opened his leg and entered his body again.

The cool bed surface rubbed against his penis one after another, and the liquid seeping from the front wetted a small piece of fabric. If Zhao Yan could see how his waist was twisting at this moment, he probably wouldn't give him any chance to say no.

Zhao Huan's voice seemed to touch every part of his body, the phone slipped from his hand, he grabbed the pillow and covered his face, the unbearable moaning could not be stopped anymore, constantly stimulating Zhao Huan's nerves on the phone side.

The movements in his hands gradually accelerated, and Zhao Xiangyan couldn't restrain himself from imagining the strength and warmth of being hugged and kissed by Zhao Wei. He felt that every time he was teased by Zhao Wei, he would become less like him. How could he long to be kissed by his brother? hug?He was almost at the limit, and after dozens of quick masturbations, he finally bit the pillow and ejaculated on the bed.

Zhao Xiangyan closed his eyes, the hair tail was sweating on his temples, maybe because he was unconscious, the longing in his heart accidentally overflowed from his mouth, he murmured in a low voice with disordered breathing: "Brother... come back."