My brother became a love brain

"What do you mean?"

"It's just a ceremony." Song Dongyang's expression was extraordinarily sincere, and the sincerity was perfect. "You choose the bracelet, the ceremony is over, and you have become the new island owner."

"I don't believe it will be so easy." I put the tea cup on the dining table, feeling a little tired, "Now that the ceremony is over, you should tell me part of the truth."

Song Dongyang stared at me, smiling while watching, I wanted to ask him what he was laughing at, but the scene in front of me became blurred, and I only had time to ask the unfinished question: "Are you..."

"Yes." He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and kissed my earlobe intimately.

I fell into endless darkness, but my body seemed to be floating on the sea, ups and downs, uncontrollable...

The sun warmed my body, but I didn't really want to open my eyes. The touch in my arms and the comfortable organs reminded me of what happened last night.

But I only persisted for more than ten seconds——Song Dongyang's kiss fell on my cheek, and he said, "Are you awake?"

I didn't open my eyes, just asked him, "How did you find out?"

"Your breathing has changed."

"Oh."

"Such a cold attitude?" His hands touched my body restlessly.

"Song Dongyang," I still closed my eyes tightly, "I feel so sick that I want to vomit."

He put his stubble on my cheek affectionately, and said softly: "Then spit."

I opened my eyes, pushed him away from my arms, and walked towards the bathroom with my slippers on. I turned my back to him and said, "Don't make me bore you more."

Sure enough, he didn't keep up. I went into the bathroom, turned on the switch of the shower, and began to wash my body. This process is not complicated, after all, I was in the upper position during yesterday's process.

The water flow in the shower was strong enough to make me cry silently for a while, and I didn't know why I was crying, maybe it was because I was sad, and I couldn't see the reason for this sadness, and I didn't want to understand.

After 10 minutes, I opened the door of the bathroom with a towel around me, and Song Dongyang was lying on my bed, sucking a lollipop.

I didn't look at him, I started looking for my clothes, and found that the closet was empty, but this house was clearly the same as my bedroom.

"This is my room," Song Dongyang paused, and continued, "Our room is no different."

His words precisely stepped on my explosive spot, I turned my head and sneered: "Song Dongyang, you are really sick."

Song Dongyang didn't seem to think that he was sick. He leaned on the head of the bed, with two long and straight breasts folded together, and said, "You obviously like me."

I was too lazy to quarrel with him, so I turned my head and walked towards the door. The door was a familiar electronic lock. I poked it with my fingertips, and it opened.

"Where are you going?" he asked lazily.

I pretended not to hear what he said, and went straight out the door. Outside the door was a familiar corridor, but I couldn't tell the direction, so I could only choose a direction at random, trying to find my own room.

I didn't meet anyone along the way, and the corridor was quiet. I was not as reckless as when I first came to this island, and I didn't want to encounter any images that needed to be automatically mosaiced in my mind.

The corridor is not straight, but there are many bends and forks. I walked forward by instinct, and when I encountered a dead end, I retreated and chose another road. After walking for a long time, I finally reached my door.

I stretched out my hand and touched it with my fingertips, only to hear a "beep", and the door opened.The light inside the door was soft, I breathed a sigh of relief, half a foot stepped into the door, but instinctively felt something was wrong.

What permeated the air was not the faint aroma I was used to smelling, but a viscous, musky smell.

I didn't close the door, and walked a few steps forward quietly, and then I saw that in my bedroom, there were countless naked bodies overlapping each other, their secret places were closely connected, and there was an illusory smile on their faces , It looks like the scene at the end of the filming of the heavy taste.

I rushed into the bathroom, knelt down on one leg and leaned on the toilet and started to vomit until nothing but acid water remained.I stretched out my hand and flushed down the toilet, but there was an extra hand in front of me, and I pressed the switch.

I am not unfamiliar with that hand at all, I retracted my gaze, staggered and stood up straight, and met the person who came.

His expression was very calm, with a glass of warm water in his hand, he said, "Do you want to rinse your mouth?"

I reached out to take the water glass, rinsed my mouth, and spat it out, but still didn't want to talk.

The picture in the bedroom is not difficult to guess. They prepared a group feast for me before, and Song Dongyang moved me to his bedroom. The one who had sex became the two of us.

But this doesn't prevent me from wanting to see him. I'm not a saint. What Song Dongyang did to me is a crime.There hasn't been a fight yet, it's just that I'm so worried that I'll stay here for a long time, and I still want to escape smoothly after everything is over.

"Would you like to visit your island?" His voice was unbelievably gentle.

I raised my hand, rubbed my neck, and asked him, "Isn't it your territory?"

He didn't deny it, just said: "I like you very much."

"If possible, can you give me a clean place and let me stay alone for a while?"

His hand touched the back of my hand, and he withdrew his hand before I couldn't help but shrink back, saying: "The next door is clean, you go there to rest for a while?"

I passed him by, then stopped and asked, "Is there a camera inside?"

"……No."

The door next door is also an electronic lock. I unlocked the door and entered. The first thing I did was to turn on the shower head in the bathroom and wash the skin we just touched three times. The feeling like the touch of a poisonous snake is still like a shadow.

I turned off the spray and dried my arms, but when I opened the bathroom door, I saw the face I didn't want to see again.

Song Dongyang is wearing a white cotton T, black shorts, and there are many ambiguous marks in the naked//exposed places.

My anger suddenly came to my head, but I still didn't want to quarrel with him, I just turned a blind eye and wanted to go around him to the bedroom.

He reached out and grabbed my shoulder.

"Let go." This sentence even brought a trembling sound.

"Chi Rui, are you hungry?"

"I said, let go." My arms were shaking.

"Today, I asked someone to make a delicious Chaoshan hotpot..."

"Enough." I said softly.

"what?"

"Enough is enough." I broke free from his hand and took a deep breath, "You know, I don't want to see you now."

Song Dongyang's expression showed a trace of tolerance, and he said, "Okay, I understand."

He faced me, stepped back step by step, and finally even closed the door properly.

I stared at the door for a while, and didn't bother to wash my arms anymore. I fell straight on the bed, covered my face with the quilt, and gave myself a short breath.

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