My brother became a love brain

"You asked me to finish the paper." My brain is messed up and I am prone to act impulsively. I have to find a buffer zone.

"Half of it is left." He looked down at my rolled noodles, "Okay, I'll wait for you."

I pinched my thigh, forced myself to gather my mind, and refocused on the paper, but I blamed the paper for being too simple. In less than half an hour, I finished the last question. I flipped through it again and again, and it was gone.

A slender hand easily took away the pen in my hand, and a warmth gathered on the back of my hand. With a low voice and a slight smile, he said: "Chi Rui, I'm not afraid, you are afraid." What."

I couldn't tell the secret uneasiness and anxiety in my heart, as if mixing with Song Dongyang, I would fall into a deeper trap.

He seemed to have sensed the struggle in my heart, and suddenly let go of me. The slippers slid across the floor and made a slight sound. The next moment, I heard the clothes fall off and fall on the floor. I turned my head and found Song Dongyang with his back facing me. He has red marks all over his back from last night.

He turned off the overhead light in the bedroom, got into my bed, and buried himself under the covers.

What else can I hesitate about?

Aren't we already together?

I stood up straight, folded the paper and put it in my schoolbag, and turned off the lamp on the desk.

The room instantly became dark, I couldn't see anything, I just walked in the direction of the bed based on my memory.

"Chi Rui." That was Song Dongyang's voice, he only called out this one, like a reminder, but also like a confirmation.

I bent down and got on the bed, my palm touched my hot and soft body, Song Dongyang got out from under the quilt.

……

I suspect that he has the special function of night vision, otherwise how could he kiss my lips precisely. I closed my lips tightly at first, but later I felt that being so pretentious was meaningless and I had already slept through it.

We kiss passionately, touching the tip of our tongues and exchanging body fluids, just like a couple.

The movements of my hands kept going, Song Dongyang looked cold and hard, but there was no part of his body that was not soft, and it was very comfortable to touch. My hand went down, but the tentacles were all slippery.

He said with a smile between kisses: "I'm full of oil."

I really want to scold people.

But I have almost never scolded people. Firstly, my vocabulary is not rich, and secondly, I think it should not be done.

His tongue licked my Adam's apple, coaxing me softly: "Are you trying to scold me?"

……

"Enough." I interrupted him with a low growl, "Song Dongyang, don't use me to satisfy your cravings."

He smiled softly, but wrapped his body even tighter, and said, "It will be more comfortable to scold, whether it is for you or me."

I really didn't want him to talk anymore, I lowered my head and bumped into his lips, blocking all the words he wanted to say.

……

He gripped the sheets too tightly, and I had to remind him: "Take it lightly, my sheets are just made, and they are quite expensive."

He let out a long sigh and said, "Chi Rui, you're really good."

I also realized that it was not good for me, so I tossed and tossed for another half an hour, and the liquid came out in a hurry, so I withdrew and lay on the bed.

Song Dongyang leaned on the bed, took out a piece of paper to wipe between his legs, and asked me in a hoarse voice, "Is it comfortable?"

I gave a pertinent answer: "It's okay."

In fact, it's not very good. I can do whatever I want the first time, but this time, considering Song Dongyang's physical problems and my own sleep problems, I can only make do with it once.

Song Dongyang threw the toilet paper balls into the trash can, and came to touch me again.

I closed my eyes, suppressed my emotions and said, "Stop making trouble."

He licked my thigh and said, "I'll help you."

I squeezed the nipple on the back of his neck, like holding a disobedient big cat, and said, "Stop making trouble, there is still class tomorrow."

He sighed and might have said something more, but I was so sleepy that I just tilted my head and fell asleep.

I fell into a deep sleep, and I was doing the papers in my dream, but every set of the papers was easy, and I became more and more irritable when I did it, and then I woke up all of a sudden.

When I woke up, the mattress was still messy, and there was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom—Song Dongyang should be taking a bath in it.

Apart from being a little sleepy, I was still in good spirits, so I got out of bed and began to change the sheets and fold the quilt. After finishing these, I knocked on the door of the bathroom with my slippers on.

Song Dongyang opened the door, with foam on his head, and asked me, "Are you awake?"

"Well, it's running out of time, let's wash together."

I think there is nothing wrong with my words. Song Dongyang blushed for some reason.

We huddled together under the nozzle, and he used a bath ball to make foam to help me wipe my body. I generously asked him to help with the scrub.

I had to pat his butt and warn him: "Enough, I'll be late for a while."

He looked up and smiled, the water rolled down his cheeks and fell to his chest, and said, "I'll drive you to school."

I puffed my face, calculated the time, and didn't care about it with him.

After we took a shower, we ate a bag of milk and half a bread alone, carried our schoolbags and went downstairs. Song Dongyang drove steadily all the way. I lay on the back seat and even fell asleep for 10 minutes.

When he stopped the car, I woke up feeling better.

We got out of the car together, and when we were near the gate, Song Dongyang asked me, "Do you want Ma Feifei to leave Linshui No. [-] Middle School, or do you want her competition results to be voided?"

I asked him back, "Can't I choose both?"

He rubbed the back of my head and said, "No, I can only choose one."

I said, "Then I don't really want to choose."

I added another sentence: "It feels very bad, like I slept with you and you stood up for me. This is no different from prostitution."

"Then Song Dongyang, when I don't sleep with you, when you sleep with Ma Feifei, you have always been like this, easily deciding my life or death."