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The boy frowned, "Just now? It's almost 10pm now."

His eyes turned red, and he looked at him with heartache: "Third brother, can you set the alarm for three meals a day, eat on time, and go to bed on time."

When Chu Changkong saw that his brother was about to cry, a trace of panic flashed in his cold eyes.

He coaxed without hesitation, "Okay. Okay. I'll set the alarm."

Then, he patiently explained, "Don't worry, I'm just a little busy recently. I have to go to Country F to attend an exchange meeting in two days, and I have some information and data to sort out."

When the boy saw the core topic, his voice choked up instantly: "Third brother, no matter what happens, it's not as important as your health."

"You just went to an exchange meeting, but you lost so much weight."

His caring brother's words were like a warm current flowing through his heart and warming his tired body.

A faint smile appeared on his cold face: "Yubao, I'm fine. I'll be back to normal in a few days."

The young man curled his lips and said in disbelief: "Third brother, I want to go to Country F with you, watch over you, and make sure you eat and sleep on time."

Chu Changkong was obviously stunned when he heard this. His brother, who had always been a lazy guy, actually wanted to take care of him.

There was no expression on his cold face, but his heart was filled with turbulent waves. He was a little flattered.

I didn't expect that my younger brother cared about me so much.

Sure enough, Yubao is the most caring little cotton-padded jacket and the cutest person in the family.

Chu Changkong pursed his lips, and a hint of tenderness flashed across his cold eyes: "Yubao, it's very tiring to fly back and forth on international flights."

The boy puffed up his slightly red face and said in a dissatisfied tone: "I want to go, but Third Brother doesn't want to take me, so I'm angry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy pouted his little mouth and turned his face away like a child, not looking at the person in the camera.

Chu Changkong's eyes were gentle. He knew that his younger brother had been spoiled by the Fu family since he was a child, and almost all of their requests were granted.

A genius like my younger brother should have been internationally famous long ago, but he is not famous just because of his insignificant personality.

The Fu family indulged their younger brother to the point of letting him lie down at home.

This shows how much they dote on and pamper him.

He didn't want to lose to the Fu family, so he compromised and coaxed: "Okay, don't be angry, come if you want."

"But can you come out of the special training camp?"

The boy raised his chin proudly: "Of course I can get out of here, my aunt loves me very much. I can do whatever I want."

What he meant was that if you want to be better than the Fu family, you must do whatever he wants.

Chu Changkong raised a slight arc at the corner of his mouth: "Okay, Yubao, not only is your aunt pampering you, but your parents and brothers are also pampering you."

"Yeah, Third Brother, you should go to bed. You have dark circles under your eyes."

"Don't hang up the phone. Go and get busy again. If you lie to me, I will ignore you if I find out."

Chu Changkong coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment of having his thoughts exposed, and promised seriously: "Okay, don't worry, I won't."

"Okay, good night, Third Brother."

"Well, good night, Yubao."

As soon as the phone call was hung up, Fu Lingye hugged the person in his arms with jealousy.

He said in a low voice: "Baby, I'm jealous. You are very patient with them, but you have no patience with me. You either beat me or scold me."

Chu Shiyu raised her eyebrows slightly and asked jokingly, "Why don't you say I love you?"

Fu Lingye's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. He had never expected that he would say such a sudden sentence.

He continued to tease: "Beating is love and scolding is love, do you understand?"

Fu Lingye accepted this with joy: "Then baby, continue to hit me and scold me. I want you to love me forever."

"How stupid! Well, it's time for us to go to bed. I'm so sleepy that I can hardly keep my eyes open."

Fu Lingye's eyes were filled with anticipation: "Okay, I'll give you a massage."

................Dividing line.

Two days later.

At the airport from Kyoto to Country F.

In order to make his brother feel comfortable while flying, Chu Changkong naturally booked a luxury box for him.

He no longer flew first class, but stayed in a box with his brother, staying by his side.

As a bodyguard, Fu Lingye followed him dutifully and went into the plane compartment together.

Chu Changkong sat on the sofa with the documents in his hand, and looked doubtfully at the guard sitting next to him with a black mask and a serious expression.

"Why are you alone this time?"

Fu Lingye said calmly: "Oh, I'm awesome. I can defeat ten of them by myself."

Chu Changkong: “….” Forget it. After all, he came here with my brother, so he must be a powerful person.

"Yubao, the food on this plane is quite delicious. Would you like to try some?"

"I'm not hungry. Third brother, have you had breakfast?"

"Ate."

"You look a little tired, like you didn't get enough rest. Go to bed and get some sleep."

"Ok."

Chu Changkong obediently put down the documents in his hand, took off his thin white coat, changed into pajamas, and climbed into bed to sleep.

Before falling asleep, he did not forget to instruct the guard beside him: "Take good care of my brother."

Fu Lingye played the role of a guard seriously: "Okay."

This box has two single soft beds and a round table next to two single sofas.

There is also a cubicle next to it that is used for office work. Overall, it is quite spacious and has everything you need.

Seeing that he was so obedient, Chu Shiyu no longer focused his attention on him.

The young man walked up to Fu Lingye, raised his delicate face, and looked at the unsatisfied guy with smiling eyes.

She stretched out her slender white index finger and hooked the fingers hanging by his side: "Let's go to the cubicle."

Fu Lingye's dark eyes brightened instantly, and then he turned his head to look at the person who fell asleep on the bed.

"Your brother is asleep."

"Ok, I know."

"Look what I got?"

The boy's eye twitched when he saw him take out a box of celebrity cigarettes from his pocket.

"Where did you get it?"

He looked innocent: "The flight attendant stuffed it into my hand."

The boy gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you accept anything?"

He continued with an innocent look: "And this."

The boy's eyes swept over the bottle of French essential oil in his hand, and the veins on his forehead jumped: "What do you want to do?"

Fu Lingye lowered his long eyelashes, covering the tiny light in his eyes. His voice was very soft and cautious: "I want to try it, can I?"

If the boy hadn't had excellent hearing, he would have almost thought he was hallucinating.

After the boy realized what was happening, his eyes flashed with cunning, and he said briskly, "Sure."

"You want to give it a try, right? Don't regret it." This is a great opportunity for counterattack.

Fu Lingye's lips curled up slightly: "I will never regret it."

The boy said in a light tone, provocatively: "Come on, let's go to the cubicle."

Fu Lingye was pulled away by the boy and suddenly felt his adrenaline surge.

He suddenly felt a sense of nervous excitement as if he was having an affair under someone else's nose.

As soon as the door of the cubicle was closed, Fu Lingye quickly took off his mask and urgently pressed the boy's hands on the door frame.

He kissed the boy's lips passionately, wantonly and madly.