I seduce my rival by becoming beautiful

The huge room fell silent.

The three stared wide-eyed.

"What are you doing?" There were lipstick marks around Jin Xingmao's mouth, Jin Yufan tightened his brows, didn't he mean going to the bathroom, what were he doing?apply lipstick?

Jin Xingmao pretended to be guilty and hid the tissue behind his back, his eyes wandering: "Then what, second brother, don't get me wrong, I painted it during the live broadcast."

I believed everything I said.

Jin Yufan dragged him back to the bathroom with a bit of disgust: "Hurry up and wipe it off, look at your face."

"Isn't it impossible to wipe clean? I was thinking of going to my mother for some makeup remover."

"You can't wipe off your mouth, but you can always clean your chin and face. Mom has makeup remover for lips. You can wipe your face and get some from her."

Jin Yufan pulled the wipes to help him, a bit too vigorously.

Zhuang Qi clenched the corners of his mouth, silently wrapped around Jin Xingmao's waist and took a wet towel to him: "Second brother, let me wipe it for him."

Before anyone could say "yes", he had already started his hands, his movements were much gentler than Jin Yufan's.

Jin Yufan and Jin Xingmao who were squeezed to the side were stunned, they looked at each other, Jin Yufan asked his younger brother what was going on with his eyes, Jin Xingmao was really guilty this time.

What should I say, say your dear brother just finished a wet french kiss with someone?Or is it the kind that is in full swing and can't be separated from it?

Then he can go directly to his parents to plead guilty.

Although it was Zhuang Qi who took the initiative, he was the one who didn't explicitly reject and directly pushed the person away under the premise that he knew that the other party was interested in him. In this way, he was an accomplice, and the crime was even greater.

Not long after Zhuang Qi returned home, Jin Xingmao knew that Jin Yufan would come to him.

Sure enough, Jin Yufan opened the door without knocking this time.

After entering the door, he didn't speak for a while, and sat quietly on the edge of the sofa, with Erlang's legs hanging around his arms, as if he was interrogating the "prisoner".

The "prisoner" Jin Xingmao was trembling, clutching his fingers and trying to figure out how to explain it.

After waiting for a long time for Jin Xingmao to speak, Jin Yufan sighed softly: "Since you don't speak, I'll take it as your acquiescing to your relationship with Zhuang Qi."

Jin Xingmao suddenly panicked: "Second brother, you think too much, what does Zhuang Qi and I have to do with each other, isn't it just a brotherly relationship? Although men are a little closer like this, you can't extend the relationship just because of this little intimacy. There's something between us, right?"

Jin Yufan sat upright, looked at him with a smile, and wrote "I don't know about your little trick" all over his face.

"Second brother, you look at me like this, and you panic." Jin Xingmao couldn't resist his gaze, and was the first to lose.

"Oh, this makes you panic. Don't you say that you and Zhuang Qi have nothing, why do you panic when I look at my dear brother?"

You look at the eyes of the little bastard, anyone who touches it will feel penetrating...

Jin Xingmao complained silently in his heart, but remained calm on the surface: "Second brother, you really think too much. You don't know my personality yet. Do you think I've ever lied to you about my love affair? No."

"If I had to talk about it, I would have told you a long time ago. As for being interrogated face to face by you like a prisoner?"

"If one day I really have a talk with Zhuang Qi, I'll open it up to you the first time, and hide me. Isn't it embarrassing myself? It's boring."

These words, coupled with a sincere and honest expression, make people believe it or not because of that handsome, innocent and somewhat cute face.

It can be regarded as having got the answer, Jin Yufan understood it, stopped asking any more questions, stood up slowly with his legs propped up, and said with a casual smile: "Zhuang Qi's temper is a bit cold, but he is actually quite a nice person, someday you two will be together, Our mother is happier than anyone else, and so am I."

"Although I didn't like that kid very much before, his brother is much better than him. Our mother thought that you and Zhuang Yan would have something, but it turned out to be nothing."

"It's not that I said, you, it's time to talk about this age, you look back at those you talked about before, all of them are unreliable, I can understand it purely for novelty, after all, I was young at that time, and it's different now. People's state of mind will be different after thirty, don't think that you are still a few years away, I tell you, a few years will pass in a flash."

"..."

"Brother..." Jin Xingmao listened silently with the corners of his mouth pursed.

Jin Yufan raised his chin, waiting for his words.

"I never thought that one day, I would also face marriage urging... To be precise, I would be urging to find a partner..."

Jin Yufan thought he was going to say something, and his expression was still so weird, so he held back his feelings for such an indifferent sentence.

"It's time to urge you. If you don't urge you, I'll panic like Mom. It's okay, you go to bed early, I have to get up early tomorrow for a business trip."

During the short conversation, a dozen messages and a few missed calls came in on the silent phone, all of which were from the same person.

The familiar name has never been so eye-catching. Jin Xingmao stared at the screen, brushed the two words on the chat interface with his fingertips, and let out a soft breath.

Before the breath was over, the phone came in again.

Jin Xingmao hesitated for a few seconds and pressed answer.

"Brother...I'm sorry." The man on the other end of the phone had a low voice, breathing very lightly, and he could hear the other party's cautiousness and embarrassment through the receiver.

In fact, there is nothing to be sorry for at all. It started with Zhuang Qi, so is he not responsible?

I could have pushed it away, but I didn't choose to push it away, but indulged in it.

Jin Xingmao leaned against the edge of the bed, picking the nails of his index finger with his thumb.

"You're not wrong, it's my fault. Zhuang Qi, I feel..." It feels like I'm treating you...

Realizing that the words were about to blurt, Jin Xingmao covered his mouth.

Zhuang Qi heard it but refused to let go: "What do you feel?"

"It's nothing, go to bed early, I'll go to bed first."

"Okay, by the way, brother, your birthday is coming, do you have any plans?"

Ah, it's going to be another birthday so soon, and there are still a few days left in the calculation.

"I'm in the middle of the third year, and my birthday is not too much. Why do you want to celebrate my birthday?"

"If you think it's okay."

Do you really have this plan... Jin Xingmao understands Zhuang Qi, he always does what he says.

"That's not necessary. It's New Year's Day anyway. You, your uncles, aunts, and Ayan can just come over directly. We can have a dinner together. There's no need to make it so troublesome."

Birthdays are celebrated every year, and there will be no shortage. There is no point in celebrating birthdays every year.

Zhuang Qi said yes, and waited for Jin Xingmao to hang up the phone before slowly putting down the phone, rubbing his fingernails on the phone case thinking about his birthday.

Yan Ke's news came at just the right time. This person stayed up most of the night. Recently, he stared at a young [-]th-line actor. He shouted every day that he had found true love. As soon as he left, he launched a fierce offensive against him. .

This did not hit a wall and came to him again to talk about the pain of lovesickness and the pain of being rejected.

Zhuang Qi naturally avoided his topic, managed to control the discourse, and led the topic to birthday presents.

After a few minutes, the phone finally started to move.

Yan Ke exploded immediately, and asked him who he gave him as a birthday present, Zhuang Qi didn't feel that there was anything difficult to say, and replied directly that he was Jin Xingmao.

"Why don't you dress up and send yourself off?"

"What do you mean?"

Yan Ke didn't know what to think of, and let out a meaningful low smile: "You like him, take this opportunity to confess your love, and dress yourself up as a gift for him."

"Ah, don't dress too formally, you have to dress something special."

special?What special law?

In the blink of an eye, it was a new year, and New Year's Day happened to be Jin Xingmao's birthday. Jin Xingmao didn't want to be troublesome, so he invited his relatives, people from the dealer, and friends.

Because Jiming hadn't arrived yet for the show, he sent a voice message to Jin Xingmao at almost seven o'clock. Jin Xingmao put the baked biscuits on the coffee table, took out his phone and clicked on it. He forgot to turn down the volume and played In an instant, the eldest brother and Zhuang Yan took a look at him.

Jin Xingmao smiled faintly, turned down his voice and replied to the other party with an emoji, and went back to the kitchen to continue working.

Zhuang Yan, who was playing with Jin Xingmao's little nephew on the sofa, gave him a piece of chocolate from his pocket, touched the cigarette on the table, waved the things in his hands to the Jin family brothers, and went to the garden.

Zhuang Qi wanted to follow, Zhuang Yan waved him to help Jin Xingmao.

It was already half an hour after Zhuang Yan came back, Ji Ming was with him, one in front of the other, both wrapped in black down jackets. Ming rushed out from behind him, and everyone didn't even know he was here.

When Ji Ming came out from behind him, his expression was weird for a moment. After seeing Jin Xingmao, his expression changed instantly, and he stepped forward to give him a big hug.

Zhuang Yan took a deep look at him, went back to the living room and sat down.

"Sorry for being late, presents, happy birthday stars."

"Thank you, obviously you still have a job...it's not what's wrong with your mouth?"

Ji Ming subconsciously covered his mouth, squinted towards the sofa, and shook his head: "It's nothing, it's too cold."

The obvious bite marks on his lips were said to be cold, but Jin Xingmao saw through and didn't say anything, pushing him to know everyone in the room.

Zhuang Qi noticed the mark on Ji Ming's mouth a few seconds before Jin Xingmao, and thought of the time when his brother went out and the time when Ji Ming arrived, and Ji Ming's flustered eyes just now...

These two...something seems to be breaking out of their shells.

For this new year's day plus birthday banquet, Zhuang Qi didn't talk much to Jin Xingmao, and when choosing a seat, he naturally sat next to him.

Zhuang Qi and Jin Xingmao didn't say a few words until the meal was over.

Jin Xingmao was a little bit panicked in his heart, the kind of blockage that can't be described.

I don't know if it's because of what happened a few days ago or if Zhuang Qi chose to keep silent after coming here, anyway, I feel uncomfortable all over.

Especially though he didn't speak, but he kept a certain distance and walked behind him. Jin Xingmao wanted to say something, but when he touched his expressionless face, the words that hit his throat were quickly choked back.

Ji Ming had to go to the theater tomorrow, and left in a car after dinner. The car was not taxied, nor was it called in advance.

Zhuang Qi drove him off.

At 11:30 in the evening, light snow fell in the dark sky, and the bustle of the room gradually faded away. After the lights were turned off under the faint sound of the wind, it fell into silence.

Jin Xingmao was just lying on the bed after washing, when the phone rang, and the caller showed Zhuang Qi.

He hesitated for a few seconds before answering.

"What's the matter?" The words blurted out with a bit of displeasure, after finishing speaking, Jin Xingmao himself was stunned by his inexplicable anger.

He squeezed the corner of the quilt and exhaled softly. Hearing the sound of breathing on the other side, he wanted to say sorry softly, but before he could speak, the person on the other end of the phone preempted him.

"Brother, I'm at your door, can you come out for a while?"

"What?" Jin Xingmao turned over and got out of bed, stepped on the carpet barefoot and opened the curtains to look out. The flying snow blocked his view a little, but he still saw the man by the gate at a glance.

"It's so late and it's still snowing, what are you doing!"

He seldom swears, but he couldn't hold back his curse, and hurriedly wrapped himself in a long down jacket and rushed downstairs.

Two big men held their mobile phones, one stood in the courtyard gate, the other outside, and looked at each other for a while through the door.

Jin Xingmao couldn't help laughing, and opened the door to let him in.

Zhuang Qi followed him into the house and upstairs with an unnatural expression.

At this point, Jin Xingmao didn't know whether his family was asleep or not, so he led the people behind him to walk lightly, and almost didn't dare to slam his feet back into the room, closing the door behind his back and locking it.

This feeling of being a thief is a bit guilty.

Jin Xingmao lay down on the bed, wrapped in the quilt and looked at him: "Is it urgent to come here like this?"

Zhuang Qi stood obediently by the sofa, he wanted to get close to Jin Xingmao but was a little afraid, so he nodded in response.

"I saw you were as silent as a brick when you were eating, and thought you didn't want to talk to me anymore."

Zhuang Qi stared straight at him: "Brother, I was wrong."

The expression of apology is sincere, but the eyes are wild and wolf, like a wolf staring at its prey.

Jin Xingmao couldn't stand his eyes, scratched the tip of his nose and itchy Adam's apple, retracted into the bed, and said in a muffled voice: "What's wrong, what's wrong with you, what's wrong, I'll talk about it tomorrow, I'm sleepy, you want to If you don't go back, just find a place to sleep overnight."

As he spoke, he added, "Anyway, my room is big enough and the heating is sufficient."

There was no movement behind him, Jin Xingmao slightly raised his head and looked back, almost screaming in fright.

It's not that there was no movement, Zhuang Qi took over all the movements, this person seemed to have a flash function, and he jumped beside the bed in a short time.

"I figured it out. You actually wanted to scare me to death when you came to me. This birthday was so happy that I fully explained the ups and downs."

Jin Xingmao's heart beat faster and he was chattering, Zhuang Qi suddenly held his face and leaned over slightly.

Jin Xingmao thought that he was going to kiss him, so he closed his eyes. After a few minutes, there was no touch on his lips, and he slowly opened his eyes again, facing his scorching gaze.

Disgraceful and thrown home.

Awkwardly and awkwardly, he turned his face away.

"Brother, look at me." Thumbs stroked his cheeks, softly and affectionately.

"Sorry, I didn't talk to you during the meal. In fact, I really want to talk to you, but I try my best to restrain myself for this moment."

"I want to bring you a birthday present and talk to you a lot."

Zhuangqin scratched the tip of his nose lightly with his nails, causing a burst of itching, Jin Xingmao scratched the tip of his nose, and his heart beat faster.

Until he took off his coat, revealing the clothes inside.

Jin Xingmao's eyes widened, and the fingers that scratched his nose stopped.

"You, what are you wearing?"

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Zhuang Qihui ran over wearing clothes that looked like fishing nets inside.

Zhuang Qi took his hand and put it on his strong abdominal muscles, and looked at him seriously: "Brother, the gift has been delivered, it's time for you to unwrap it."

Jin Xingmao swallowed his saliva with disordered breathing, the warm, soft and hard touch was so good that his fingers trembled slightly.

Zhuang Qi patiently waited for the answer, not letting go of the slightest expression on his face.

No matter how I think about it, Zhuang Qi would confess his love again in this way, which is a bit more euphemistic than the last time.

Brat, I don't know where I learned it, it's dirt and greasy.

But—he was really moved.

"It will be unwrapped, but not now, the gift... I will stay for a while and see how the gift performs."

Jin Xingmao twisted his stomach with his backhand, causing a low hum, and quickly let go and nestled under the quilt.

"Sleep."

Zhuang Qi looked at the bulge in the quilt, and he was stunned for a while before he realized it. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he lifted the corner of the quilt, and gently held his palm.

"Brother, you really, I thought I..."

"Don't think about it, go back if you don't sleep, I'm sleepy."

Zhuang Qi curled his mouth, retracted into the bed and hugged his waist tightly: "Good night."

The author has something to say: It's been too long, so let's stop here.

I wanted to say something, but there seemed to be nothing to say.

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