After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Chang Jiao's hands loosely covered Qiao Ying's eyes.

Qiao Ying blinked, and her slender and long eyelashes fluttered up and down, gently rubbing against Chang Jiao's palm.

He seemed helpless, and asked, "You cover my eyes, how do I see?"

Chang Jiao thought for a while, and opened his fingers a little, so that the starlight could leak out from between his fingers and fall into Qiao Ying's eyes.

"Then, brother, I see it now, is it good? Did I lie to you?"

Qiao Ying's eyes were not on the night sky, but she was staring intently at Chang Jiao's hand from the corner of her eye.

He nodded slightly, his movements were brisk, "I didn't lie to me, it looks good."

Chang Jiao's hand completely slipped down and hung by his side.

Qiao Ying turned around and looked directly at him, with the faint smile that Chang Jiao often saw when she was a child, a little doting, but also helpless, like looking at a child.

This is something Chang Jiao has never seen since he grew up.

He sometimes feels that his elder brother is so indifferent, all his patience and gentleness are given to the obedient and well-behaved children, or the elderly with limited mobility and unconsciousness, so that it is given to the rest of the people. , is indifference and alienation.

And sometimes, Chang Jiao also wonders whether his elder brother really dotes on him now, or the obedient child he was when he was a child.

Everything seems to have an answer now.

...In fact, the answer has been there since a long time ago, but he hasn't found it all the time, hasn't he.

Qiao Ying looked at Chang Jiao, and the night breeze brought his voice over, with a lingering taste.

"How did you get to my balcony?"

The sky is the sea of ​​stars and the Milky Way, and it is the same in his eyes.

Chang Jiao lowered her eyelashes obediently, "Turn it over, before the program team sent the luggage over, I guessed that my brother would choose this place, so I put the luggage in ahead of time."

He was indeed very familiar with Qiao Ying, and he even knew what kind of room he would choose.

Hearing this, Qiao Ying glanced back, his balcony was one meter away from another balcony, and Chang Jiao should have turned over from there.

Qiao Ying looked at the distance between them, and asked for the first time, "If I don't come out, what are you going to do?"

Chang Jiao blinked at him, and said with a firm tone, "Didn't my brother come out now?"

His voice softened, "If brother doesn't come out, then I'll just stand outside and wait. I believe brother will come out sooner or later. I'll watch outside, and one day I will be able to wait."

Most of his words had no deep meaning, quietly incorporating another layer of meaning into it.

In the past, Qiao Ying didn't want to understand, but now he didn't want to explain it so quickly.

"Well, I'm here." Qiao Ying looked up at the starry night sky and said, "The stars are very beautiful, I like them very much."

Chang Jiao bent her eyes, "It's really super beautiful. My brother will never suffer if he believes in me. I will not lie to my brother. My brother should know this best."

Chang Jiao moved forward a little, took out something from his pocket, and handed it over like a treasure, "Brother, this is vacuum-packed, and the taste may not be as good as freshly made, but only in this way can you bring it here, brother don't dislike."

Qiao Ying looked down, it was a box of pastries, exactly the same as the one he handed over in the theater before.

"Brother, I don't think you ate much for dinner. Is it because you are sitting too much on the plane and feel uncomfortable?"

"There are some, it's okay." After a pause, Qiao Ying asked, "Why did you think of bringing pastries?"

Chang Jiao curled his eyelashes, and his tone was childish and confident, "Because my brother likes it." He asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat it now? We secretly eat it, and only give it to my brother."

Qiao Ying nodded slightly.

They then share a box of quirky, yet addictive and memorable snacks under a starry night sky.

Chang Jiao threw the empty box into the trash can, and when he was full and had enough of seeing the beautiful scenery, he began to play rogue in an aboveboard manner.

He drooped his eyelashes, refusing to look into Qiao Ying's eyes, and said in a low voice, "Brother, I can't make it over. The distance between the balcony is so far, I'm scared."

Qiao Ying tilted her head, "Didn't you turn over just now? Why can't you go back?"

Chang Jiao lied and didn't make a draft, without blinking, "Brother, this is the second floor, if you accidentally fall down, it will hurt."

He raised his eyes, and there was a thin layer of water vapor in the water, "Brother, I'm afraid of pain."

Chang Jiao himself didn't believe it when he said this. No one knew better than him what he had experienced in the past few years without Qiao Ying.

However, Qiao Ying didn't even hesitate, she believed it without hesitation, her tone seemed to become slightly cold, "You're afraid of pain and still turn over?"

Chang Jiao wasn't sure if he heard it wrong, so he looked up aggrievedly, and said softly, "Brother..."

Qiao Ying looked at him with a serious expression, "No more flipping, there will be no next time."

Chang Jiao's eyelashes trembled, he didn't dare to think about the meaning of his words in detail, his heart trembled along with the eyelashes, for the first time he didn't say anything, just looked at Qiao Ying like this.

"Next time, if you want to come over, just knock on the door. If you have nothing to do, don't keep doing such dangerous things."

Chang Jiao was stunned suddenly, the dense storm in his eyes dissipated in an instant, and for the first time, the dark pupils showed the shielding underneath.

After a while, he bent his lips and smiled, "Brother, what should we do?"

He really, really likes his brother more and more...

Qiao Ying didn't understand what he meant, and asked in confusion, "What should I do?"

Chang Jiao bent her lips and forcibly put on a troubled look, "But there are cameras in the corridor, and I can't avoid them, so I can't come here openly. What should I do? My brother is an artist, so this will affect him."

Qiao Ying thought for a while and said, "The camera will be covered after nine o'clock. If you have something to do, just come over after that, so you won't be photographed."

Chang Jiao's eyes lit up, "Brother, what do you mean, can I come to your room to sleep in the future?"

Qiao Ying didn't hear his words very clearly, she nodded subconsciously, and only realized what she just said when she saw Chang Jiao's eyes suddenly brightened.

"When did I tell you to sleep here?"

Chang Jiao looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "Brother told me not to open the window, didn't that mean to keep me here? And when I asked him later, he himself nodded and admitted .”

Qiao Ying: "..."

Why can Chang Jiao misinterpret his meaning accurately every time?

He didn't say a word, the light in Chang Jiao's eyes receded little by little, and a faint hazy water mist surged up again, and the circles around his eyes were red, looking like he had suffered a great grievance, especially with him This exceptionally beautiful and delicate face.

"Could it be that my brother lied to me... My brother obviously promised me, and my brother also said that he would not lie to me... Brother, do you want to drive me away?"

Chang Jiao rubbed the thumb of his right hand. He didn't notice it when he got over it just now. He was caught, and his flesh was scratched by a sharp object. Now it hurts a bit.

Seeing his appearance, Qiao Ying paused for breath.

What he couldn't stand the most were Chang Jiao and Chu Yu.

The former likes to be coquettish and can play rogue, no matter what the reason is, he can cry pitifully to win sympathy, and ask him to coax him openly.

And the latter has a bad temper, but he also likes to play rogue towards him. Every time he gets angry, he stares at him angrily, doesn't say anything, sulking to himself, hiding all the reasons for his anger and grievance in his heart, and only dares to stab him secretly. He wanted him to figure it out for himself to coax people.

So it was these two people that Qiao Ying couldn't stand the most.

Qiao Ying opened her mouth and said helplessly, "...I won't drive you away, go in and sleep."

Chang Jiao's tears came as soon as he said it, and he stopped as soon as he said it, his eyes turned bright, "Then brother, can I come here in the future?"

Qiao Ying stared at his expectant eyes, hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "...stay away."

Chang Jiao was instantly happy, followed him into the room, closed the balcony door, and lay on the same bed.

This bed is not as big as the bed in the hotel before, but a real large single bed. Chang Jiao can touch Qiao Ying as soon as he raises his hand. The distance between the two is very close, only one fist size.

Chang Jiao pretended to move her body inadvertently, and the back of her hand brushed Qiao Ying's hand beside her, completely satisfied.

The resentment and anger that had been bred before were quietly dissipated at this moment, and there was only one thought left in his mind: he is lying on his brother's bed now, no matter how coveted and jealous others are, it will be useless in the end.

His brother is his alone.

The water in the swimming pool mixed with the cold moonlight fell in, without the cover of the curtains, the water ripples were reflected on the indoor wall, just hitting the bouquet of flowers against the wall.

The indoor fragrance is overflowing, and the outdoor moonlight is like practice.

When Qiao Ying opened his eyes the next day, Chang Jiao was no longer on his bed, and the balcony door that was locked before going to bed had been opened.

【006, when did Chang Jiao leave? 】

006 answered truthfully: [He left at dawn, when the staff was already busy, he turned over from the balcony. 】

Qiao Ying stared at the position of the balcony, rubbed her forehead, and muttered to herself, "...disobedient."

After washing up, Qiao Ying put on the headset, took off the veil covering the camera, and said calmly to the camera, "Good morning."

Qiao Ying didn't have the habit of staring at her phone, so naturally she didn't know what kind of disturbance his words caused in the live broadcast room.

Everyone hasn't gotten up yet. The camera in the official live broadcast room is aimed at the living room on the first floor. There are not many viewers, and most of them are more expensive personal live broadcast rooms.

[Ahhh, Qiao Meiren, good morning to you too! ]

[Woooooo today Brother Qiao is also so pleasing to the eye. When his face is in front of the camera, it is a beauty crit. Awei died, lived again, and died again. Awei was sitting on the coffin board and doing sit-ups. ]

[It’s not in vain that I stayed up all night, opened a personal live broadcast room with several mobile phones, and now I feel very cool, very cool, a group of handsome men and women accompany me to wake up, so cool that I even ignore my empty wallet. ]

[Brother Qiao wakes up really early. Go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. By the way, is there something on the wall?Can the camera be turned around for a better look? ]

[Looking forward to what I will do today, I heard that I am taking the path of half-simulation management and half-easy travel. ]

After Qiao Ying turned on the camera in the room, she went out to the living room.

There was no one in the living room, it was only six o'clock, and it would take a while for people to get up gradually.

Qiao Ying glanced up and down the stairs, and found that there was only one person here, and they were the biggest guest on this show, actress Qu Xinfeng.

Qu Xinfeng is very temperamental, quiet and elegant, not like an actress who has been immersed in the entertainment industry for a long time, but like a wealthy lady who has strayed into it.

Qiao Ying walked over and shouted, "Good morning, senior."

Qu Xinfeng was wearing a shawl and was sitting watching a TV show. Hearing this, he stepped aside and said with a smile, "It's rare for young people to get up so early like you."

Qiao Ying sat down beside her, "Senior also got up very early."

Qu Xinfeng smiled, "Don't call me senior, it sounds weird."

Qiao Ying hesitated, "Then I'll call you Sister Qu."

Qu Xinfeng thought for a while, then nodded happily, "Okay, speaking of it, I'm taking advantage of it. I'm ten years older than you, and you still call me sister."

"Sister Qu looks very young. In terms of teaching qualifications and experience, I should also call you sister."

The two chatted casually on the sofa until seven o'clock, when everyone else in the house woke up.

Andrew jumped down from upstairs, jumped up and sat on the sofa, staying between Qiao Ying and Qu Xinfeng.

Qu Xinfeng reached out and touched the little fox's head very naturally, and Andrew shook his head without overtly refusing.

Qiao Ying was wondering how Andrew would allow others to rub him so peacefully, when he suddenly heard Pu Yu whispering good morning to Auntie while avoiding the headset.

Qu Xinfeng is Pu Yu's aunt?

Qiao Ying's eyes widened slightly, a little surprised.

The author has something to say: Chang Jiao: a scheming boy.