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It was already 06:30 in the evening when the two returned home.

After putting schoolbags, rackets and other items back into the room, the two stood at the door and looked at each other.

Cheng Youpeng, who had changed his school uniform, raised his chin to signal Shen Ruoan to look in the direction of the kitchen.

Shen shook his head and turned around and wanted to walk towards the hall, but Cheng Youpeng moved faster, "Don't be lazy."

"Why should I go? You can do it by yourself, and I'm not good at cooking."

"You're not good at cooking, you're the head office when you wash the vegetables, you should know how to divide and cooperate, don't let me do it alone."

"Can't I wash the dishes?" Shen Ruo'an really doesn't like to go into the kitchen.

"Of course not."

Cheng Youpeng tugged at his arm, relying on his strength to be stronger than Shen Ruoan, half-dragged and half-carried him to the kitchen, and then put the vegetables that Mai Yufeng bought and put in the refrigerator on the basket for him to wash.

"Anyway, you are two years older than me, so it won't matter if you do more."

Shen Ruo'an stood helplessly in front of the sink, choosing vegetables and washing them, while Cheng Youpeng washed and washed the rice. It was a division of labor and cooperation.

It's just that from Shen Ruo'an's point of view, his division of labor is a bit heavier, and he doesn't care about the importance, but why is it so unpleasant?

Put the rice into the rice cooker, plug it in, press the switch, then Cheng Youpeng wiped his wet hands with a cloth, poked Shen Ruoan's shoulder and said, "Do you want to wear this, so you won't get your clothes wet?"

Shen Ruo'an looked back at the thing dangling in his hand, and suddenly it was half black.

"That pink one is not my favorite, you like to wear it yourself."

The apron full of cartoon characters and pink bubbles is obviously Mai Yufeng's special preference.

Cheng Youpeng cast a glance at Shen Ruo'an, then opened the apron with both hands and compared the apron to Shen Ruo'an with his eyes.

"I think it suits you quite well, you wear it, hurry up."

Cheng Youpeng threw the apron on Shen Ruo'an's head, and there were invisible little black wings on his back.

Shen Ruo'an, who was washing the vegetables, smashed the apron on his shoulders back to Cheng Youpeng's face, and said coldly, "You throw it over and be careful..."

The apron was thrown back on him before he finished speaking, this wayward child!

The water droplets left on his hands were accompanied by the apron thrown out by Shen Ruo'an again, and the water droplets were thrown onto Cheng Youpeng's face at the same time.

Cheng Youpeng, who has a healthy complexion, has a few drops of water on his handsome face, and his eyes are always half-closed with lazy eyes.

"You are dead."

This is Cheng Youpeng's preview to Shen Ruo'an with a devilish tone.

"It's none of my business again. You threw the apron to me, and I just gave it back to you. Wait, don't come here."

Shen Ruo'an took two small green vegetables in his hands and took two steps back. Facing Cheng Youpeng who was bullying him, he felt a sense of oppression. Does being tall make people feel this way?

The neck was strangled.

"See if you still need to dump me with water."

"You let go, I didn't mean it, it was you who took the lead first."

Shen Ruo'an, who is still growing, can't find any excess meat on his body, his slender neck was pinched by Cheng Yupeng, and he threw the vegetables into the basin, followed by a confrontation between the two.

Cheng Youpeng didn't use any force, he also knew that he was just joking, and Shen Ruo'an hated the feeling of being pinched, wet Lulu's hand tried hard to break Cheng Youpeng's big hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the other party didn't intend to let go.

"It's useless how hard you try and I won't let go unless you put that apron on."

"You are the devil."

Shen Ruo'an felt that the distance between the two was very close, and he could also feel Cheng Youpeng's chest rising and falling when he breathed, these were just skin contact.

"You won't let go if you don't surround yourself."

"Then do you want to eat early?"

If there is such an interaction between brothers, then Shen Ruo'an must really dislike having such a wayward brother.

"It's okay to be late."

What Cheng Youpeng meant was to let Shen Ruo'an wear an apron. If he didn't wear an apron, he wouldn't let go. The warm feeling on his neck was uncomfortable.

Shen Ruo'an said solemnly with a sullen face: "Cheng Youpeng, don't be naive."

It's a pity that someone didn't seem to buy into his little face at all. Instead, he played with interest and deliberately touched a certain brother's thin and slippery neck.

"I'll let you go only if you agree, there's no need to discuss it."

Shen Ruo'an opened his mouth and said, "What kind of bad taste are you doing?"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the index finger of Cheng Youpeng's left hand and bit it hard!

"Hiss, what are you doing!"

Shen Ruo'an let go, pushed him back, and said with a sullen face: "I still want to ask you why, you still let me wash the vegetables, your behavior is very childish."

"It's just boring."

Cheng Youpeng snorted coldly, turned and left the kitchen, Shen Ruo'an continued to wash the vegetables helplessly, an inexplicable child.

Yes, Cheng Youpeng has always felt that life is very boring.

When I was a child, I fell in love with tennis while watching TV, and then my father bought him a tennis racket and asked a coach to teach him how to play tennis. He fell in love with this sport.After his parents divorced, he still continued the sport, but he always repeated the days of practice, practice, practice, practice, because tennis is not a team sport, and he made few friends, and he had few people who could talk to him Even rarer, he was not good at chatting with people.

He is the only child of his parents, and his parents love him very much, even Uncle Shen loves him very much. When they first lived together, Uncle Shen would often instruct him on tennis skills, and what needs to be paid attention to during the game. Sometimes he will go to the scene to watch him play.

Yes, adults will always love him, and he never thinks about what he needs.

After entering junior high school, I also made a few friends, like He Yu and Lian Xueyu.

There is a kind of longing that is always buried in the bottom of my heart by the reality, invisible and intangible. When his mother took him by the hand to play in the playground, he would always sit aside and watch other children frolicking, and he would always hear those grown-ups. He was smiling and persuading his elder brother not to bully his younger brother, not to bully his younger sister and so on.

He doesn't like sitting alone on the merry-go-round and hugging the pillars. There is no smile in the photos of him when he was a child.

In fact, he just envied those children who could bully their younger siblings.

Every time he saw other children bullying his younger brother, he would have a few thoughts about how to bully his younger brother. If he had a younger brother, how would he bully his younger brother?

If he has a younger brother, he wants to make up his younger brother's little face.

If he has a younger brother, he will let the younger brother wear his mother's clothes.

If he has a younger brother, he will take him to play in the sand pool in the park.

If he has a younger brother, he will take him on the merry-go-round.

If he has a younger brother, he will play tennis with him and give the beautiful yellow ball to him.

If he had a younger brother, he would hold his hand and go to school with him, go to the kindergarten where he felt naive to listen to the teacher play the piano, and go to elementary school...

At that time he asked his mother why he didn't have a brother.

My mother said: "Family planning is strictly enforced."

The little Cheng Youpeng raised a curious face and asked, "Mom, what is family planning?"

Mom always touched his head and smiled softly: "Because if there is another younger brother, Dad will be arrested and put in jail."

From then on, Cheng Youpeng never asked his mother about family planning, and his wish for a younger brother came to nothing.

It wasn't until Shen Ruo'an appeared that his plan to have a younger brother slowly emerged from his mind. It turned out that he longed for a younger brother a long time ago, a younger brother who could accompany him when his parents were busy.

However, now he has a problem.

That is, no matter how much this younger brother bullied him, he would never cry, and he would never yell at him. He was always serious and looked more like a little old man than himself. He didn't want a brother like a little old man.

Cheng Youpeng, who was sitting on the sofa and meditating, stroked the faint tooth marks that still remained on his index finger.

"Whoever said that an older brother can bully a younger brother, Xiao Zhuizi will only bully his older brother, and he won't even cry."

The appearance of him talking to himself fell into the eyes of Shen Ruo'an who had just come out of the kitchen. The child who looked smart tomorrow, why is he staring at his fingers in a daze like a fool? Is it too heavy?

There are pesticide residues in the current dishes. Could it be that he was made to drink two drops of water just now, and now he is stupid?

Shen Ruo'an walked slowly in front of Cheng Youpeng, waving his fingers in front of them, and asked wrinkledly, "Are you stupid?"

Cheng Youpeng raised his eyes and stared at his long-awaited younger brother who had appeared now: "You are stupid."

The originally fair face was tanned a lot after the baptism of the sun, and the seemingly short man was slowly growing taller, and the blinking eyes flashed an illusion, because this was only visible under the light.

Shen Ruo'an poked Cheng Youpeng's forehead dissatisfied and said, "Then you don't cook yet."

Caressing the poked forehead, Cheng Youpeng returned him a big pillow, slammed it lightly on Shen Ruoan's head, and patted Shen Ruoan's butt from behind before standing up: "Your brother can't order you to do things, you have to be obedient and sit and watch." television."

Shen Ruo'an grabbed the pillow and threw it behind Cheng Youpeng's back. He was such a big man being slapped on his ass, really, really like sex/harassment!

The elder brother dodged the attack of the pillow, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and cooked for his younger brother. He also had such thoughts when he was a child.

"baffling."

Shen Ruo'an said something to Cheng Youpeng's back, then picked up the pillow on the floor and sat cross-legged on the sofa watching TV with her cheeks puffed up.

He watched the evening news, of course, serious and dull.

And Cheng Youpeng in the kitchen was very happy to cook.

So he, who hadn't cooked by himself for a long time, made many mistakes.

There is too much salt.

There is less water.

The meat was overcooked.

The food was so bad.

The younger brother's face darkened.

The brother was silent.

After eating, Shen Ruo'an wiped his mouth with a tissue and said bitterly: "I will never eat your cooked food again."

It turns out that he likes having a new brother, and wants to bully him even more.

Tomorrow, he will be forced to wear an apron, and he will also go to watch his brother's game. This is what my brother thinks about before going to bed.

However, Shen Ruoan brushed his teeth in the room for a long time and drank three glasses of water...

Difficult to sleep tonight.