my brother is not cute at all
Chapter 22 Getting Angry
After a group of people were full of wine and food, they divided the cake. Seeing that it was still early, they went indoors, closed the sliding door leading to the balcony, connected the projection wall with the sound system, dimmed the lights, and put Filled with drinks, the empty space immediately becomes a luxurious KTV box.
Hou Zeqi held a cigarette between his fingertips, watched the flickering fire, and leaned comfortably on the sofa, watching Tong Hua, who was half drunk, holding up the microphone and shouting drunkenly.
A new affectionate English song that he learned was suddenly sung by him as an Indian Divine Comedy.
After listening to Hou Zeqi's temples twitching, he just sang like this and pointed to participate in the draft at the beginning of next year?Maybe if someone of this level meets in the audition for Haiheng Group's annual meeting, he will have to be rejected in the first round.
Just as he was thinking, under the dim light, a figure suddenly moved towards him lightly, and the clear cedar fragrance poured into his nostrils, Hou Zeqi tilted his head to follow the fragrance of the perfume.
Luo Ke's dark almond eyes looked even brighter in the dark, when he was staring straight at him, there was a bit of fiery and timid light in the depths of his eyes, like a harmless little animal.
He opened his mouth and shouted awkwardly and shyly, "Brother."
It was only then that Hou Zeqi realized that the child's lips were also small M-shaped, with a hook at the end of the lips, but compared with Yang Yue's, his lower lip was thicker and less cool, making him look more cute and innocent .
For some reason, Hou Zeqi looked at the other party's lips, and suddenly thought of the scene of Yang Yue carefully picking up a wisp of miso ramen and blowing gently on his lips that night. The lips soaked in the soup will be covered with a layer of lustrous water. The tender red and full color is the only color on the plain white face like an ink painting. When the pink and small tongue tip secretly licks off the soup on the lips, The lips are very soft, which seems to be softer and more tender than seafood custard.
Realizing that the other party's deep eyes were staring straight at his own lips, Luo Ke couldn't help swallowing nervously and cautiously.
The moment the Adam's apple rolled, Hou Zeqi's head buzzed loudly, and only then did he realize what a terrible picture he had imagined in his mind!
He took a drag on the cigarette, desperately trying to clear out the flashing images in his mind, and then exhaled a puff of white and misty smoke. Dazed by drinking?
"Luo Ke?" Hou Zeqi saw that everyone had posted it, and smiled out of words: "You sing very well."
The lamp shadow was dim, but Luo Ke's cheeks were still stained with a faint blush at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Thank you brother."
After receiving the courtesy compliment, he shyly responded, but his next actions seemed to be suddenly encouraged, and he became bolder.
He picked up the red wine on the table and filled two goblets, handed one to Hou Zeqi, and held the other carefully in his hand, with a sweet smile and just the right amount of timidity: "Brother, tonight's dinner The food is delicious, let me offer you a toast."
"Well," Hou Zeqi just spit out a word vaguely.
He had already been poured a lot tonight, and his head was already a little groggy, and then he was poured into his ears by Tong Hua's magic voice, and now he felt a tearing discomfort.But he was well educated in etiquette classes since he was a child. When he met for the first time, the wine was brought to him. He had no reason to refuse, so he lightly touched the rim of the glass with the other party and drank it down in one gulp.
His handsome and deep face, which was mixed with the collision between China and the West, has an innate sense of high class, but the laziness in his bones does not contradict the cold and alienated nobility on his face. The two blended together to form a natural temperament, which made him look like a handsome and idle noble young master in the eyes of outsiders.
Luo Ke drank the red wine in the glass, looked at his more three-dimensional face under the dim light, and suddenly felt his cheeks became hotter.
"...Well, brother, Brother Tong brought me here today, actually—"
"I know," before he finished speaking, Hou Zeqi interrupted him softly.
He looked up at the other party in surprise, the eyes in the depths of his almond pupils trembled three times uncontrollably, and was suddenly amused: "Are you a little afraid of me?"
"No, I... I'm just..."
Luo Ke panicked, his voice became lower and lower, his full lips were desperately opening and closing, but Tong Hua soared to a high pitch at this time, Hou Zeqi could only lean close to him, carefully staring at his lips to distinguish what he was talking about .
The bitter tobacco smell mixed with the smell of wine suddenly approached, and when Luo Ke raised his head again, he stared at the face that was close at hand and just stood there dumbfounded.
"Your face..."
Hou Zeqi approached and frowned his handsome eyebrows thoughtfully, causing Luo Ke's heart to pound, his eyes widened and he held his breath, staring straight at his deep light brown pupils looking forward to the next if.
"Is it over?" Hou Zeqi asked.
Luo Ke: "..."
There seemed to be some invisible substance in the air that made a cracking sound like glass.
Tong Hua, who had finished singing a song, finally noticed the strangeness here, and before she took the microphone away from her mouth, she shouted excitedly: "Hey! Seventh brother, why are you two so close?"
After being caught, Hou Zeqi slumped back to his original position in a hurry, and all the new and old FIH team members put their heads over like rattles, leaving only Luo Ke froze in place and blushed.
"..."
Tong Hua was drunk, her brain was in a state of hyperemia and excitement, and it was not enough to finish singing a song, so she insisted on rushing over and dragging Luo Ke to dance together.
"Hey Brother Qi, don't you like to watch dances recently?" He said as he wobbled over and pulled Luo Ke up, patted Hou Zeqi on the shoulder, and straightened his face: "I'll show you , this kid can twist!"
Come on, it wasn't enough to ruin his ears, but he had to ruin his eyes today.
Hou Zeqi covered his painful head with grief, waved his hands and let them go.
At the moment when the explosive Korean dance music filled the entire floor, Yang Yue was finally awakened from his sleepless sleep. At this moment, his head was like Jerry in Tom and Jerry, who was being thrown into a party by a whole house. After the silly cat woke up, it turned into an alarm clock ringing crazily for a while, and turned into a tinkling pot lid for a while, and finally the drowsy brain was finally mixed with anger and mixed into a row of piano keys. In the knocking, it roared and rushed straight to his Tianling Cap!
——commonly known as the top.
Is it over? !
With a face full of rain and wind, Yang Yueyin pulled up a bathrobe and draped it over her body before going upstairs.
The light in the attic was dim, and no one noticed a skinny shadow rushing upstairs until Yang Yue fumbled for the power strip behind the sofa, and then pulled out the plug——
The deafening noise stopped abruptly!At the same time, the last ray of light on the projection screen was cut off, and the entire attic was instantly plunged into darkness and dead silence!
Ba Jie, who was closest to the chandelier switch, thought that the electricity was off, and immediately reached out to press the switch.
The moment the room became brightly lit again, Bajie caught a glimpse of the snow-white figure in front of him, and immediately covered his chest and howled as if he had seen a ghost. In the next second, everyone turned their heads in unison, and at the same time He saw Yang Yue's face as cold as February's frost.
"..."
When Tong Hua saw him pinching the plug, the young master immediately lost his temper. He frowned and shouted, "Why did you unplug the cord? Quickly plug it in, we're still dancing here."
Yang Yue's blood surged to his heart, like a time bomb on the verge of exploding, and the bright red countdown countdown quickly dwindled in his blood.
"The thing you danced can also be called a dance?" His voice was calm, and it sounded like he was trying his best to endure the anger rushing to his heart.
This made Tong Hua even more unhappy: "Who are you? Can you talk well? You can dance if you want!"
He's really good.
But why does he dance?
"Am I familiar with you?" Yang Yue asked back.
"Hey you—!"
"Tong Er," the deep and familiar voice interrupted the two who were about to start a bloody battle, Hou Zeqi raised his hand and pressed down, stopping Tong Hua's next words.
The tall and straight figure suddenly got up from the sofa and strode towards this side.
In an instant, Yang Yue only felt a very oppressive shadow shrouded in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Hou Zeqi lowered his voice and asked.
"What's none of your business?" Yang Yue was furious, with an extremely bad attitude.
Hou Zeqi held his temper, and his thick black eyebrows were as low as the air pressure around him: "Stop making trouble, you go downstairs first."
"What the hell!" Yang Yue sneered coldly, "You guys don't know how to go to nightclubs? Disturbing the people here in the middle of the night, what quality do you have?"
After the words fell, everyone straightened up vigilantly, and their pupils shrank like needles!
Sure enough, in the next second, Hou Zeqi, who had always been gentle and idle, was like a lion that finally opened its eyes. The deep pupils contracted violently, and suddenly shot out a sharp and piercing edge like a cold needle!
Yang Yue's words were like a match lightly thrown on the reactor, causing Hou Zeqi to raise his hand and rub the tip of his nose under the eyes of everyone——
"What did you say?"
There was a loud bang!A huge mushroom cloud bursting into the sky instantly exploded from the reactor!All the people present gasped at the same time, and the drunkenness in their heads dissipated in an instant, replaced by a bone-piercing chill that quickly rushed down the ankles to the limbs and bones, arousing the upside-down hairs!
Because everyone who knew Hou Zeqi's temper knew that when he rubbed his nose, he was really pissed off.
"I told you to dance to the club, not here—"
"Seven, Brother Seven!"
In the tense atmosphere, Bajie jumped up from the sofa as if his butt was on fire!He rushed over to hug Hou Zeqi's waist with hands and feet, interrupting half of what Yang Yue said in anger.He knew very well that there was no guarantee that blood would splatter three feet in this place, so he chose to flee the battlefield before the scuffle started.
"I think everyone is a little tired, why don't we come here today. You see, it's getting late, so we won't bother you to rest. Hey, we're done here. If there's nothing else, I'll take them back by taxi. The base is here!" He hugged Hou Zeqi and talked like pouring beans, while turning his head and winking at his teammates.
Years of cooperation have already made everyone have a tacit understanding. The moment they received the signal, they immediately picked up their mobile phones and clothes and stood up from the sofa.
"Yes, yes, it's too late, too late!"
"Yes, yes, we are already sleepy."
"Then Seventh Brother, I happened to drop in with them, so I'm leaving too!"
The noisy and chaotic environment made Hou Zeqi come back to his senses: "You..."
"No need to send, no need to send! Let's make an appointment another day!" Seeing him turning his head, Ba Jie held him down pretending to be affectionate.
Tong Hua, who said a few words about the young master's temper, also came back to his senses, pulled Luo Ke to pack his backpack wisely, and patted Hou Zeqi's shoulder to comfort him before leaving: "You can take care of your own affairs slowly. Come on, let's go first."
"..."
The vast and messy attic quickly returned to a deathly silence. Hou Zeqi looked at the ashtray full of cigarette butts and the coffee table full of empty wine bottles, and the half-dissipated anger instantly revived. Rough and violent ups and downs, his temples thumped like drums, with tearing pain rushing straight to the brain.
There was a sound of footsteps coming down the stairs downstairs, pattering in the same rhythm as the veins stretched out on his forehead, like a time bomb that had entered a three-second countdown——
3.2.1
--boom!
Hou Zeqi lifted a foot and kicked a wine bottle on the side of the coffee table away!The body of the bottle that flew out slammed into an unknown corner, and the liquor splashed from the bottom of the bottle exploded into countless dark green ice crystals like fireworks!
"You stop!"
After being soaked in tobacco, his hoarse voice suddenly dropped to freezing point!
The footsteps under the stairs paused for a moment, and then they sounded calmly and calmly again.
Hou Zeqi couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed downstairs like the wind!
"I told you to stop!"
An angry reprimand was like the bloodthirsty Shura in the abyss uttering a frightening growl!In a blink of an eye, he caught up with his master who was walking steadily, and grabbed his snow-white bathrobe by the back collar at the moment the master was about to open the door!A fierce backhand flick——
Boom!
Yang Yue's entire shoulder slammed firmly on the heavy wooden door, making a dull and loud noise!
The author says:
A fight is about to start, are you excited?Anyway, I'm excited [flies rub hands]
Hou Zeqi held a cigarette between his fingertips, watched the flickering fire, and leaned comfortably on the sofa, watching Tong Hua, who was half drunk, holding up the microphone and shouting drunkenly.
A new affectionate English song that he learned was suddenly sung by him as an Indian Divine Comedy.
After listening to Hou Zeqi's temples twitching, he just sang like this and pointed to participate in the draft at the beginning of next year?Maybe if someone of this level meets in the audition for Haiheng Group's annual meeting, he will have to be rejected in the first round.
Just as he was thinking, under the dim light, a figure suddenly moved towards him lightly, and the clear cedar fragrance poured into his nostrils, Hou Zeqi tilted his head to follow the fragrance of the perfume.
Luo Ke's dark almond eyes looked even brighter in the dark, when he was staring straight at him, there was a bit of fiery and timid light in the depths of his eyes, like a harmless little animal.
He opened his mouth and shouted awkwardly and shyly, "Brother."
It was only then that Hou Zeqi realized that the child's lips were also small M-shaped, with a hook at the end of the lips, but compared with Yang Yue's, his lower lip was thicker and less cool, making him look more cute and innocent .
For some reason, Hou Zeqi looked at the other party's lips, and suddenly thought of the scene of Yang Yue carefully picking up a wisp of miso ramen and blowing gently on his lips that night. The lips soaked in the soup will be covered with a layer of lustrous water. The tender red and full color is the only color on the plain white face like an ink painting. When the pink and small tongue tip secretly licks off the soup on the lips, The lips are very soft, which seems to be softer and more tender than seafood custard.
Realizing that the other party's deep eyes were staring straight at his own lips, Luo Ke couldn't help swallowing nervously and cautiously.
The moment the Adam's apple rolled, Hou Zeqi's head buzzed loudly, and only then did he realize what a terrible picture he had imagined in his mind!
He took a drag on the cigarette, desperately trying to clear out the flashing images in his mind, and then exhaled a puff of white and misty smoke. Dazed by drinking?
"Luo Ke?" Hou Zeqi saw that everyone had posted it, and smiled out of words: "You sing very well."
The lamp shadow was dim, but Luo Ke's cheeks were still stained with a faint blush at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Thank you brother."
After receiving the courtesy compliment, he shyly responded, but his next actions seemed to be suddenly encouraged, and he became bolder.
He picked up the red wine on the table and filled two goblets, handed one to Hou Zeqi, and held the other carefully in his hand, with a sweet smile and just the right amount of timidity: "Brother, tonight's dinner The food is delicious, let me offer you a toast."
"Well," Hou Zeqi just spit out a word vaguely.
He had already been poured a lot tonight, and his head was already a little groggy, and then he was poured into his ears by Tong Hua's magic voice, and now he felt a tearing discomfort.But he was well educated in etiquette classes since he was a child. When he met for the first time, the wine was brought to him. He had no reason to refuse, so he lightly touched the rim of the glass with the other party and drank it down in one gulp.
His handsome and deep face, which was mixed with the collision between China and the West, has an innate sense of high class, but the laziness in his bones does not contradict the cold and alienated nobility on his face. The two blended together to form a natural temperament, which made him look like a handsome and idle noble young master in the eyes of outsiders.
Luo Ke drank the red wine in the glass, looked at his more three-dimensional face under the dim light, and suddenly felt his cheeks became hotter.
"...Well, brother, Brother Tong brought me here today, actually—"
"I know," before he finished speaking, Hou Zeqi interrupted him softly.
He looked up at the other party in surprise, the eyes in the depths of his almond pupils trembled three times uncontrollably, and was suddenly amused: "Are you a little afraid of me?"
"No, I... I'm just..."
Luo Ke panicked, his voice became lower and lower, his full lips were desperately opening and closing, but Tong Hua soared to a high pitch at this time, Hou Zeqi could only lean close to him, carefully staring at his lips to distinguish what he was talking about .
The bitter tobacco smell mixed with the smell of wine suddenly approached, and when Luo Ke raised his head again, he stared at the face that was close at hand and just stood there dumbfounded.
"Your face..."
Hou Zeqi approached and frowned his handsome eyebrows thoughtfully, causing Luo Ke's heart to pound, his eyes widened and he held his breath, staring straight at his deep light brown pupils looking forward to the next if.
"Is it over?" Hou Zeqi asked.
Luo Ke: "..."
There seemed to be some invisible substance in the air that made a cracking sound like glass.
Tong Hua, who had finished singing a song, finally noticed the strangeness here, and before she took the microphone away from her mouth, she shouted excitedly: "Hey! Seventh brother, why are you two so close?"
After being caught, Hou Zeqi slumped back to his original position in a hurry, and all the new and old FIH team members put their heads over like rattles, leaving only Luo Ke froze in place and blushed.
"..."
Tong Hua was drunk, her brain was in a state of hyperemia and excitement, and it was not enough to finish singing a song, so she insisted on rushing over and dragging Luo Ke to dance together.
"Hey Brother Qi, don't you like to watch dances recently?" He said as he wobbled over and pulled Luo Ke up, patted Hou Zeqi on the shoulder, and straightened his face: "I'll show you , this kid can twist!"
Come on, it wasn't enough to ruin his ears, but he had to ruin his eyes today.
Hou Zeqi covered his painful head with grief, waved his hands and let them go.
At the moment when the explosive Korean dance music filled the entire floor, Yang Yue was finally awakened from his sleepless sleep. At this moment, his head was like Jerry in Tom and Jerry, who was being thrown into a party by a whole house. After the silly cat woke up, it turned into an alarm clock ringing crazily for a while, and turned into a tinkling pot lid for a while, and finally the drowsy brain was finally mixed with anger and mixed into a row of piano keys. In the knocking, it roared and rushed straight to his Tianling Cap!
——commonly known as the top.
Is it over? !
With a face full of rain and wind, Yang Yueyin pulled up a bathrobe and draped it over her body before going upstairs.
The light in the attic was dim, and no one noticed a skinny shadow rushing upstairs until Yang Yue fumbled for the power strip behind the sofa, and then pulled out the plug——
The deafening noise stopped abruptly!At the same time, the last ray of light on the projection screen was cut off, and the entire attic was instantly plunged into darkness and dead silence!
Ba Jie, who was closest to the chandelier switch, thought that the electricity was off, and immediately reached out to press the switch.
The moment the room became brightly lit again, Bajie caught a glimpse of the snow-white figure in front of him, and immediately covered his chest and howled as if he had seen a ghost. In the next second, everyone turned their heads in unison, and at the same time He saw Yang Yue's face as cold as February's frost.
"..."
When Tong Hua saw him pinching the plug, the young master immediately lost his temper. He frowned and shouted, "Why did you unplug the cord? Quickly plug it in, we're still dancing here."
Yang Yue's blood surged to his heart, like a time bomb on the verge of exploding, and the bright red countdown countdown quickly dwindled in his blood.
"The thing you danced can also be called a dance?" His voice was calm, and it sounded like he was trying his best to endure the anger rushing to his heart.
This made Tong Hua even more unhappy: "Who are you? Can you talk well? You can dance if you want!"
He's really good.
But why does he dance?
"Am I familiar with you?" Yang Yue asked back.
"Hey you—!"
"Tong Er," the deep and familiar voice interrupted the two who were about to start a bloody battle, Hou Zeqi raised his hand and pressed down, stopping Tong Hua's next words.
The tall and straight figure suddenly got up from the sofa and strode towards this side.
In an instant, Yang Yue only felt a very oppressive shadow shrouded in front of her.
"Why are you here?" Hou Zeqi lowered his voice and asked.
"What's none of your business?" Yang Yue was furious, with an extremely bad attitude.
Hou Zeqi held his temper, and his thick black eyebrows were as low as the air pressure around him: "Stop making trouble, you go downstairs first."
"What the hell!" Yang Yue sneered coldly, "You guys don't know how to go to nightclubs? Disturbing the people here in the middle of the night, what quality do you have?"
After the words fell, everyone straightened up vigilantly, and their pupils shrank like needles!
Sure enough, in the next second, Hou Zeqi, who had always been gentle and idle, was like a lion that finally opened its eyes. The deep pupils contracted violently, and suddenly shot out a sharp and piercing edge like a cold needle!
Yang Yue's words were like a match lightly thrown on the reactor, causing Hou Zeqi to raise his hand and rub the tip of his nose under the eyes of everyone——
"What did you say?"
There was a loud bang!A huge mushroom cloud bursting into the sky instantly exploded from the reactor!All the people present gasped at the same time, and the drunkenness in their heads dissipated in an instant, replaced by a bone-piercing chill that quickly rushed down the ankles to the limbs and bones, arousing the upside-down hairs!
Because everyone who knew Hou Zeqi's temper knew that when he rubbed his nose, he was really pissed off.
"I told you to dance to the club, not here—"
"Seven, Brother Seven!"
In the tense atmosphere, Bajie jumped up from the sofa as if his butt was on fire!He rushed over to hug Hou Zeqi's waist with hands and feet, interrupting half of what Yang Yue said in anger.He knew very well that there was no guarantee that blood would splatter three feet in this place, so he chose to flee the battlefield before the scuffle started.
"I think everyone is a little tired, why don't we come here today. You see, it's getting late, so we won't bother you to rest. Hey, we're done here. If there's nothing else, I'll take them back by taxi. The base is here!" He hugged Hou Zeqi and talked like pouring beans, while turning his head and winking at his teammates.
Years of cooperation have already made everyone have a tacit understanding. The moment they received the signal, they immediately picked up their mobile phones and clothes and stood up from the sofa.
"Yes, yes, it's too late, too late!"
"Yes, yes, we are already sleepy."
"Then Seventh Brother, I happened to drop in with them, so I'm leaving too!"
The noisy and chaotic environment made Hou Zeqi come back to his senses: "You..."
"No need to send, no need to send! Let's make an appointment another day!" Seeing him turning his head, Ba Jie held him down pretending to be affectionate.
Tong Hua, who said a few words about the young master's temper, also came back to his senses, pulled Luo Ke to pack his backpack wisely, and patted Hou Zeqi's shoulder to comfort him before leaving: "You can take care of your own affairs slowly. Come on, let's go first."
"..."
The vast and messy attic quickly returned to a deathly silence. Hou Zeqi looked at the ashtray full of cigarette butts and the coffee table full of empty wine bottles, and the half-dissipated anger instantly revived. Rough and violent ups and downs, his temples thumped like drums, with tearing pain rushing straight to the brain.
There was a sound of footsteps coming down the stairs downstairs, pattering in the same rhythm as the veins stretched out on his forehead, like a time bomb that had entered a three-second countdown——
3.2.1
--boom!
Hou Zeqi lifted a foot and kicked a wine bottle on the side of the coffee table away!The body of the bottle that flew out slammed into an unknown corner, and the liquor splashed from the bottom of the bottle exploded into countless dark green ice crystals like fireworks!
"You stop!"
After being soaked in tobacco, his hoarse voice suddenly dropped to freezing point!
The footsteps under the stairs paused for a moment, and then they sounded calmly and calmly again.
Hou Zeqi couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed downstairs like the wind!
"I told you to stop!"
An angry reprimand was like the bloodthirsty Shura in the abyss uttering a frightening growl!In a blink of an eye, he caught up with his master who was walking steadily, and grabbed his snow-white bathrobe by the back collar at the moment the master was about to open the door!A fierce backhand flick——
Boom!
Yang Yue's entire shoulder slammed firmly on the heavy wooden door, making a dull and loud noise!
The author says:
A fight is about to start, are you excited?Anyway, I'm excited [flies rub hands]
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