my brother is not cute at all

The two of them cleaned the bookcase while chatting. Hou Zeqi helped Yang Yue move in the packing boxes piled up at the door, but what he didn't expect was that although Yang Yue was not big, she had a lot of clothes. Not to mention, just talking about the exercise clothes for dancing, there is a whole suitcase in it.

There are also all kinds of well-cared-for performance costumes with dust bags. Baby Yang Yue's ones are not good, and they are not allowed to touch them.

"Do you still have a skirt inside?" Hou Zeqi carefully identified the styles inside through the translucent dust bag.

Yang Yue warned him indifferently: "I advise you to stay away from them. There are clothes in there, and no one will make them if you want to pay for them."

"Oh," Hou Zeqi nodded: "Is this the dress? Doesn't this look the most expensive?"

With her back to him, Yang Yue gritted her teeth and rolled her eyes.

When he turned his head, he asked him indifferently: "You are a bit in the way. If you have nothing to do, can you go out? Thank you for your cooperation."

This is clearly the attitude of driving people away, right?

Hou Zeqi stopped teasing him, and said solemnly: "That's not good, you see you have so many things, I'd better clean them up for you."

After speaking, he walked to a box of clothes, pointed and asked, "Can you touch this box of clothes?"

"It's up to you," Yang Yue acquiesced, and turned to sort out other things.

In addition to these heirloom-like performance costumes, Yang Yue's various certificates are neatly packed in waterproof document bags, and trophies, large and small, are also tightly wrapped in soft foam, just a few "sacred and inviolable" stickers. "The big characters are on it.

From this point of view, the amount of work was not small, so Yang Yue did not refuse Hou Zeqi's help.

The two worked together, Yang Yue was in charge of arranging his "heirlooms" and some personal items, while Hou Zeqi whistled and folded his clothes neatly.

Time passed, and more than an hour passed, Rao Yang Yue's first impression of him was not very good, and she was a little embarrassed.

He said thank you to Hou Zeqi for the first time, but the sun was shining brightly on the other side, and he took him around the house enthusiastically, explaining how to use various electrical appliances.

"The left side is hot water, and the right side is cold water. Pull here to change the nozzle. Now the weather is warm and there is hot water 24 hours a day. If it is cloudy or rainy or the weather is bad, turn on the switch and wait half an hour for hot water. .”

"The washing machine is fully automatic, and you can set the timer yourself. If you are afraid of the cold in winter, there is warm air, and the switch is on the wall."

"This is the kitchen... Hey, why did you go? All right, then I'll show you the attic."

"There is a fitness room upstairs. You can come up if you want to exercise. There is a projection wall here. Sometimes friends come to get together. The attic is used for entertainment. There is a rooftop outside. The scenery is not bad. When the weather is good, you can see the stars. .There is a grill on it, but it has not been used for a long time.”

"There are few things in the attic, and there is nothing to see. Come down and show you around my room."

"...Where are you going? Over there is your room."

"Okay, if you don't read it, don't read it, I will treat you as shy."

"Probably that's all. Ask me if you have any questions." After explaining, Hou Zeqi tilted his head and moved his neck, thought for a while and added, "There is a 24-hour convenience store two buildings ahead. If you don’t have anything in stock, you can go and have a look. If there is no stock, there is a large supermarket across the road from the property, which is also very convenient.”

Yang Yue nodded her head, as a response.

He looked around, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he took out his mobile phone and asked, "How much are those things you added? I'll transfer them to you."

Hou Zeqi thought of An Jitian's daily necessities that were not worth much, and smiled: "We're all living together, talking about money hurts feelings."

Yang Yue stubbornly clicked on his WeChat avatar, very ruthless: "The relationship between the two of us has not reached the point where things like money can not distinguish between you and me. How much is it? I will transfer you."

"It's really not much money, just treat it as a gift from me."

Yang Yue urged: "Is there really not much but how much?"

Hou Zeqi couldn't hold back him, so he had to give up: "There should be a receipt in the shopping bag on the coffee table, just take a look."

Yang Yue stopped talking nonsense, went to the living room and turned out the receipt, squatted in front of the coffee table, compared the receipt to complete the decimal point, and turned the whole number over.

Hou Zeqi's trouser pocket immediately vibrated with a "buzz", and he accepted the money with a helpless smile on his face.

Yang Yue's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, staring at his pitch-black profile picture, a short sneer came out of the corner of her mouth: "I thought you would be the kind of person who takes a selfie of your abs in the gym and sets it as your profile picture, no I thought you would be so low-key."

Hou Zeqi raised his eyebrows: "What? Did you see my abs?"

"What a fart," Yang Yue snapped back indifferently: "You just go to the dance academy and pull a boy out to see if anyone has this thing?"

"Oh," Hou Zeqi suddenly lowered his voice, leaned over and asked, "Then... do you have any?"

"..."

Yang Yue flicked her finger on the phone screen and gave him a sideways glance.

"Why are you staring at me?" Hou Zeqi asked.

Yang Yue got up abruptly and walked towards the room, not bothering to say a word of nonsense.

Seeing his appearance, Hou Zeqi became even more teasing, chasing after his back and told him: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to say just now, I am more open-minded, if you want to bring your girlfriend home, I will I don't mind, but it's best not to keep her overnight, my house didn't have sound insulation at the time, I hope you can understand that there is a young single dog living next door."

Yang Yue turned her head and gave him a gouged look, and said angrily, "I don't have a girlfriend."

I can rest assured that.

Of course Hou Zeqi thought so in his heart, and he definitely wouldn't say that. He nodded, and the smile on his lips suddenly became more cunning: "That boyfriend, it's best not to stay overnight."

"You're sick," Yang Yue rubbed her eyebrows, not bothering to talk to him.

Hou Zeqi breathed a sigh of relief in satisfaction: "Then wish us... a happy cohabitation?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand tentatively, and the amber eyes shone with tiny streamers.

Out of politeness, Yang Yue responded lightly, and stretched out her hand to shake him unsuspectingly, but unexpectedly, the other party held his hand tightly, exerted force suddenly, and pulled him close to her chest.

Yang Yue's pupils suddenly dilated: "!"

He resisted subconsciously, but due to the huge disparity in strength between the two, he failed.

Soon, Yang Yue's eyes returned to coldness. He raised his head, stared at the person in front of him without fear, and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"

Hou Zeqi looked down at the child who was flustered inside but calm on the outside, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

His childhood is the young master of Shen Shen Media Entertainment Company, so from a very young age, there are no shortage of good-looking little boys around him, ranging from top stars to fledgling trainees, with good facial features and exquisite appearance. Well, someone with good-looking bones like Yang Yue can't pick out too many.

This child belongs to the type that won't surprise people at first glance, but has enough stamina to make people more and more addicted.

Looking at it from a close distance, except for the big eyes, Yang Yue's other facial features are delicate and small. His lips are small m lips that are thin on the top and thick on the bottom, with a hook at the end of the lips. When he is not smiling, he looks innocent and ruthless.

There is a small mole on the tip of the nose on the right side of the round and full nose, which adds a bit of aura to the cold face.

He looks almost like Ji Wanyu, but he has a pair of sharp eyebrows, neither thick nor miscellaneous, but raised sharply, the peak of his eyebrows is like a sharp blade, making him look arrogant and domineering, like a A beautiful cat with sharp claws and fangs. It is so aggressively beautiful that it exudes the smell of "no strangers are allowed to enter"...

However, Hou Zeqi, a stranger, was not only approaching, but also pinched the "cat's paw" to test repeatedly at the edge of being scratched and bitten. He leaned close to Yang Yue's face, and spewed all the hot and humid breath on the other's face, with a deep and magnetic voice : "You don't look like you like me that much?"

As he spoke, he paused, the corners of his lips twitched, and his eyes were smiling, but he added with a threatening taste: "But I'm like this, I talk a lot, I don't talk much, if I accidentally offend you, I'm sorry Please take it easy."

He took the shameless words for granted, and after he finished speaking, he let go of his hand with a smile in his eyes, turned around and left.

However, when he walked to the door of the room and was about to open the door, his arm was suddenly grabbed, and the person behind him put his shoulders on his shoulders, turned him around and pressed him against the door, with one leg "boom" With a bang, it lifted up and caught his shoulder, and landed on the wooden door behind his shoulder.

The whole process was like flowing clouds and flowing water, and it was done in one go. Even if Hou Zeqi reacted quickly, his eyes widened instantly.

Yang Yue circled him between her arms and the wooden door, raised her sharp chin, stared at the other's deep eyebrows with eyes full of disdain, and responded with a tooth for a tooth.

"Coincidentally, I'm a relatively unreasonable person, with a big temper, and it hurts to beat someone. If I accidentally beat you, please bear with me."

The next day was the official start of school, and he had to go back to school for the grade meeting at night. After finishing his speech calmly, he sneered, turned around and went back to his room.

Hou Zeqi, who hadn't recovered for a long time, was left alone in a mess——

He just...was he "leg-thumped"?

The grade assembly on the eve of the start of school had a lot of content. The counselor stood in front of the students of the whole grade and talked eloquently for more than an hour.

The school season is the busiest period for Yang Yue except for the exam week, because after the military training for freshmen, the school will hold a school-level welcome party, and the dance academy is just the main force of the party.In addition, each college will hold a college-level welcome party in the theater in mid-October, so the number of dance programs to be prepared in advance is very large. Once the tutors of the college are too busy, the task of rehearsal will be natural It fell to those more top-notch graduate students.

And Yang Yue is just one of these students.

Seeing that the hour hand of the clock on the wall was about to point to 8, Yang Yue took a sip of mineral water to satisfy the hunger in his stomach, and pressed the music play button to organize all the students to play the music again.

The squirrel-like crunching sound in his ears recurred again and again, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and directly used the mineral water bottle in his hand to slap the people around him.

"Jiang Haibo, I won't stop you from eating snacks while I'm leading the rehearsal, but can you please stop making such a loud noise?"

The brown-haired boy chewing potato chips was suddenly kicked on the ribs by him, and immediately became unhappy: "Damn, I've been waiting for you since the meal time, brother! I'm almost starving to death, and you won't let me Did you eat some potato chips?"

He is fair-looking, and his voice is also uniquely soft and glutinous. When he scolds people, he does not appear to be tough, but rather reveals a bit of soft and contrived sissy.

Yang Yue annoys him the most when he meets a man, holding his voice in his throat, and retorts mercilessly in front of a room full of boys who are playing music together: "Can't you smell the smell of their sweat and their feet in this classroom?" Is it smelly? Thanks to you, you can eat it so delicious."

Jiang Haibo, who stood aside and looked at the handsome guy, grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into his mouth: "You are the only one who smells delicious! You smell like a fairy! Shut up now, why are you catching whoever you are every day?" .”

Yang Yue chewed on potato chips and muttered: "You're not too fuzzy, why don't you spray a catty of perfume?"

"You know what a fart, our national standard class dances with women in our arms every day, and what we pay attention to is to use our own perfume to overwhelm other people's perfume," Jiang Haibo said.

Listening to his serious nonsense, Yang Yue suddenly remembered something and asked him: "Do you have a senior sister who buys perfume in Australia? You ask her to recommend a women's perfume and buy a bottle for me."

Jiang Haibo was shocked: "Fuck me, why do you want a female fragrance? Are you in a relationship?"

"Don't talk about it," Yang Yue said, "My mother celebrates her birthday."