my brother is not cute at all

"Have you learned it?" The deep voice was like a xylophone with a provocative tone, gently tapping on Yang Yue's eardrums.

When she tilted her head, her fluttering lips even inadvertently rubbed against the sensitive and fragile skin on the tip of her ear.

"If we can't learn it, we can do it again. No matter what we learn, I will teach and meet here."

Yang Yue's brain was blank, and the nerves in the pinna were throbbing wildly due to the hot congestion, with a numb itching.

Is this person crazy to use teaching as an excuse to do such intimate actions under the eyes of so many parents?

His heart was pounding, he twisted his shoulders calmly and struggled out of the embrace behind him, his speech was so flustered that he stuttered.

"Yes, yes."

Hou Zeqi's light-colored eyes were stained with a smile, and then he let him go: "You really know it? Then try it yourself."

The back of her hands that had been baked by the warm palms trembled slightly as if they were about to burn, Yang Yue took a deep breath, put on a calm look and started to work.

Take the dough, put the meat stuffing in it, fold it in half and press the sides, then hug both sides and squeeze toward the middle——

"Little cousin, I found that there is a big difference in height between you and my cousin. He hugged you like that just now, as if he was in an idol drama."

"!"

Tong Tong's words were not surprising, and Yang Yue shook her hand, and the meat was overflowing with a puff, and when she lowered her head again, the dumplings in her hand exploded vigorously again.

"..."

Hou Zeqi let out a short chuckle and questioned: "Are you sure?"

"I may not have woken up a bit, I'll go wash my face and come back."

After Yang Yue finished speaking, she slid away amidst the barbell-like laughter.

The mirror in front of the washstand clearly illuminated his red-stained cheeks under the bright light strip, and the images of his flushed face turned into turbulent blood roaring and burning his central nervous system frame by frame.

This level of physical contact can make you blush and heartbeat like this, it's really worthless.

Yang Yue bit her nails in her teeth, cursing secretly.

But I didn't realize before that the muscles in that man's chest were so wide and soft. When he was hugged tightly from behind, through the thin material, the temperature transmitted from the chest and the tight chest muscles were like a strong The backing gave him a great sense of security.If you feel it carefully, you can even clearly hear the sonorous and powerful heartbeat, hitting his heart one by one.

The door behind him was pulled open with a bang, and the person being scolded walked in swaggeringly. Seeing that he was gnawing his fingernails and staring at the mirror, he was distracted, and he was immediately happy.

"Didn't you say come over and wash your face? Why are you eating your hands?"

Yang Yue regained consciousness immediately, hid her hands in the pockets of her pajama pants at home, and lied: "No, I have spots under my nails."

"Then you gnawed so much, didn't you get mud in your mouth?"

"can you?"

"Yes, otherwise I'll check it for you?" Hou Zeqi came over and held his face with both hands and gently lifted it up. Facing the bright mirror light, his already thick eyelashes looked even more fluffy. His deep shallow pupils are as affectionate as a pool of spring water that drowns a person, shining with soul-stirring waves.

"Oh," Yang Yue was distracted by this look for some reason, stuck out the tip of her tongue in a daze, and hummed inarticulately: "Yes?"

The flexible and pink tip of the tongue is shining with a soft luster, like a sweet strawberry jelly, which seems to melt into a raging tenderness when swallowed in the mouth, and then enters the heart all the way along the throat, blooming a soul-stirring flower Come.

Hou Zeqi's eyes sank, and he couldn't wait to lean over to take it into his mouth...

"Well……"

Sure enough, there was a sweet muffled hum in the air.

The strawberry fudge falls into the hot syrup, and after lingering with it, it melts into a sweet torrent, pouring in every corner of the mouth.

Yang Yue's eyes widened, she pressed against his chest and pushed him away a little bit!

"You!" He leaned back against the sink, leaned his upper body back as hard as he could, stared at those deep eyes and roared angrily, "There are parents outside! Are you crazy!"

This is the bathroom closest to the kitchen, and the sky is bright and bright in broad daylight. This person hugged him to do such shameless things without closing the door!

There must be a limit to madness, right? !

"Who told you to seduce me? The little tongue is so soft, you insist on sticking it out."

Hou Zeqi smiled and rolled his eyes, as if it was his style, with a lack of strength in his bones, and full of evil intentions hidden under his gentle skin.

Isn't that what you want to check? !

Yang Yue couldn't refute, her teeth were itchy with anger.

Then he snorted coldly: "You did it on purpose? I think you just want to take advantage of me."

Hou Zeqi lowered his eyes and signaled: "Aren't you too? You touched my chest muscles just to play hooligans?"

i fuck...

Yang Yue withdrew her hand as if scalded by a red-hot iron plate.

"Let go, don't strangle me."

He knew that he couldn't beat this man himself, so he could only squeeze out of his arms, turn around and turn on the faucet.

Hou Zeqi steadfastly stuck it up from behind, leaning against his shoulder with his strong chest, and continued to say: "Come on, keep playing, don't you like it? I'll let you play."

"Hey you!" Yang Yue was almost pushed into the sink by his strong chest like a wall, and laughed helplessly: "Don't push me! Are you crazy? Why are you such a rascal?"

Hands that were slightly thinner than ordinary people were washed under the strong water flow. Hou Zeqi wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, squeezed hand sanitizer to cover his hands, and scrubbed them carefully, as if washing a very Cherished treasure.

"Rogues are idle and unreasonable. What do you mean I can be unreasonable in whatever I do to you?"

"What are you doing? You'd better get out and cook. Why don't you just run over and be lazy when you're done making dumplings?"

"It's almost enough. I have to eat other dishes at night, so don't pack too much."

Hou Zeqi inserted five fingers into Yang Yue's fingers and rubbed them up and down.

Yang Yue raised her head enjoying herself, looked at the two figures embracing each other in the mirror and asked, "Then do you want to do it?"

"You want to eat what I made?" Hou Zeqi asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Yang Yue didn't even think about it: "Egg rolls with ham."

Hou Zeqi didn't hold back, and let out a "puchi".

Seeing the meaningful smile in his eyes, Yang Yue immediately understood something, and hurriedly elbowed him and growled: "I'm talking about breakfast! Don't think wrong!"

"Okay, okay," Hou Zeqi pulled his hand under the faucet to rinse it, lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the top of his hair: "I'll go and do it for you right now."

Yang Yue is satisfied.

I ate egg rolls and ham as I wished. In addition, when the chef of the star hotel made a move, a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was presented on the table, everything was mouth-watering.

The fish head with chopped pepper is bright red in color, spicy and delicious, and the meat is tender, soft and glutinous, which melts in the mouth, symbolizing prosperity.

The pork ribs steamed with flour are soft and tasty, soft in the mouth, and the meat is fragrant and tender, fat but not greasy, which symbolizes prosperity.

The sweet and sour meatballs are charred on the outside and tender on the inside, fresh and crispy, and the sauce is full in color, sweet and sour, symbolizing wealth.

The squirrel mandarin fish is crispy and tender, sweet and sour, and its stunning shape looks like a blooming epiphyllum on the table, symbolizing surplus every year.

The glutinous rice eight-treasure chicken is crispy and fragrant. The soft glutinous rice has a fragrance when you bite it down. It is served with a wishful egg roll wrapped in ham, which symbolizes good luck.

The sweet-scented osmanthus sweet potato cake is sweet and delicious. The steamed sweet potatoes are soft, and the rice cakes are boiled with a springy texture. One bite will leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth, and the aftertaste is endless, which symbolizes every step of the way.

Pearl glutinous rice balls are covered with lotus leaves and adorned with goji berries. The glutinous rice is soft and sweet, and the pork balls are tender and soft, symbolizing the harmony and beauty of a family.

The bamboo fungus pork ribs soup stewed for several hours is salty and delicious. The hairy crab paste with the simplest cooking method is full of yellow fat. The most attractive color is Yang Yue’s favorite braised red shrimp and Tongtong’s favorite braised pork with fermented bean curd. The greasy ones include cabbage sum in oyster sauce, shark fin baby vegetables, and crab roe tofu.

The family chatted and laughed happily while pushing cups and changing glasses. The luxurious glazed dining lamps shone bright light on everyone's smiling faces. Yang Yue saw Hou Chenghai negotiating with the second aunt through the large dining table. Business, Ji Wanyu chatted with the second uncle about western food and western art, and Tongtong quarreled with Hou Zeqi, feeling dazed for a while.

Everyone is laughing and shining.

It turned out that those nightmarish images haunting him like a dream have quietly gone away. From the time when the red tassel was hooked around the opal cufflinks, his life began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

From that day on, he had a lover and a home.

It took nearly two hours to eat a meal, full of wine and food, Yang Yue ran up the stairs for half an hour with his belly on his stomach.

The parents gathered in the chess and card room to drink tea and play mahjong, and Tongtong slumped on the sofa beside her, yelling at the handsome men and women at the Spring Festival Gala.

Yang Yue was sweating lightly on his back, went to take a very comfortable hot bath, dried his hair, but sat on the cushioned bay window, too lazy to move.

Thinking of bringing a gift to Yang Wenkang to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow morning, he simply dialed Yang Xing's phone number, and the two brothers chatted away for half an hour. We're done talking.

"I don't know what's wrong. Anyway, Dad received a courier in the afternoon. After reading it, he kept a gloomy face. He didn't smile during the whole New Year's Eve dinner. I was so scared that I couldn't even put the meat in front of him. I didn’t even dare to pinch the tofu.”

On the other end of the phone, Yang Xing plugged in his earphones, playing games while listening to the phone, recalling the scene of the afternoon in his mind, complaining uninterruptedly, multitasking, and wondering if his teammates would poke and scold him secretly A bloody head.

"But it doesn't matter, anyway, every New Year's day at home is not comfortable, 360 days a year, they have to quarrel at the dinner table for at least [-] days, I'm used to it," Yang Xing sighed, and said in relief: " I just need to eat and drink, and don’t take things to heart when I encounter problems. When I become an adult and become financially independent, I won’t be living in this broken house.”

"Then you have to be able to be independent." Yang Yue didn't want to pour cold water on him after the New Year's Eve, but just said: "Don't play too late, and write your winter vacation homework when you have time. I bought the spicy food you like. Duck tongue and egg yolk crisps, I will see you tomorrow."

"Oh, you are really my brother! I love you so much!" Yang Xing shouted at the top of his voice, and blew a loud kiss to the receiver.

Yang Yue got goosebumps all over the ground, and hung up the phone while laughing and cursing.

The sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom stopped, the sliding door opened and closed with a clatter, and then the familiar subwoofer sounded from behind.

"Xiaoyue? Why are you sitting by the window? Is it cold?"

Yang Yue stared at the call duration on the phone screen, and answered casually: "It's not cold, Tongtong said that there will be fireworks at midnight every year at the resort, I'll sit here and wait."

After exiting the interface and pressing the lock screen, a soft blanket came up behind him with a warm body temperature, wrapping him tightly in a pocket.

"Put it on, don't catch a cold."

"Hiss!" Yang Yue threw down the phone and picked up the blanket: "Don't cover my head, you're pressing my hair."

"Okay, okay, I apologize to you," Hou Zeqi giggled happily, rubbing his soft and straight black hair like a pet: "Jinggui is dead, you are already handsome, and you still look good." Hair like a little girl's."

"You're looking for death!" Yang Yue slapped his short paws away, and stared at him rather horizontally: "Do you know that men's heads and women's waists are not allowed to touch casually?"

"Oh~" Hou Zeqi laughed limply, and pushed Yang Yue down on the bay window with his big hand.

The fragrance after bathing was wrapped in strong and aggressive hormones and rushed into Yang Yue's nasal cavity. His deep eyebrows and eyes covered with water vapor were like intoxicating amber in the lonely night, shining with breathtaking waves.

"Then Xiaoyue's waist, can I touch it casually?"

"..."

"Ask you something, can I?"

Only then did Yang Yue realize that he had dug a hole for himself to jump into. He held his breath and stared at the eyes that made him sink deeply. After a long time, he whispered a few words through his teeth.

"……Can't."

Hou Zeqi smiled lowly: "So my Xiaoyue is a woman? Then I have to check it carefully."

He was talking nonsense, and his hands were more aggressively inserted into the hem of his clothes, touching along the smooth and firm skin, the place he passed seemed to be on fire, making Yang Yue tremble uncontrollably.

The fingertips with thin calluses left by typing on the keyboard for many years swept across the softest skin on the inside of the hip bones, like sparks falling on soft snow, itching Yang Yue's lower back suddenly!

"Hey, don't make trouble!" His eyes were staring like a cat in the night, shining brightly and viciously, and even the end of the scolding was trembling with itch: "...Go down!"

Hou Zeqi didn't move, just smiled silently and bent a pair of bright eyes.

"I let you go down!"

Impatient, Yang Yue bent her knees and hit his ribs on the side of his waist at an extremely tricky angle.

Not only did Hou Zeqi remain motionless, but he continued to bombard him with inhumane subwoofers.

"Xiaoyue, did I say in the kitchen this afternoon that the tuition for making dumplings is owed first?"

Yang Yue didn't know what kind of tricks this person was trying to play, so she just asked, "How much do you want?"

"I don't want money," Hou Zeqi said, "I want your first kiss."

Yang Yue laughed angrily: "It's gone, don't you know who stole it from me?"

"Oh, so it's gone," Hou Zeqi pretended to be disappointed.

Yang Yue was amused by his hypocritical acting skills.

In the next second, Hou Zeqi leaned down, and pressed his ear to his ear with his warm body temperature and scorching breath: "Then what else do you have to pay me for my tuition?"

Yang Yue couldn't laugh for a moment.

"I……"

A beam of flames suddenly sprang up in the sky in the distance, and with a bang, fireworks exploded all over the sky!

It's fireworks!

Yang Yue and Hou Zeqi turned their heads at the same time, the rustling golden light hadn't dissipated yet, the turbulent and interlaced flames flew up again, and after the impact, brilliant and bright brilliance burst out, all reflected in the bottom of their pupils.

"...It's fireworks," Yang Yue looked at the colorful sky at the end of the sky, and felt complicated in her heart.

It seems that he has not seen fireworks for many years, or that he has not looked forward to fireworks for a long time.

In a trance, he seemed to see a small shadow in the flowing light through the long river of time. He curled up in the cold and dark attic, guarding a small narrow window, looking at the fireworks in the distance with endless longing .

"Well, there are regulations on the air quality here on Mount Bi, so you can only let it go for 1 minute every year."

Hou Zeqi's side face was covered with flowing fire and crashed into the depths of Yang Yue's eyes. The mottled fire light sprinkled on the bottom of the amber pupils and fell on his heart, shattering into thousands of soul-stirring tenderness.

1 minute is very short, but it is enough for him to remember this person for a lifetime.

"Brother," he called him softly.

"Ok?"

"Besides the first kiss, you are still the first love I will remember in my life."

Another firework suddenly bloomed in the night sky, and he leaned over to press a kiss on the side face that made him sink into madness——

"Happy New Year, my first love."