my brother is not cute at all

Ji Wanyu's birthday is at the beginning of September. When Yang Yue was still young, Yang Wenkang would help her celebrate her birthday every year, but the two elder brothers would use various methods to mix up the birthday party. Miss her birthday.But Yang Yue would help her prepare a birthday gift every year, from paper-folded roses, handwritten greeting cards, to today's make-up, perfume and skin care products, he has been doing his best to make Ji Wanyu happy in obscurity.

He has always been clear that although his brother and father are bastards, Ji Wanyu is always innocent. She has no one to favor or love her, so he can only use his insignificant strength to be the one who protects her.

Ji Wanyu's birthday happened to be on a Friday. Yang Yue deliberately ended the rehearsal early. He didn't want to bother the driver and was going to squeeze the subway back to Mount Bishan by himself, but before he left the dance academy, he received a string of license plate numbers from her, telling him that he had Someone came to pick him up at the back door of the school.

Yang Yue took a quick glance and memorized it by heart. While talking with her senior sister on the phone to discuss the sorting of the program list, she walked out of the back door of the school.Before I found the one waiting for me in the long row of private cars, I heard the students coming in and out of the school gate expressing their emotions.

"Our school is not a film school. When will there be a luxury car at the school gate to pick up people?"

"Who knows, are you here to pick up students from the Dance Academy?"

"Maybe, our school also has the most beautiful sisters in the dance academy."

"I kind of want to see how beautiful my sister can sit in a McLaren..."

McLaren?

Yang Yue looked up, and sure enough, she caught sight of the silver-gray sports car among the row of private cars at the door, and looked down, the bright license plate number was the one that Ji Wanyu sent her.

Yang Yue: "..."

There was a brief blank in the mind, Yang Yue bit the bullet and knocked on the car window under the expectant eyes of the crowd.

Hou Zeqi lowered the car window, his deep eyebrows were very handsome and compelling, but when he opened his mouth, he wanted to be punched directly.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

Yang Yue pointed to the phone receiver, gave him a warning look, and then opened the door and got into the car.

"Senior Sister, I understand that you girls want to go back to the dormitory to take off your make-up and take a shower early before putting the show on the front, but you also have to consider the overall effect of the party. The opening poem recitation was originally slow-paced, and it was all supported by the beauty of the stage. At this time, a female group dance of the same type will easily make the audience feel fatigued, while the boys’ group dance happens to have a cheerful rhythm, and the big dance section is just used to warm up the scene, so the rhythm of the stage behind will be much easier to control.”

Hou Zeqi saw that people were talking on the phone seriously, so he didn't want to talk to him at all, so he could only make fun of himself.

Yang Yue glanced at him amidst his extremely short self-mockery, Hou Zeqi seized the opportunity to point to the seat belt, and silently mouthed to remind him.

Holding the phone, Yang Yue pulled the seat belt with one hand. Because her posture was too awkward, the seat belt flew back before it could be buckled into the slot smoothly.

Yang Yue: "..."

Hou Zeqi immediately burst out laughing, Yang Yue ignored him, and clamped the phone in the side of her face and shoulder.

"If I remember correctly, the main theme of the climax of your women's group dance is Hongyan, right? This has a good meaning, and you have all the costumes and dances, and the finale is the most—"

He reached back to touch the seat belt, and as soon as his fingertips touched the metal buckle, Hou Zeqi pulled out the seat belt before him.

The moment he leaned over, the fresh and cold Guanghuo Muxiang rushed into Yang Yue's nasal cavity, making him stuck for a moment. slot.

The other end of the phone is still asking: "The most...? Brother, what is the most?"

Yeah, most what?

Yang Yue forgot the words in an instant, all she could think about was that the usual seductive plots in this kind of idol drama could make him meet one day?The most important thing is that he really forgot what he just said.

Yang Yue: "The most... the most suitable—"

Hou Zeqi turned on the light, stepped on the accelerator with a bang, and Yang Yue's back slammed into the soft and high-grade seat back by inertia!

"!" He couldn't help cursing secretly.

The senior sister on the other end of the phone looked confused: "Brother?"

"I'm fine, let's not talk about it, let's meet and talk later."

Hou Zeqi was afraid that it would be too late and catch up with the traffic jam, so he drove all the way back to Lishan, but he didn't know that he had already been scolded bloody in his heart by the child in the co-pilot.

After ringing the doorbell, it was a fat little girl who opened the door, Qi Liuhai, Princess Cut, wearing a small dark blue rhinestone headband on her head. The moment she opened the door, she first met Yang Yue's eyes, and then Excitedly turned around and screamed: "Mom! The little cousin is here!"

Little...cousin?

Yang Yue suddenly remembered that on the first night of living in Lishan, Hou Zeqi joked that he was the foster husband of Tong, and then suddenly realized that this fat little girl was his cousin.

Hou Zeqi took him into the house, and after changing the shoes, he stretched out his long hand and grabbed the little girl by the back of her neck.

"Let me introduce, the little fat man who opened the door is my cousin, Tongtong."

"Who is the little fat man?!" The little girl was not happy when she heard that, Zhang Yawu jumped over and punched Hou Zeqi on the back fiercely, and at the end he patched a hole on his calf bone. foot.

Hou Zeqi frowned in pain: "Hiss, it's not big or small, is it?"

Seeing Hou Zeqi's deflated look, Yang Yue snorted.

Although he is much shorter than Hou Zeqi in height, it can't change the fact that he is a handsome guy in the young girl's heart.

Seeing this smile, Tongtong blushed, gritted her teeth and hid behind Hou Zeqi's back and muttered: "Can't you give me some face in front of others?"

Hou Zeqi laughed at her: "You have such a big face, do you still need me to give you face?"

Tongtong covered her face and jumped up: "Do I have a big face?"

"Not big," Yang Yue saw that the two of them were about to choke, and said before Hou Zeqi could speak, "It's quite cute."

The two people who were confronting each other heard this, and both turned their heads. One was dumbfounded, and the other smiled.

Tongtong, who was stunned for a few seconds, was the first to react, covered her face and ran away shyly with an "ow".

Ji Wanyu, who was setting the table and chopsticks in the restaurant, heard the commotion here, came out and smiled: "You two really know how to get stuck in the meal, it's time for dinner, go change your clothes, wash your hands and sit down."

Yang Yue nodded, and walked quickly towards the stairs. When passing by Hou Zeqi, the other party suddenly bent down and approached his ear.

He froze for a moment, his feet froze in place.

Hou Zeqi seized the opportunity, lowered his voice and sighed softly in his ear: "Little cousin is so good at it."

Fuck!

"Crazy," Yang Yue raised her head and gave him a hard look, then pushed the person away, then thought of the scent of fenugreek rushing into the nostrils when the seat belt was fastened on the car, her ears twitched, and they all turned red.

Ji Wanyu's birthday was not held in a grand manner, Hou Chenghai just invited all the closest family members around, gave a brief introduction one by one, and everyone sat down, chatting and laughing about the daily life.

It is said that brothers and sisters are enemies, and sure enough, Tongtong and Hou Zeqi kept bickering during the meal, and the parents who were chatting couldn't help but keep laughing.

such as--

Tongtong: "Little cousin, what high school do you go to? Where do you go to school?"

Hou Zeqi: "What do you look at? My younger brother is a top student. He is only 20 years old and he is in the second year of graduate school. Don't ask the school. If you ask, you won't pass the exam."

Tongtong: "..."

such as--

Tongtong: "Little cousin, you are so handsome, do you have a girlfriend?"

Hou Zeqi: "Is there any relationship with you if you have a girlfriend? No, and I won't look for you."

Tongtong: "..."

Another example--

Tongtong: "Little cousin, I heard that you dance well, what kind of dance do you know?"

Hou Zeqi: "You who only know how to do radio gymnastics, did you understand what I told you?"

Tongtong finally couldn't bear it anymore and slapped the table: "Hou Zeqi! Did I ask you?"

Hou Zeqi shrugged.

Yang Yue swallowed the food in her mouth, pinched the chopsticks and explained to her: "I studied choreography, and I have to be exposed to all kinds of dances. When I was in the middle school, I had two years of ballet and four years of classical. In college, I mainly studied modern dance. I have always had folk dance. I don’t know many ethnic groups, maybe only a dozen or so.”

These words are enough to make ordinary people dumbfounded, but every sentence is Yang Yue's truth.

Tongtong held her little round face on the side, with a look of obsession with a little fan girl: "It's amazing..."

"No wonder, I watched you dance at the wedding that day, and I thought this kid was really strong." Tongtong's mother was also a little surprised after hearing this: "You can dance like this, you have put a lot of effort behind it, right?"

Yang Yue has always been bad at communicating with her parents, and now she lowered her eyes and replied, "It's okay."

"He was not in good health when he was young, and his personality was very shy. I originally wanted him to learn to dance and exercise his body, and to get in touch with classmates with lively personalities." Ji Wanyu smiled softly, and explained: "As a result, he has been I like it, and I can't stop it."

After hearing this, Tongtong's mother immediately chatted with Ji Wanyu about their children, Yang Yue heaved a sigh of relief, bowed her head and continued to eat.

Tongtong continued to ask him: "Then, little cousin, if I want to lose weight, what kind of dance should I learn—ah! My ribs!"

While talking, she went to pick up the last piece of sweet and sour pork ribs on the plate, but Hou Zeqi snatched it first.

"You better keep your mouth shut if you want to lose weight," he sneered, dodging the chopsticks that Tongtong was trying to grab.

Tongtong said angrily: "Don't you not like sweets?"

Hou Zeqi was happy, and put the ribs into Yang Yue's bowl: "I won't eat it, I don't want you to eat it."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head with a smile, and added to Yang Yue: "Eat more, you look thin."

Yang Yue looked at Tongtong's angry look with some embarrassment, and said against her will: "I don't like sweets too much."

"He just likes to bully others! Little cousin, you have to be careful of him in the future!" Tongtong said this with righteous indignation, suddenly discouraged, and asked a little wronged: "Little cousin, am I really fat?"

Yang Yue looked at Tongtong's chubby arms, and thought about those students in her class who were slender but she was told to lose weight all day long, and continued to comfort her against her will: "I think it's pretty good."

After finishing the words, Zeqi turned his head to look at him, he didn't speak, but smiled with an incomprehensible expression on his face.

Tongtong held her small round face and continued to ask: "Hey little cousin, how much do you weigh?"

Yang Yue looked at Hou Zeqi who was holding back a smile, hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth: "I should be able to weigh a hundred catties if I'm full."

Tongtong: "..."

Hou Zeqi finally couldn't hold back anymore, and burst out laughing, ignoring Tongtong who was stunned by his side. Tongtong's parents listened, and laughed unkindly.

The little girl feigned anger and slapped Hou Zeqi hard on the back: "Why are you laughing!"

"Hey! Be honest, this slap of yours is thirty catties heavier than others." Hou Zeqi got a slap on the back, but turned back without showing any weakness.

"You—!" Tongtong couldn't bear it any longer, and dropped her chopsticks aggrievedly: "Don't eat!"

Hou Zeqi smiled: "Okay, everyone has almost eaten their meals, I'll go to the refrigerator and bring out the cake."

Tong Tong immediately changed her words: "I will eat!!!"

The people at the dinner table finally couldn't hold back, and they all laughed together happily.

The author says:

The new year is coming soon, and in 2021, I wish all the babies out of poverty, without hair loss, and become thinner, more beautiful and richer.

I am very happy that my works and characters can accompany you through 2020. In the new year, I will try my best to create warmer works to accompany you. I know this road will be long, but I will continue to love Keep going on the road.

Thank you to every reader for your company, I wish you a happy new year and all the best.