my brother is not cute at all

(Before 1500 is omitted)

When the afternoon sun turned into a soft band of light and shone straight in, Hou Zeqi shook off the broken light falling from his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyelids. The ancestor in his arms was very tired last night, and it was rare that he didn't punch He didn't kick his legs, just nestled on his chest and fell asleep peacefully, his poor shape made him shrink there like a soft and small milk ball.

Unable to bear the itch, Hou Zeqi kissed the little mole on the tip of his nose, and got off the bed softly.

After filling his stomach with half a glass of warm water, he glanced at the time on his phone—12:35pm.

It's time for dinner.

Thinking that his ancestor only ate three bowls of porridge last night and missed a breakfast, Hou Zeqi finally regained his conscience, changed into clean and casual clothes, picked up his mobile phone room card and went out.

There is a small Hong Kong-style tea restaurant in the southwest corner of the Chinese restaurant. The morning tea and congee in it are quite light. He packed some, and when he turned his head with large and small lunch boxes, he saw a table not far away. Sitting there was a Heisha god with a healthy complexion that was so outstanding that he was concentrating on picking the shredded ginger in the lean corn porridge.

The same situation made him immediately understand what this person did last night, so he walked over to say hello.

"What a coincidence, are you alone?"

The tall figure stood in front of the table, Qin Yu lightly raised his eyelids for a glance, and continued to pick shredded ginger from the lunch box.

Indifferently asked: "Why? Do you want to share a table?"

Hou Zeqi smirked and said, "How hard am I to think about it? Do you have to do something that affects your appetite?"

Qin An was so angry that he stacked his chopsticks, frowned and asked, "Are you fucking okay?"

"Is there any anti-swelling ointment? Use it for me," Hou Zeqi was not polite to him at all.

"Fuck," Qin An was convinced by how fucked up this man was, pointed at his nose and scolded, "You really don't do anything with people."

"Let's be each other," Hou Zeqi showed a very handsome and sinister smile, and he should admit it.

Following all the way to the door of the high-end suite, Qin An went back to the room to rummage for a while, then came out and threw an unopened tube of ointment into Hou Zeqi's hand.

"Give it off to you, for the sake of your birthday today, let's take it as a little kindness from Dad."

"Thank you," Hou Zeqi flipped through the medicine ingredients and allergic reactions on the medicine box, and said, "I ran all the way to my private island to give me a box of ointment. You are really giving a small gift from thousands of miles away. The gift is light and the affection is heavy." , I appreciate this filial piety."

Qin An: "Fuck off, I came here for Valentine's Day to find a place where the paparazzi can't take pictures."

Sure enough, being too famous is such a troublesome thing, if you don’t pay attention to it, a hot search can cause a sensation all over the Internet. After thinking about it, Hou Zeqi felt very sympathetic, but laughed unkindly.

"Then what are you two going to do in the afternoon? The private hot spring and Thai massage here are very famous, do you want to try it together?" he asked.

Qin Yu was startled immediately: "You've already used the anti-swelling ointment for home use, but you're still planning to go to the hot spring? Are you still human?"

"You know what, the hot spring reduces inflammation," Hou Zeqi said.

Qin An suddenly stopped talking, was silent for a moment, and suddenly patted Hou Zeqi's shoulder seriously: "What time is it in the afternoon? Send me the time and address."

Hou Zeqi: "..."

You are actually quite inhuman, right?

When he returned to the suite with the ointment and the packed lunch, Yang Yue was still sleeping. He seemed to be warmed by the afternoon sun. He kicked off a section of the quilt to reveal his thin and round shoulders, which were exposed in the air. The white and moist color is very similar to the fine suet jade hanging from the red rope around the neck, with a little red plum-like hickey on it.

Hou Zeqi leaned over to take a look, and through the thin skin, he could even clearly see the pattern of capillaries blooming on it.

It's strange, when I teased him last night, I didn't feel that I slapped him so hard. So this ancestor with thin skin and tender flesh was so delicate?

Hou Zeqi was curious, and like a thief slowly opened the silk to inspect other delicate parts of his body...

The skin that was touched flinched, trembling in his sleep, and then the strong wind hit his ears, before he had time to react, a loud slap exploded on his face——

"Snapped!"

There was a buzzing sound in Hou Zeqi's head.

Yang Yue's slap is a real slap, different from the flirting and cursing of other young couples, he slaps the person with a concussion in the posture of blowing your brains away.

With a palm down, the crisp sound made him wake up a bit, and he was told to pull up the silk slipping down his waist in a panic, barely covering the red marks all over his body, his sleepy eyes were a bit clear, he The opening of the mouth is a complaint, and the voice is like a handful of rough sugar sprinkled in the throat, with a soft and greasy ending in the hoarseness.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

For a couple of seconds, Hou Zeqi even felt that there were colorful and golden unidentified floating objects flying in front of his eyes.

The next day, the young lovers will spend the next day in the gentle village, Qingqing, I, and I have a deep love, and the love may be revived when the love is deep. Adding a new firewood to his head, he is fine, he changes his tricks and works diligently all night To coax the ancestors to be happy, the next day he was slapped hard before even getting a sweet kiss from his mother.

What kind of unreasonable little bastard did this mother meet?

Thinking of this, Hou Zeqi felt aggrieved, and couldn't help feeling sad. He clutched his swollen cheekbones and said in a temperless manner: "Ancestor, let me say that you can raise your hand to beat people before you wake up, can you?" change?"

The aftermath of the turbulence still seeps into the bone marrow so thick that it cannot be melted away, Yang Yue's whole body seems to have been constricted, the numbness and soreness of the waist is eroding the tailbone one after another, and she has already dressed herself up before her eyes. On the contrary, the glamorous dog man looked radiant, and he felt angry for a while, and his mouth curled up.

"You deserve it, who told you to sneak around there to watch."

"I'm worried about your health, so I check it for you. Look, I bought you all the swelling ointment," Hou Zeqi said, shining the things he just looted in his hands.

Yang Yue just took a glance and said coldly: "Can you still buy domestic products on this island? Are you lying to ghosts?"

Hou Zeqi: "..."

"Well, I actually begged for it from yesterday's Heisha God. In order to show off his glory in front of his boyfriend yesterday, he won me and mocked my abs. Ask me to take a bath in the hot spring, and let me book him the most high-end spa massage technician," he was defeated, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, acting like he was real.

"Spambling in hot springs is such a private matter, can we make an appointment casually?" Yang Yue's anger rose faster than a rocket as soon as her possessiveness came up.

What is the confidence to speak if the abs are not as good-looking as his?

As far as muscle curves and muscle strength are concerned, my boyfriend has an absolute racial advantage. With a thick-faced mixed-race face and a body proportion that hangs a lot of people, can it be compared with any random person?

"So I have to take you with me," Hou Zeqi said.

"You gave me such a good impression, you actually have the face to take me to a hot spring? Do you want others to see what kind of beast you are?" Yang Yue said angrily.

"What you said, of course not," Hou Ze said nonchalantly, "Did you forget? Today is my birthday, and the hot spring club here will send a chocolate mousse cake. The seasonal fruit on it is strawberries." .”

Yang Yue silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, doubtful: "Chocolate mousse cake...is it delicious?"

"Well, this island is rich in cocoa and is one of the origins of chocolate. You can taste the difference from the chocolate you usually eat," Hou Zeqi said.

"Aren't they all chocolates? What's the difference..." Yang Yue muttered in a low voice, and then said, "Just try it."

This duplicity and arrogance made Hou Zeqi's love miserable.

With the chocolate mousse cake hanging on the glutton in her stomach, Yang Yue absent-mindedly ate a few mouthfuls of the bland vegetable porridge, then struggled out of bed impatiently, and beat Hou Zeqi arrogantly before lifting the quilt go out.

The waist is sore and weak, and the footsteps are flimsy. Every step at the beginning is like stepping on the soft clouds, which has no sense of reality. It is not until I walk into the bathroom that I gradually regain the feeling of my legs. Looking at the half of my body in the mirror, Yang Yue He almost scolded his mother on the spot.

This indiscriminate beast, dogs are not as good as he can chew!

Hou Zeqi's great achievements in different colors are gaudy and colorful on the jade white skin, red like fire, pink like rosy clouds, green and purple like one piece, those who don't know may think that he has experienced some kind of large-scale domestic violence scene.

Of course, the culprit is not much better, the lines on the strong and strong shoulder muscles are all Yang Yue's proud work, and the continuous and undulating bloodstains, if more different paints are applied in the creation, The visual impact will definitely be as fashionable and cool as painting a dragon on the left and a rainbow on the right. As for the fresh tooth marks on the shoulders and neck, it is definitely a wonderful finishing touch.

The moment the trendy jersey was taken off in the dressing room, Qin An looked him up and down sympathetically, and laughed gloatingly.

He joked: "Hey, you have a cat? If you scratch it like this, you will have a tetanus, right?"

Although the private locker room was fairly spacious, it was a closed environment after all. His sarcasm floated into Yang Yue's ears verbatim, in exchange for a cold and short snort.

So he glanced at Yu Nan beside him, and taunted back without showing any weakness: "Hmph, then this brother has been gnawed like this, and I haven't seen anyone take him to get a rabies vaccine."

He knew that his ancestor was a restless and irritable person, but Hou Zeqi never thought that he would even dare to provoke a stunned young man like Qin An, so he just reminded him in a low voice: "Xiaoyue, don't talk nonsense..."

Seeing that he was well-behaved, Qin An obviously didn't want to argue with someone who looked like a child. Instead of getting angry, he was even amused.

"You kid, you are not big, and you have a big temper."

An understatement of words instantly ignited the leads hidden deep in Yang Yue's heart, and a raging fire quickly filled his chest cavity like a prairie fire.

Who is he?Humanoid self-propelled small steel cannon, the most annoying person with a small mouth is someone who tells some big truths.

There are three things in life that can offend his Ni Lin, one is to greet his family, the other is to criticize his works, and the third is to personally attack his height.

"Compared to you, you look a little smaller. After all, brother, you are tall and leggy, and your hairline is even higher than mine." The small mouth with vigor turned on the revenge mode, and Yang Yue hit Qin An's life with an atomic bomb. .

Qin Yu: "..."

"Me?" He pointed at himself in disbelief, and after being dazed for two seconds, he asked Yu Nan aggrievedly: "Do I look bald?"

Yang Yue fanned the flames: "Eat more walnuts, black beans, and black sesame seeds, which can effectively prevent middle-aged hair loss."

Qin Yu was even more excited: "Do I look like a middle-aged person who will lose his head?!"

Yu Nan jumped up and held him down, "Don't get excited! Be good! Don't listen to other people's nonsense, you're not bald!"

Qin An: "Don't comfort me, tell the truth."

"Honestly! Your hair is so thick, really! Look at you piercing my thigh so red last night, it hasn't gone away until now..."

In order to prove it to him, Yu Nan reached out to lift the hem of her bathrobe while talking.

Hold?Is this fucking something kids can watch?

How fast is Hou Zeqi?In the nick of time, he covered Yang Yue's eyes with his big hands, picked him up and left.

"Good boy, don't look at it."

Yang Yue: "..."