my brother is not cute at all

In the study on the second floor of Toriyama.

There is a meticulous painting by a great artist on the large desk. It is a cat with a familiar appearance. It is snow-white with some gray spots. It has a sweet and lovely round face like a doll. The big emerald-colored eyes are piercing, and if you look carefully, you will find a small black dot on the tip of its triangular pink nose, which looks like a little nipple mole.

A middle-aged man with a handsome face and a sense of dignity is holding a small fur ball in his arms, quietly leading it to admire the masterpiece on the table.

After dinner, Hou Zeqi, who had been looking for a cat for a long time, caught a glimpse of this scene through the crack of the door, and walked in very helplessly: "Dad, why did you bring it to the study? I'm not afraid of it making trouble."

As if being kidnapped and forced to appreciate this kind of spring and white snow, the little boy saw the big shit shoveler walk in, and finally kicked his legs impatiently, broke free from Hou Chenghai's arms with a "meow", and slipped through the crack of the door go out.

Hou Chenghai had no choice but to give up, and casually picked up something on the table and threw it over: "You take this up later."

"What is this?" Hou Zeqi wondered.

Hou Chenghai: "Your Aunt Ji prepared Xiaoyue's cold medicine."

Hou Zeqi: "Let's put it aside for now, it's been 72 hours since he finished drinking, and he can't take cold medicine yet."

"You still have the nerve to say it? I told you to take good care of him, and that's how you take care of him?" It's okay not to mention it, but when Hou Chenghai was mentioned, he suddenly became angry, and he just rebuked him: "Take him out for a drink Don't talk about it until early in the morning, and let others accompany you to blow the cold wind and catch a cold, is this how you treat yourself as a big brother?"

"I didn't ask him to blow with me, he stuck to it himself, and I persuaded him to drink, but he didn't listen, so I can only spoil him," Hou Zeqi said.

"Listen to what bastard words you're talking about!" Hou Chenghai suddenly became more angry, and turned over old accounts: "Also, didn't you say that you took your friends to the island to celebrate your birthday a while ago? Where is your friend? Anji He also said that you took your brother to live in a honeymoon suite, there are so many luxurious single rooms on the island, why did you take him to live in a honeymoon suite?!"

Hou Zeqi chuckled like a bastard: "What else can I do? Of course it's for the convenience of handling things. Didn't Anji inform you of every move I do here? Why don't you ask me again if you're pretending like this?" ?”

"you!--"

Furious, Hou Chenghai picked up the pure copper ruler pressed on the painting and waved it towards Hou Zeqi!

A heavy object with a considerable density hit the flesh on the shoulder and back, and the dull pain exploded!Hou Zeqi felt that this hit hit his soul directly through the flesh, and he was almost beaten out of his wits.

"Hiss! If you have something to say, please don't hit me!"

"I can't wait to beat you to death, you bastard!" After Hou Chenghai finished speaking, he mustered all the strength to break his leg, and then slapped his thigh with another foot: "I didn't beat you hard when you came out of the closet when you were young. I will let you go without doing business, but what about you now? He is your brother, how can you even do such a bastard thing? "

After being hit hard for the second time, Hou Zeqi's bloody confusion was suddenly aroused, and he said arrogantly: "So what if it's my brother? As long as the two are in love, I don't care who he is? Heavenly King Lao Tzu, I have to be with him too."

Hou Chenghai: "What about me? Have you ever thought about how I should explain to your Aunt Ji that you did such a thing?!"

Hou Zeqi: "I—"

"I already knew."

The peaceful and gentle voice came from the direction of the door unexpectedly, making the father and son in the quarrel stunned.

Hou Chenghai followed the voice and looked over, his tone suddenly softened: "Wanyu, why are you..."

Ji Wanyu was wearing plain pearl white pajamas, her hair was loosely tied in a bun on her right shoulder, and she was standing at the door holding a plate of cut fruits. When she smiled softly, she looked like a lily flower swaying in the spring breeze, beautiful and gentle.

Under the gaze of the two of them, she came in and put the fruit plate on the table lightly, and put her hand on Hou Chenghai's forearm to persuade him.

"Chenghai, don't blame him. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. As elders, don't we just hope that our children can be happy and safe for the rest of their lives?"

"But he's just messing around!" Hou Chenghai said angrily.

"I think you're an idiot. How can you beat a child with such a thing?" Ji Wanyu complained, took the pure copper ruler from his hand and put it in the distance, turned around and gently stroked Hou Zeqi's beaten face. shoulder, with a soft voice: "Did your dad hurt you? Don't worry about him, choose Qi, I have already guessed about you and Xiaoyue. All of this is fate. Since you really want to be together, then From now on, the two of you will live a good life, take care of each other, and choose to trust each other and tolerate each other no matter what happens. Auntie is still the same as the previous sentence. It is up to you to decide what kind of lover you are looking for. We have no right to interfere. I only hope that you will It’s enough to live a happy life without leaving any regrets.”

Hou Chenghai: "Wanyu, you..."

Hou Zeqi nodded and said, "Second Mom, don't worry, I will take good care of Xiaoyue."

"Second mother has always been very reassuring of you. I have long regarded you as my own son. If you encounter any troubles or need any help in the future, just tell the second mother. We will become a family in the future. If anyone If I teach you a lesson, I will feel bad," she couldn't help but glance at Hou Chenghai at the end of her words.

At that moment, Hou Zeqi finally knew where Yang Yue's delicate and savage energy came from. As a woman, Ji Wanyu's soft and beautiful facial features were not aggressive, but this little frown and stare expression , but reveals a kind of cuteness that breaks through the age group.

This made Hou Chenghai unable to bear it all at once, so he could only snort softly with a cold face: "Hmph, it means your second mother is kind-hearted and doesn't care about bastards like you!"

"Who said it wasn't?" Hou Zeqi smiled: "Only a beautiful and kind mother can give birth to a son who is as kind and kind as Xiaoyue, unlike me, who has been a bastard since he was a child, and I don't know who he followed." .”

Hou Chenghai: "You boy——"

Seeing his anger revived and he was about to preach again, Hou Zeqi immediately interrupted and said: "Okay, it's getting late, I went upstairs to take a shower, Second Mom, I'll take the cold medicine first, wait for Xiaoyuejiu I will supervise him to eat when the strength is over."

Hou Chenghai grasped the point and asked: "Isn't Xiaoyue using the bathroom upstairs? Why are you in a hurry to take a shower?"

Hou Zeqi raised his eyebrows: "We all live in the honeymoon suite, can't we share a bathroom together?"

"You!" Hou Chenghai raised his finger to the tip of his nose.

Ji Wanyu held her down in time, and told her with a smile: "Xiaoyue doesn't sleep well, don't let him kick the quilt in the middle of the night."

Hou Zeqi nodded: "Understood, Dad, Mom, you should go to bed early too, good night."

Without thinking or hesitation, he just yelled out so naturally, making the two of them stunned at the same time, until Hou Chenghai and Ji Wanyu looked at each other knowingly after watching his tall and straight back close the door, and after a long time, smiled He gently took her into his arms.

Walking upstairs, Yang Yue has already shrunk into the quilt like a lump of bulging buns, as if falling asleep.

When I got closer, I found that not only was he not asleep, but he was still staring with a pair of round eyes, his liver was full of energy, his hair was not dried, it was wet, and he could even smell the fragrance of shampoo when he got close.

"You're so sick and you don't go to bed early, you're hiding under the covers and playing games secretly, what's the matter with you, little patient?" Hou Zeqi questioned, and took his cell phone without mercy.

"Hey, give it back to me," Yang Yue reached out to snatch it, but was dodged by the opponent. That moment made him lose his focus, and he just threw himself on the broad and strong chest, lying on it and not moving.

"It's not too late, I can't sleep."

His voice has a strong nasal sound. A severe cold has left him limp and limp, his eyelids are sore and swollen. He is a little sleepy, but there are few people in the bed, and he always feels sleepy while lying in it. no.

Yang Yue's muscles are soft and light, and he just lay on the chest lazily like a cat, but Hou Zeqi felt that the weight made him very comfortable, so he leaned on the head of the bed, hugged his waist loosely and laughed and joked. .

Said: "Why did you wash up so quickly? I still want to come up and take a mandarin duck bath with you."

"Why do men have to be so rough in the shower? Do you think everyone is as delicate as you?" Yang Yueweng said in a low voice.

Hou Zeqi remembered that when the two first met, he was soaking in the bathtub in a daze, and this eloquent ancestor still mocked him as "sister", and raised his eyebrows and laughed: "I was so delicate back then, didn't I just want to seduce you?"

He has real oriental skin and western bones, with deep brows and eyes full of mixed blood, without losing the handsomeness and elegance of oriental people. Under the warm orange light, his light brown pupils exuded a careless nobility. , Yang Yue actually felt that she was really seduced.

It suddenly occurred to him that he saw on the Internet a long time ago that he was vigorous and handsome when he was playing games in the early years. Suddenly understood what is called a glimpse, a glance of ten thousand years.

"Brother, what did you think about what I said that night?" He rested his sharp chin on Hou Zeqi's chest, and his pupils were as black as Hui ink spots, showing full sincerity.

"Which night?" Hou Zeqi asked with a smile: "The day you confessed to me in a disguised form after drinking too much, and mistook Venus as Polaris?"

Yang Yue: "..."

Knowing that this person is deliberately avoiding something, but being ridiculed after blowing the cold wind with him for a long time, Yang Yue suddenly felt that her heart was wrong, and her small emotions suddenly became stronger.

He shook off the hand wrapped around his waist, and said angrily, "Let go!"

Hou Zeqi was baffled by him: "Hey? What's wrong with you?"

Yang Yue turned over and shrank to the side: "I won't let you hug me anymore, I have a cold and I'm afraid I'll infect you, can't I?"

Hou Zeqi didn't: "I want to hug, I'm not afraid of infection, if you pass the virus to me, you'll be fine."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed the man's wrist, fished it into his arms, and sealed his lips.

"Well……"

Her lips, which had been devastated by a severe cold, were a little dry, but now that Hou Zeqi gently moistened them, it made Yang Yue feel a lot better.

But his nasal cavity was so congested that he could hardly breathe. Now his lips were sealed, and even the last breathing channel was blocked. At this moment, he finally realized what a suffocating kiss is.

Being sick, Yang Yue quickly became overwhelmed, and in the end she just kicked her head and kicked her off her body.

"How is it? Has it been passed?" Hou Zeqi rubbed his blushing cheeks, smiling like a reckless bastard.

Yang Yue gasped and glared at him: "I think you are a rascal, right?"

"Why are you wheezing so badly? Your nose is stuffy?" Hou Zeqi asked knowingly, and then sat side by side on the bedside with him, coaxing: "Be patient, and you can take cold medicine tomorrow."

In the silence of the night, Yang Yue comfortably laid her head on his shoulder.

The little fur ball under the bed swished onto the edge of the bed, and because of its short limbs, it struggled to climb onto the bed by twisting in an extremely funny posture for a long time while stepping on the silky sheets.

It stared at the black grape-like round eyes and let out a "meow", and sniffed Hou Zeqi's legs through the quilt, and finally squeezed into the middle of his thighs, curled up on it with a thud, and then Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, it actually... rhythmically began to press its claws alternately.

Yang Yue: "..."

"Hey! Why did you start again?" Hou Zeqi was enveloped in overwhelming embarrassment, and immediately pinched the back of Xiaoguai's neck and lifted it aside.

"Again?" Yang Yue grasped the point and asked, "Has it always been like this? Stepped on your crotch?"

He had to admit that even a sweet and lovely cat like Xiaoguai still looked indescribably... wretched when she stepped on this part of the body.

Hou Zeqi was very helpless: "Well, it is female, maybe the opposite sex has hormonal attraction to it?"

That's great, Yang Yue, who is a cat lover, thought enviously.

It's obviously my cat, but it clings to other people all day long and ignores its real owner. Is it plausible?Is this reasonable?

"Am I not the opposite sex anymore? Why did she step on you and not me?" Yang Yue asked a little unconvinced.

Are you even envious of such a thing?

Hou Zeqi's eyes were quite shocked, and then he patrolled from his angry face all the way to his body, staying somewhere through the quilt.

Shameless temptation: "Then...how about I step on it for you?"

Yang Yue's face turned cold immediately: "Do you dare? Believe it or not, I will beat you into a sculpture?"

Hou Zeqi: "Sculpture?"

Yang Yue: "Venus with a broken arm."

Hou Zeqi: "..."

The author says:

The inspiration for holding a cat to appreciate Chinese paintings comes from my dad. Every day, my dad hugs my cat and lets him look at the monkey hanging on my wall. Every time, my dad makes my cat curse.