Good brother, your design is broken

After Chi Yang and Lian Xuelu performed, they were surrounded and coaxed for a while, and the lively game finally came to an end.Everyone gathers around the grill for food.

The edges of the skewers were mushy. Ling Lang originally wanted to grill them again, but before he had time to remind them, the four younger brothers rushed up and snatched up all the cooked food on the grill.They ate skewers with relish, and then they wrapped their mouthfuls of food and praised: Brother Lang baked the skewers with his own hands, it is the best skewers in the world, even the paste is so skillful!

Seeing Xu Tu and the others eating so deliciously, Ling Lang was a little confused, and he tasted it uncertainly.

Sure enough, it was hard to eat.

He silently took a batch of new ingredients, determined to bake food with a normal taste this time.

Not far from the campsite is the road. It was getting late and there were no vehicles coming and going. The street lights quietly laid out a straight orange line. There was a cowherd who came back late, driving a group of cows, walking slowly along the road. .

A few city children who had never seen the world seemed to have discovered the new world, and were attracted one after another, and then ran to watch other people's cattle herding with great interest.

Ling Lang didn't go, he was still grilling his skewers there.

When flipping the grilled chicken tenders, the sparks from the charcoal splashed on the meat and touched the oil, making a "sizzling" sound.

Ling Lang felt that there was someone behind him, and he knew who it was without looking back.

"You weren't with them?" he asked.

"No." Chi Yang walked up to him with a bowl of porridge, "This is the vegetable porridge made by Lianxuelu, it tastes good, do you want to try it?"

The snow-white rice porridge added three or four colors of vegetables, the consistency was just right, and the appearance was very attractive, but Ling Lang didn't take it.

He put the grilled meat skewers on the plate, and looked straight at Chi Yang: "You seem to admire Lian Xuelu, you sing together, and she even sends you flowers, don't you like my sister?"

Chi Yang: "?"

This topic came too directly, too suddenly, and there were too many flaws. Chi Yang didn't know where to pick it up. If Ling Lang's tone was not too dull, he would even have doubted whether Ling Lang was talking to Lian Xuelu or not. He is jealous.

After all, according to his observation for more than two months, Lian Xuelu is the only girl who can get close to Ling Lang.And he had heard from Xu Tu that Lian Xuelu had confessed to Ling Lang.This is also the reason why he was willing to deal with Lian Xuelu in the first place.

When the two were silent, there were chatter and laughter from far and near in front of them.Xu Tu and the others are back.

Chi Yang simply grabbed Ling Lang's wrist and pulled him from behind the grill to his side.

Ling Lang didn't refuse either, and let him drag him around to the back of the tent, and then stood face to face.

Chi Yang held Ling Lang's shoulders: "You don't really think I like your sister, do you?"

A gust of wind blew in the wilderness, and all the noise was blown away at once. In the darkness, only the breathing of two people less than [-] centimeters away was left.

After a long time, Ling Lang said, "Aren't you and my sister secretly in love with each other?"

Chi Yang couldn't help laughing: "You are an emotionally deficient patient, how can you even understand such an advanced vocabulary as 'two-way secret love'?"

Ling Lang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "I wasn't sick at that time, so be serious."

Chi Yang and Ling Jin were matched up by the two families as child relatives since they were young, and he only had the opportunity to be friends with Chi Yang thanks to his sister's blessing.He and Ling Jin have the same blood, and he is the person who understands her best in the world. He is sure that Ling Jin has a young girl's affection for Chi Yang from the beginning to the end.

Chi Yang listened to Ling Lang's words, cleared his throat, pretended to be serious and asked: "Who do I like, that's very important?"

Ling Lang nodded: "It's very important."

Chi Yang: "Why?"

Ling Lang opened his mouth, but was suddenly speechless.

Yeah, why?

Ling Jin is long gone. For the rest of his life, Chi Yang will always find a girl to spend with him. As for who that person is, it is no longer something he can intervene in.

She may be Lian Xuelu today, or she may be someone he doesn't know a few years later, and the first time he met her, maybe at the final wedding banquet, he was sitting in the guest seat, waiting for Chi Yang to lead her Her hand, came over and introduced him actively.

Ling Lang's hands in his trouser pockets trembled, and his heart stabbed without warning.

He had never thought about such a distant and specific future, and it was the future of Chi Yang and others.

Seeing Ling Lang suddenly fell silent, Chi Yang didn't stop the topic, he continued to ask: "I really want to know, what makes you think I like Ling Jin?"

Since the little wolf cub took the initiative to mention this matter, he decided to figure out this mystery that has not been solved for many years.

There was no light behind the tent, and the heavy darkness made Ling Lang a little short of breath. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and answered the question: "Six years ago, your cousin asked who your favorite girl was, and you Said my sister's name."

Chi Yang was taken aback, and quickly remembered the scene many years ago: "Then did you hear the second half of the sentence?"

Ling Lang didn't say a word, it seemed that he didn't hear it.

Chi Yang was a little helpless.

No wonder the next day, Ling Lang saw that his and Ling Jin's eyes were not right, and then called him "brother-in-law" one after another. He never thought that the reason was his gossiping and boring cousin, and his half-brother. I didn't finish the sentence.

In the darkness, Chi Yang couldn't see Ling Lang's expression of restraint, he wanted to say something, but Ling Lang took his hand away.

"I don't want to talk about my sister anymore!"

I don't want to talk about who you like anymore.

Ling Lang quickly took a few steps back, creating a long distance from Chi Yang.

"do not talk……"

Ling Lang's voice was a little high, and his tone was hasty, with a bit of evasion and rejection, as if a snail encountered danger and suddenly retracted into its hard shell.

Chi Yang's temples twitched twice, and he looked at Ling Lang who suddenly shunned him with a complicated expression.If he remembered correctly, the topic of Ling Jin was clearly brought up by Ling Lang first.

On the other side of the tent, Xu Tu and the others became more and more lively. They also mentioned Ling Lang and Chi Yang, wondering where they went to the world of two.

Seeing that Chi Yang remained silent, Ling Lang tentatively took two steps forward, shortening the distance between the two of them a bit.

"Okay? Brother Yang."

A cry of "Brother Yang" begging for mercy softened Chi Yang's heart.

The barbecue ingredients were ordered a bit too much. After Chi Yang and Ling Lang returned, the eight of them didn't finish eating until nearly ten o'clock.

After drinking and eating, everyone went back to their tents to rest.

Chi Yang took out the prepared blanket and spread it on the ground. When he bent over, the neckline opened wide.

Ling Lang came back from washing and just got into the tent when he saw this scene.

What is on Chi Yang's chest?

It seems to be... a ditch?

Ling Lang's brain short-circuited for a moment, his left hand pressed Chi Yang's shoulder, and his right hand touched Chi Yang's chest involuntarily.

Chi Yang was startled, he pushed his hands back a bit so as not to fall to the ground.

Feeling the big and firm touch, Ling Lang frowned and asked, "What is this?"

Chi Yang replied: "Pectoral muscles."

Ling Lang touched Chi Yang's arm along his chest, squeezed it, and asked, "Where is it here?"

Chi Yang replied: "Biceps."

"What about here?"

Ling Lang put his hands on Chi Yang's abdomen, counting down all the way.

When he was about to approach an indescribable place, Chi Yang grabbed his wrist urgently: "Abdominal muscles, the eight-pack kind."

Ling Lang shook off Chi Yang's hand, and touched Chi Yang's entire upper body again, it turned out that there were really tight muscles!

He simply flipped up Chi Yang's entire T-shirt, and the beautiful muscles that can be seen in front of him are not inferior to him at all, even more attractive than the ones he punches.

Chi Yang raised his hands above his head the whole time without any resistance, allowing Ling Lang to "dissect" him with his scalpel-like eyes.After all, summer is coming soon, and the thinner the clothes are, the harder it will be to hide them in the end.

When Ling Lang lay on his half-naked body in shock and started to look at him with a questioning expression, he said leisurely, "How about it, brother, these muscles are beautiful, right? I got them from eating protein powder in the gym. They're just putting on airs and deceiving some people." The unreasonable people from country A are especially helpful."

Just as Ling Lang was about to get up to speak, a gasping voice suddenly came from behind him.

He turned around suddenly, the tent was not closed, and there were four younger brothers standing outside, all dumbfounded.