Dressed as a villain's brother

"He Yu." He Jin straightened up, called his full name, clasped his hands and squeezed his knuckles, "Why did you get nervous when you came back?"

He Yu saw his brother walk in front of him, bent one leg, sunk his knee into the sofa beside him, his hands were about to break his mouth that was yelling and talking nonsense.

He Yu had to dodge back, but couldn't dodge in time, the right side of his face was still pinched by a lump of soft flesh, he begged for mercy anxiously, "It's not brother! Don't, don't, I was wrong!"

But the tone was begging for beating, as if begging for perfection.

He Jin froze for a moment.

Why did you admit your mistake so quickly this time?

"What's wrong?" He stopped and asked.

He Yu narrowed one eye to look at him, then looked at Fu Rongjie who didn't intend to interfere at all, and changed his tone, "I shouldn't have given him the address!"

Who knew that it was to lure wolves into the house, but he was really boasting for a long time just now!

In the end, he kidnapped his brother in front of him.

When he got in touch with Fu Rongjie that time, he still felt that this person was reliable and did not hold grudges, and he didn't mind the past disputes to help him write a thesis.

After the thesis was handed in, Fu Rongjie even provided after-sales service, and the later revision and instruction lasted for nearly a week.

He is now suspiciously suspicious of what Fu Rongjie was thinking at that time.

He Jin raised one eyebrow, and exerted some strength with his hand, "You just said that you are going to see off someone after you keep someone, who did you learn how fast you turned your face?"

He Yu screamed, "That's what I didn't know before! If you want to marry into my family, you have to get my consent!"

He Jin was taken aback by his words, and hastily covered his mouth with his hand, "Did you just repair your mouth when you left the country?"

The mother tongue has begun to be used indiscriminately.

There was a sound of fabric rubbing and sofa rebounding behind him. He Jin turned around and saw Fu Rongjie standing up, putting down his folded cuffs to cover his reddened wrists.

There are traces of the handprints that caught him when he suppressed his voice impatiently before.

"I came here after I got off the plane and left my luggage. There are still many things at home, so it's really not easy to keep them." Fu Rongjie flattened the corner of his clothes, with a smile on his lips, "Let's eat together when we get married."

"..." He Jin's cheeks were slightly hot, he raised his knees, and wanted to say something, but He Yu preempted him.

"Then you won't be able to eat anymore." Then he raised his head and said to He Jin: "He just came back from the imperial capital, so he must go back to spend the holidays with his family, brother, don't keep him here."

An Rong's voice came from far to near, asking what happened and making a lot of noise.

He Jin withdrew her hand, hung it by her side, turned her head and pretended nothing happened.

He Yu took the opportunity to slip away from under his arm and ran to the kitchen.

An Rong walked up to her, and Fu Rongjie said goodbye to her.

"Did Xiaoyu say something?" An Rong sensed sensitively, "Don't worry about him, you have to stay for a meal no matter what."

"No, next time, auntie." Fu Rongjie insisted.

He Jin could probably see a little change in his mood, so he didn't stop him, and led him to the entrance, and when he turned his head, his eyes slid across the man's clearly defined jawline.

The muscles there were slightly stretched, obviously a little tense.

Noticing his gaze, Fu Rongjie lowered his head slightly and listened to his ear: "I came to you when I couldn't contact you..."

He Jin slightly raised his eyelids, moved away a little because of the slight itching at the tips of his ears, and said deliberately, "I thought you were ready to meet your parents."

"At least wait until you make an agreement with your family first." Fu Rongjie's voice became softer.

He Jin stared for a moment, opened the door and sent the person away.

"What's wrong?" An Rong stood not far away, looking at He Jin who turned back and asked.

"It's okay." He Jin stretched out his right hand and rubbed the slightly hot back of his neck.

He really hasn't gathered up the courage to discuss marriage with his parents.

Telling friends, He Yu, and telling An Rong are two different things, and the weights are different.

Witnessing under the eyes of parents is always more formal.

It seems a little too early now.

He wasn't ready.

It was said earlier that people could be retained, but this was not considered at all.

At that time, Fu Rongjie asked him again on purpose.

After dinner, clouds billowed in the sky, orange and lavender intertwined.

He Jin lay on the balcony railing to send a message.

At first, I was only concerned about whether a sentence was reached, but slowly we chatted more and more.

The feeling is weird, but not bad.

He began to allow someone to take more of his time without feeling repelled.

Honey: - Have you had dinner yet?

Fu Rongjie: -No.No one at home.

He Jin frowned slightly.

Honey: -Why no one?

Fu Rongjie half leaned on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and looked at Corgi who was wandering around him.

He paused for a while before his eyes fell on the nickname of the other party on the screen.

The nickname was abbreviated from the original four characters to two characters, and it has not changed since then.

He had remarked his name before, but later deleted the remark, thinking that this is just right now.

Fu Rongjie raised his wrist and typed.

-My mother thought I would be back tomorrow and went out to dinner with friends in the afternoon.

sugar:-?

Honey: -Then what do you eat?

He Jin knocked on the railing unconsciously with his index finger, thinking that he should bring some seafood or zongzi before he left.

Fu Rongjie: - Go out for a walk with bean buns in a while, and eat outside by the way.

After a while.

Fu Rongjie: - Do you want to meet the bean bun?

sugar:-?good!

Honey: -How old is it now?

Fu Rongjie: -Nine years old.I'm taking it for a checkup tomorrow.

He Jin looked at the age he reported and was in a daze.

After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he hadn't seen her for nearly seven years.

He Jin waited for a while while the evening breeze was blowing, her upper eyelids drooped comfortably, and then opened again.

Honey: -What about the video?

Didn't you mean to show him the bean buns?

Fu Rongjie: - Let's see it in person.I'm about to take it out the door.

He Jin twisted her neck and looked back at He Yu who was leaning on the recliner and playing games.

When this person learned from him after the meal that the two had been dating for less than half a month, he became inexplicably annoyed, saying that the other party had evil intentions. expression.

He Jin didn't think so.

He didn't talk about it, but he knew exactly what he was doing.

Everything you do now may be regretted in the future. Since you have made this choice, you might as well let it be and try it first.

As soon as He Jin took two steps, the person on the couch shifted his gaze to look at him, "Brother, where are you going?"

He Jin walked over as if nothing had happened, "Walking to digest food."

"..."

He scattered around Baishi Street.

The location of this street is very coincidental, with many slanting alleys, and it is not too far to go anywhere.

He Jin was wandering around carrying a bag of processed seafood that Aunt Zhang had packed, and when she reached the intersection, she saw a small ball of yellow fluff next to the electric pole.

He Jin handed the bag in his hand to Fu Rongjie who had been standing there for an unknown how long, and squatted down to rub his head with the bean bag.

Doubao has a baby face, and she looks childish and cute at the age of nine.At this time, she wagged her tail and stuck to him, as if she still recognized him.

After being licked by it, He Jin raised her neck and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Just arrived." Fu Rongjie didn't mind being left out at all, and glanced not far away, "Didn't you come here alone?"

"Huh?" He Jin frowned and turned her head.

At the entrance of a supermarket, Liang Hong was squinting his eyes to identify carefully. At this moment, he finally saw the face clearly, and trotted over with his hands waved.

"You, you also come out to eat?" Liang Hong changed his words in time when he looked at Fu Rongjie.

He Jin was taken aback, and stood up while supporting his legs, "No."

"Liang Hong!" Another person emerged from the supermarket door curtain, and the plastic curtain fell back with a clatter, "Didn't you say you were waiting for me?"

Liang Hong turned around and took a look, then turned back and explained, "Both Zhou Mao and I live near here, in a community. It's the holidays, and there's no one at home, so we go out to eat together."

Zhou Mao ran over with a bottle of Coke in his arms, snorted and quickly recognized the person, "He Jin? It's been a long time!"

He warmly pulled He Jin and touched his arm, then looked up at the tall man next to him.

When that person was not moving, his thin eyelids drooped slightly, always looking a little lazy.

This kind of feeling can easily make people feel cold and not easy to approach.

Zhou Mao thought for a long time, and finally matched him with someone in his memory.

This was the No. [-] Scholar who was famous throughout No. [-] Middle School in high school.

He always looks more high-profile than previous years, even if he is not very arrogant.

With that face alone, he couldn't really restrain himself.

Zhou Mao took half a step back, not knowing how to address him, he turned to He Jin, and didn't understand how the two walked together.

He remembered that he only saw two people appearing at the same time in some posts in No. [-] Middle School, and most of them were torn and ugly posts.

He Jin spoke first and asked Liang Hong, "Why is there no one in your house during the Dragon Boat Festival?"

It's popular to have different holidays now?

Liang Hong took a deep breath to recover his emotions, as if he didn't want to mention this matter.

Zhou Mao said for him, "His father and my parents made an appointment to go to the chess and card room to play mahjong, and they probably won't be back before midnight."

"Since it's rare to meet." Zhou Mao pointed to several restaurants on the roadside, "Let's have a meal together."

10 minute later.

He Jin sat at the barbecue restaurant he had visited before, waiting for the owner to reheat the seafood he brought and sprinkle it with toppings.

Liang Hong ordered a lot of skewers and said he would treat them to eat.

I haven't been here for a few years. The barbecue restaurant has a lot of customers. The store has been expanded, and the tables and chairs have been renewed. Now it is bigger and more spacious.

There are two more staff around the boss, and they all look young.

Doubao stayed obediently at Fu Rongjie's feet as always, and did not run around.

The boss who came to deliver the food was impressed by it, teased a few words, and specially roasted two extra fresh mid-wings for it.

He Jin had no appetite just after eating, so he could only drink beer to refresh himself.

"So why are you and your junior together?" Zhou Mao asked after peeling a crispy peanut.

He held back for a long time, but still couldn't help wanting to know.

Facing his scorching gaze, He Jin wondered how many times he would tell his acquaintances the fact that he was in love.

In fact, he was ashamed to say this once, even though it was not obvious on the surface.

He would always think of the reason for the relationship—the fact that he slept with the protagonist who was in his prime and in his early twenties.

Liang Hong also looked at him.

He Jin remembered that she hadn't told him yet.

He Jin lowered his head in suspense for a second, then thought slowly, as if he had been talking to others all along.

He turned his shoulders to look at Fu Rongjie, whose profile was so deep that he looked stern.

What if, in fact, he doesn't like fanfare?

Is he always talking to himself?

Fu Rongjie noticed his gaze and knew how long he had paused.

He cast his gaze down from the end of his eyes, lightly, and landed on the corner of the table.

When I raised my eyes again, I couldn't see the gloomy emotion that flashed past, and the tone of voice was ordinary and I couldn't tell whether it was good or bad, "I happened to meet you."

He Jin froze.

Liang Hong watched He Jin freeze into ice in an instant, and Fu Rongjie was not much better.

He was so puzzled that the peanuts in his hand fell to the ground.

Liang Hong frowned and lowered his head to pick it up.

The moment he was about to straighten up, out of the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of the long leg stretched out by a man who was still ice-like just now, and kicked the elementary school boy's ankle violently.

The action is sharp and sharp.

Liang Hong straightened up in horror.

The peanuts fell to the ground again, this time in shock.

Because he hadn't seen Fu Rongjie laughing in a low voice for a long time, the last time he saw him was at the bar.

The problem is, being kicked but laughing.

Liang Hong didn't understand for a while.

This kick is not the brain.

Immediately afterwards, he was even more alarmed to see the elementary school boy holding the hand of the unmelted ice cube and whispering, "I'm sorry."

Liang Hong: "..."

He turned to look at Zhou Mao, and found that both of them were a little confused.

But ignorant is different.

If he hadn't seen that scene just now, he would have thought it was Fu Rongjie's kick.