Dressed as a villain's brother

There was a faint smell of blood on the tip of the tongue, and it was hard to tell who bit off whose.

The sound of the cloth being torn and ripped stimulated the nerves, and the rising violence almost reached its peak.

The skin where the tooth tips have been rubbed is numb and itchy after a slight pain. I don't know if it's sweat or the rain from the tips of the hair dripping at the corners of the eyes, leaving traces like tear stains.

He Jin has always been unwilling to show weakness, and quickly bit the shoulder of the person entangled around his neck to the point of blood. The dense red color leaked through the wet fabric, like a beautiful flower blooming on the water.

His arm was already a little sore from the beating, but he had to lift it up in the next second.

"Fu Rongjie!" There was deep anger and a nasal voice in the words.

But the reprimanded person still went his own way, with his slender knuckles reaching deep.

"It's been half a month." Fu Rongjie raised his neck and kissed away a drop of water stuck to He Jin's chin.

"You can accept such a low frequency." There was a slight distortion in the end of his voice.

"but I can not."

He Jin was pressed against the table, his legs were pushed apart, trembling slightly because of anger.

You don't need to look at him to know what he looks like now.

Not only where he has been bitten and kissed, but he is like a flamingo with its wings blown off and its whole body glowing red.

Fu Rongjie peeled off his shirt twice, revealing his intimidating figure that had been solidified by the congestion.

He Jin's eyes were sour, and his hands were tied behind his back, unable to move.

When Fu Rongjie approached again and tore off his messy top that didn't cover much, He Jin tried to dodge, but could only be regarded as stubborn resistance.

Unable to keep his balance, He Jin finally shed warm tears from the corners of his eyes the moment he fell on his back on the table.

He couldn't tell whether it was because of the pain in the back of his head from the bump, or because he really didn't like the current situation, or because he had accumulated it while watching the movie.

"...We, cough, can we talk properly..." He Jin spoke with difficulty while Fu Rongjie was stilling.

His throat was sore, obviously far from choking.

"Unless you want to, do it one last time..."

The hoarse panting sound echoing in the room suddenly stopped, Fu Rongjie looked down at him, his eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't move again.

He Jin took a deep breath, and his chest heaved greatly.

He didn't know if Fu Rongjie had calmed down a little, so he could only support the table with his elbows first, trying to sit up.

The person in front of him suddenly leaned over, and He Jin's breathing became short of breath. The moment he was touched, he said anxiously, "You're in such a hurry to change boys..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a slow breathing sound filled his ears.

He was hugged, suppressed and unable to move, he could only listen to Fu Rongjie grinding his ears and jaws and saying "no change" repeatedly.

"sorry."

"is my problem."

"do not be angry."

When He Jin's tears were wiped away, the penitent murmur had turned into "Don't say such things, we finally got together..." "You hit me twice to calm down."

His voice didn't change much, even in pleading tone.

But He Jin could clearly feel the trembling of the lips next to his ear.

It was completely different from the violent and manic appearance just now.

It is also far from the usual cold and indifferent appearance.

For a while, He Jin was still not used to it compared to the moment when she was tugging.

He Jin turned his head, pushed him away, and said, "...Hand hurts."

Too lazy to fight.

"I'm sorry." Fu Rongjie said in a hoarse voice, while following his movements, he sat up with him, and rubbed his fingers lightly with his palms together.

"Calm down?" He Jin glanced at him lightly, "Don't do it?"

"It won't be like this again." Fu Rongjie moved closer, and seeing that He Jin didn't dodge, he kissed the corner of his lips.

He Jin also knew that he just lost control temporarily, although he still didn't understand the reason.

But it was clear that his provocation was partly to blame.

He Jin withdrew her hand and exhaled slowly, "I'm going to take a bath."

"I'll wash it for you..." Before Fu Rongjie could finish speaking, He Jin stopped him with a slap in the face.

He Jin leaned on the table, the tendons on his forehead twitched, "You order takeaway for me. I'm starving to death."

After taking a hot shower and eating dinner, He Jin felt a little better.

The rain outside hadn't stopped, and it fell on the window sill, and the raindrops splashed on the glass, outlining the hazy tones in the night scene.

There was a sound from the bathroom, He Jin lowered his eyes a little drowsily, and replied to the message on the phone.

Just now because of his emotions, he couldn't help but asked Liang Hong about it.

Should I mention this kind of complicated chores to my boyfriend?

He didn't think it was necessary before, but Fu Rongjie's reaction was a little big, and he was no longer so sure.

Liang Hong: -Tell him, why not?

Honey: -We are very busy on weekdays, so there is no need to mention it.

Liang Hong: - But it's not a trivial matter for you, you just say it, if he gets annoyed, kick him, and talk to someone else.

He Jin couldn't help laughing as he watched his words.

Liang Hong: - What's more, if you are busy with work, you need some small things in life to maintain your relationship.

He Jin rubbed the edge of the phone until the screen went off before flipping it over.

He lowered his eyebrows, thoughtful.

Until someone came to the side, the figure overturned him, "No matter how you call you, ignore me."

"Lie down for a while?" the man asked again in a calm voice.

Seeing that the person didn't respond as if he was in a trance, Fu Rongjie paused, then suddenly bent down, trying to hug him up.

He Jin regained consciousness, startled by his actions, and hurriedly looked for support.

Probably because he waved his hand in a hurry, he didn't pay attention to it. When his elbow poked Fu Rongjie's side face and caused a soft hiss, He Jin panicked to check the situation.

He saw that Fu Rongjie's temples were a little red from being poked, because the action was urgent and fierce, and it might be a little swollen after a while.

He Jin pursed her ripped lips, and looked at Fu Rongjie in the posture of being hugged.

The primary school boy's eyes were covered with a layer of misty water vapor, and against the already light pupil color, it was very easy for people to have thoughts of love and pity.

It's just because the brows and eyes are distant and indifferent, it doesn't make people feel this way on weekdays.

"Still angry?" Fu Rongjie pressed the tip of his tongue to his cheek, and narrowed one eye because of the pain.

He Jin: "..."

He curled his fingers slightly, tilted his head and stopped moving.

In fact, it is rare for He Jin to be at the mercy of others.

But he has to admit that once involved in a dispute between right and wrong, no one can be the real winner.

He had something wrong and had to soften his temper.

When it was put into the open quilt and covered, He Jin only showed a pair of eyes to look out, and saw that Fu Rongjie was also lying in, facing him, very close.

However, Fu Rongjie was wearing a nightgown that he casually threw to him. It was very thin, and the body temperature was seeping through from the skin next to him. He Jin moved away uncomfortably, and the small piece of heat still spread out. .

"Talk?" He Jin still only showed his eyes, his voice was muffled under the quilt.

"En." Fu Rongjie reached out to brush his messy forehead hair.

He Jin thought that the conversation had just started, but in fact they were silent for a long time before they spoke.

"Where I live, the neighbor smashed the load-bearing wall last weekend. I moved out on Tuesday. I haven't found a suitable house yet." He Jin said, rolling his eyelids.

He originally thought that if he worked here for a long time, he could consider buying a new house not far away, but he didn't expect that the sudden change would make it too late to rent.

"Hmm. It's my problem." Fu Rongjie slapped his eyelashes lightly, looked at him and said.

"Huh?" He Jin was puzzled.

What does this have to do with him.

"I've reflected on it. I should take the initiative to learn more, instead of waiting for you to tell me." Fu Rongjie continued.

He might just be too impatient to reveal his true heart in his behavior.

He should try every means to get the promise out of He Jin's mouth, instead of trying to possess, but almost scaring people away.

He Jin narrowed his eyes slightly: "?"

Reflect?When did he reflect on it, and what exactly did he reflect on, it seemed like he was a child in pua.

Perhaps because of the dim light at the bedside and the warmth in the room, He Jin's face became a little hot.

He couldn't take it.

"How have you been these few days?" Fu Rongjie asked sideways.

"It's okay." He Jin closed his eyes for a moment, then changed his words when he looked up, "Not too good..."

It can be said that what annoys him the most is moving, and he is still a bit reluctant.

Right now, many big-ticket items are still left in the original rented house, so life is not convenient.

This is just one of the annoying things.

"What happened?" Fu Rongjie moved closer.

He Jin raised his eyebrows, "You want to ask so detailed?"

"..." Fu Rongjie moved his lips, "You don't have to say anything."

He Jin rolled his eyes, "There's nothing I can't say."

He picked out two trivial matters and explained the cause and effect clearly. Seeing that Fu Rongjie's expression became serious, he suddenly thought of something else.

"Since we want to spread it out here..." He Jin raised his hand and lifted the quilt upwards, wrapping the two of them together, leaving only one opening to see through, "Then you don't even want to escape."

Fu Rongjie was slightly taken aback. In the dark and cramped space, the two breathed and heard each other.

He stretched out his hand, and the thoughts that he didn't dare to act rashly became active again.

He Jin was keenly aware of his actions, and quickly reached out to stop him.

The throbbing pulse in the palm of his hand was clear and obvious, and He Jin handed it back with a hot face.

Fu Rongjie's eyes were filled with warmth, "What do you want to ask? I can't say enough."

In the dark, he couldn't see the expression of the person opposite him clearly, and He Jin also lost his restraint, "Then ask a simple question."

"Ah."

He Jin: "Have you talked about it before? How many exes?"

Fu Rongjie: "It's the first time we're talking, and I don't have an ex."

Fu Rongjie looked at him: "It's your turn."

He Jin: "? Of course I didn't either."

He Jin: "Why do you want to be with me?"

What are you drawing?There are obviously many ways to be responsible.

Fu Rongjie paused for a while, "Because I like it very much, being with you."

He quickly asked, "Then what do you think, I don't seem to have anything for you to draw."

He Jin could tell that his reason was quite perfunctory, but so far, no matter how slow he was, he could tell that the liking was real.

He didn't mean to force him to ask, and it might not be a good thing if he was pressed.

It's just that the elementary school boy is perfunctory, so naturally he won't answer this question seriously.

After all, there were many reasons why he started dating, and Fu Rongjie obviously knew about it.

"Picture what?" He Jin murmured, thinking of what Liang Hong used to say when making boyfriends.

"Is it because you are young and in good health?" he said.

He Jin later understood that this sentence cannot be said in front of the object.

When he was hugged into his arms, he was still wondering why it was so sudden. When he felt the hot part, he realized that Fu Rongjie was proving this sentence by himself.

"I haven't finished asking yet..." He Jin struggled a little before he could catch his breath.

"Go ahead and ask." Fu Rongjie tightly circled his arms, not letting go at all.

"..." He Jin slowly regained his senses, feeling hot from the back of his ears to his neck, "Why are you unhappy these days?"

"Can you tell?" he asked.

Fu Rongjie kissed his delicate forehead, "You are a little hot."

"Still can't say?" He Jin frowned.

Fu Rongjie was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's because of jealousy."

He Jin couldn't understand, and raised his eyes to see his Adam's apple sliding up and down.

"Don't you think I'm like an embellishment in your life?" Fu Rongjie's voice gradually dropped.

It seems like he can do without him.

"But I think you can think of me first instead of others at some important moments." Fu Rongjie originally thought it would be difficult to talk about these things, but in such an environment, it is actually quite easy, "For example, this residence The same thing."

"Is that so..." He Jin was suddenly a little confused.

Does he act like he doesn't care about his junior?

Have it?

Although it is true, he did not do what Fu Rongjie mentioned.

"Must it be like this?" He Jin asked hesitantly.

"No." Fu Rongjie pressed his face, "It's just me. It happens when I like it."

So in the final analysis, he just wanted He Jin to like him more.

He suddenly realized that he was dizzy in his feelings.

like very much……

He Jin was a little dizzy.

Intense love and strong wine together, inexperienced newcomers often get drunk because of this.

"Sometimes you don't even wear the ring I gave you." Fu Rongjie asked.

"Forget..." He Jin felt his fingertips go up his chin, "This doesn't prove that I don't care about you."

Fu Rongjie slowly caressed his soft lips, and leaned forward to kiss him.

The moment his lips touched, He Jin hurriedly raised his wrist and pushed it away, "I can't kiss anymore, Fu Rongjie...it hurts."

No one would believe the tattered condition of his lips if he said he bit them.

"You are very hot." Fu Rongjie parted a little, paused, and said.

It's true that He Jin was a little out of breath, but he felt that it was just because he had been covering up for a long time, or because he was passionate, and the elementary school boy was teasing him.

He Jin lifted the quilt a little, let in some cool air from the air conditioner, and tried to reply, "You're hot too, and you're still stiff."

Fu Rongjie smiled, and it was the first time since the stalemate to be happy, "You are a little hot, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

He Jin was puzzled: "Huh?"

Fu Rongjie stuck his forehead to his, and raised the back of his hand to test the temperature, "It should be a fever."

"No... probably." He Jin also stroked his forehead.

From the moment he took a bath, his mind was a little dizzy, and his consciousness was not very clear, but he didn't care, thinking that he was fainted.

But it's just a rain, is it because his physique is too bad recently?

"Is there a thermometer, is there a standing medicine box?" Fu Rongjie lifted the quilt and sat up.

"No." He Jin watched him get off the bed.

"Then I'll go out and buy medicine." Fu Rongjie said.

He Jin pulled him back, "It's past ten o'clock, and the pharmacies should be closed."

"Then go to the emergency room..."

He Jin said helplessly, "It's just a fever, just sweat."

Fu Rongjie knelt down and rubbed his blushing face.

Just holding it in my arms, I always feel a little thinner.

Fu Rongjie sighed, stared at the eyes that were extraordinarily moist due to the heat, rubbed the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "Baby..."

He Jin raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to press his smooth jaw, "It's not big or small."

"Based on age, you have to call me brother." He Jin objected to his address.

"You can call me whatever you want." Fu Rongjie's fingers climbed up his wrist bone and gradually held it in his palm, "Don't sleep here, go to my house."

His drooping eyelashes twitched slightly, and Luo Ying followed suit, "I have antipyretics at home."

"..."