Dressed as a villain's brother

"Wash up and wait for me on the bed."

The "gift" that Fu Rongjie mentioned back then floated in He Jin's mind.

Obviously the temperature of the air conditioner has been adjusted very low, but his face is still a little hot.

He Jin narrowed his eyes, not looking at the interest expression of the elementary school boy who implied anticipation.

He walked to the edge of the bed and raised his knees to rest on the edge of the bed beside Fu Rongjie.

Fu Rongjie took advantage of the opportunity to come and hug him.

He Jin pressed his hand and let him hang it aside obediently.

He pressed against his shoulder again, exerted a little force, and let the student lie down flat.

He Jin gritted her teeth, and continued to raise her other leg to kneel on the edge of the bed.

He slowly adjusted his posture, and finally he was heartbroken and simply straddled up.

He looked down at Fu Rongjie's surprised expression, his lips moved, "You can just lie down, I will do it myself."

He doesn't seem to have taken the initiative.

Fu Rongjie narrowed his eyes slightly, raised the corners of his lips, "Okay..."

He Jin took a deep breath, so that he could return to his usual frankness.

It seems to have some effect.

He Jin bent over and lowered his head to help someone unbutton him.

After untying a row and opening it, He Jin raised his eyes, and suddenly met Fu Rongjie's gaze.

I can't tell how much there is in that gaze.

But He Jin felt like he had been seen through, and he didn't hold anything back.

He Jin frowned, stretched out his hand to the side, and with his long straight knuckles, he easily pulled off the black ribbon that bound the bouquet.

The ribbon is one finger wide, delicate and soft.

He Jin paved it, and at the moment when Fu Rongjie was stunned, he quickly covered his eyes with a ribbon, and then put his hand behind his head to tie a knot on the ribbon.

"You are not allowed to look." He said solemnly.

Fu Rongjie laughed softly, "Okay."

He Jin lost the pressure and moved quickly.

Within a few minutes, Fu Rongjie's eyelashes trembled, and he could only see that a little light in front of him was covered, and his breath rushed towards him.

His lips softened for a moment, and a slippery tongue poked in.

Skin to skin.

The feeling of being blinded is amazing, to some extent his reactions and desires are magnified by a certain factor.

In the slightly separated space, Fu Rongjie was panting, and stretched out his hand to grope in the drawer at the head of the bed.

Seeing his intention, He Jin pulled his hand back.

"...No need to wear it."

"Huh?" Fu Rongjie looked confused.

He Jin's face was already burning red, but luckily no one could see, "I just took a shower... I did it too, so I can just..."

He has carefully prepared the "gift".

To show his sincerity, He Jin raised his waist slightly, ready to go all out and do nothing.

But... the actual situation is still somewhat difficult.

After all, he hadn't tried this before.

Probably because he had been tossing and tossing for a long time, Fu Rongjie couldn't hold back, and said in a hoarse voice, "He Jin..."

"Well?"

Fu Rongjie smiled, and suddenly supported his waist and sent him down.

When he heard He Jin snort suddenly, fragmentary and incoherent complaints escaped from his lips.

But at least I can move.

"It's okay..." Fu Rongjie grabbed his shoulders, "You gradually become proficient."

But it wasn't long before he backed away from his word.

He Jin never thought that his physical strength is so poor now, and he wants to rest after a while after being tired.

Maybe it's because this posture is not very friendly, and it takes a lot of damage to the waist and knees.

So much so that he was only halfway through, when he was suddenly hugged and fell over, his eyes dizzy for a while.

Fu Rongjie took off the ribbon that covered his vision, stretched out his hand and tied it around He Jin's fair neck with a dazed expression, and tied a beautiful bow.

He Jin came to his senses, "No no...you just finished the game, just lie down and don't move..."

Fu Rongjie held the hand he was pushing towards, and laughed hoarsely, "It's better to unwrap the present yourself, you have worked hard."

...

Fu Rongjie originally thought that some of He Jin's hidden emotions before this night turned upside down.

After all, when he woke up, the person he liked was still in his arms.

In the unclear tone of the morning, He Jin's exposed skin was covered with a hazy light, and his lips were ruddy.

Looked to be sleeping well.

The mobile phone on the bedside suddenly vibrated twice, Fu Rongjie withdrew his gaze, stretched out his arm to touch it, and after seeing it clearly, he hung up the call first, and then gently peeled himself off from the bedding.

But when he put on his clothes and was about to leave the bed, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

He turned his head and saw He Jin's eyes were sleepy, and he was talking in a daze, "...Leave after having fun?"

Fu Rongjie had no choice but to turn back, bent down and kissed his forehead with a smile, "I just went out to answer the phone."

He Jin may be a little sleepy, but he still doesn't let go.

Fu Rongjie glanced at him, his eyes gliding over the scar on his neck, turned his head and put down the phone, then grabbed the hand that was restraining him, put it on his lips and kissed it gently, and gradually lowered it down his forearm.

He Jin's wrist trembled sensitively, and finally regained consciousness, "What are you doing?"

"Aren't you not allowed to go out?" Fu Rongjie moved closer and pulled the corner of his lips, "Then do it again."

He Jin woke up suddenly, and pulled back his hand, "No, no, no, no."

Last night he was harassed half the night.

Fu Rongjie justly said that this is his accumulated debt.

Fu Rongjie's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he looked as if he had been rejected. After a long while, he only kissed him and then picked up his mobile phone and went out.

He Jin let go for a while, staring blankly.

He didn't deliberately make things difficult for others just now, it was caused by Liantian's emotions.

After all, there is still a mystery in his heart, scratching his heart every minute and every second when he is awake and conscious.

Suspicion and curiosity nearly filled his head.

And now, the game is over, and things that should be resolved should also be put on the agenda.

He's not a procrastinator after all.

therefore.

During the breakfast break, He Jin supported his jawbone, took a sip of water, and suddenly asked the other person, "Do you think we are suitable?"

Fu Rongjie was stunned, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, "Huh?"

"Speaking of which, we were very rash when we got together, and I never asked you how you felt." He Jin struggled to organize his words, and pretended to be nonchalant, "I think you should think more about yourself... ...You didn't force yourself to like me back then, did you?"

Fu Rongjie's eyes faded, and he looked a little sad, "Why do you think so? Is there something wrong with me?"

Seeing his expression, He Jin wanted to stop teasing him for a moment, but she was really curious, so she could only continue dryly: "No, I just feel that I have ignored your feelings. How about we separate for a while, let You think clearly..."

"I think clearly." Fu Rongjie interrupted him, put down the spoon stirring the coffee, and pushed the porcelain cup to him, "No need to separate, I know what I want."

He Jin looked at the cup of coffee and pursed her lips.

It's all like this, why don't you say it.

If the junior says "No, I liked you a long time ago", he can explain it clearly.

Could it be that the secret love is fake?

He Jin had no choice but to test from another angle.

He knocked on the rim of the white porcelain cup and said, "Then you said before that you would chase me even if there was no night, is that true?"

After hearing Fu Rongjie's affirmative response, He Jin continued, "But if that night hadn't happened, the possibility of me agreeing to you is not very high."

After all, before that, he only looked at Fu Rongjie from the perspective of a passerby.

A little more is just a little concern from the seniors for the juniors, and it can't be said that they like it.

When he saw Fu Rongjie put down his chopsticks, he seemed to have lost his appetite and couldn't eat anymore.

He expected Fu Rongjie to say something else, preferably to answer his confusion.

But Fu Rongjie just walked up to him without saying a word, and hugged him tightly, "Is it because I didn't stay with you in the morning, so you are unhappy?"

"?"

"No, you've been very wrong recently." Fu Rongjie tightened the corners of his lips, and then kissed the top of his hair, "Is there anything you can't just say?"

He Jin moved his lips.

He said it bluntly, can the younger brother answer it?

After all, he still wanted to see his junior confess.

"...You don't believe that what I said just now came from the bottom of my heart?" He Jin asked.

Fu Rongjie squatted down, a red mark on the side of his neck was printed on his lips, "Yesterday you said you liked me."

There must be some reason for breaking up with him today.

He Jin noticed that he was letting go, and stretched out his hand to push it away, "I just made a little assumption, you have to be reasonable."

Fu Rongjie raised his eyes and stared at him, "But I just want to fall in love with you, and I don't want to reason with you."

After speaking, cover it again.

……

After going back and forth for a long time, He Jin was a little convinced.

But eventually he stopped probing.

He Jin glanced down at the gurgling water that climbed over his hands, and let Fu Rongjie, who was hugging him, clasp his wrists to help him wash.

Until it was washed, it was put into the gap between the fingers and the fingers were interlaced.

"There's a light and shadow art gallery newly opened nearby, let's take a look together in the afternoon?" Fu Rongjie whispered in his ear.

Sitting around, He Jin readily agreed.

The art museum is very large, and the styles of each area are completely different and have their own characteristics, which is very pleasing to the eye and stunning the vision.

Fu Rongjie has been holding him very tightly, even asking for a group photo even if he takes pictures.

It was as if He Jin's words in the morning had caused some small wounds to him.

He Jin has been paying attention to Fu Rongjie's expression, seeing the bright and gorgeous light flashing in his pupils, he also did not let go of his hand.

They entered the museum late and walked slowly.

When I left the museum, the sky was covered with the dark color of Daiqing.

At a certain moment, the street lamp suddenly cast a dim yellow light, illuminating the passing pedestrians and vehicles.

Fu Rongjie stepped down the steps, stood beside the street lamp and waited quietly.

Just now, He Jinluo had to go back to get the souvenirs he just bought, and they separated for a short while.

The gray and white birds perched on the branches fluttered and flew away, and then circled back.

Fu Rongjie followed its flight path and saw a familiar person on the bench under the tree for tourists to rest.

Fu Rongjie was so impressed with him that he recognized who it was at a glance.

It's just that the man's facial features are covered in shadows, and it's hard to see his expression clearly.

The other party also happened to look over, and the two glanced at each other from a distance of a few meters.

The man frowned, turned his head and took a puff of the cigarette, and the spark burned out very quickly for a while.

The cigarette butts were thrown on the ground, crushed, and then thrown into a trash can beside him.

The man came out of the shadows and came towards him.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Fu."

As if not to be outdone, he smiled with a mockery.

"Bai Nan." Fu Rongjie looked at him and read out his name.

"It's said that noble people forget things too much, but you still remember me." Bai Nan walked to a meter in front of him and stopped, reaching out to touch the green stubble on his chin.

Fu Rongjie ignored this sentence, and asked directly: "Aren't you supposed to be in Bincheng?"

Bai Nan glanced at him, and said in a strange voice: "Thanks to you, I couldn't stay in the company."

A big project Huang is in his hands.

He smiled, "But Boss Cao is still nostalgic, isn't this the big company that pushed me to work in the imperial capital?"

Fu Rongjie looked at him without saying a word.

On the contrary, Bai Nan wanted to ask a lot, "Where are you and He Jin? Are you still together?"

"Yes." Fu Rongjie responded, "So you have no chance."

"Oh, why don't I just ask." Bai Nan bent down and smiled for a while, talking as if to distract him, "Why do you always feel that you are hostile to me?"

"Why do I have it, don't you know?" Fu Rongjie raised his lips, his tone was slightly cold, "What did you do in college?"

For a moment, Bai Nan felt the cool wind rushing up from his heels, he shrugged indifferently, "It's all a misunderstanding."

Fu Rongjie snorted coldly, "It was also a misunderstanding that you kissed him?"

Bai Nan looked at him suddenly, "How do you know?"

He hadn't told anyone about it, and He Jin certainly wouldn't either.

And it was at the bus station at that time, and there were no familiar classmates around.

"I saw it." Fu Rongjie lowered his eyes, and the eyes fell from the corners of his eyes and fell on his clenched hands.

Bai Nan hesitated for a long time.

He regained his senses probably when the traffic stopped by the red light on the side of the road began to flow again.

He thought of a man who would have actually seen this scene.

And he deliberately let the other party see it.

"It was you that time..." Bai Nan lowered his head and covered his eyes, his laughter overflowed uncontrollably, "I seem to remember a little bit."