The Price of Rebirth [System]

"Brother Yuan..."

Zhang Chongji raised his head cautiously, and Yuan Cheng's cold and handsome face came into view.

He reached out his hand to touch the faint dark circles under Yuan Cheng's eyelids, but when he was close at hand, his fingers froze. In the end, Zhang Zhongji lowered his head and said "I'm sorry" like a child who made a mistake.

Yuan Cheng looked at the drooping head in front of him, was silent for a while and finally sighed, rubbed Zhang Chongji's short hair, and said lightly, "Explain."

Pulling Yuan Cheng to sit by the bed, Zhang Chongji spoke slowly.

"Well, I saw that the time was still early after class yesterday..." Zhang Chongji carefully raised his eyes and glanced at Yuan Cheng, "I went to the bar to drink with my friends..."

Yuan Cheng's expression didn't change, he just frowned slightly.

"I wanted to have a drink and leave... Who knew..." Zhang Chongji's voice gradually weakened as he spoke, grabbing the corner of Yuan Cheng's clothes, Zhang Chongji's voice was a little nervous, "Brother Yuan, you are you angry?"

Angry, how can you not be angry?

Originally full of anger, she immediately turned into tenderness after seeing his cautious appearance, and she was really determined by him.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Yuan Cheng hugged Zhang Chongji into his arms, resting his chin on the top of the soft hair, and said calmly: "The man who answered the phone last night... who is it?"

Zhang Chongji's face was close to Yuan Cheng's chest, and the vibration from his vocal cords to his chest made his ears itchy.

"That's my friend..."

"Friend?" His jaw was pinched, and Zhang Chongji was forced to look up at Yuan Cheng's frowning face, "Are you sure?"

Zhang Chongji's eyes flickered, he pursed his lips and looked at him, his eyes were full of seriousness: "Brother Yuan, I don't know what he said to you yesterday...but I really didn't do anything, nothing You know, when I woke up, it was already this morning, and my phone was out of battery... Or, Big Brother Yuan, you...don't believe me?"

Seeing the disappointed expression of the person in his embrace who slightly fluttered his eyelashes, Yuan Cheng felt his heart being pinched, hugged the person tightly and sighed: "I believe it, how could I not believe it."

Zhang Chongji nestled in Yuan Cheng's arms, while clutching the corner of his clothes, the corner of his mouth raised an imperceptible arc.

"Brother Yuan isn't going to work today..."

"...There's nothing else to do."

"Well, is that so? Then, Brother Yuan, how about we go and see my father together?"

"kindness."

Seeing Yuan Cheng agreed, Zhang Chongji smiled and frowned, pulled Yuan Cheng up to the door but hesitated a little.

"how?"

"It's not good to visit Dad with such a sloppy body..." He lowered his head and pulled his clothes, Zhang Zhongji touched the back of his head in embarrassment, "I'd better go to the bathhouse to wash..."

"Go to my room."

"...Brother Yuan?"

"Come to my room with clean clothes."

"..." Zhang Chongji was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, and nodded slightly with red ears.

Rubbing that soft hair, Yuan Cheng's mouth curved slightly.

Yuan Cheng's room is generally in cool colors, just like his appearance.

The big white-gray bed is very comfortable and soft at first glance, and the light-gray plush carpet is very comfortable under the feet. The whole room is incredibly large.

Bookcases, computer desks, beautiful floor-to-ceiling windows.

Compared with Zhang Chongji's little nest, it's really a world away.

"That's the bathroom."

Holding clean clothes in his arms, Zhang Chongji blushed and whispered to Yuan Cheng, "Brother Yuan, please."

Yuan Cheng's eyes flickered, watching the slender figure close the sand glass door, he felt a little bit of agitation in his heart.

People he likes, in his room, in his bathroom... taking a shower.

Just thinking about it, Yuan Cheng felt a little distracted.

Uncomfortably coughing twice, Yuan Cheng sat on the bed, trying to restrain his gaze, but his ears were paying close attention to that side.

There was the sound of spraying water from the nozzle, and the faint humming sound that was out of tune.

Yuan Cheng seemed to be able to imagine in his mind the cute appearance of that little guy humming while rubbing the foam while applying the body wash.

Yuan Cheng felt that he was almost going to be paralyzed.

When the call was picked up by a strange man and the moment he heard the ambiguous words spoken by the male voice on the phone, Yuan Cheng almost wanted to strangle that man to death.

It was an emotion he rarely lost control of.

I didn't fall asleep all night, tossing and turning on the bed, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts, and my dull mood was about to annihilate me.

Obviously the anger of wanting to eat him was in his mind, but his heart softened after seeing those warm eyes.

Yuan Cheng knew in his heart that although he was not good at expressing himself, the possessive desire in his heart was terrifyingly strong.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, Yuan Cheng sighed but heard the sound of the glass door opening over there.

Hearing the reputation, Yuan Cheng's pupils shrank for a moment.

The wet hair is attached to the side of the ear, the moist and rippling eyes are full of warmth and softness, the complexion is fair, the light blue sweater has a big V-shaped neckline, and the exposed collarbone is very delicate, so sexy that you want to be attractive Take a bite, because the mist from the bath is still faintly diffused around, the thin but slender lines make people want to embrace them, the most deadly is the one that is covered by a large sweater but not wearing pants The lower legs are white and slender, full of silent temptation.

I really want to overwhelm him.

Yuan Cheng felt a little hot all over, turned his head uncomfortably, crossed his legs to block the part that quietly raised his head, his voice was a little hoarse: "Why aren't you wearing pants?"

"Ah, because I'm afraid I'll get wet, so I plan to wear it outside." Zhang Chongji blushed, and he didn't seem to feel the slightest sense of awkwardness. Seeing Yuan Cheng's unnatural posture, he asked with some doubts, "Yuan Cheng What's wrong with you, brother, are you feeling unwell?"

"Ahem, it's okay." Yuan Cheng pretended to cough a few times, but didn't dare to glance over, but the light bathing breath permeated lightly.

It is the shower gel he often uses, with a light mint flavor.

Now this smell spreads out from his little thing, but Yuan Cheng thinks it's damn sexy.

Listening to the sound of the clothes rubbing against each other, Yuan Cheng tried his best to suppress the eagerness to move, but on the surface he pretended to be calm.

Yuan Cheng heaved a long sigh of relief when Zhang Chongji said "Okay" softly, and his stiff body gradually relaxed.

It has to be said that this is a torture to his body and mind, but he is still... very happy to enjoy it.

"After tidying up..." Yuan Cheng raised his eyes and looked at Zhang Chongji, only to find that he was sitting there with his wrists down and his head down, with a dazed expression on his face, "What's wrong?"

"Ah, no, it's nothing." Zhang Chongji raised his head in surprise and smiled inadvertently, but the sense of loss in his eyes was still obvious.

Yuan Cheng frowned, Zhang Zhang wanted to say something but was interrupted by Zhang Chongji.

"Okay, okay, Brother Yuan, let's go to the hospital quickly, Dad must miss me very much."

Looking at the forced smile on the corner of the mouth of the person in front of him, Yuan Cheng knew that he didn't want to talk, although he was puzzled in his heart, he still held back from asking.

When the two opened the door and came out, they happened to see Yuan Ke coming out of the opposite study.

Zhang Chongji was taken aback, subconsciously broke free from the hand held by Yuan Cheng, lowered his head and said softly, "Second Young Master".

Yuan Ke saw the tightly clenched hand at the first moment, and the irony of the smile on the corner of his mouth was very obvious. He looked meaningfully at Zhang Chongji who bowed his head, and said casually, "Tch, it's quite powerful."

Zhang Chongji's body stiffened for a moment, but he still bit the bullet and said softly: "Second Young Master, I don't know what you are talking about."

"you……"

"Okay, Ke." Yuan Cheng frowned and interrupted the two of them. He glanced at Zhang Chongji who lowered his head, sighed, looked up at Yuan Ke and said calmly, "We are that kind of relationship."

"Brother Yuan!" Zhang Chongji exclaimed, looking up at Yuan Cheng in disbelief, "Why do you..."

Rubbing Zhang Chongji's hair, Yuan Cheng curved his mouth and said calmly.

"I don't care about gossip."

Hearing his elder brother's almost unconventional confession, Yuan Ke's face darkened by half.

"Brother, you..."

"Ke, I know what you want to say." Yuan Cheng raised his hand to stop Yuan Ke from hesitating to speak, and a trace of warmth flashed in his cold eyes, "I know very well what I'm doing in my heart."

"..." Yuan Ke snorted coldly, looking at Zhang Chongji with a cruel gaze and gritted his teeth.

Faced with such a sight, Zhang Chongji just lowered his eyes and shrank his neck, without saying anything.

It has to be said that Yuan Ke's mood is about to explode right now.

He didn't know what kind of obsession his elder brother got to fall in love with the housekeeper's son. He really didn't understand why the calm and rigorous elder brother would do such a thing...

If it wasn't for the sake of face, he really wanted to wake up his elder brother with a punch right now.

Yuan Ke took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the anger in his heart, and his tone towards Yuan Cheng was less patient and more irritable: "Brother, where are you going?"

For his second brother's reaction, Yuan Cheng had already expected it. His tone was as flat as usual, as if he was narrating a trivial matter: "Go to visit Old Steward Wu."

Yuan Ke's brows furrowed more and more. He glanced at Zhang Chongji, who had kept his head down, raised his eyebrows and said, "Really, then I'll go too."

Zhang Chongji raised his head in surprise, and Yuan Cheng also frowned at his second brother.

"Why? Can't you go?" The smile on Yuan Ke's mouth was full of contempt, like an arrogant leopard with a faintly overwhelming momentum, "You can go, the eldest brother who is also the young master of the Wu family, but the second young master can't do it? En ?”

With the last word "En?", his tone rose, and he looked at Zhang Chongji with a sarcastic look.

Zhang Chongji opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

Yuan Cheng looked at his second younger brother, knowing that his temper had come up again, so he didn't intend to say anything more, but just said "Be careful" and dragged Zhang Chongji downstairs.

The three of them came to the underground garage without any hindrance, Zhang Zhongji followed closely behind Yuan Cheng, while Yuan Ke always had a stinky face on his face.

Originally, they planned to go with two people, so naturally they would take Yuan Cheng's car, but now that he joined Yuan Ke, his original plan didn't change much.

It's not that the young master's car has no seats, does it?

Zhang Chongji, who originally wanted to sit in the passenger seat, raised his head and glanced at Yuan Ke, who was watching coldly, shrank his hand to open the car door, and finally sat obediently in the back seat.

Master Yuan Ke was very satisfied with this.

Hmph, what are you? It's good enough to let you be the big brother's car, but you want to be the co-pilot?Think beautifully!

Although Yuan Cheng saw everything in his eyes, he just frowned, and said "childish" to Yuan Ke, successfully darkening Yuan Ke's originally smug smile.

The car drove smoothly on the road, but there was a moment of silence inside the car because of Yuan Ke's presence.

Yuan Cheng looked at Zhang Chongji in the rearview mirror and stared at his own wrist suddenly, his brows furrowed deeper.

Just now he looked absent-minded, this little guy must have something to hide from himself.

With that in mind, Yuan Cheng also asked.

"What's the matter, I saw you were absent-minded just now."

"Ah, no, nothing." Zhang Chongji retracted his wrist, glanced at the person in the driver's seat, and said softly, "It's just...it seems that I accidentally lost something..."

Yuan Cheng glanced at the lost face in the rearview mirror, and pursed his lips.

"what?"

Zhang Chongji looked up at the seat in front of him, and said in a low voice: "I, I lost my bracelet... I didn't notice it at first, just now... I just found out when I was taking a shower..."

The sound got lower and lower, and at last it was almost inaudible.

Before Yuan Cheng could say anything, Yuan Ke laughed mockingly.

"Bracelet? What are you wearing, a big man..." In the middle of speaking, Yuan Ke seemed to think of something, and suddenly choked up, his face was a little inexplicable, and finally he turned his face away, "You deserve to lose something, what an idiot .”