What about my brother?

"There's nothing I'm sorry about. I'm an idiot for being so cynical about you and Xiao Yizi. I'm not really against homosexuals... Anyway, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Han Yinuo frowned.

Luffy sat on the ground with his legs stretched out, his voice was weak: "I have to thank you for listening to me say such a pile of negative energy today, it's very cool to say it. You go back, I won't send you off. "

The tall young man frowned again, and finally turned around and left slowly.

A low sob was heard behind him.

The author has something to say: This chapter explains about Brother Fei, which is quite boring, so just take a look at it for the little angels.

Let me tell you why I, a fool, started skipping votes again recently.

That's right, it's the final stage of the semi-annual period again, and I'm so busy.

As the saying goes, it's a moment of excitement before the exam, and the crematorium at the end of the semester.

So from this week onwards, it should only be updated every other day to the maximum.Anyway, the little angels will be busy at the end of the year, so come back and take a look at the updated chapters when you have time.

Anyway, I'm very sorry.

☆, big tonic soup

Yan Dongqi went to various stores early in the morning. According to the timing, today is the day of inventory. When he was done with work, he returned to the car, ate some lunch box that the staff handed him just now, and then ordered He took a cigarette and smoked half of it, hesitated for a moment, turned around and drove to "East".

Since the last time something happened, he never went to the police station again except for the time to check the financial affairs.

Just thinking about the smashed and messed-up facade, Yan Dongqi rolled his eyes depressedly.He was worried that if he really went to think about that miserable situation again, he would probably die young.

Brother Xing's bastard, the KTV that Xiao wanted, naturally didn't open. Instead, he even closed the bathing city serving the people. There was a big rental list on the aluminum alloy anti-theft door, and Yan Dongqi turned his head coldly. After staring at it for a while, he sneered and kicked the accelerator, then turned his face and turned away.

The business was already deserted, and a small area was smashed once, so Yan Dongqi simply closed the store, and the waiter who had been here for several years was especially reluctant to say goodbye, and cried as soon as he said he wanted to leave. In other stores, just move out positions and stuff them in.

It's already four or five o'clock in the afternoon on a sunny day in July, and it's still quite hot outside.When Yan Dongqi got off the car, he felt that he was melting under his feet at a visible speed, so he ran to the shade in front of the store, bent down and opened the security door.

The shop was pitch black, the floor was full of dust and all kinds of debris, Yan Dongqi was in a daze for a moment, this scene was like returning to the time when he just rented this facade and tried to open the shop tremblingly.

At that time, I was only in high school, and it took me a lot of effort to get this store. I was only a green grade at that time, and I didn't understand farts, and I didn't have any ideas.

First, I spend all day in Internet cafes looking at the decoration templates of other people’s stores. After I have an idea, I ride a borrowed tricycle all day long to the furniture market, three or four times a day. I was so tired that I didn't even want to talk.

When the shop was finally cleaned up, and before it was ready to open, it was necessary to find people to manage it up and down, and there were all people who gave themselves face because of their young age. At that time, they were really like dogs.

Just thinking about it makes me sad, damn it.

The mess in front of him now is quite similar to what it was back then.

Yan Dongqi smiled helplessly and shook his head, hooked the overturned stool in front of him with his feet, and looked a little depressed through the light coming in from outside the store.

It must take a lot of work to open the business, and according to the current situation, the business will definitely not be very good, Yan Dongqi walked around the store, "tsk", and felt a little headache.

Annoying.

When he got home, it was Han Yinuo who opened the door, Yan Dongqi stared at the pink ruffled floral apron on the waist of the tall young man, still a little bit stunned.

Since the summer vacation, Han Yinuo, apart from finding a part-time job for himself like before, suddenly didn't know which muscle was wrong. While taking care of the housework at home, he also started to learn to cook for Yan Dongqi.

The housework is fine, but the problem is that the food is too fucking bad.

And even if it's unpalatable, you can't tell it.

It is simply torture in the Qing Dynasty.

In the house where the two big men live, there is no housework to do.Clothes, even underwear and socks, are thrown into the washing machine and mixed, and the floor is only mopped once or twice a week.

As for furniture or something, it must be remembered when to wipe and when to wipe.

Because Han Yinuo had been going to school before, not to mention living in school, he would just plunge into the study when he came back.Yan Dongqi was not very happy to hand over the housework to Han Yinuo to waste his time, and it became a habit over time.

And who mopping the floor is not mopping the floor, and it doesn't take much.

But Han Yinuo seemed to be very concerned about this matter, insisting that he should take care of Yan Dongqi when the two of them were together.

Yan Dongqi felt quite helpless, isn't this nonsense, what kind of care does he need for a big man, and he really wants to take care of him, as long as the young man can avoid playing hooligans twice, then he can cry happily.

"You're back, the meal will be ready soon." Yan Dongqi smiled and leaned over to kiss Yan Dongqi on the lips.

Yan Dongqi raised his eyebrows and glanced at Han Yinuo's Vajra Barbie's appearance. He felt an urge to pull out his eyeballs to soak in wine, but he forcibly endured it, turned around and closed the door: "Can we restrain ourselves a bit, the door is closed off."

"What's the matter?" Han Yinuo didn't care, "Go and change your clothes and get ready for dinner."

After the young man finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the kitchen. Yan Dongqi looked at his back for a while, and touched his nose. This feeling of being taken care of was a bit strange, but it was quite interesting.

Yan Dongqi changed his clothes and came out of the bedroom. Seeing that Han Yinuo was still in the kitchen, he was a little worried, so he followed him in two steps to see what the kid was doing.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I was choked by a very subtle smell inside.

He suppressed his throat and coughed twice: "Young Master Han, what are you doing?"

"There is one last dish, you go to the dining room and wait, if not," Han Yinuo pointed to the rice cooker on the side of the cooking table with his chin, "Go and serve the rice."

"No." Yan Dongqi didn't move, staring at the source of the subtle smell and frowning, "What is stewing in your casserole?"

"Soup." Han Yinuo fiddled with the potato shreds twice with a spatula, then sprinkled salt into it very freely.

"Nonsense, isn't the soup still waiting for you to use the casserole to stir-fry the beans... Fuck, fuck, are you also adding salt?" The presumptuous way of adding ingredients, one handles the rice shovel and then pulls him aside.

Han Yinuo pursed his lips, and smiled embarrassedly: "If it becomes salty later, can't you add water to it? I found the 'kitchen emergency tips' on the Internet."

"Fuck you, I eat fried shredded potatoes, not potato soup." Yan Dongqi squeezed out the unmelted salt on the vegetable noodles with a small spoon, with a depressed voice.

Han Yinuo made way for him with kindness, turned around and wrapped his arms around Yan Dongqi's waist from behind, and rubbed his hair with his side face: "Is the food I cook particularly unpalatable?"

The man turned the potato shreds back and forth, put his finger on the shovel and put it in his mouth, cursed "Fuck" in a low voice, then squeezed a pinch of white sugar and sprinkled it into the pot.

"I can only remedy this. Chef Han, if you really plan to cook, you have to practice." Yan Dongqi sighed, and reached out to take Han Yinuo's arm around his waist, but failed. Twice without success.

Yan Dongqi twitched his arm: "I'm strangling me, relax. What did you just say?"

The young man smiled behind him, his voice was very magnetic, Yan Dongqi always wanted to slip to the ground.

"I just asked you, is the food I cook particularly unpalatable?"

The man paused, then hesitated and said, "It's not particularly bad, but...it's really bad."

"...Damn, what you said is too straightforward." Han Yinuo froze for a moment, then lowered his head in embarrassment and buried his face on Yan Dongqi's shoulder.

Yan Dongqi was amused, and snorted on Han Yinuo's head with his backhand: "You made it so unpalatable, so unexpected, why don't you let me talk about it?"

"I think it's okay." Han Yinuo's voice was quite depressed.

"That's because after eating the food in your cafeteria, I think it's okay to eat any meal." When Yan Dongqi went to see Han Yinuo last time, he was lucky enough to eat at the J cafeteria, and he was so ecstatic that he shivered.

Han Yinuo kissed him on the ear: "I'm sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. You've been busy with your part-time job these days, and you still have to learn how to cook a lot. I haven't asked you yet. Why do you suddenly want to cook for me?" Yan Dongqi's ears were ticklish. , smiled and stepped aside.

"It's nothing." Han Yinuo kissed him on the ear again, "I'm your man, shouldn't I take care of you?"

After hearing these words, Yan Dongqi exploded immediately: "Fuck, fuck, I'm still your man, you little bastard."

The young man didn't let go: "Anyway, I don't care, you have always spoiled me before, and now it's my turn to take care of you."

"Han Yinuo, aren't you done yet? Who spoiled you? Can you show some face? Do you look like a flower or something? When did I spoil you? Can you still eat?" Have you eaten?" Yan Dongqi's hairs stood on end at Han Yinuo's words and the breath that reached his ears, and he struggled to get away from Han Yinuo's arms.

It's just disgusting.

Han Yinuo grinned twice and leaned over to hug him again: "Don't make trouble, let me hug you for a while."

"Hug it if you gave me the money, shameless." Yan Dongqi was helpless with Han Yinuo all the time, and muttered in a low voice, and stood back in front of the stove again and put the shredded potatoes on the side dish.

"That's great." The young man sighed behind him, "Actually, I've wanted to hug you like this since the first time I saw you cooking in the kitchen."

Yan Dongqi tore off a piece of shredded potato that was attached to the shovel, put his hand back into Han Yinuo's mouth, and laughed: "Then you are really holding back your hair."

"Isn't it?" Han Yinuo rubbed against his face, a little coquettishly, "I didn't dare at that time, and I wasn't as tall as you at that time, hugging it kind of hurt my self-esteem as a man. Pitiful."

"Really?" Yan Dongqi turned around and leaned against the stove, with a gentle and narrow smile in his eyes, he raised his hand to pat Han Yinuo's face, "Poor little boy, can we eat first? Your brother is going crazy from starvation right now."

The dishes on the table are quite simple, apart from the potato shreds that Yan Dongqi repaired later, there are also scrambled eggs with tomatoes and lettuce with garlic.

Yan Dongqi felt a little like crying after tasting two mouthfuls, he didn't understand how Han Yinuo was so capable of making the taste of the dish so weird.

"Is it unpalatable?" Han Yinuo frowned after taking a bite, "I just made it according to the recipe."

After he finished speaking, he added a very ostentatious sentence: "Even the grams of seasonings are weighed on the small scale in the kitchen."

"Oh my darling, you don't cook like this." Yan Dongqi couldn't hold his chopsticks steady with a smile, "I'll teach you how to cook tomorrow when I'm free."

"No need." Han Yinuo wrinkled his nose, "You don't need to teach me, I will learn by myself. Anyway, there will be a long time to come, and one day I will be able to take care of you smoothly."

Yan Dongqi was just a little moved when he heard it, when Han Yinuo teased again in a low voice: "Anyway, I will take care of you when you get old."

"Damn, what's the matter with you, you think I'm old." Yan Dongqi was a little unhappy when he heard that, after being with Han Yinuo, he actually cared about the fact that they were nearly eight years apart.

The young man sitting opposite raised the corners of his lips: "How dare I despise you, I'll be thankful if you don't turn around and find a girl. My heart hangs on you all day long."

"No, baby, can you do this? I don't have any criminal record." Yan Dongqi was a little helpless, every time Han Yinuo paid special attention to his appearance, he felt sore and soft in his heart.

Han Yinuo lowered his head and stuffed lettuce with chopsticks into his mouth. After swallowing it with a frown, he said complainingly: "You don't have a criminal record. There are so many little girls who come to your store and hula lala, and there are so many girls. What was Deng Xiaoxiao before, and the one we met in the mall during the Chinese New Year two years ago."

Yan Dongqi was taken aback by what he said, squinted his eyes and remembered for a while before laughing and cursing: "Damn it, why didn't I realize that you have such a good memory before?"

"Of course remember, you don't even know how uncomfortable I was at that time." Han Yinuo's voice sank, and he lowered his head to pick up the vegetables.

The atmosphere on the table was a little gloomy for a moment, Yan Dongqi was stunned for a moment and then quickly said: "Young Master Han, Uncle Han, baby, you can't do it."

Han Yinuo looked up at the man, and stood up helplessly: "I'll get the soup."

Yan Dongqi stared at the stewed soup exuding a very subtle smell in the bowl for a while, and glanced at Han Yinuo suspiciously: "You cook like a cafeteria, and you still want stewed soup?"

Han Yinuo didn't take it seriously: "Our school cafeteria still has earthen pots for simmering soup, don't look down on Ren Cheng so much."

"I'm not looking down on you," Yan Dongqi picked up a spoon and stirred in the bowl, and glanced at the young man opposite him hesitantly, "Why do I feel so hopeless?"

Han Yinuo let out a "tsk", and took a sip by himself: "It's nothing, I can't poison you. And I survived pretty well."

"Really?" Yan Dongqi pursed his lower lip, frowned, took two sips, and smacked it.

Han Yinuo's eyes lit up: "How is it, is it good?"

The man raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Not bad."

"Then drink more." Han Yinuo looked very happy, squinting his eyes and smiling with white teeth showing.

Yan Dongqi originally drank most of the bowl with the feeling of "Since you begged me to drink it sincerely, I will drink it mercifully for you", but it was really hard to tell what was in the soup until it was almost bottomed out. what is it.

So I couldn't hold back and said, "What the hell are you boiled here today? Why haven't I drank it before? Brother, don't you just send me to the emergency department in a while."

Han Yinuo didn't even touch the soup bowl except after he took a sip when he demonstrated it to Yan Dongqi.After hearing Yan Dongqi's question, he first looked at the man's bowl, which was mostly empty, and then slowly cleaned up the last bite of rice in his own bowl.

"It's nothing weird, Dabu."

"Fuck me, why don't I know." Yan Dongqi felt more and more mysterious the more he heard it, and put down the soup bowl cautiously.This kid was always limp in front of him.

Han Yinuo smiled at him twice: "Because you haven't eaten it before."

Then before Yan Dongqi could react, he winked at him slyly: "Goji berry and bullwhip soup."

Yan Dongqi was stunned for half a minute, then threw the spoon in his hand onto the table and cursed: "Fuck me!"

"How about it, I said it's Dabu?" Han Yinuo squinted his eyes and smiled very happily.

Yan Dongqi is helpless, this is really a great supplement, but he is so strong that he doesn't need supplements at all, so there will be side effects, okay?

Wait, side effects?

He stared at Han Yinuo in disbelief: "Han Yinuo, what do you want?"

The young man on the opposite side answered very simply, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows: "Yes."

The author has something to say: All the little angels who say I'm a liar go drink goji berry and bullwhip soup.

I checked the effect and it is really good, of course, the side effects are even better.

It will be the second watch in a while.

☆, compromise

Yan Dongqi was stunned for a while before realizing what Han Yinuo meant by "thinking".

"Missing you!" Yan Dongqi didn't know whether it was more appropriate for him to be angry or to be speechless, and he felt a little overwhelmed when he was emotionally confused for a moment, "You must be full."

Han Yinuo still looked at him with a smile: "I didn't think about my uncle, I was thinking about you from the beginning to the end."

After finishing speaking, he added a sentence without fear of death, with a meaningful smile: "This soup is really good. I checked it on the Internet for a long time this afternoon. It nourishes the kidney and strengthens the Yang, and it is very good."

Yan Dongqi got angry, stood up abruptly, stared at Han Yinuo for a long time, finally pointed at his nose and gritted his teeth and said: "You are really talented."

After speaking, he turned around and took a step outside, as if he wanted to slam the door and leave.

Han Yinuo couldn't laugh anymore, he quickly stood up and followed, grabbed Yan Dongqi's arm from behind and turned him around: "Where are you going?"

"You don't care where I'm going." Yan Dongqi couldn't tell what the awkwardness in his heart was like at the moment, so he could only stare angrily at the young man in front of him.

Han Yinuo went back to school before the holiday and said "dedication", Yan Dongqi really thought about it twice when he went back.

After all, even the family members knew about this matter, and Han Yinuo seemed to plan to get along well for a long time, as long as he thought about this matter for a while, he probably had to put it on the agenda.

Yan Dongqi returned home and pondered over this matter over and over for several nights. The more he pondered, the more he lost his mind. He really didn't know that when two men were together, besides drinking and chatting with girls, what else could they do? Something, so in the end I couldn't hold back, and sneaked around like a thief to find some teaching resources on the Internet.

After watching the girls-themed teaching and counseling resources for more than ten years, and suddenly changing the format and getting in touch with other themes, Yan Dongqi felt that the door to this new world was opened shockingly and violently.

It's just... no defense at all.

Then after he read it, he was a little silly.

With his body, compared with Han Yinuo's tall and big guy playing basketball now, he definitely shouldn't try to please him in bed, but he is a bit unwilling to let him really devote himself like this.

It took more than a month to do the psychological construction. When Han Yinuo came back from the summer vacation, he was still not very prepared for the psychological preparation.

So when Han Yinuo brought him this topic several times secretly, he could only act as if he didn't understand it, and he had to exhaust his whole life's wisdom to drag this matter until today.

Han Yinuo didn't say anything about it later, but he didn't expect this kid to know how to make a detour.

Simply insane.

Seeing Yan Dongqi's angry look at this moment, the young man relaxed his hands, and looked at him a little hurt: "Brother, are you unhappy?"

Yan Dongqi was stunned for a moment, then took two steps back a little irritably: "I'm not unhappy, I just..."

He couldn't continue talking here, and really didn't know how to explain it to Han Yinuo.

Han Yinuo pursed his lips and said nothing, but followed his movements and moved two steps closer, looking at the man opposite without blinking.

"Don't look at me like that." Yan Dongqi felt uncomfortable with his eyes, and the anger from embarrassment just now subsided a lot, coughed twice, "I mean we can Don't you need this trick?"

"Then is there anything else I can do? I've been on summer vacation for a month, have you talked to me?" When Han Yinuo said this, his voice was very low and manly, but he couldn't hold back the constant sting in his voice. With the slightest grievance.

Yan Dongqi really didn't know what to say, so he sighed and stared at the fruit plate on the table in a daze.

"Brother, do you think that as long as you promise to be with me, as long as you coax me like a child, I'll be satisfied?" Han Yinuo's voice sounded tired and depressed, and Yan Dongqi was a little nervous. That's not a good taste at all.

He didn't expect this kid to raise the topic so deeply immediately, and quickly responded: "What are you thinking about, I don't mean that."

Han Yinuo fell silent.

"Baby, don't you think about it all day long. I want to be with you because I really want to live a good life with you. I don't mean to coax you. You are in your twenties and I can afford to follow you." Are you running around here playing with you?"

Yan Dongqi sighed: "But you have to think about it, I... Let me make an analogy, I have been eating cabbage for so many years, and I plan to eat cabbage for the rest of my life, it is really important for you to come here suddenly Let me eat radish instead, I fought for a while but failed, the problem is that if you really want to put that radish in your mouth, don’t you have to be mentally prepared, you know what I mean?”

And it might be the turnip that gnawed at me instead.Yan Dongqi added in his heart depressed.

"Then are you ready now?" Han Yinuo stared at him vigorously.

Yan Dongqi froze for a while, then looked up at Han Yinuo again.

Mom's head is also a knife, and the head is also a knife, so swaying is really unmanly.

And at that time, they promised Han Yinuo to be together, and now they are thinking about what's going on.

He hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Almost."

"Almost?" The eyes of the young man in front of him lit up all of a sudden, "Really?"

"Really." Yan Dongqi felt his temples throbbing.

"Aren't you going back on your word?" Han Yinuo asked again.

"Ah."

"Just today?"

Yan Dongqi's face was burning hot, and he couldn't help kicking the young man's leg: "Where are you talking so much nonsense, you have grown up enough to give me a lot of tonic soup, why are you asking a fart now?" ask."

Han Yinuo happily came up and took a bite from the corner of the man's mouth: "I'm going to wash the dishes."

Then he turned around and showed a smug smile, humming a ditty all the way, packed up the dishes and brought them into the kitchen.

Yan Dongqi didn't know how he stayed up all night under Han Yinuo's mad eyes.

When taking a bath, the strength of the bullwhip soup surged upwards, making it uncomfortably high.Yan Dongqi hesitated for half a minute, then gritted his teeth and ignored it. After a few casual dashes, he put on his clothes and walked out.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Han Yinuo standing outside the door with a smile.

He was startled, and smacked the young man's chest with a towel with his backhand: "Godkeeper, you scared me."

Han Yinuo smiled and didn't care, and moved to Yan Dongqi with a little nervousness, and put his arms around the man who was still damp: "I'm going to take a bath."

Every cell in Yan Dongqi's body is now on high alert. At this moment, Han Yinuo suddenly hugged him, and he immediately rushed out two miles by conditioned reflex.

The young man was stunned for a moment and didn't take it seriously, and looked at Yan Dongqi with an inexplicable seductive thing in his eyes: "Can you do it in my room tonight?"

"Cheng Chengcheng, hurry up and take a shower." Yan Dongqi felt that he was burning like he had been thrown in a microwave oven for 3 minutes, so he answered casually and turned around to rush to Han Yinuo's bedroom.

Taking advantage of Han Yinuo's bath time, Yan Dongqi drank a cup of cold boiled water to slow down the rush of tonic soup in his body, and then took a random book from Han Yinuo's bookshelf and lay down on the bed.

He froze for a moment when he opened it, then looked at the cover again, what the hell..."Tao Te Ching"?

This motherfucker is too cool to get angry.

He couldn't read it after two paragraphs, and fell back on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about what happened later.

This person is cheap, on the one hand he is afraid of this, but on the other hand he is looking forward to it.

If this matter was postponed to two months ago, someone would tell him that one day he would sleep in bed with Han Yinuo, he would definitely be able to use his Aurora to shine on this person's face and even step on it in reverse The throttle was rolled back and forth thirty times.

Alas, this is life.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the white ceiling light on top of his head in a daze. Time passed so damn fast. He felt that yesterday Han Yinuo was still crying in the small attic of the village in the city holding his sister's hairpin. As for the brat, why did he suddenly become such an awesome old man who could take himself to the bed in the blink of an eye.

At that time, he only thought that the child was obedient and sensible, and even with the little pity for his ex-girlfriend, the feeling of sympathy and distress was good for Han Yinuo.

I really don't understand when this kid suddenly defined their relationship from brother to dog boy.

Yan Dongqi thought of himself, so he turned over and sat up leaning against the bedside table and laughed for a while, then turned his head and saw a wooden photo frame placed by Han Yinuo on the bedside.

He seldom enters Han Yinuo's house, which is a habit formed with his parents.Mom and Dad pay special attention to the privacy of him and Yan Zhi, and rarely enter their house without the permission of the two children, and even he himself has developed such a habit.

So he didn't know when Han Yinuo put the photo frame on it, but it didn't look like it was long.

Yan Dongqi glanced at it, and it was his own profile in the photo as expected.It looked like when I went to see Han Yinuo at J University last winter, in the photo I was standing in front of the light yellow wintersweet flowers, smiling and leaning over to smell them.

Good-looking is pretty good-looking, but Yan Dongqi felt a little girly, and didn't show his manly masculinity at all.

With a "hum", he pressed the photo frame face down on the table, lay back down bored, and continued to flip through the "Tao Te Ching" thrown on the bed. The sound of the bathroom door being opened.

Yan Dongqi felt that all the parts of his body were stiffened into a piece of concrete and steel within a second, and his limbs were stiff and unable to move, so he could only stare up at the door with his body stiff.

When Han Yinuo opened the door and came in, he was stunned for a moment, then jumped up from the bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed the pillow cover and threw it on Han Yinuo, his voice changed a little.

"Fuck/Your second uncle, where are your clothes!"

The author has something to say: This chapter should be shorter, because some strange things will be stuck in the next chapter, otherwise you will have to say that I am crazy.

After twelve o'clock in the next chapter, I have something to brew for a while.

Sleep what you should.