Please don't be so hard on me!

Miao Cong smugly shook the paper in his hand, "How about it, does it look familiar?"

Miao Cun tried his best to hold back the momentary bewilderment in his heart, and said with a sullen face, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"You drew Professor Luo in a sketchbook, and you still want to quibble? I don't have more than this drawing in my hand. Good brother, I blame you for drawing too well. I just went to your school's official website on a whim to check it out, and it was right. I got it," Miao Cun laughed eccentrically, "Your teacher Luo went to France and sold hundreds of millions of dollars at Sotheby's again. Isn't it very pompous?"

Miao Cun calmly looked at him with great interest: "Really, what do you want then?"

Miao Cong had been thinking hard for so many days, carefully deliberating on every blackmail plan, and now he puffed up his chest and said calmly, "Give me 100 million within three years, and no less than 50 in the first year. How about it? For your Professor Luo, it is not difficult, right? Otherwise, I will report you, saying that your teachers and students are colluding with each other, and saying that Professor Luo Yuanhe seduced the students." Miao Cong is confident, "He is so famous, if the report letter is posted, it will not be It's over."

Miao Cun sneered and laughed: "You all know that his paintings have sold for hundreds of millions, why don't you add more points? You are so promising? How should I put it, is it still the vision of a high school student?"

He looks good when he smiles, but he doesn't smile often, especially when facing his family.Miao Cong felt that his smile was too glaring, and he became angry for a while, but he calmed down abruptly, and said dubiously, "Have you accepted it?"

Miao Cun nodded: "Accept, why not accept? You'd better go tell Professor Luo yourself and ask him to pay in one lump sum."

It went so well that it was a little strange.Miao Cong knew that his elder brother was not easy to bully. On the surface, he had indeed robbed him of a lot of favors since he was a child. In fact, Miao Cun could always retaliate with an eye for an eye. The last time he just had sex on his bed. If he wanted to lay a woman down, he spread rumors that he made his belly bigger, so that Miao Jiancheng nearly broke his leg with a stick.

Miao Cong was a little psychologically disturbed after suffering so many negative losses.

He stared at Miao Cun suspiciously: "When did you become so talkative?"

Miao Cun finally broke out into a burst of laughter, laughing until his stomach ached. He held his stomach, laughing until tears came out, but his palms were sweaty from nervousness.

Miao Cong was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and asked uncomfortably, "What are you laughing at?"

Miao Cun was still laughing, unable to stand still, leaning on the wall with one hand, gasping for breath while laughing and saying intermittently: "Laughing...laughing that you have means, IQ, and ambition, so smart."

Miao Cong gripped the drawing paper tightly, "Fart!"

Because he laughed too hard, his chest felt itchy. Miao Cun coughed twice before he gradually calmed down, "I can't even praise you? Professor Luo is in France now, but I don't have his contact information. If you can't wait, Just ask the academy to tell him about it for you."

Miao Cong finally realized something was wrong: "What do you mean?"

Miao Cun looked at him and teased lightly: "I mean, I don't know Professor Luo well, so don't drag me into the water if you're stupid and want to be jailed."

"You don't know him well?" Miao Cong narrowed his eyes, "No, you have drawn hundreds of pictures of him?"

"How should I put it?" Miao Cun sighed softly, turned around and swiped his card to enter the door, "It seems that I never said that I painted him."

He has been playing riddles and going around in circles without elaborating, and Miao Cong's little patience finally ran out: "You fucking think I'm blind?"

"Well," Miao Cun threw down his schoolbag, looked back and smiled at Miao Cong, and said calmly, "It wasn't him who taught me how to draw." He tried his best to shield Luo Yuanhe from his life of feathers to safety. He said sarcastically: "Think about it with your clever pig brain, if my teacher is him and he likes me, would you still let me do this to me?"

Miao Cong actually thought it made sense.

Luo Yuanhe is famous and hopeful, and it is effortless to save a little Miao Cun.As long as he visited the dilapidated house in the corner of Miao's house for a second, Miao Jiancheng would worship the two of them as Buddhas from now on.

"And... the person I drew is Professor Luo's brother."

Miao Cong's expression changed: "Who the hell are you bluffing?"

"Believe it or not." Miao Cun opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of pure water, and drank half of it in one go.The water below normal temperature was cold from the throat to the lungs, which made Miao Cun's whole heart hang down gradually.He took a deep breath calmly, and then said again: "I said, if you want to threaten and blackmail, please feel free, but Professor Luo is a very serious person, we all cherish feathers when we learn painting, we are all stinky, and we all love feathers. I care about his reputation, if you spread rumors about him, I don't care, he should—no, he will definitely sue you."

After a pause, I suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously, "Are you sixteen? Are you legally responsible for sixteen or eighteen?"

Miao Cong's face was livid, but he was obviously intimidated, and his words were confused: "You, you don't frighten me, Luo Yuanhe is not in the country, of course you can say whatever you want!"

Sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Miao sat on the floor, picked up the game controller while turning on the TV, and stared at the startup screen: "Well, whatever you want."

Miao Cong's cleverness still came in handy.His mind was spinning quickly, and he said: "You pretend, you continue to pretend. I will definitely investigate, you are so famous, your high school juniors admire you very much, and even now you still like men It is rumored that as long as I ask with Luo Yuanhe's photo, you will never lie to me."

When Miao Cun was just in his first year of high school, because he lived alone, the punks in that low-level school always saw him as unhappy, finding fault with him every day, and Miao Cun would fight, get injured, write self-criticisms, and call parents every day.Luo Yuanhe heard the news, from then on he often picked him up from school, took him back to the studio, bandaged his wounds, and accompanied him to paint.

Ask now, and there are people who still remember these things.The naughty students said that the young man was handsome and gentle, and Miao Cun looked at him with strange eyes, and the homosexual scandal was entangled in it, until those people entered the vocational school, and they were still spreading.

Miao Cun squeezed the handle tightly, almost hurting his palm.

Miao Cong couldn't be allowed to go to school, and he couldn't be left with any doubts. He had to put an end to this matter right here.

"You are really fucking annoying," Miao Cun dropped the handle and got up cursingly, "Check it out as you like, I told you, I won't say a word for you when you go to court, you can do it yourself." After finishing speaking, he picked up his mobile phone and glanced at Miao Cong impatiently, "Why, you also want to listen to my boyfriend's call?"

In fact, it is very blunt for him to call Luo Minghan now, and the aggressive method is also very low-level, but Miao Cong is only a high school student after all, and he is not so fancy. When he heard the word "boyfriend", he immediately made up his mind. Idea: don't go.

Let's see where he conjures up a non-existent brother Luo Yuanhe!

Luo Minghan's car just got out of the underground parking lot, and he was about to go to an appointment that lacked interest.Seeing the word "Miao Miao", the mood of waiting for the traffic jam is a little more relaxed.

pick up.

Before he could speak, he called "Brother Luo" from the opposite side.

Miao Cun used the tone of calling Luo Yuanhe, with the same three words, Luo Minghan suddenly felt hit today, and reacted to the red light for a while before he braked, causing him to almost rear-end.

"What's the matter?" Luo Minghan hung up the bluetooth headset, took out the cigarette case from the central control, and stared at the red light for a few seconds.

Miao Cong stared at Miao Cun closely, and Miao Cun glanced down slightly: "It's nothing, I just missed you suddenly."

Luo Minghan pressed the lighter halfway, and forgot to smoke with the cigarette in his mouth. The flame was blue, and his eyes were slightly stunned. After a long time, he lit the cigarette, and asked with a half smile, "What happened?"

Miao Cun said seriously again: "I want to see you, come to me, okay?"

Luo Minghan glanced at the time and calculated the distance.Although the interview in the afternoon was not particularly important, the other party had asked him out several times, so it was not easy to release pigeons directly.It takes half an hour to go to the University City from here, once in a while...

"Wait for me," Luo Minghan took the cigarette from his lips, took a puff, lowered his eyes and smiled, and said, "I'll call you back in a minute."

Miao Cun let out a "hmm".

Luo Minghan called the partner: "I have something to do temporarily, so we can postpone the meeting for an hour, okay?"

A sentence is concise and concise, but it does not leave room for the other party to refuse.If the other party wants something from him, can there be any reason for it?Luo Minghan smiled at the phone: "Thank you."

Miao Cun didn't wait for a minute, that is, tens of seconds, before Luo Minghan called him back: "Are you at home, or at school? I'll come over now, half an hour."

The green light was flashing, Luo Minghan didn't leave immediately, he was waiting for Miao Cun's reply.The following car was in a hurry and honked its horn in the urban area.

Miao Cong refused to leave, and Miao Cun let him go to take a bath.Miao Cong followed suit, listening to the sound of the shower through the frosted glass door, and looking at Miao Cun's slender silhouette, his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Miao Cun said lazily, "You are sick, so watch me take a bath, or do you like men too?"

Grass.Miao Cong spat, "Fart, I have so many girlfriends!"

Miao Cun sneered, "Then move your dog eyes away."

Miao Cong resentfully said, "What do you know, I'm afraid you will be overwhelmed with suicide!"

"Just because of you?" Miao Cun asked leisurely, "Or because you will tell everyone that I like men?"

In fact, he is not afraid of this level at all, because Miao Jiancheng is more face-saving than anyone else. If Miao Cong dared to go around saying that there is a boy in his family, Miao Jiancheng would first sew his mouth with a steel needle.

"You don't think it's embarrassing!" Miao Cong asked fiercely, "What do men like, aren't they all the same as you?"

Although the question was straightforward, there was still an awkwardness hidden in it.Miao Cun can understand it, because Miao Cong is very "simple" bad, or stupid, so he does evil, sometimes acting like a joke.

Miao Cun rubbed his neck over the foam, teasing him viciously: "Because it's cool."

"Ouch!" Miao Cong vomited exaggeratedly, goosebumps all over his body: "Stay away from me from now on!"

Miao Cun took out the shower to flush the water, his voice sounded indistinct, and his tone was lazy: "Don't worry, your capital is not enough for me to like it."

After taking a quick shower, Miao Cun opened the door wet and came out, only to find that Miao Cong had already fled back to the living room, still clutching the drawing paper like a treasure in his hand.

While wiping his hair, Miao Cun asked thoughtfully, "Aren't you going to return my sketchbook to me?"

"Of course," Miao Cong regained his confidence, "just wait and see."

When Luo Minghan came over, the two brothers hadn't spoken for a long time.Miao Cun was playing games by himself, and Miao Cong was bored. He watched him operate greedily.

The door was ajar, and Luo Minghan pushed in straight away, calling him "Miaomiao".

"Brother Luo!" Accompanied by the youth's clear shout, was a figure galloping towards him.

The handle was hastily thrown down, and he ran too fast, like a gust of wind, rolling, bumping, gushing, and entering Luo Minghan's hot embrace.

Luo Minghan's eyes suddenly widened.

Because Miao Cun kissed him regardless.

Barefooted, feet padded, hugging his shoulders, wrapping around his neck, lips like rose petals were bright red, warm and moist, sucking on Luo Minghan's lips.

Luo Minghan's breath stagnated, and he heard an unpleasant "fuck!"

But Miao Cun turned a deaf ear to it and kissed with all his heart.

Amidst the rapid panting, there was another "click", which was the sound of the camera shutter.

Luo Minghan's heart skipped a beat, as if he just realized that there was an outsider beside him.He slightly pushed Miao Cun away, but still hugged him, pressing the black hair on the back of his head with his big hands, and glanced at the redundant third person beside him.

Miao Cong had just taken a photo and was about to record a video. When he caught Luo Minghan's gaze, he was so nervous that he swallowed unconsciously.

It's strange, he had an affectionate face towards Miao Cun, but the look he gave him was chillingly deep.

That seemed to be his true face.

The hand holding the phone unconsciously relaxed, and Luo Minghan asked in Miao Cun's ear, "Your friend?"

Miao Cun shook his head.

Luo Minghan paused for a moment, his voice was lower, and the lips pressed against the pinna moved closer: "Any person?"

Miao Cun leaned on his shoulder and nodded.

Luo Minghan kissed the tip of his ear: "Wait for me."

Miao Cun's heart trembled fiercely in these two words, not knowing what he was going to do.

Luo Minghan walked towards Miao Cong, "Alipay payment code, WeChat is also acceptable."

Miao Cong: "? What, what do you mean?"

Luo Minghan's heart was on fire, so his patience was limited: "I'll send you money."

Miao Cong was stunned for a moment, and Miao Cun squinted his eyes, looking at Luo Minghan's back.

Maybe it was because his aura was too aggressive, Miao Cong couldn't stand it at all, so he subconsciously called out the payment code.Two seconds later, it was displayed that Alipay had credited [-]. Luo Minghan said casually: "Buy a new phone."

The next second, the so-called "old mobile phone" was easily pulled out of Miao Cong's hand, and then flew over the window into the garden in a beautiful parabola, slammed on the fence, and fell to pieces.

Miao Cong: "—Fuck me!"

Surprised and angry, I heard a chuckle that I couldn't help.Luo Minghan also heard it, and spread his hands gracefully, with a helpless look: "You heard it, he has a nice smile."

The next second, Miao Cong stumbled and was pushed out of the door, and the moment he turned around to make a splash, the door slammed shut right in front of his nose.

The drawing paper he brought was still in place, slipping from the sofa to the ground lightly.Luo Minghan passed by, forcing Miao Cun step by step to the corner of the glass door, where the rose flowers used to be, with the most abundant sunlight.

The room was silent.

Miao Cun's Adam's apple twitched, he raised his eyes, looked up very high, and stared nervously at Luo Minghan's face.

Luo Minghan twisted the tie button to loosen it, and then raised his wrist to look at his watch.

Miao Cun didn't know why he had to look at his watch.

"15 minutes."

Miao Cun didn't understand until Luo Minghan pressed him against the glass door, kissed and kissed him, then lifted him from the waist and hips easily, and placed him on the only dining table in the living room.

The bathed body shivered finely on the cold glass, and gained heat from Luo Minghan's scorching body. His bare legs hung down from the edge of the table, and the insteps of his feet were beautifully arched and slender.

Miao Cun was pressed on the dining table and kissed for 15 minutes.