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As Xi Xun thought about it, the movements of his hands became more gentle and delicate, and the white bubbles stuck to the corners of his mouth, adding a bit of childishness to the whole small face.

Gently wipe off the mischievous foam with the pulp of your fingers, and you can see Song Yu blinking, the round and dark corners of his eyes curled up, revealing a bright smile and a small dimple at the corner of his mouth.

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, the amber eyes shimmered, and the color deepened a bit.

Brother, I'm afraid I won't give up my brother to you this time.

Even if he gave up everything in the Xi family, he would not hesitate!

He wants this person to only see him... This smile can only bloom for him forever.

As for everyone else?

He doesn't care at all.

Xi Xun stood up and put the toothbrush and cup aside, picked up the towel hanging on the side, moistened it with warm water, and wrung it dry.

He bent down again and stared at his younger brother who was playing with the corner of his clothes with his fingers, crumpling and smoothing the soft fabric on his body.

"Xiaoyu, look up."

The man didn't respond, he still lowered his head and ignored him, his slender eyelashes drooped and cast a small dark shadow on his fair skin.

Xi Xun reached out and clasped his small chin, forcing him to look up.

The pink lips parted slightly to reveal the white teeth inside, and there was a trace of surprise written in the black eyes, the whole person was like a little lamb.

Xi Xun turned his eyes away from this picture that made him want to stop, he really couldn't bear it anymore.

The pink and tender lips like jelly carry a deadly temptation.

Rudely pasting the towel on the man's face, the thick fiber of the towel with its hot and humid breath successfully awakened the deep-seated IQ.

Song Yu, who had been losing his IQ in the morning after getting up in the morning, finally managed to regain his sanity from the unshakable empty world.

But his vision was pitch black, and there was something hot and humid with a rough feeling on his face.

He wanted to retreat away from the intrusion of this thing, but a sense of confinement came from his jaw, making him unable to move.

"Well……"

A small moan escaped from the corner of his mouth as he struggled.

There was a pause on the face, "Is the second brother too strong?"

Then he finally regained his bright sight, and saw the second elder brother holding a clean white wet towel in one hand, his sleeves neatly rolled up to his elbows, and a concerned expression on his face.

When he wanted to lower his head, he found his chin was clenched, and his face, which had just cooled down, turned red again.

"Brother, let go. I'll do it myself, you go out first."

Only then did Song Yu realize that he was actually sitting on the toilet seat, replaying everything he had done just now in his mind, feeling that he was inferior, so he hurriedly got up and grabbed the towel from Xi Xun's hand, and drove him out.

The door was closed behind Xi Xun with a "bang". With a smile on his lips, he shook his head helplessly and walked towards the sofa, "What a pity."

The time this little guy was unconscious was too short, if it was longer, he would be able to see his softer brother moaning and whimpering.

But the days to come are still long, and he is not in a hurry.

After Song Yu closed the door in a panic, she leaned back behind the door, raised her head and closed her eyes, picked up the towel in her hand and wiped her face violently.

As if he was not awake enough, he took two steps to the sink, turned the faucet, splashed cold water on his face and rubbed his face hard.

What's wrong with me, they are all your brothers!

Are these... all normal family relationships?

He was the only son of Song Yu's previous ten families and had no close brothers or sisters.Because of his family education, he seldom gets too close to others, that is, in the past [-] years of his life, he has kept himself clean and never done anything excessive, let alone kissing...kissing and exchanging each other with his brother. comfort.

Thinking of this, those images that I don't want to recall clearly emerged again, and even the corners of my clothes seemed to be full of enthusiasm.

Serious thoughts kept bumping against me, and there was a voice in my heart emphasizing that I must not indulge too much in these thoughts that are not recognized by the world.

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Going downstairs, Song Yu didn't know what attitude to use to face his elder brother, but when his eyes swept over him, he didn't see the familiar tall figure at the head seat of the dining hall.

His eyes darkened, it seemed that he didn't have to worry about anything, even if there was an empty seat next to the bed that had gotten cold this morning, his heart seemed to have been hollowed out.

It seems that brother regretted it.

But also, with the black history of this body and all kinds of romantic pasts, it is difficult to continue to face it without changing face.

If the eldest brother can treat him like before, he should probably cry with joy.

Why, why is he actually still wanting more from the bottom of his heart.

Why is he still imagining that after a night of tenderness, he can continue to feel the reliable embrace and the warm gaze like water when he opens his eyes. He can still be the younger brother who can cook himself.

No matter how late he came to the dinner table, the big brother who was always looking at the newspaper with a blank face, and the dark dish that was always placed in the middle belonged to him alone.

Xi Xun clearly felt the loneliness and loneliness in the eyes of Song Yu who was walking beside him, and following those eyes, he naturally knew who the person in that seat was.

Sure enough, in Xiaoyu's heart, is the eldest brother already so important?

Xi Xun stretched out his hand and pulled Song Yu who had stopped suddenly to sit at the dining table, "Can't Xiaoyu see my intentions?"

Song Yu looked up at his second brother belatedly, his amber eyes were full of sincerity and there was a hint of pleading.

"Second brother..."

He naturally knew that not only the eldest brother, but also the changes made by the second brother for him, he still saw it in his eyes.

It can make a person with a serious cleanliness sweat and run together, share his own exclusive car, wash him and even sometimes touch him intimately.

However, they are just brothers.How should he respond?

"Second brother... I know you are good to me. But is our brotherhood really right?"

Song Yu is a leader in academic performance and work, but when it comes to relationships, she is really a blank slate.

His intimacy with other same-sex behaviors was uniformly classified as just repaying this body's past mistakes, and he never thought about the "love" aspect that he had never touched.

Xi Xun reached out his hand to touch the soft hair, and said in a warm voice: "Xiaoyu, we are the closest blood relatives in this world. I want to treat you well, why should I care what is right?"

"As long as I feel like doing it makes you happy, it's right."