My nemesis brother looks at me very strangely

After sending Liu Zhenghong away, Ning Nanjia took Jiang Beiyu back to the room, and just asked "Are you hungry?" Jiang Beiyu hugged him from behind.

His cold chest was pressed against his back, and his broad shoulders hugged him into his arms.

Feeling the trembling of the hands around him, Ning Nanjia turned around, and slowly reached out to hug Jiang Beiyu's thin and straight back. Although he didn't know what happened, he still took it lightly. With a soothing voice,

"never mind."

His forehead was pressed against the warm skin on the side of his neck, and he felt the pulsating blood and heartbeat inside. Jiang Beiyu regained some perception in a trance. He felt like a human being. He greedily rubbed the temperature between Ning Nanjia's neck, and he muffled road:

"I just went to see Jiang Mingfeng."

Gently touching the tip of his hair with his long fingers, Ning Nanjia said "Hmm", "Uncle Liu sent me a message."

Jiang Beiyu didn't speak any more, and rubbed his forehead against his neck like a small animal absorbing its warmth.

Ning Nanjia felt a little itchy from being pushed by him, and pressed his hot palm against his slender and cold back of the neck. After a little hesitation, he slowly asked in a low voice, "Do you want to kiss?"

After a slight pause, Jiang Beiyu was amused by him, put his cheek against Ning Nanjia's shoulder and raised his eyes to look at him. After his eyes lightly slid over his beautifully shaped thin lips, he shook his head,

"Keep it for now, now I want to hug."

Ning Nanjia hugged him according to what he said, and after a while, Jiang Beiyu raised his head, and after a little separation, he asked, "I'm a little hungry, is there any food?"

"Yes, grandma left some food for you, just wait for me and I'll get it for you."

Jiang Beiyu nodded, watched Ning Nanjia go out, and sat down with the help of the table. After a while, Ning Nanjia came up with food.

Two meats, one dish, and a bowl of bone soup.

"The fish has been deboned, but you should be careful when eating it, so as not to have thorns."

After handing the chopsticks to Jiang Beiyu, Ning Nanjia pulled up a chair and sat down next to him, watched him take two bites, and then raised his jaw and asked him,

"Did Jiang Mingfeng say anything strange?"

Taking a bite of a piece of fresh and tender fish, Jiang Beiyu lowered his eyes and replied, "I didn't say anything."

Ning Nanjia knew that Jiang Mingfeng had put in so much effort to find him, and it must have been more than just a glance, but Jiang Beiyu didn't say anything, and he wouldn't force him. After quietly watching him eat half a bowl of rice, he He picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup and handed it over, while lowering his voice and saying:

"Anyway, no matter what he said, don't take it to heart. He is now sentenced to life imprisonment, and his mind is not normal. He said some crazy nonsense just to make you feel bad."

After drinking with his hand, Jiang Beiyu raised a pair of dark eyes and looked at him, "Did you ask Police Officer Liu?"

Thinking that Jiang Beiyu didn't like him asking about him on his own initiative, Ning Nanjia explained, "No, Uncle Liu said it himself, but he didn't tell me what you said to Jiang Mingfeng."

The long eyelashes drooped slightly, and Jiang Beiyu said "um", and after finishing the rest of the meal, he took the spoon in his hand to drink the soup.

While watching him drinking, Ning Nanjia tilted his head and chatted with him, "Actually, I heard from Uncle Liu that he was originally sentenced to ten years in prison, and then new evidence of crimes continued to appear. Economic crimes plus murder. Add more and more, and it ends up being a life sentence."

"Maybe my grandfather asked someone to do it. My grandfather only has one daughter, my mother, and no other children."

After finishing the last sip of soup, Jiang Beiyu put down the bowl, turned to look at Ning Nanjia who seemed to be lost in thought after listening to his words, and couldn't help asking, "Are you scared?"

His eyes gradually focused. Ning Nanjia just raised his eyelids, and suddenly felt his eyes darken. The next second, Jiang Beiyu lowered his head and kissed him on the mouth.

A kiss like a touch of water, with a hint of comfort, at the same time, the long fingers gently rubbed his chin,

"Don't be afraid of me, I'm different from them."

Although he didn't take Jiang Mingfeng's words to heart, genes are very strange things, and those dark and paranoid thoughts soaked in his bones are actually no less than Zheng Yizheng, but he is luckier than Zheng Yizheng, and he met someone who also likes it. His Ning Nanjia.

Ning Nanjia didn't think about that at all, he was just thinking about what kind of person Jiang Beiyu's grandfather was. Seeing that the little wolf dog seemed to have lost his mind, he shook his head and reached out to grab his restless mouth. finger,

"I'm not afraid of you, don't think too much."

Jiang Beiyu let out a "hmm", from such a close distance, he could see some fine luster flowing in Ning Nanjia's eyes, he could also see his beautifully shaped thin lips with a nice color, and he could even see him propping his jaw, Sharp and protruding clavicle.

A trace of anxious thirst suddenly appeared in his throat, and he couldn't help asking, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"

Tonight, Song Zhiwei and Ning Fu were going to participate in the activities for the elderly in the community, and they probably won’t come back until later. On the first day of the holiday, Ning Weitong didn’t come back until eleven o’clock, so he hesitated a little. Ning Nanjia still let go up,

"Go to your side, I'll get up early tomorrow morning."

Now that it's summer vacation, the two of them will spend more time at home, because of Yuan Bao's incident before, Ning Fuyuan and Song Zhiwei are not the kind of people who don't know anything about homosexuality, and it's easy for them to see something if they get too close , Ning Nanjia plans to wait until the college entrance examination is over before a showdown with them, so he must be cautious now.

When the holidays come, the group will be very active. Ning Nanjia lay on the bed after taking a shower, held up his mobile phone and just played two games, and the mouse @ him in the group asked him if he wanted to watch the boxing match tomorrow.

Just as he was hesitating, Jiang Beiyu threw off the quilt and lay down on him. He still smelled of shower gel, like the fragrance of some kind of flower branch, and his body temperature was slightly cold, so cold that Ning Nanjia couldn't help shrunk back.

Just moved away an inch, Jiang Beiyu stuck it up, resting his chin on his neck, looking over his chin to look at the chat page on his phone, "Like watching boxing matches?"

"Fortunately."

Ning Nanjia took the time to reply to the mouse, "Let's talk about it tomorrow". Just as he was about to put down the phone, a message popped up on the screen.

Seeing the word "Brother Ning" at the top, Ning Nanjia's eyebrows twitched suddenly. Before the screen went black, a long white finger slid out the message first.

"Brother Ning, in order to thank you for your help last time, there will be a band performance in a nearby bar tomorrow night. Zhengxi would like to invite you to come and play together. Do you want to show your face? Qi Xishi."

After reading the message word for word, Jiang Beiyu pressed his thin lips against his ear, gently licked and bit his thin earlobe, and asked in a low voice, "How did Brother Nan Jia help him? I do not know how?"

Ning Nanjia really didn't know what he was busy with at first, but when he heard Qi Zhengxi's name, he knew it was because he was helping out in the hospital last time.

The whole thing was too troublesome to explain, before he could shake his head, Jiang Beiyu took his mobile phone over, pressed it off and put it behind the bedside table, and turned him over with one hand on his shoulder.

Because the light coming in from the window was bright enough, only a small bedside lamp was turned on in the bedroom. In the dim light, Jiang Beiyu's thin and broad shoulders were slightly arched, with one arm propped by his ear, The falling shadows are densely enveloping,

"Brother Nanjia, aren't you going to explain? Huh?"

Ning Nanjia was turned into a supine position by him, and his eyes inevitably crashed into those dark eyes.

Because of the closeness, Jiang Beiyu's breath lightly brushed his cheeks, it was a little itchy and hot, Ning Nanjia's long eyelashes slightly raised, and just about to say something to explain the message just now, his mouth just opened a little , was covered by his hand.

Most of Jiang Beiyu's body was pressed against him, one hand supported the back of his neck, and the other hand covered his mouth and forced him to raise his jaw.

Such a posture made Ning Nanjia's slender and fair neck look more obvious. In the dim light, the small bright red mole on his Adam's apple looked particularly deceptive.

It was as if a fire was burning from the lower abdomen to the heart. Jiang Beiyu's eyes were hot, and his heart was hot. He couldn't help but lower his head and kiss him: "I know you and Qi Xishi are fine, but I'm still a little unhappy. I don't like other men thinking about you, you are mine."

After finally breaking away the hand covering his mouth, Ning Nanjia just took a low breath when she suddenly felt Jiang Beiyu bite on the side of his neck.

Ning Nanjia pinched one of Jiang Beiyu's ears and explained to him in a low voice because he was afraid that the noise he made would be heard by Ning Weitong next door.

"He didn't miss me, it's just that something happened before, don't, uh..."

All the small words were swallowed by the other party's lowered mouth, Jiang Beiyu laughed lowly and said in a hoarse voice, "Walls have ears, brother Nanjia better stop talking."

The long and passionate kiss seemed to have passed a whole century, and when Ning Nanjia felt that she might become the first unjust soul in history to be kissed to death by her boyfriend, Jiang Beiyu finally let go of him.

The air in the room was so stuffy that his mind was a little swollen. He raised a hand to push open the wooden window on the wall.

The cool night wind blew in along the open window sill, slightly blowing away some of the ambiguous atmosphere in the bedroom, and also cooling the slightly hot temperature on his body.

Ning Nanjia leaned on the window sill to cool off for 2 minutes, and Jiang Beiyu behind him covered him with a thin blanket, then put his arms around him, rubbed his head against the back of his neck, and said in a hoarse voice,

"You're sweating, don't blow the wind, you'll catch a cold."

Ning Nanjia let out a "hmm" and didn't move, "Let's brag, wait a minute, I'm afraid I've done something wrong."

They are all full-blooded young people. Ning Nanjia really can't imagine that if he kisses Jiang Beiyu again, will he accidentally make sauce for him? not good.

[The author has something to say]: Ning Nanjia: I can't act too hastily, um, I can't.

Jiang Beiyu: Brother Nanjia, fuck~ I'm too hasty, it seems to be something I should worry about, after all I'm an rmb player.

Report a height: Ning Nanjia 182, Jiang Beiyu 182.5 (at present, will continue to grow)

Ning Nanjia: Why is he 0.5 more than me?Short stature and a lot of offensive pressure

Jiang Beiyu: It’s okay, you don’t have such pressure