Yao Ye frowned, gritted his teeth, and furiously exploded.
Ever since he was robbed of his girlfriend by a rich second generation, he vowed never to be insulted with contemptuous eyes again.
He couldn't stand such a look.
Yaoye's dissatisfaction naturally made Tu Laocai, who regarded him as his darling, very sad. He really didn't want to see his darling showing a sad expression.
"Ming'an, this is the very quiet brother you said!" Yao Ye said with sarcasm.
Except for the fact that he was sitting in a wheelchair, I really didn't see where he was at peace. Was that gloomy expression trying to intimidate him
Tu Laocai named Ming'an smiled guiltyly, and calmly comforted him: "Little boy, let's ignore him for now, come on, I've already prepared a big meal for my dear friend, the restaurant is over there, let's go eat !"
Yao Ye avoided Ming An's approaching hand with a face full of indifference, and said indifferently: "Yeah, anyway, I'm just a thing bought with money, so naturally it's not as important as your brother, it doesn't matter if you spoil me casually, no It's okay to apologize."
Seeing the expression of his darling, Ming'an's heart was about to break, and tears welled up in his glass-colored eyes.
He wiped away his tears childishly. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall and always hunched over, looking very useless.
Faced with the sobbing of this old man, Yao Ye couldn't bear to look straight at him, but he didn't plan to let this go easily, if he was kicked out of the way right after he came here, it would be very difficult to drive this guy out in the future.
"Dear heart...don't say that, you are my most beloved little heart, you are more important than me, don't be angry, it will be bad for your health if you are angry... so, I will drive him back to the room , fine him not to eat tonight!" After speaking, Ming An, whose eyes were red from crying, stepped up the stairs.
Seeing that Tu Laocai went upstairs aggressively and pushed his younger brother away, Yaoye curled his lips in satisfaction.
Hmph, let that kid keep looking at him coldly, right!
Watching Ming'an disappear into the corner of the upstairs corridor, the indifference on Yao Ye's face disappeared, and he couldn't wait to direct the workers to move his luggage to the master bedroom, and then began to look forward to the big dinner in the evening.
Among other things, the food was really good during the days when I was with Tu Laocai.
Upstairs, Tu Lao Cai Ming'an, who was pushing his "brother", was pushing the wheelchair with one hand, and was still wiping tears with the other hand, sobbing hard.
"Woo... It's all your fault, my sweetheart is so angry..."
Ming An cried while walking, and soon pushed the wheelchair into a dark guest bedroom.
The light in the guest bedroom was not turned on, only the light from the window came in.
Ming'an lowered her head, her glass-colored eyes met those of the same color on the wheelchair.
"It's so bad..."
Ming'an's cheeks were still stained with tears, but the corners of his mouth showed an increasingly weird arc.
He looked at his younger brother in the wheelchair, a fierce light flashed in his glazed almost silver eyes.
"Why is it still resurrected? Obviously, as long as there is one real me..."
The gloomy younger brother in the wheelchair also narrowed his eyes and laughed, his laughter was weird.
"Hohohoho—so cute, so cute, so cute!!! I want it too—" The younger brother's and Ming An's facial features are full of fiery love and hope.
prickly—
Blood splashed everywhere, hot blood splashed all over the room.
"It can't be... my lovely heart, it can only be mine... ho ho ho ho ho... mine alone! Forever!!!"
There was an excited and disgusted smile on Ming'an's pale cheeks, he picked up the knife in his hand, and carefully cut the bones and flesh of his "brother" one knife after another.
"Chop it thinner... thinner... no one... can't take away the heart..."
When Ming An thought of the beautiful body and wonderful voice of his sweetheart, the possessiveness in his eyes deepened.
He grinned, and began to long for the taste of heart and liver again, so longing that the corners of his mouth were drooling.
"Heart...beautiful ho ho ho—it's mine...all mine ho ho ho!"
boom! boom! Stabbed—the blade was sharpened.
Ming'an was spattered into his eyes by blood, his glass-colored pupils were stained blood red, he forcefully cut open a piece of flesh and blood that was fast bonding together, and the expression on his face suddenly turned into hatred and resentment.
These monsters that just keep multiplying, monsters... disgusting monsters!
He will never allow these monsters to take away his sweetheart!
"You... monsters... go to hell... all of you... ho ho ho ho!"
The skinny black-haired man was covered in blood, and kept raising the blade in the dim guest bedroom. The excited expression on his face was enough to make any normal person who saw this scene shudder.
downstairs,
Yao Ye got impatient with waiting, he still wanted to eat a big meal, why is that old rich man still staying upstairs, isn't he talking bad things about him with his brother
This bad bastard, I gave him everything, but he still speaks ill of himself upstairs!
Yao Ye, who was so angry with his own imagination, became more and more angry as he thought about it. He pinched his waist angrily and shouted loudly: "Your surname is Ming! Die for me!"
Hearing the voice of his beloved baby, Ming An, who was still addicted to chopping meat, suddenly stopped.
He looked blankly at his bloody hands, and muttered distressedly, "If you don't wash them clean, you will make your heart angry", then he dropped the knife in his hand and went to the bathroom of the guest bedroom to wash up.
Now his whole body is covered with the blood of those dirty things, it would be bad if his sweetheart smelled it.
There was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, and outside the bathroom, there were walls and carpets stained with bright red blood, and even the bed was stained red by the internal organs that were thrown away at will.
After a while, Ming An came out after drying her wet hair.
He looked at the skull fragments that were gradually sticking together on the ground with disgust, and unceremoniously used a knife to poke a hole out of the unsealed skull.
"Hee hee hee - it's fun..."
Ming An put on a set of clean clothes with a smile, and walked out of the bedroom, not forgetting to lock the bedroom door before leaving.
"Darling, I'm coming~ Let's go have a big meal!"
Yao Ye has already started eating, and he will not be so stubborn as to wait for Ming to calm down before eating.
In the spacious dining room, Yao Ye sat at one side of the western-style table, enjoying his meal, and there were a lot of red wine and candles.
"Dear~ I miss you so much~" Ming'an came straight to Yao Ye, hugged Yao Ye in his arms, and then let out a satisfied sigh.
"Slow to death!" Yao Ye was forced to sit on Ming An's lap, and nodded Ming An's head in disgust.
Wet, and actually took a shower upstairs, tsk tsk tsk.
Ming An looked at the smooth and fair face of his sweetheart, licking and stroking his earlobes eagerly.
"My heart... so beautiful... I love you so much..."
Yao Ye was eating well at first, but he was really annoyed by this guy who is always smart and has a worm on his head.
"You give me a good meal! This is on the dining table!"
"I don't, dear, let me do it~ The servants are gone, I just let them go, don't be ashamed hehe!"
"Get out! Ah! You... don't move there... Shit!"
"Good heart!"
"...I didn't mean that!"
Yao Ye's face was flushed, taking advantage of the gap between confusion, love and confusion, he still did not forget to threaten Ming'an: "Don't favor your brother anymore! Otherwise, I will break up with you!"
After all, doesn't this local old man still don't want to let himself have a conflict with his brother, or else he would just push his brother and run away, as if he was afraid that he would talk to his brother.
Yao Ye saw it clearly, and preliminarily concluded that this old rich man was a younger brother.
It seems that the plan to get rid of his younger brother has to be considered in the long term, otherwise the rich old man might not be on his side.
"Well... so comfortable... sweetheart, don't mention him, my favorite is sweetheart~"
Ming'an stared at his beloved with dazed eyes, not wanting to look away for a moment.
Yao Ye avoided Ming An's sight.
Sometimes I really can't tell whether this old man is pretending to be stupid or really stupid. It's obviously a relationship bought with money, and it's as if he was really in love.
Even though he complained about Ming'an like this, Yao Ye still liked it very much. He hugged Ming'an's pale and cool body tightly, his face turned red.