He Yuheng may have never heard such bright and flirtatious words in his life, maybe He Wenchu's eyes were too deep, and he sucked him too hard.
By coincidence, he slowly leaned towards He Wenchu. He Wenchu's eyes were already full of smiles, and when his lips were about to stick together, He Yuheng's mind suddenly flashed the parents of this world,
In the next second, he suddenly pulled away and turned over.
He Wenchu: "..."
The smile in his eyes was replaced by displeasure. He lay flat and stared at the ceiling for a while, then got up and walked to the bathroom. He Yuheng had excellent hearing, and he soon heard a very soft, depressing, provocative voice coming from inside.
After a while, He Wenchu came out and lay down beside him as usual.
He Yuheng: "..."
Sleep, can't sleep.
There is something different, obviously Ah Chu is still the same Ah Chu, but He Yuheng just felt that something was different, until the weekend, He Zheng ran over to catch He Yuheng to learn how to drive with his Majesty, and had a meal by the way, at the dinner table, he With soup in his mouth, he said, "Brother, are you in spring? Why are you smiling so lewdly?"
He Yuheng always felt that the two brothers were very similar to some extent, for example, they were always blockbusters, but now that He Zheng finished speaking, he had the feeling that it was so. He held the spoon and saw the smile on the corner of He Wenchu's mouth. Concentrate, looking displeased: "Eat your meal."
While picking up vegetables for Fang Tianzhuo, He Zheng guessed: "Look at your brows and eyes full of spring, you have fallen in love, sister-in-law, don't hide and cover yourself, take it home and see you when you have time."
He Yuheng vaguely understood who the "sister-in-law" in He Zheng's mouth was referring to, and his ears were slightly hot, but Fang Tianzhuo suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, his brows slightly raised. Here, He Zheng stretched out his hand to grab the chicken feet on the plate, and suddenly a chopstick knocked over: "There are only two chicken feet, do you still want to eat them all?"
He Zheng withdrew his red hand, with an aggrieved expression: "You don't want to eat."
Fang Tianzhuo frowned, reached out to pick up his hand, and said in a low voice, "Go back to the palace later, and let the imperial dining room make more for Zheng'er."
He Wenchu glanced at it, stretched out his hand to pick up the claw, but before he could react, he found that the claw was gone, Fang Tianzhuo snatched it away, flicked it casually, and threw it into the trash can.
He Wenchu: "..."
The man had an expression of "Since you don't give Zhenger to eat alone, then you are not allowed to eat it", He Wenchu's mouth twitched, and said: "Your Majesty is really extravagant and wasteful."
"I'm extravagant." Fang Tianzhuo's tone was cold, He Zheng gained a little confidence, and glared at his brother: "Look, it's all your fault, it's gone."
Fang Tianzhuo did this, how could he still rely on him
He Wenchu was laughed out of anger.
After He Zheng ranted against his brother, he leaned into Fang Tianzhuo's ear and whispered, "Don't do this in the future, just leave it to him."
Fang Tianzhuo didn't, next, as long as He Wenchu liked the dishes, he would pick them all up and put them in He Zheng's bowl, squandering the emperor's domineering style to the fullest, He Wenchu changed his body now, Wu Gong was no match for him at all, so he simply dropped his chopsticks and stopped eating.
What he did made the most Buddhist person on the table frowned, and looked up at Fang Tianzhuo, his eyes met with murderous intent. The chopsticks on the table fought back and forth for a few moments, until He Zheng stretched out his hand and pulled Fang Tianzhuo, reminding him weakly: "My brother made the rice, let's not push ourselves too much."
But it's very strange that my brother has such a good temper today. If Fang Tianzhuo was so provocative as usual, he would have turned the plate over with a cold face, and today he actually looked aggrieved.
He looked a little sad.
He Yuheng glanced at the Xiao Shan Gao's food piled up in He Zheng's bowl, and suddenly picked up the braised chicken on the table, and grabbed He Wenchu with one hand: "I'll accompany Ah Chu to eat there."
My brother was dragged away obediently.
He Zheng bit his chopsticks and began to mutter in his heart. He Wenchu is the kind of person who suffers a loss and is obediently dragged away? Even tapping his fingers today seems to be intentional. In the past, both chicken feet in the family belonged to him. In order not to be partial, the two chicken legs belonged to He Wenchu.
What kind of wind is he smoking today
There is also Fang Tianzhuo, it is also strange, he is obviously not such a naive person, how could he take revenge on the other party in this way.
He Wenchu sat down at the bar with He Yuheng, and sighed: "Now that I have changed my body, I can't beat him anymore, and I can only be bullied."
"Don't be as knowledgeable as them." He Yuheng said, "Now this disk is yours."
He Wenchu lowered his eyes, hiding the smile in his eyes. He looked up at the couple who were not far away, and said, "I will trouble Ah Heng to protect me a lot in the future."
He Yuheng nodded, and He Wenchu whispered again: "If not, we'll secretly go to Dazheng's room some other day and smash that mirror, so that Fang Tianzhuo can't live again."
He Yuheng's heart beat faster, not just the warm breath in his ears, but also what he said, he took a sneak look at Fang Tianzhuo who was calm and calm, and said in a low voice: "This...is not right."
He also discovered that when Fang Tianzhuo had He Zheng around, he was in a good state, but once he lost He Zheng, he might not be so easy to talk to. If he found himself being tricked, the people there would probably suffer.
Fang Huang's tyranny is not just talk.
He Wenchu sighed, regretfully said: "Then what to do, he will follow Dazheng for the rest of his life, won't he bully me for the rest of his life?"
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"I will protect Ah Chu."
"Can you protect me forever?"
"Um."
He Wenchu bent his lips and said, "I will never leave me for the rest of my life?"
He Yuheng pursed his lips and sensed his indecency again, but he still said, "Naturally."
"Then if I get married in the future, how will Ah Heng stay with me?"
He Yuheng frowned, and looked over with a hint of annoyance in his eyes, He Wen stopped at the first sight, and said, "Just kidding, I have Ah Heng, how could I still find someone else?"
He Yuheng lowered his head again, picked up the white rice, and said, "But it's up to Ah Chu's arrangement."
The downcast Fang Tianzhuo's ears moved slightly, he looked at He Zheng's exquisite face, and suddenly kissed him on the mouth unexpectedly, He Zheng was stunned for a second: "Why, what's wrong?"
"Zheng'er will stay with me every step of the way."
"..." How can they stay inseparable now
Fang Tianzhuo said again: "Only in this way can I protect Zheng'er from being bullied by my brother."
"..." You are really strange.
He Yuheng's eyelids also twitched, realizing that someone had overheard his conversation with Ah Chu, and he felt a little uncomfortable.
After a meal, they went to practice driving and prepared for subject one. In order to prevent Fang Tianzhuo from unscrewing the coach's head, this time the driving lesson was a private lesson, but He Zheng still didn't dare to go far. Fang Tianzhuo only needed one When he gets in the car, he will follow and sit, thinking that if the coach can't help cursing, he can help coax him.
But he soon realized that he didn't need it at all. Every time it was He Yuheng's turn, the coach would show his style and point fingers in a serious manner, but Fang Tianzhuo opened the car door, and before he could sit on it, he began to tighten his skin Yes, and speak softly.
Fang Tianzhuo really has a fierce face. Compared with him, Brother Killer is much cuter.
After car practice in the evening, they went to He Zheng's to accompany their parents for dinner. He Yuheng felt a little guilty when he saw them. He was as quiet and polite as ever, but it was a bit different from Fang Tianzhuo's quietness. Fang Tianzhuo just sat wherever he wanted , the sense of presence is unstoppable, but He Yuheng's sense of presence is very low.
But in this case, insisting on greeting seems to make the guests even more unnatural, so the parents of the He family winked at He Wenchu together, and the latter paid more attention to him.
Leaving from his younger brother's house, He Wenchu looked at him: "Do you have something on your mind?"
"No."
He Wenchu raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said, "Is it because of my parents?"
He Yuheng's eyelashes flickered, and He Wenchu asked again: "Does Ah Heng think that liking me is a very bad thing?"
"It's not bad." He Yuheng retorted, looked over for a moment, then moved away slightly: "It's just that I'm worried..."
"You haven't done anything to me, so what's there to worry about?" He Wenchu was a little anxious. In his opinion, the two of them should have done everything they should and shouldn't have done that night. Who can do it? Thinking about this dragging on for a few more days, He Wenchu licked his lips, couldn't help getting closer to him, and said, "Isn't it a little too early for you to worry?"
The elevator door opened at this moment, He Yuheng walked out, fastened his seat belt as soon as he got in the car, He Wenchu had no choice but to drive home, regarding his parents, He Wenchu was sure, He's parents were very open-minded People, when He Zheng came out of the closet, they accepted it easily, and told He Wenchu to find a good boyfriend for his younger brother in the future, and he must know how to love others.
As for himself, He Wenchu was even less worried. One was that his younger brother was leading the way, and the other was that now that his parents had grandchildren, he would definitely not rush him.
That night, He Wenchu sent a text message to his father: "If your son finds a lover who is exactly like himself, what would you say?"
About half an hour later, his father replied: "Get lost."
He didn't even bother to make a phone call, and in the middle of the night, his mother called and asked about the situation. He Wenchu went to the balcony and yawned: "I fell in love with it, I have no idea... Well, I know, yes Yes, I am narcissistic... Isn't Dazheng very good? No, no... I don't like girls, don't you like him? That's it, um, I have a sense of proportion, good, good, good night, got it , take him tomorrow, thank you mom, well, good night."
After hanging up the phone, he looked sideways at his other sleeping self in the room, with his tongue on his cheek, showing a smile. He Yuheng slept very lightly. As soon as he walked in, he immediately opened his eyes. The face close at hand made him subconsciously distance himself: "It's so late, why don't you sleep?"
"I want to share a piece of news with Ah Heng."
He Yuheng nodded, and He Wenchu's expression was somewhat complicated: "I told my parents that you like me."
"!!!" He Yuheng's eyes widened suddenly, and He Wenchu continued, with a difficult tone: "My parents asked me to go over tomorrow...to be beaten."
He Yuheng's lips trembled, his eyes were a little flustered and fearful: "You, why are you..."
"I didn't want to tell you originally. I wanted to carry this matter on my own so that I could save others. If you stood in my position and faced our parents alone, I would definitely be angry, so I decided to tell you , there is a saying that people who love each other should share life and death together, right?"
The word "love each other" began to stir in He Yuheng's spiritual mind, and his expression became serious: "Yes."
"Then are you willing to overcome this difficulty with me?"
He Yuheng's expression became more serious, "Yes."
He Wenchu let out a sigh of relief, he held his hand and rubbed the back of it, pretending: "Actually, I'm still a little scared."
He Yuheng was also a little scared, he tried to calm down, and held He Wenchu's hand instead: "Don't be afraid."
"Can you do something to divert my attention?"
He Yuheng was stunned, and found that he came together with the voice, and there was a face that was very similar to himself. He Wenchu's voice was like a witch god cast a curse: "Do something to me, Ah Heng."
This was simply an overly straightforward invitation, He Yuheng could hardly move his eyes away, and he got closer and closer to him until his lips touched, He Wenchu's eyes were full of smiles. He Yuheng touched him gently, and then separated gently, unable to achieve a complete eye contact with him for a while.
Then he heard He Wenchu say: "There can be more."
"It doesn't matter, as long as it is Ah Heng, anything is fine..."
The heavy curtains blocked the colorful lights of the city and the bright moon. When it was opened again, it was already the second day when the sun was shining brightly. He Yuheng narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head. The man beside him was getting up lightly, as if Worried about disturbing him.
The vigorous muscles unfolded in smooth lines between actions. He picked up the home clothes and suddenly looked over.
He Yuheng closed his eyes again, spread his long hair on the pillow, as if he was still in a deep sleep.
He heard a very light laugh, quite pleasant, and the footsteps faded away, and the door was closed.
The bedroom was silent for a few more seconds. He Yuheng slowly propped himself up and sat up, but suddenly froze slightly. He raised his hand to stroke his hair back, pursed his lips, picked up his clothes and put them on.
When the main guard was skillfully washing up and looking up at the person in the mirror, he subconsciously tugged at his neckline.
What happened last night was different from what he had imagined, at least later... It was different, a little bad, but not too bad.
He Yuheng took care of himself very well, he was not picky about food, and he basically ate whatever was given to him. Breakfast had always been He Wenchu's home game. The two sat together peacefully, but the atmosphere was obviously very different from before. He Wenchu steamed egg custard today with shrimps in it, but there was only one bowl. He put it in front of He Yuheng, and he smiled softly: "A change of taste."
"Thanks."
He Wenchu raised his eyebrows: "Thank you?"
He Yuheng didn't say a word for a while, he used a spoon to pour the custard, and secretly raised his eyes in between, and found that He Wenchu was still looking at him with that unhappy look, "Why are you still thanking me?"
"Not used to it."
"Then you have to get used to me quickly." He Wenchu stared at him with his chin in his hands: "Yesterday's Ah Heng was great, I like it very much."
"Cough—" He Yuheng choked on the soft custard, He Wenchu thoughtfully handed the tissue to him, He Yuheng covered his mouth, a little unacceptable: "Why do you..."
"It's already great, does Ah Heng think I'm not great?"
"..." He Yuheng's face turned red like a boiled shrimp, and the raised collar around his neck fell down. Well, you should reward me, if I don’t do well, you can make suggestions, and I am the same, all this is to make our lives better, or does Ah Heng have other suggestions?”
"No."
"Then do as I said, first of all..." He Wenchu looked at him solemnly: "Praise me."
He Yuheng lowered his eyes, and suddenly couldn't help laughing: "The buns are delicious."
"Only buns are delicious?"
“Soymilk is also delicious.”
He Wenchu's tone was light and light: "Only soy milk is delicious?"
"..." He Yuheng paused, picked up the steamed stuffed bun and handed it to his mouth, sternly: "Eat, don't talk."
This is not the first time He Wenchu saw him like this. Every time he spoke with a cold face, he felt itchy in his heart. He didn't reach out, but took a bite of the bun with He Yuheng's chopsticks, smiling. Said: "I think buns are not as delicious as Ah Heng."
Without saying a word, He Yuheng put the bitten bun into his soy milk, the redness on his face still not fading: "It's delicious."
He Wenchu looked at his contaminated soy milk and felt suffocated, "Ah Heng... buns are different from deep-fried dough sticks, this one is soaked in soy milk, how do you want me to eat it?"
He looked up, and He Yuheng seemed to feel that he was wrong. He hesitated for a moment, remembering what He Wenchu said yesterday about sharing life and death together, then soaked his buns in soy milk, and said, "Well, let's eat together."
He Wenchu: "..."
He Yuheng is still not very good at using the kitchen utensils here, and he doesn't know the concept of danger for many things, so He Wenchu has never let him touch natural gas and other things, but He Yuheng has to do a lot, such as washing bowl.
But today, He Wenchu's attitude was a little different. After the meal, he took the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks and put them in the sink. He Yuheng followed, but he was dragged to the sofa by him. Le Kai: "Come on, play this."
He Yuheng didn't understand, He Wenchu turned around to wash the dishes, but suddenly turned around, propped his wet hands on the sofa, bent down and kissed him.
This almost identical face gave him extreme excitement and a sense of taboo. Just looking at the other person, he felt that every cell in his body was jumping with excitement. .
He Yuheng didn't dodge, just retreated slightly, and stuck to the back of the sofa. He Wenchu let him go slowly, and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"
He Yuheng has never seen a person like him, and he has to interview other people's thoughts when he does something, "Yeah."
Anyway, don't hate it.
He Wenchu was very happy, "I like it so much, let's do it again."
Before He Yuheng could react, he kissed her again.
The kiss was a bit long, and both of them were a little confused. He Yuheng thought of something, and subconsciously pushed him away: "When are we going?"
"Um?"
"Beating..." he said, "When will I go?"
He Wenchu couldn't hold back, and rolled over on the sofa laughing.
The author has something to say: Dad: Give Ah Heng some fish today to nourish his brain.
Mom: ...By the way, let's buy some walnuts.
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