Su Chi's car was parked on the side of the road. It was calm and low-key black, with a smooth shape and a striking appearance.
Su Yaoyi opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat. He turned his head and saw Su holding the steering wheel with a pair of big bony hands. The veins on the back of his hands were bulging and stretched into the neat cuffs.
Just sitting casually has a kind of aura that is not easy to mess with. Su Yaoyi fell into deep thought, where did the original body get the courage to lose energy from west to east
"Brother."
"Um."
He expressed his favor, "How about I drive?"
Su Chi frowned, "A new method of murder?"
"..."
Su Yaoyi shrank back obediently. Su held the shift lever with one hand, stepped on the clutch, and started the car into the traffic flow.
The street scene receded outside the car window, the sky was getting dark, and some shops had faintly lit sporadic lights. Even on weekends, the peak hours of getting off work have not been alleviated. People who are really running for their livelihoods have no holidays.
The traffic flow merged into the viaduct, and the road was congested. Su Yaoyi leaned on the car window to see the road conditions ahead, and the hot air he exhaled condensed into a cloud of water mist on the car window.
The vehicle was forced to a standstill.
Su Chi turned his head and saw that Su Yaoyi stretched out his index finger and drew a love heart on the car window, which was a bit ugly. He frowned and was about to speak, when another two words fell next to the heart—brother.
After the conversation stopped, Su Chi curled up his fingers resting on the steering wheel.
Su Yaoyi was still twisting half of his body to apply the love heart. From Su Chi's sight, a slender neckline protruded under the collar, and the wide neckline was torn a little because of his movements. The red mole is dotted on the white porcelain skin, surrounded by deep and shallow red marks.
"What happened to the shoulder?"
Su Yaoyi continued to paint, "Medals for men."
"..." Su Chi didn't want to listen to his nonsense, "After returning home, wipe off the safflower oil, a piece on the arm and on the head."
Apply medicine...! Su Yao turned back triumphantly, "Brother, can you wipe it for me?"
Su Chi scoffed, "Where's your hand?"
Su Yaoyi smiled obediently at him, "You wipe my head for me, and if you get medicine on your hands, just let it go."
He is a firm believer in increasing physical contact to foster relationships. The bodies are so close, can the distance between the hearts be far
"You're pretty good at passing me." The car behind honked its horn, and the traffic continued to move forward. Su Chi said "sit well" and continued to drive.
Knowing that he agreed, Su Yaoyi eagerly took out a bag of bread from the storage compartment inside the car door, "You haven't had dinner yet, have you? Dad said you'll come pick me up after you finish your business."
"Go home and eat."
"The traffic jam here is too severe," Su Yaoyi stretched his neck and looked at the traffic in front of him. The sky was several degrees darker than before, and the bright red headlights shone all the way in the dim light, and he couldn't see the end. "It will be an hour before you get home, so eat some bread to pad your stomach."
"I'm driving a car..." the voice stopped abruptly.
Su Chi looked down at the slice of bread handed to his mouth, and leaned back strategically, "What are you doing?"
Su Yaoyi leaned forward strategically, "I'll feed you, my hands are not dirty."
"… …I will not eat."
"Will be hungry."
Su Zhi's hand holding the steering wheel tightened slightly. This scene was really weird, under the late night sky, in the traffic jam, his adoptive brother with ulterior motives was holding up a piece of bread to feed him.
A week ago, Su Chi would definitely have guessed what kind of poison was in it. Now the awkwardness is greater than the suspicion, the relationship between the two of them should not be so close.
This kind of progress is sudden and natural, and I don't know where it started to change.
"Take it away." Su Chi lowered his tone, "I'll starve to death..."
"Die outside, jumped out of the car door, and didn't take a bite of the bread I fed." Su Yaoyi thoughtfully completed it for him.
Su Chi, "..."
Su Yaoyi withdrew his hand and took a bite, "It smells so good."
Su Chi endured, "You are not allowed to eat in my car."
Su Yao opened the window of the car in a calm manner, poked his head out and chewed.
Su Chi snatched him back with a dark face, "Who told you to stick your head out?"
"The car didn't move again."
"Ah."
A piece of bread was handed to Su Chi's mouth.
His tense jaw moved, and then he took a bite in his mouth.
Su Yaoyi couldn't quite understand Su Chi's inexplicable stubbornness. He frowned slightly, and passed another piece to his mouth, "Brother, it's just a piece of bread. Don't be so generous."
Su Chi, "..."
It was already after eight o'clock when I got home at night.
Yu Xinyan asked the kitchen to heat up some food for Su Chi, and asked Su Yaoyi to sit down together and have a bowl of sour radish and old duck soup. The kitchen had been stewed all afternoon, and the soup was still fresh.
Su Chi was choking on the half bag of bread and was flustered. Su Yaoyi fed him like a duck, without any pause, and he was full before he could react.
Seeing that Su Yaoyi still had the appetite to eat duck legs, Su Chi felt extremely unbalanced, "Can you still eat?"
Su Yaoyi brought out his own conservation law, "Although I am full, the old duck soup is an appetizer, and it ebbs and flows, and the place that is digested by the old duck soup is just reserved for the old duck soup."
Su Chi rubbed his belly and sneered and praised him, "a giant in contemporary physiology."
Su Yaoyi shyly said, "Then I will be regarded as the lintel of Guangyao."
Su Zhi suddenly felt that the old duck soup in the bowl was tasteless.
Before the meal was finished, Mama Wu, who was cooking in the kitchen, came out and asked if they wanted more soup. Su Chi said no, Su Yao pushed the small bowl unceremoniously, "Thank you Mama Wu."
Su Chi's eyes fell on his stomach, and there was no drum, which meant he could still eat it.
When Mama Wu came out again, there was a large piece of duck gizzard in the soup bowl, which was already stewed to taste, delicious and chewy, "Young master, eat more if you like it, I will go back to my hometown in half a month. Then you won't be able to drink."
Su Ling was sipping the soup, showing two round eyes from the top of the bowl, "?"
He didn't know about Wu Ma's family affairs, which was not explained in the book, and he was afraid of revealing his secrets by asking, so he simply kept silent. Su Chi frowned and said, "What's the matter, is there something wrong at home?"
"My little granddaughter is going to primary school, and my son's family is planning to move to the county town. There used to be a lot of my stuff in that house, so I have to go back and clean it up."
Su Chi nodded, "Tell us if you need it."
Wu Ma was grateful, "Thank you, Eldest Young Master, I have nothing to do, I just need to take a week off."
"It's okay, family matters are important."
After Wu Ma left, Su Yaoyi couldn't help staring at Su Chi several times, probably because his gaze was too strong, Su Chi put down the bowl, "What do you always see me doing?"
"You care about Mama Wu very much."
"After all, I have been taking care of our family for several years, and I always have feelings." Su Chi stared at him pointedly. "I am not a cold-blooded person. No matter how long we get along, I will have no feelings for others."
Su Yao wanted to bite a piece of radish, but when he heard this, his teeth shook and almost splashed the juice on the table.
"I can understand it very well, and empathize with it!" Su Yaoyi hurriedly explained to himself, "My parents are the best to me, and I always treat them as my biological parents, and my elder brother is also kind to me, you are my dear~ elder brother. "
The word "Dear~" was very long, and Su Chi shook his hand holding the chopsticks, "I treat you well, why don't I know?"
Su Yaoyi put down the bowl, and licked the corner of his mouth obediently, "Brother is very kind to me. I made a mistake before, and my brother didn't tell Dad. He just mocked me very unobviously and threatened me gently with his eyes." .”
"..." Su Chi, "Are you dissatisfied?"
"No, I'm just thanking my brother."
Su Chi sneered, "I didn't feel it."
Su Yao thought for a while, "Then I can learn how to cook from Wu Ma, and when she returns to her hometown, I will cook for my elder brother to taste."
Su Chi picked up his phone and flipped through the calendar.
Su Yaoyi, "...Brother, what are you looking for?"
"Old Huangli, let's see which day is suitable for funerals."
Before going to bed at night, Su Chi came to Su Yaoyi's room with safflower oil.
Su Yaoyi was lying on the big springy bed, his loose T-shirt just enough to cover his buttocks, and as he turned around, a small section of the hem of the dark boxer pants was exposed.
He spread a dark blue blanket on the quilt, his skin was dazzlingly white under the light on the blue background, and the red marks on his shoulders and elbows were even more striking.
Su Yaoyi heard the sound and turned to look over. Su Zhi's cuffs had been rolled up above his forearms, revealing tight and well-proportioned muscle lines. The safflower oil and cotton swabs were firmly held in his hands, with a skillful gesture.
He thought Su Chi was really good.
Although she still had that mocking tone when talking to him, she didn't completely ignore him.
"Apply the medicine." Su Chi opened the bottle cap, rubbed it in his hand, motioned for Su Yao to sneak over, "What are you doing with the blanket?"
Su Yaoyi immediately came over and pulled the neckline down, revealing her white shoulders. The red mole was embedded on the side of the right neck like a ruby, which was very eye-catching.
"I was afraid that the medicine I applied would stain the bed sheets, so I changed my clothes to looser ones."
Su Chi covered his palms, and gathered his fingers together, just covering the entire neck. He paused for a second, and then rubbed the medicine away with a little force.
The medicated oil had been rubbed in the palm of his hand to heat it up. The moment it covered his shoulder, Su Yaoyi felt that the hand holding his shoulder was wide, thick, hot and powerful; Opened, it hurts and feels good.
He couldn't hold back a soft snort, his legs dangling from the edge of the bed.
Su Chi frowned, "Where are your pants?"
Su Xuanyi said, "You don't need to dress so neatly in your own room, I'm going to sleep right away after you finish applying the medicine."
With good reasons, Su Chi was speechless.
After wiping off the medicine on the shoulders, and then on the elbows and head, the room smelled like a lot of safflower oil. Su Chi went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and asked Su Yaoyi to open the window to let the smell out .
Su Yaoyi slapped and ran to open the window.
As soon as Su Chi came out after washing his hands, he saw Su Yaoyi lying on the window sill with his round buttocks pouted. The flesh on the tip of his buttocks was still shaking because he pushed the window hard.
Su Chi, "..."
He suddenly realized his misunderstanding: Even brothers have boundaries, let alone they are not real brothers. He is the eldest in the family, and his younger brothers used to be younger. He even took a few of his younger brothers to bathe, but he disappeared after he was four or five years old.
At that time, I knew that my younger brother had to avoid suspicion when he grew up, but now he almost forgot.
"When I come to your room in the future, you remember to put on your pants."
Su Yaoyi opened the window and climbed back to the bed, "We are all men, so don't be so shy~"
He read in a magazine that many people like to talk when they are in hot springs, and he thinks that they can get closer if they can be honest with each other.
Su Chi sneered, "Then why do you install partitions in the bathroom?"
Su Xuan's meaning was clear, "They are all strangers, and the partition is also to protect the self-esteem of some men..."
The veins on Su Chi's forehead were twitching, and he had a goddamn man's self-esteem, "If you don't dress well, I won't come in next time." He turned and left after saying this.
The door slammed shut with a "bang".
Su Yaoyi pulled his neckline and stared blankly at the door of the bedroom, wondering why Su Chi had regained his stubbornness.
The medicinal effect of the safflower oil in the shoulder pit was very hot, so Su Yaoyi raised his hand and rubbed it. There was a hint of coolness in his fingers, which formed a stark contrast with Su Chi's palm.
He thought, palms are so hot, why is it so cold to speak