Handsome brother: "Please, good brother."...

Jiang Siran had drunk a bit too much and wasn't quite conscious. After hearing this, he sneered, "Are you blind? He's a man."

"What's wrong with a man? Isn't a pretty face enough?" Xiao Lehui seemed lovesick and even stopped drinking. "Even if he doesn't do anything, it's still pleasing to the eye to look at him."

"Aren't you a non-marriage advocate?" Jiang Siran glanced at him suspiciously.

"That doesn't mean I haven't met your brother before?" Xiao Lehui rested his chin on his hand, looking towards the stairs with a lost look. "I used to not believe in things like love at first sight and vows of undying love. It's so far-fetched, like a ghost story, it doesn't sound plausible. But your brother... is different."

The little wolf cub, who was attracted by the beauty, couldn't explain the specific difference.

But he knew one thing: from the moment he saw Fu You, his world was like an oil painting dotted with varnish, and even the colors became vivid.

Jiang Siran finally realized that Xiao Lehui was not joking with him.

For some reason, his heart suddenly sank. Jiang Siran slowly raised his eyes, grinning and asking, "Xiao Lehui, are you sick?"

Although he had a smile on his face, everyone could see that Young Master Jiang was very angry.

Xiao Lehui asked doubtfully, "Brother Ran, I want to pursue your brother, not steal your wife. Why are you so gloomy?"

"He is not my brother!" Jiang Siran retorted with a frown.

"Isn't that even better? It has nothing to do with you anymore." Xiao Lehui smiled and leaned back. The seemingly well-behaved dog's eyes were slightly malicious. "Maybe I'll get tired of us after we're together. Then I'll kick him out. Wouldn't that be revenge for you?"

"Give up, Xiao Lehui. You can't possibly get him." Jiang Siran didn't know what he was thinking about, but the obvious displeasure on his face suddenly faded.

He smiled sarcastically, his sharp features revealing a wild handsomeness under the light. "It's not certain who will be crying in the end."

"Are you so sure? I think I can take him down in a month at most." Xiao Le replied confidently.

"How about making a bet?" Jiang Siran looked up at him with a half-smile, his calm demeanor seemed like a provocation.

Xiao Lehui had only been talking nonsense—he'd truly fallen in love with Jiang Siran's beautiful adopted brother at first sight, and his heart was still pounding. For the first time in all his life, he'd wanted to live with someone.

He was serious and not joking.

But the young master of the Xiao family has been able to call the shots since he was a child, and he has gotten whatever he wants. He is used to being praised and treated with pride by everyone. How could he withstand Jiang Siran's sarcastic remarks?

With the alcohol in his head, Xiao Lehui immediately responded, "Okay, let's bet. Who's afraid of who?"

He pulled Pei Yi, who was drinking and watching the show next to him, and said, "Old Pei, be a witness."

Pei Yi quietly tapped the screen of the phone hidden in his pocket to stop recording. Then, as if nothing had happened, he responded with a cold face.

Xiao Lehui and Jiang Siran, who were drunk, didn't notice his little actions. At first, they argued with each other about the details of the bet.

The three plastic brothers, each with their own ulterior motives, played around until late at night. Fu You finally woke up and went downstairs to find the living room light still on.

As soon as I reached the first floor, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

In the living room, Jiang Siran was lying flat on the sofa with one of his long legs stretched out, several empty beer cans lying around him, his head covered with a pillow, as if he was fast asleep; Xiao Lehui was leaning against the coffee table with one hand supporting his face, with his eyes closed.

Pei Yi had his arms folded across his chest, his back leaning against the wall. His face was hidden in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen clearly. Perhaps he was asleep.

Fu You approached and saw that the floor, which was covered with floral silk carpet, was a mess with wine stains and garbage. He rubbed his temples with a headache.

It looks like this carpet is no longer worth keeping... The house is such a mess, so I'll give Auntie a bit more salary this month.

"Xiaoran, wake up." Fu You poured a cup of warm water, placed it on the coffee table in the living room, and then gently pushed Jiang Siran.

He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes covering his eyeballs, and said in a gentle voice: "You are drunk, you can't sleep here, you will catch a cold."

Jiang Siran, slumped under the pillow, remained motionless, seemingly intoxicated. Fu You frowned slightly and picked up the empty beer can beside the sofa.

3 degrees.

...This guy has such a low alcohol tolerance, and he dares to hang out in bars every day?

Aren’t you afraid of being sold by weight?

Fu Youchou sighed in his heart.

In fact, several young men who seemed drunk had noticed Fu You as soon as he walked over. After all, the cool fragrance of Fu You, like a sea of ​​bamboo, was too special.

Taking advantage of Fu You's back to him, Xiao Lehui put down the hands that were supporting his face and quietly opened his eyelids.

The handsome and sickly brother changed out of the suit he wore when he went home and put on simple home clothes. The black turtleneck sweater made his waist look even thinner, and his figure became slender and soft.

Just looking at his back, he seems younger than his age.

Xiao Lehui sniffed the faint cold fragrance in the air like a pervert, and the dog's eyes, which reflected Fuyou's back, showed a depth that was different from its appearance.

The light bathed Fu You's slender hands, their skin tinged with a translucent, almost translucent texture. His fingertips, gripping the water cup, were stained a light pink by the warm walls, their frail hands revealing their loneliness.

It was as if someone was pinching the thumb and index finger together to completely grab the snow-like wrist.

Xiao Lehui suddenly felt his throat was a little dry. His Adam's apple rolled, and after sitting up straight, he groaned pitifully.

"Brother, I'm drunk too." The little wolf cub pressed his head with his knuckles and looked at the other man in a polite manner: "I have a terrible headache."

Fu You was startled when he heard the voice, turned around, and saw the big boy blinking at him like a puppy.

Xiao Lehui was used to playing nice, and his sunny, cheerful face was quite deceptive. Fu You took a look, walked over, bent over, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt, Xiao Xiao?"

A cool and refreshing fragrance filled Xiao Le's face. He raised his head and looked at Fu You's gentle and beautiful pair of deep green eyes under her dark hair. He felt that he was even more drunk.

At the same time, a secret sense of pride welled up in my heart.

Young Master Xiao quietly looked at the cold eyes of the sick beauty in front of him, his gaze sliding across her snow-like skin bit by bit, and finally landing on that exceptionally beautiful hand.

"Brother, can you make me some hangover soup... or you can just rub it for me." Xiao Lehui's Adam's apple rolled again. He looked away, blinked pitifully at Fu You, and begged in a soft voice, "Please, dear brother."

Fu You looked at him quietly with her eyes lowered. Her snow-white and delicate face almost instantly reminded Xiao Le of the white pigeons he raised in his childhood, whose feathers were also so clean and white without any dust.

After a long while, Xiao Lehui finally heard the other party laugh softly and replied, "Okay."

Xiao Lehui's heart suddenly warmed up. He looked at Fu You stretching out his slender hand that looked like a beautiful jade sculpture, and he couldn't wait to raise his head and hand it to the other party.

"hiss!"

A sudden sharp pain on his forehead made Xiao Lehui groan and quickly raised his hands to cover his head.

The pain was so severe that Master Xiao almost cried. Xiao Lehui angrily looked at Fu You who had hit him on the head without warning.

"Are you sober now, Brother Xiao Xiao?" Fu You looked at the young man with a smile and asked innocently.

When he spoke, his cold and indifferent eyebrows drooped slightly, as if he was concerned and gentle. His black hair and light lips, his profile showed a carefully carved beauty under the light.

Fu You looks like this because he has such privileges. Who would have the heart to be angry with him?

Not to mention being angry, if a beauty hits you on the left cheek, you would want to turn your right cheek to her in an instant.

Xiao Lehui's anger instantly subsided, and he even felt that the beating he received was well worth it. He suddenly had an idea, and with his face still covered in red marks, he smiled and approached Fu You:

"I'm half awake, and half asleep. Brother, can you play the guitar for me again?"

The smile on Fu You's face faded. He didn't reach out again and took two steps back: "It's already late. If you don't go home, your family will be worried."

This is the farewell.

Xiao Lehui rubbed his forehead with a bit of regret.

But Young Master Xiao also understood the principle of sustainable development, and fearing that his excessive enthusiasm would scare away the handsome brother, he stopped pestering him, stood up and said goodbye with an extremely innocent look, then walked out the door with Pei Yi, who had been watching him for who knows how long.

As the host of the house, Fu You casually picked up a coat and stood up to see the guest off.

Both of them came by car. After calling a designated driver, they stood at the door of the villa and waited for a while. Xiao Le came back quickly and left the Jiang family first.

Wait until Pei Yi comes.

Before getting in the car, the tall, strong and aloof young man suddenly leaned towards Fu You who was about to turn around and go back to the house.

Pei Yi is the backbone of the university swimming team. He has a very good figure. With a height of 1.9 meters, when he stands in front of Fu You, it seems that he can suppress the other party in his shadow.

What's more, at this ambiguous distance, the broad shoulders completely blocked Fu You.

Fu You felt a sudden surge of discomfort, a sense of being invaded. But on the surface, he maintained his cool, indifferent demeanor, looking up at Pei Yi in confusion.

In the night, Pei Yi's features appeared handsome and hard. He glanced at Fu You, who seemed unusually slow in some respects, and whispered, "Be careful of Xiao Lehui."

This was the first time Pei Yi spoke to Fu You tonight.

Fu You blinked, not reacting for a moment. But before he could ask anything, the other party turned around, got in the car, and left.

...Why are kids nowadays like this, talking without coherence?

Fu You was confused and a little tired. As the night got late and the weather got colder, he walked back to the villa.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw my adopted brother still lying on the sofa drunk as a dead pig, which made me feel even more tired.

He sighed, came to the sofa again, squatted down, and poked Jiang Siran's arm: "Xiaoran, wake up? Can you sleep somewhere else?"

This time Jiang Siran seemed to have heard his words and moved slightly.

Fu You saw that there was something going on, so he poked it twice more. But for some reason, the other party stopped moving again.

Seeing that it would soon be dawn, and there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with at the group, Fu You lost his patience and prepared to stand up and go back to his room to get the bed quilt to cover the naughty child, and then go back to his room to sleep for a while.

But just as he was about to leave, Jiang Siran, who was lying on the sofa like a dead pig, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

The opponent was extremely strong and his palm was very hot. Fu You couldn't help but frown and subconsciously wanted to pull his wrist away.

Before he could struggle much, he suddenly felt dizzy.

Jiang Siran actually put his arm around his waist and dragged him onto the sofa!

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The author has something to say: In fact, the most scheming of the three male students is the sports student Pei Yi (pointing, jpg)