Chapter 36 Foster Brother [VIP]

In the quiet room, the light from the overhead wall lamps shone down, enveloping the young men embracing on the large bed.

The distinct sound of his heartbeat echoed in his chest, harmonizing with the rhythmic breathing behind his neck and ears. In the comfortably warm, air-conditioned bedroom, his skin felt hot from the steam.

So the hand around her waist moved slightly, and she quietly lifted the hem of her clothes and reached in from below.

The abdomen was cool, which made the hand that reached in seem soft and warm in comparison. Then, it tensed up the moment it sensed the intrusion, revealing clearly defined muscle lines.

Qingran slowly moved her right hand to feel the undulating lines under her palm. The skin was smooth, delicate, soft yet resilient, and felt wonderful to the touch.

"Hmm? Again?" Pei Xu asked him lazily, lifting his eyelids.

"No, just touch it casually."

The boy closed his eyes and buried his head back, letting him do whatever he wanted without moving.

When he felt the hand move to his chest, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips as he chuckled and scolded, "You little pervert."

He nudged the soft flesh behind the other's ear with the tip of his nose, and in the darkness, the delicate scent of jasmine instantly enveloped him intensely.

Pei Xuhui took a deep breath, feeling as if the fragrance permeated his very being.

Um?

The hand that had lingered on the chest for a moment then moved downwards again, even lower than the waist and abdomen.

Pei Xu lazily raised his hand to press down, then opened his dark eyes: "You really don't want me to get a good night's sleep, do you?"

Qingran turned her head, which was buried in the sheet, her hair was messy, and her cheeks were slightly flushed, like a messy but exquisite doll.

He blinked obediently: "We won't sleep together tonight, don't worry, I won't wake you up."

Pei Xu glanced at him and chuckled, "Night is night, now is now, are they the same thing?"

Qingran: "It's the night you mentioned."

Pei Xu replied, "So you're just going to make me suffer right now?"

Qingran: "You can go to the bathroom to take care of it yourself, I won't bother you."

Pei Xuhui gently frowned and flicked his forehead: "How old are you? Don't say things like that."

He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

Qingran sat up, rubbing her head which wasn't hurting much, and looked at the boy's back as she asked quietly, "Are you going to take care of this yourself? Do you need me to leave?"

The boy paused, then said through gritted teeth, "No!"

He just needed to use the restroom!

The bathroom door slammed shut in front of me, leaving me with a somewhat emotional feeling.

Qingran lowered her hand and gently furrowed her beautiful brows.

Adhering to the principle that it's better to doubt others than to waste one's own time, is this person still clueless?

...

Time flies when you return to school after the holiday, and the college entrance examination, which is only a few days away, is just around the corner.

With a blink of an eye, the college entrance exam was over.

The graduating senior high school students are given a three-month vacation, while the first and second year high school students still have to go back to school for classes.

Pei Xuhui was a graduate, while Qing Ran was a student.

The two are out of sync for about twenty days.

Qingran asked Pei Xuhui what he planned to do during this time, and Pei Xuhui said, "Graduation party, teacher appreciation banquet, and then filling out college application forms."

He's the class monitor; these things have to be arranged by him.

"Why not take this opportunity to travel around?"

Pei Xu pinched the tip of his nose: "You didn't even have a holiday, where am I supposed to go? Who's going to go out and buy you food if you get hungry at night?"

"But I've graduated, so I can buy it and bring it in for you," the boy said, remembering this.

Qingran muttered, "I don't want to eat it every night."

Pei Xu replied, "So, do you want it or not?"

Qingran: "Yes."

The first thing arranged was the graduation party.

It's not mandatory; those who want to participate can participate, and those who don't want to participate can choose not to.

After the class committee members tallied the number of attendees, Pei Xu went to contact a restaurant for the gathering. He also asked the arts and culture representative to prepare some games for the gathering.

In this situation, Truth or Dare is the perfect game.

Half of the students in Senior Three (1) attended this graduation party.

During the game of Truth or Dare, even though Pei Xu didn't get the bottle to land on him when he spun it, his classmates still teased him, saying, "It's all about participation."

Compared to the absurd demands of either confessing your feelings to the first person you meet outside or kissing someone in your class, this is a far cry from the usual dares.

Pei Xuhui conservatively chose to tell the truth.

The arts and culture committee member brought over a box of slips of paper and asked him to draw three.

Pei Xu raised an eyebrow: "So generous, others get one, but I get three?"

"You're the class monitor, so you should do more!" He Anzhou chimed in from the side.

Pei Xuhui, who was in a good mood at the dinner party, didn't want to spoil everyone's fun. He smiled and said, "Okay, three bills it is."

He doesn't have any secrets he can't tell.

After drawing the slip of paper and unfolding it, the three questions were: Who was your first love? Who was your first kiss? Who is your dream girl?

A hint of disdain flashed across the boy's handsome face as he answered without hesitation, "No first love, my first kiss was probably with my brother? No dream girl."

"Holy crap! How could my first kiss be with your brother? It doesn't count!" He Anzhou refused to admit it.

Pei Xuhui retorted, dissatisfied: "Why can't it be my younger brother? Can't I accidentally bump into him after waking up?"

He Anzhou rolled his eyes: "What do you know about a first kiss?"

He stretched out his two hands and rubbed them together repeatedly, like washing his hands: "Do you understand? This is what a first kiss is. An accidental brush doesn't even count as a kiss."

Pei Xuhui, with her rich associative abilities, subconsciously put herself into the imagined scenario, but stopped herself in time after realizing who she was thinking of.

He Anzhou suddenly leaned his head close to him, his expression a mix of lewdness and gossip.

Who were you thinking about just now?

Pei Xu glanced at him: "Just because you asked, does that mean I have to tell you?" His heart pounded a little as he imagined the scene.

But this wasn't the first time he'd had Qingran's heart racing, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

"So you've thought about it, right?"

He Anzhou chuckled. He thought Pei Xuhui was a saint who had transcended all worldly desires, but he still has emotions and desires.

Today he was determined to find out who this person was who had made Pei Xu feel refreshed and his heart flutter!

He asked the students to wait a moment, lowering his voice.

"Tell me in a low voice, who were you thinking about just now?"

Pei Xu replied, "I wasn't thinking about anyone."

He Anzhou: "Impossible!"

"Hey, just tell me, I won't tell anyone. Tell me, tell me! Who was the first person that popped into my head?" They wouldn't give up until they found out.

Pei Xuhui got annoyed by his questions and chose to answer to get away.

"My younger brother."

He Anzhou froze, then grabbed him suspiciously to confirm, "I asked you who you thought of for your first kiss."

Pei Xu replied, "Didn't you hear me? My brother."

He Anzhou asked again, incredulously: "You connected your first kiss to your brother?"

Pei Xuhui was speechless: "Didn't you ask who was the first person to come up with? Besides, it's better than associating it with someone else; it's impolite."

So, is it polite of you to associate your brother with him?

No, this isn't a matter of politeness!

In the past, he only thought that Pei Xuhui had a good relationship with his younger brother, but now... He Anzhou realized that he might have discovered a secret.

And this secret was not even known to the person involved.

The dinner party wasn't a convenient occasion to discuss this matter, so He Anzhou didn't ask any further questions and changed the subject.

Fortunately, he didn't gossip too loudly just now.

"Alright, let's not talk to this clueless, innocent virgin. Let's keep spinning the bottle, who's next?"

Pei Xu narrowed his eyes: "You mean, you're not a virgin?"

"Oh~" Everyone immediately understood the key point.

He Anzhou: "?" Brother, who am I helping out of this predicament?

Are you kidding me?

"Okay, let's skip the first kiss thing. Anyway, there's no one else but your brother. Don't think you can get away with this about your dream girl."

Pei Xuhui would be afraid of him? He lazily raised his eyes: "I said I don't have a dream lover."

He Anzhou sneered: "If you didn't have one before, then think of one now. The so-called dream lover is just like your ideal type. Is your ideal type male or female?"

The students watching the classic showdown between the class monitor and the academic representative widened their eyes instantly – how interesting and exciting!

Pei Xu was utterly astonished. His ideal type could be a man? Was He Anzhou deliberately messing with him?

"Female." He answered with a single word, speechless.

He Anzhou listened to him boast: "Long hair, short hair."

Pei Xu replied, "Short, isn't it?"

He Anzhou: "Introverted or extroverted?"

Pei Xu thought for a moment and said, "There's no need to set limits. The other person can be introverted if they want to be, or extroverted if they want to be."

He Anzhou: "Height, weight, skin color, eyes, nose, and mouth."

Pei Xu replied, "The height difference should ideally not exceed ten centimeters." Otherwise, kissing would be inconvenient.

"Being too fat or too thin is not good. You need to have fair skin, almond-shaped eyes with slightly upturned corners, long eyelashes, a small and straight nose, and rosy, healthy lips, like rose petals."

You've described it in such detail and you're telling me there isn't anything?

He Anzhou rolled his eyes inwardly, but said aloud, "Everyone heard that, right?"

"Our squad leader Pei's ideal type is a girl who is at least 175cm tall, with short hair, fair skin, peach blossom eyes, long eyelashes, and lips like rose petals."

Well, aside from the gender, all that's missing is the name Yu Qingran.

"Students who don't meet these criteria don't need to confess. Our class monitor is determined and won't agree. He will only coldly and ruthlessly reject any confession."

The last sentence is both a joke and a serious reminder.

Graduation has arrived, and some girls who were just beginning to experience romantic feelings want to take this opportunity to boldly express their emotions. Oh, and maybe some boys too.

Pei Xuhui smiled, knowing that He Anzhou was giving everyone a heads-up, and nodded in agreement: "That's right, even if there are people who meet the criteria, I will only refuse. I'm not interested in dating for the time being."

"Is the reason I'm not interested because there's no one named Yu Qingran here?" He Anzhou thought to himself.

To their surprise, these words actually discouraged several people from mustering their courage.

After all, Pei Xuhui is handsome, academically excellent, and has a carefree and easy-going personality, so it's perfectly normal for someone to like him.

The dinner party ended around 8 p.m., and the group went to a karaoke bar to sing.

Pei Xuhui didn't participate in the whole process; he said goodbye to He Anzhou a little after nine o'clock and prepared to leave.

He Anzhou casually asked where he was going, and Pei Xu replied, "My brother's about to finish class, I'm going to ask him if he wants a late-night snack."

This sentence reminded He Anzhou of a problem he had deliberately ignored during the dinner earlier.

Subtly hinting, "Don't you think your kindness towards your brother is a bit too much?"

Pei Xu replied, "You've asked this question eight hundred times. I'm tired even if you're not. I don't feel it."

He Anzhou said anxiously, "This time is different. What I mean is that it goes beyond the scope of an older brother's relationship with his younger brother."

"...What do you mean?" Pei Xuhui, sensing the implied meaning, stared intently at him.

He Anzhou cleared his throat awkwardly: "Ahem, well, a normal older brother wouldn't associate his younger brother with kissing."

"What do you mean by 'kissing association'? I just subconsciously thought of Qingran, I didn't make any associations, stop slandering me."

Pei Xuhui vehemently denied it.

"So it's just a denial of the association, not a feeling that there's a problem with the association."

"Are thoughts so easy to control? Subconscious, do you even know what subconscious means?"

"I don't understand. I only know that normal brothers don't act like this."

Is this person deliberately trying to provoke him?

Pei Xu sighed and stood still: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

He Anzhou was about to blurt out his guess.

On second thought, although the two are not blood brothers, they have been brothers for many years. Brotherly affection is one thing, but parental affection is another.

It's best if Pei Xuhui never realizes this.

He swallowed back the words he was about to say: "It's nothing, I just think you brothers have a really good relationship." Hmm, maybe he guessed wrong.

So that's what we're talking about?

His relationship with Qingran has been going on for a long time, so why did He Anzhou have to stop him and ask? It's like he just found out.

Pei Xuhui punched the other person on the shoulder in an annoyed tone: "Are you sick in the head?!"

His rambling took up half a day of his time.

He Anzhou: "Haha, let's just chat for a bit. Aren't you going to buy food for your brother? Hurry up and go." He joked.

Pei Xu replied, "Then I'll be going now."

He deliberately ignored the minor incident during the conversation and reminded He Anzhou before leaving to make sure everyone got home safely after the event.

Especially for female classmates, you can give them a ride if necessary, and ask him to reimburse the travel expenses.

After explaining everything, I left the KTV building and took a taxi to school.

Sitting in the car, watching the neon lights flash by outside the window, He Anzhou's question to him unexpectedly came to mind again.

Don't you think your kindness towards your brother is a bit too much?

“A normal older brother wouldn’t associate his younger brother with kissing.”

Adding to this his final hesitation and avoidance of the topic, he pondered repeatedly and finally came to an incredible conclusion.

Could it be that He Anzhou thinks he likes Qingran?

Has He Anzhou gone mad?!

The boy covered his lips with his hand, utterly amused by this illogical suspicion.

He's always treated Qingran like a younger brother, even closer than a biological brother, how could that be—

How could that be...

The smile on his lips suddenly vanished.

A flash of neon lights outside the window reflected the boy's bewildered expression.

A note from the author:

Thanks for watering! *kissing*

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