Chapter 37 Adopted Brother [VIP]

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No one noticed the boy's inner turmoil, and soon the college entrance exam scores were released.

Pei Xuhui scored 748 points, with full marks in all subjects except for Chinese, where two points were deducted.

He is undoubtedly the top science student in the province.

Celebration banners were immediately hung at the gate of a university, and countless recruitment calls poured in. Even Pei's parents couldn't escape the trend, and professors from top universities even came to their door to recruit them.

As Pei Xuhui's well-known younger brother, Qingran was also affected at school.

That is, every teacher would mention his brother when they saw him, marveling at how well his brother did in the exam and how excellent his grades were, while also encouraging him and the other students in the class to work hard.

When Qingran returned home for the holidays, she pinned the "culprit" down on the sofa and gave it a good scratching.

"It's all your fault! Now all the teachers are especially 'concerned' about my grades!"

"You blame me for doing well on the exam?" Pei Xu retorted, pinning the man down from behind.

"Also, are you sure the teachers are only starting to care about your grades now?" Didn't they start as soon as you enrolled?

A clear and sexy voice whispered in her ear, and the warmth and weight of another person pressed down on her back without reservation, causing Qingran to stop struggling.

That's the trouble with having an older brother who's so academically gifted that everyone in the school knows it.

Qingran doesn't mind learning new knowledge, but she dislikes doing homework and taking exams, and, well, writing essays.

However, because of Pei Xuhui's presence, he couldn't even slack off, as the teacher could see through whether he had tried his best at a glance!

"So, because you've suffered so much, shouldn't you do something to show your appreciation?"

Qingran moved the hand that was being restrained above her head and said.

After the final exams, he had a two-month vacation.

If he doesn't take this opportunity to drink some meat soup, he won't be able to smell any meat when Pei Xu goes back to university after the semester starts.

Pei Xu replied, "What do you mean? That I'll tutor you with your homework during summer vacation?"

Qingran, who was resting her head on the sofa, turned around and stared silently at someone, her expressionless face resembling that of an angry cat.

Pei Xuhui was amused, let go of his hand, ruffled his hair, and sat up: "Alright, didn't we say we were going back to the county to see Grandpa and Grandma? Get up and pack your clothes."

Seeing that the boy's clothes had slipped down to his waist during their play, revealing a patch of white skin, the boy's eyes darkened slightly, and he reached out to pull them up to cover his skin.

Then he watched as Qingran slowly climbed up and climbed onto his back.

Pei Xuhui brought it up.

"Brother, carry me on your back."

My heart sank heavily and landed firmly on the ground.

The boy seemed to have no choice but to get up and carry him on his back: "Fine, I'll carry you."

After packing their luggage at 10 a.m., the two called Grandma Pei to say hello and then prepared to leave.

The Pei family originally had a driver, but he was dismissed because Qingran and Pei Xuhui chose to live at school, and Pei's parents were frequently away on business trips. They felt he was no longer of much use.

So the two of them took a bus back to the county town.

The bus arrived at the station, and the two got off and transferred to a public bus.

Fortunately, there were two empty seats side by side on the bus. Unfortunately, the person sitting in the back was probably a heavy smoker, and you could smell the strong tobacco odor on him even through the seat.

Qingran frowned and buried her face in Pei Xuhui's arms. She felt alive again when she smelled the refreshing lime scent on the boy.

No wonder no one sits in this spot!

Pei Xuhui was both amused and exasperated. He reached out and touched Qingran's hair affectionately, saying, "You should have taken a taxi."

But by then the bus had already started moving forward, and you would have to wait for the next stop to get off.

Qingran shook her head, resting against his neck: "I feel better now."

Pei Xu laughed and said, "Are you using me as an air freshener?"

Qingran: "Air fresheners don't smell as good as you."

From this angle, you can see the boy's hand casually resting on his thigh; it's perfectly proportioned, with clearly defined muscles and bones, and the veins on the back of his hand are clearly visible.

He idly traced lines with his fingertips, from the blue veins to the protruding bones, from his slender fingers to the fine lines on his palm.

A slight tickle, like being brushed by a feather, spread from the palm of my hand to the tip of my heart.

Pei Xuhui grabbed his hand in return: "What are you touching?"

Qingran stated the facts: "I touched your hand."

Pei Xu replied, "What's so great about touching hands?"

Qingran: "You won't let me touch other places."

Pei Xu replied: "?"

He lowered his voice: "Can't you just not touch me?"

Qingran: "Boring."

Pei Xu replied, "Then should I prepare some toys for you to pass the time when we take the bus in the future?"

Qingran: "No need for that, my brother is fine."

You're not going to play with toys, are you?

The words stirred ripples in Pei Xuhui's heart, but he forcefully suppressed them.

He said, "No."

Qingran raised her eyelashes and glared at him with displeasure: "Stingy."

Time passed as the two bickered.

The bus passed one stop after another, and the two smokers in the back row didn't even notice when they got off, continuing to joke around in that position.

Qingran pulled her controlled hand to tickle the boy, but Pei Xu blocked her from doing so.

"Ding ding dong~"

It wasn't until they heard the announcement that the bus had arrived at its stop that the two snapped out of their daze, stopped fighting, and got off the bus.

There was a milk tea shop by the roadside, and Qingran asked, "Want some milk tea?"

Pei Xu replied that he would not drink.

Qingran: "I want to drink, wait for me."

As he spoke, he walked towards the milk tea shop.

Pei Xuhui stood still and waited for him, while observing whether the nearby fruit shops were open.

Just then, a slightly nervous question came from behind: "Are you a couple?"

Pei Xu frowned and turned around, only to see two unfamiliar girls who appeared to be in junior or senior high school.

The one who spoke explained, "We just rode the same bus; my friend and I were in the last row."

Pei Xu understood; he must have seen him interacting with Qing Ran.

I didn't want to pay any attention to them at first, but then I remembered the question they asked me in the beginning.

"Why do you say that?" he asked, as if possessed.

The girl, suppressing her excitement, replied, "Because your atmosphere is so sweet, it feels like no one else can get in."

After a moment's thought, Pei Xu denied it: "No, he is my younger brother."

"ah?!"

After the initial shock, the girl, feeling extremely ashamed, ran away with her friend.

The boy stood there, his eyes lowered, lost in thought. After a moment, he sighed silently.

Turn around.

"What, you're not happy about being hit on by a girl?" Qingran looked at him with her hands behind her back.

This expression could be interpreted as joking, or it could be interpreted as an attempt to interrogate someone.

Pei Xuhui leaned more towards the former.

"So what if it is?"

Although Qingran could clearly understand what the conversation had just taken place with his five senses, the boy's words still made him narrow his eyes in displeasure.

He gestured with his chin in the direction the girl had left: "If you're really that reluctant, I'll go and chase after her for you."

He made a move as if he was about to step over there.

Pei Xuhui admitted defeat and grabbed him: "They just asked me for directions."

Qingran snorted, then opened her milk tea and started drinking. On the way home, she made a sarcastic remark: "Seriously, don't you need to chase after them? If you don't, they'll be far behind."

"You really want me to have a girlfriend?" Pei Xuhui suddenly asked him seriously.

Qingran stepped on the blue bricks on the ground, and instead of answering, asked, "If I said I didn't want to, would you never have a girlfriend?"

Which of your requests did I not grant?

Pei Xu replied in a joking tone, his gaze towards Pei Xu's retreating figure complex and unreadable.

My heart is like a double-stranded net, with thousands of knots within.

My maternal grandfather used to be the director of a coal mine. Before the mine was restructured, the factory allocated him an apartment, which he and his wife still live in to this day.

It was a detached house, a single-story building, not very large, but what was special was that it had a walled yard where you could plant flowers and vegetables.

Grandma Yu was a romantic person. After retiring, she decorated the courtyard beautifully. In the height of summer, the courtyard was filled with the fragrance of magnolias and gardenias.

"Grandpa and Grandma, Pei Xu and I are back!" Qing Ran shouted as she pushed open the courtyard gate.

Grandma Yu poked her head out from the kitchen: "Ranran and Xu are back?" Her face was full of genuine joy.

"You guys play for a bit. There are snacks and fruit on the coffee table and in the fridge. Help yourselves to whatever you want. But don't eat too much, lunch is coming up soon."

Pei Xu returned to the house familiarly and put out the fruit, while Qing Ran strolled to the kitchen and asked, "Where's Grandpa?"

While cooking, Grandma Yu said, "Don't you know him? He's probably off playing chess with someone in the park again."

He laughed as he spoke: "Now that the sequel is here, he can finally have some fun."

Qingran laughed: "That's not necessarily true." Playing chess with a math genius like Pei Xuhui, who only scored 150 because the maximum score is 150?

Then my grandfather probably won't have a good experience.

"Are you talking bad about me again?" Pei Xuhui walked behind Qingran after putting his things away.

The kitchen was small, and the two of them stood at the doorway without going in and getting in the way.

Upon hearing this, Qingran said, "Yes, he said that after playing chess with you, Grandpa would become withdrawn for several days before he could cheer up."

Pei Xu touched his nose: "Cough, it definitely won't happen this time."

Qingran turned around suspiciously, and the boy leaned down and whispered, "This time I'll definitely be more subtle in my approach."

Qingran also whispered, "Grandpa, who has lost too much, probably won't believe it."

What should you do if a guy raises his eyebrows?

Qingran spread his hands, indicating that he could not help.

"Stop whispering there, the sweet and sour pork ribs are ready, come and try them and see if you like them."

Seeing that the two brothers' relationship remained as strong as ever, Grandma Yu felt an indescribable sense of relief.

"I love everything Grandma makes," the two said sweetly.

Grandma Yu beamed with joy and waved for the two to eat outside, saying that she could start eating as soon as she cooked another soup.

The two carried the dishes outside.

Dishes coated in sugar and fresh out of the pot are the hottest, and Pei Xuhui was just about to remind him to let them cool down a bit before eating when he went to call his grandfather back for dinner.

Qingran quickly grabbed a piece and put it in her mouth.

"Spit it out quickly," he urged anxiously, reaching out to place his hand near Qingran's lips.

Qingran didn't actually feel it was that hot, but seeing the boy's worried look, she couldn't help but open her mouth and spit out the food.

The ribs landed in my palm, still scalding hot.

After throwing away the trash, Pei Xu returned, lifted Qing Ran's chin, and softly commanded, "Open your mouth, stick out your tongue so I can see it."

The slightly familiar words made Qingran a little distracted, and she slowed down her pace to take the photo.

Her rosy lips were like rose petals of a rosy rose, and her pink tongue was like a pink rose blooming outside.

Pei Xuhui stared at the scene before him, his breathing becoming labored. After forcing himself to remain calm and checking, he put his hand down and said, "Thank goodness, I wasn't burned."

"Really? But I feel a numbness on the tip of my tongue. Would you like to take another closer look?"

"It's pitiful," Qingran said.

The boy frowned as expected, then lifted his chin and made him stick out his tongue for a closer inspection. This time, he was completely focused and didn't have any distracting thoughts.

The boy had a serious expression, with clean and sharp eyebrows that slanted towards his temples, a high nose bridge, and thin lips that moved as he asked where it hurt.

Not hearing a reply, the boy looked up and patiently asked again.

"Where does it hurt?" The tone was extremely gentle, like a soothing melody to lull someone to sleep.

Qingran stared at his dry lips.

"elder brother."

"Hmm?" the boy replied good-naturedly.

I want to kiss you.

A note from the author:

Thanks for watering! *kissing*

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