If it were someone else, calling him brother would just be a matter of words.
But it's really hard to say it in front of him.
As soon as you see his sinister expression, you can tell that his mind is full of dirty thoughts!
"Is it so difficult?"
"Never mind."
He turned and left.
Hua Qi sighed slightly and shouted against his will, "Brother Fu!"
Fu Jiusi sneered, "After all, we share a bed."
"What's the difference between you calling me Xiao Fu and the aunt next door calling me Xiao Fu?"
"Nineth Brother!" Hua Qi frowned, looking impatient.
"Is it okay to call me Brother Nine?"
"Untie it for me quickly!"
Fu Jiusi raised his eyebrows and said, "Call me again."
Hua Qi glared at him with a sullen face, "Ninth Brother! Ninth Brother!! Ninth Brother!!!"
"Three times, is that enough?"
Fu Jiusi smiled dotingly and shook his head slightly, "I still want to hear you call me, 'brother'."
Hua Qi grabbed a tissue and threw it at him, "Are you kidding me?"
Fu Jiusi calmly raised his hand and caught it steadily.
"I'm not kidding you, I'm just teasing you."
"If you want to hold a grudge, then do it."
"I look forward to your revenge. Let it be more violent."
"You're crazy!" Hua Qi grabbed the braided rope and tore it hard, breaking the skin on her fair ankles.
The slender fingertips have been rubbed red.
Fu Jiusi saw it and felt pain in his heart.
But I could only try my best to control my impulse and not go forward to help her.
Because I want to see her give in.
As long as she acted coquettishly and said something softly, she would let him tie the bell around her neck.
But she refused!
In front of him, she has always been hard, distant, and even indifferent.
Obviously she is very good at acting coquettishly.
When building the "oven", facing Zuo Chuan, she pouted and said in a milky voice, "No."
At that moment, he felt both envious and jealous.
When will she truly accept him?
Hua Qi tore at the soft knot desperately for a long time, but it was as strong as an iron lock.
Not moving at all!
She was so angry that her eyes turned red.
In this psychological game, Fu Jiusi gave in first.
He sighed slightly and walked up to her.
"To untie this knot, you need to be clever."
“Bang!”
Hua Qi opened his hand, stood up angrily, and pushed his shoulder against his chest.
Her slender back is handsome, resolute and proud.
The wind brought by walking blew the hair on both sides.
Every flying hair seemed to be expressing resistance to him.
Fu Jiusi's eyes were filled with disappointment and he sighed helplessly.
"I'm not going to tease you anymore. I'm going to untie you right now."
He caught up with her, held her wrist, and coaxed her gently, "Don't be angry, okay?"
Hua Qi didn't even look at him. She gritted her teeth and waved her arms, trying to shake off his hand.
Fu Jiusi gently pulled the person into his arms and hugged him tightly.
The more she struggled, the tighter he held her.
She raised her head, and he held the back of her head and lowered it.
After several rounds of fighting, the arrogant little wild cat was defeated.
Her body began to lean softly in his arms, her hands tightly clutching his clothes.
Fu Jiusi held her and fell onto the sofa, pressing his tall body against her, and the passionate kiss became more intense.
He didn't stop until Baxi whimpered, climbed up the sofa and bit his trouser legs.
He picked up Baxi and stuffed her into Hua Qi's arms. While she was busy catching her breath and coming back to her senses, he untied the braid on her ankle and wrapped it around his own wrist.
The braided rope that could be wrapped around her ankle twice could also be wrapped around his wrist twice.
Suddenly, I felt a little happy.
In his view, these unintentional coincidences are destined to happen.
"Your favorite lamb chops are almost ready. Pack up and go out for dinner."
Fu Jiusi stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked out of the living room with his long legs.
In the pavilion, everyone sat around a rattan table, which was already filled with delicious food.
My uncle and aunt are the elders and sit at both ends of the rattan table.
Pei Qi and Zuo Chuan sat on my uncle's left and right respectively.
There is an empty space next to each of these two guys, which seems to be reserved for him and Qibao.
Chu Li and his sister sat on either side of his aunt, and Mo Chi sat next to his sister with a licking face.
As soon as I saw Mo Chi, I remembered the day he kissed me secretly, and I couldn't help feeling sick.
Seeing this bastard next to his own sister made him even angrier.
He walked straight behind Mo Chi, grabbed his collar and lifted him up.
Putting her arm around his shoulder, she leaned close to his ear and whispered a warning, "You pervert, stay away from my sister."
Mo Chi smiled jokingly, "Is the friendship boat overturned just like that?"
Fu Jiusi said with a cold face, "It has sunk."
"If it sinks, just fish it out~" Mo Chi smiled.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he grabbed Fu Jiusi's wrist to look at it.
"Nineth Brother, you're almost 30, and you're still wearing silver bells?!"
"What's this new trend?"
Pei Qi looked up and stared at the red string and silver bell on his wrist, speechless and envious.
He quietly pulled the sleeve of his shirt down to cover the braided bracelet on his left wrist.
This bracelet was a birthday gift from Xiaoqi to him.
He has worn it for many years and the surface has been worn to the point of being fuzzy.
Before today, he had never cared about the bracelet getting old.
On the contrary, he felt that every bit of wear and tear was a trace of time, pouring out the unspeakable love he buried deep in his heart.
On countless nights, he held this custom-made bracelet, recalling every bit of his life over the years, tossing and turning in bed.
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