Chapter 17 Ah Ci, Don’t Talk in My Ear
In the evening, Lu Shiyan did not go to the study to work as usual. He had promised Fu Ci to play with him with building blocks, so after washing up, he went straight to Fu Ci's room in his pajamas.
"Aci?"
Seeing no one responded, Lu Shiyan walked straight in. The door of the room was not closed tightly, and it opened with a gentle push. He remembered that the last time he came to Fu Ci's room was a year ago.
Fu Ci's room was exquisite and tidy. The newly bought Lego toys were piled in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. Outside the windows was the Lu family manor, covered in a layer of night, quiet yet elegant. The moonlight shone directly from the window onto the floor, casting a bright light on the ground.
A tall bookshelf in the corner of the room is filled with all kinds of books. Next to the bookshelf is a whole transparent display window, in which all the previously assembled Lego products are neatly placed according to size.
Lu Shiyan looked at the various models curiously. He found that before he had that nightmare, he seemed to have never really understood Fu Ci.
He remembered the first time he saw Fu Ci at home when he was fifteen. He was ten years old, thin and small, following his father timidly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes were red and swollen from crying. Losing the last and closest person, even if he was just a little fool, must have been sad for a long time.
His father brought him in front of him, and his usually dignified tone softened a little, "Ayan, Aci will be your younger brother from now on, the second young master of the Lu family. You must take good care of him."
Then he lowered his eyes to look at Fu Ci. That look was full of love and tenderness that Lu Shiyan had never seen or received before. He only heard his father touch Fu Ci's head and said gently: "Aci, this is your brother Ayan. From now on, this will be your home."
At that moment, Lu Shiyan admitted that he was a little jealous.
I am jealous of this little fool who was in a car accident when he was young, has developmental delays and low IQ, but can easily get the care and love of his father.
He has been working diligently since he was a child, forcing himself to do everything well, just to get his father's recognition and praise.
But even so, my father was very stingy.
From then on, Lu Shiyan imposed all his inner resentment and the jealousy buried deep in his heart, as well as the blame for his mother's death due to the emotional disputes of the previous generation, on Fu Ci.
He began to hate Fu Ci, so for so many years, he turned a blind eye to his flattery and closeness and hated it deeply.
But after having that nightmare, he realized the harm that he, a vicious cannon fodder, had done to Fu Ci, and that because of his bad attitude as the heir of the Lu family, other people also looked down on and bullied him.
That's why Fu Ci, a little fool, turned into a crazy pervert under long-term oppression.
Lu Shiyan didn't want to end up being tortured to death by Fu Ci, who turned him into a madman, so he wanted to make amends. Fortunately, Fu Ci was still the simple-minded little fool whose heart and eyes were full of him, so there was still time for everything.
Lu Shiyan's pensive face was reflected in the transparent window, and suddenly a pretty face with a strong aggressiveness appeared next to him, "Brother!"
With a "bang", Lu Shiyan was frightened by Fu Ci and accidentally dropped the airplane model he had been holding in his hand to the ground, and it shattered instantly.
He quickly squatted down to pick it up and wanted to put it back together. Suddenly, a pair of arms with graceful lines stretched out from behind him, with a wisp of moisture on them. This posture was too intimate, as if the whole person was hugged in the arms. Lu Shiyan Qingjun's face turned red instantly.
But the little fool Fu Ci seemed not to notice and kept asking him, "Did I scare my brother?"
The hot breath sprayed on Lu Shiyan's fair and slender neck, bringing a burst of hot and unbearable itchiness. He subconsciously shrank his neck, "Aci, don't talk in my ear."
Fu Ci knew that Lu Shiyan was very sensitive here, so he took advantage of it. He took a deep breath of Lu Shiyan's familiar and pleasant fragrance, and swirled his breath towards his earlobe, which was already stained with a hint of crimson. "Why, brother?"
Unlike his usual clear voice, the cold and deep tone at this moment is like a long hook full of temptation, teasing people without them realizing it.
Lu Shiyan's body trembled violently. He, who had always been pure and aloof, felt that surging and secret emotion again. He sat down in a panic to cover up the abnormality in his body, and at the same time forced himself to focus on the building blocks.
But he didn't know that after sitting down, his back was even closer to Fu Ci's bulging chest. His ears turned red and he wanted to move away a little, but Fu Ci's slender jade-like fingertips had already slid down along the black silk pajamas, and finally helped him put the building blocks together.
He thought Fu Ci probably didn't know that their posture was a little too intimate. He licked his lips, his Adam's apple rolled subconsciously a few times, and he felt inexplicably hotter.
After the building blocks were put together, Lu Shiyan quickly broke free from Fu Ci's hot embrace. As a result, the moment he turned around, he saw Fu Ci, who had just taken a shower, with his upper body naked and only wearing a pair of loose black pajamas on his lower body, revealing his cold white skin and sexy and strong eight-pack abs.
He frowned suddenly, "Aci, why don't you get dressed?"
Fu Ci supported her hands behind her back, showing off her beautiful figure. The key point was that her pretty face, which was almost charming, still had an innocent look. "Brother, I just took a shower and I'm still a little hot."
Lu Shiyan's already furrowed brows became even tighter. He walked directly to the bed, took the black pajamas hanging at the end of the bed, and threw them on Fu Ci, "Put them on, don't catch a cold."
Fu Ci reluctantly put on his pajamas and deliberately left the buttons unbuttoned. Didn’t he train his body to be so beautiful for his brother to see?
What if my brother likes his figure?
Wouldn't my brother like him more then?
Unfortunately, his little thoughts still couldn't be hidden from Lu Shiyan, who said in a somewhat stern voice: "Button up too."
Fu Ci could only button his shirt.
Seeing that Fu Ci was obedient, Lu Shiyan pointed at the toys in front of the French window and asked, "Ah Ci, which one do you want to play with first?"
Fu Ci wanted to sit next to Lu Shiyan and be close to him like before, but Lu Shiyan didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he actually sat down next to the floor-to-ceiling window.
A subtle trace of regret and grievance immediately appeared in his bright and radiant peach blossom eyes. His brother had obviously liked his proximity just now and had responded quickly, so why was he rejecting him now?
He bit his lip lightly as if he was puzzled, and casually pointed to something simple, "Brother, this is it." Then he smiled and said, "Brother, I'll go get you some milk."
"Sleep well later."
When Fu Ci returned to the room with the milk, Lu Shiyan had already arranged the parts in order. He sat down opposite Lu Shiyan, his Adam's apple sliding up and down, and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, drink some milk."
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