Chapter 9 I Want to Sleep with My Brother
After helping Fu Ci dry his hair, Lu Shiyan threw the towel on the side of the sofa and handed the chopsticks to Fu Ci, "Let's eat."
As a result, he had just taken a bite of food when he saw Fu Ci sitting opposite him with great fanfare. The bath towel around his waist was already too heavy to bear, and because of his sitting posture, it slipped up directly, revealing the scenery under the towel.
Lu Shiyan happened to see this scene and he coughed violently.
Fu Ci quickly sat down next to Lu Shiyan, patted his back, and handed him a cup of water. "Brother, eat slowly and drink water quickly."
Lu Shiyan held the cup and drank several sips of water. He finally suppressed the itch in his throat, and then he realized that the cup Fu Ci handed him was his own.
Suddenly, an absurd feeling popped up in my mind. Fu Ci not only has the capital to be the protagonist, but he is particularly qualified.
He quickly shook off the absurd thoughts in his mind, but when he turned around, he found that he and Fu Ci were sitting very close to each other, with their legs touching each other. He could still feel the heat coming from his body, as well as the faint fragrance of the shower gel he often used.
The tips of Lu Shiyan's ears couldn't help but turn red, and he quickly sat a little further away from him. When Fu Ci was about to sit back, he quickly stopped him and said, "Just sit here."
He didn't want to see any more scenes that would make him burst out laughing. Although they were all men, men were sometimes different from each other. Besides, Fu Ci's was so spectacular...
Lu Shiyan is restrained and patient, so he has no interest in men or women. To be honest, he may be more interested in his work, but now he keeps thinking about the figure of a little fool.
Lu Shiyan began to reflect. Fu Ci was five years younger than him, and he treated him like a younger brother. He shouldn't have such inappropriate thoughts.
Moreover, he seemed to have been too indulgent towards Fu Ci since he had that dream. If it were before, he would not have gone down to find him, and let him hug him in public, and even punished the two receptionists.
He tried hard to recall the scene in his dream that night where Fu Ci turned into a madman and tortured himself in order to sober himself up.
The ambiguous atmosphere that had just heated up seemed to disappear in an instant, and Fu Ci's eyes suddenly became uncertain, like surging waves, or like fragmented light.
Suddenly, a crystal shrimp was handed to his mouth. Lu Shiyan directly declined, "You eat it yourself, I have some too."
Fu Ci's voice was filled with unconcealed joy, "Brother, eat! Brother, you came down to see me today. I'm so happy!"
Lu Shiyan glanced sideways and refused again, "Aci, eat it yourself."
Fu Ci's eyes dimmed slightly, and a layer of red appeared at the corners of his eyes. He asked cautiously, "Brother, are you tired of me?"
Seeing his aggrieved and stubborn look, Lu Shiyan had no choice but to compromise, "No." After saying that, he put the shrimp into his mouth, "You should eat it too."
"Okay, brother." Fu Ci happily ate his rice in big mouthfuls.
Lu Shiyan looked at Fu Ci's silly behavior of pinching all the rice grains that fell on the table into his mouth, and sighed softly. He was just a little fool with a damaged IQ who was trying every way to please him. He seemed to be a little too paranoid.
After finishing lunch, Fu Ci diligently packed up the lunch box, then looked at Lu Shiyan with a burning gaze, his voice obedient and flattering, "Brother, are you going to work?"
"I'll just sit on the sofa and wait for my brother to get off work together, okay?"
"I promise not to disturb my brother."
Lu Shiyan rubbed his swollen and aching brow. He was busy in the morning, so he would usually take a nap at noon if there was nothing special to do. "I need to rest for a while. I have an important meeting later."
"you……"
Before Lu Shiyan could finish his words, Fu Ci had already run to the door of the lounge and said, "I'll sleep with my brother." When he looked back, his affectionate peach blossom eyes seemed to be filled with stars, shining brightly.
Lu Shiyan was so distracted that when he came to his senses, he had already changed into pajamas and was lying on the bed in the lounge with Fu Ci.
The scorching heat continued to come from his side, and Lu Shiyan couldn't help but sigh that young people are really hot-tempered.
The familiar and pleasant scent of shower gel lingered at his nose again. He turned his back to Fu Ci and forced himself to fall asleep quickly. The upcoming meeting was very important.
It was not until he heard the sound of even breathing beside him that Fu Ci slowly opened his eyes. He felt that everything today was so unreal.
There was no extreme disgust, no distant and indifferent look, no careless sarcasm and teasing, and his brother really didn't hate him anymore.
And she was sleeping in the same bed with him, which was something he dared not even dream of, so that a hint of enthusiasm and excitement that could no longer be suppressed flickered in the depths of his eyes.
After a moment, it gradually turned into a sickly luster, as hot as a wild beast hunting, and as cold as a deep frozen pool.
He pulled up the quilt, squinted his eyes, and took a deep breath in obsession. It was all the unique smell of his brother, so pleasant.
Fu Ci was so excited that dark red fire appeared in his black eyes, and the heat in his body surged along with his blood.
what to do?
My brother seemed to be frightened just now. Does he not like his baby?
But baby, I like my brother so much.
Fu Ci frowned slightly. His brother must not be used to it yet, but he would like it once he got used to it.
Just like him, I also went from hating it to liking it.
After he came to his senses, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and that crazy evil charm came out from his bones. He arrogantly untied the bath towel, and the ferocious man under him immediately revealed his dangerous fangs.
The big hand with distinct joints quietly rested on Lu Shiyan's thin waist. Brother's waist is so thin and soft...
Lu Shiyan was awakened by the heat, the heart-throbbing embrace, and the unscrupulous claws pressing against him. The feeling was too strong, and even if he was sleepy, he was woken up.
He glanced at Fu Ci who was sleeping soundly while hugging him tightly. His whole body seemed to be getting hot. He rubbed his swollen and painful eyebrows helplessly. The young man was indeed full of vigor and vitality.
Who would have thought that the next moment, Fu Ci hugged him even tighter, murmuring, "Brother, you smell so good." After that, he laughed foolishly twice and straightened his waist even more maliciously.
This action made Lu Shiyan's elegant and noble face turn red instantly. He quickly broke free from Fu Ci's arms, picked up his clothes and got up to leave as if escaping.
However, he didn't know that the moment he walked out of the lounge, Fu Ci, who was still asleep, immediately opened his eyes. There was a hint of aggression and possessiveness in his eyes as deep as the abyss.
My brother is so cute, he’s shy!
Li Yan heard some movement in Lu Shiyan's office, looked at the time, and hurried over to inform Lu Shiyan that the meeting time was almost up.
He knocked on the door politely, and after hearing a quick "Come in", he pushed the door open and went in.
As a result, I saw Lu Shiyan had just changed his clothes and was buttoning his clothes. His hair, which was usually meticulously kept, was a little messy, and there was a suspicious blush on his noble and elegant face.
Having been Lu Shiyan's special assistant for so many years, this was the first time that Li Yan saw the calm, self-possessed and noble Lu Shiyan become so flustered and at a loss?
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