Chapter 1 After drinking, my brother came home with me
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"Brother, it's getting dark, let's go home!"
A timid and clear voice suddenly rang out in the extremely luxurious and glittering box.
This was a private room reserved exclusively for the sons of the richest families in North City. The sudden timid voice made the three people, who had just been immersed in the extravagance and glamour, clinking glasses and enjoying themselves, fall silent for a moment.
A playful smile appeared on Shen Hanxiao's arrogant and handsome face, "Ayan, your silly brother is sleepy and needs to go home to sleep." As soon as the words fell, a burst of laughter immediately broke out in the box.
Hearing their undisguised sneers, Fu Ci's cold, porcelain-white, handsome and elegant face instantly turned slightly red. He bit his pink lips, and his jade-like fingertips tightly grasped the hem of his white sweatshirt. The 1.9-meter-tall, skinny boy shrank back, looking as if he was frightened.
Her slightly long, slightly curly hair covered her pair of amorous, peach-shaped eyes that flickered with anxiety. Through the obstructed eyelids, her deep eyes looked straight at the young man sitting in the middle of the leather sofa, and she said stubbornly, "Brother, let's go home."
Lu Shiyan was wearing a well-cut custom-made suit with dark patterns. The top two buttons of his white shirt were undone, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and white collarbone. He exuded a lazy and noble air.
The bony fingertips held a glass of wine and shook it gently, and the diamond cufflinks cast a dazzling light from time to time under the dim light.
He had a cold, pale complexion, and an extremely handsome and elegant face. His slightly upturned auspicious phoenix eyes were twinkling with stars, and his beautiful lips were rosy and slightly upturned.
The red-lipped and white-toothed little boy who was serving wine beside him said coquettishly, "Mr. Lu, how long has it been since you last came to our Wu Se?"
"Are you leaving just after arriving?"
"You'd better stay a little longer tonight, and I'll serve you and make you have fun." After saying this, he looked at Fu Ci with a provocative look.
Lu Shiyan glanced at the custom-made Patek Philippe on Leng Baihao's wrist and saw that the hands pointed to nine o'clock. It had only been half an hour and he hadn't even sat there for long.
A hint of anger flashed across his face. The little fool was very stubborn and could not be shaken off. He always liked to spoil the fun.
Lu Shiyan shouted angrily in an impatient tone: "Go home." Anyone could hear that Lu Shiyan was on the verge of getting angry at this moment.
But Fu Ci was too stupid to hear anything. He looked up and met Lu Shiyan's disgusted gaze as usual. His eyes flushed slightly with grievance, "Brother, I don't know the way home."
"And it's so dark, I'm scared."
Gu Yian, who was sitting on the other side, had his loose white shirt with one row of buttons undone, revealing his honey-colored chest. His whole body exuded uninhibited indulgence. He let go of the little boy he was kissing so much, stood up and walked to Fu Ci.
She stretched out a slender finger and poked his shoulder, her eyes full of sarcasm, saying, "You don't even know the way home, and all you do every day is cling to A Yan, calling him brother all the time."
"If you don't know me, you might think I'm a rooster and I crow."
Fu Ci raised his scarlet eyes and said with emphasis, "I'm not a rooster, I'm Fu Ci."
Gu Yian was amused by his silly look and couldn't help but sneer, "Your last name is Fu, is the Lu family your home? Are you yelling about going home?"
"You're just taking advantage of your vixen mother. Your mother has been dead for many years. The Lu family has done their best to support you, an outsider. Don't always cling to A Yan and make him dislike you."
Fu Ci's mother was the white moonlight of Lu Shiyan's father. When he was ten years old, his mother died of illness, leaving Fu Ci, a little fool who had been in a car accident when he was young, with developmental delays and lower IQ than his peers. Before her death, she entrusted her child to Lu Shiyan's father.
The Lu family is one of the top wealthy families in North City. They regard raising a little fool as a charity, so Fu Ci has stayed in the Lu family.
"elder brother……"
Fu Ci just shouted in a hoarse voice, and was interrupted by Gu Yian's sharp voice, "Don't call me brother, brother, can't you see that A Yan doesn't want to pay attention to you?"
Fu Ci's rosy peach blossom eyes secretly glanced at Lu Shiyan, who was being diligently served with wine and fruit by a little boy with rosy lips and white teeth. A sinister storm gradually brewed in the depths of his eyes, but it disappeared in a flash.
Gu Yian walked to the table and poured three full glasses of liquor. He pointed at the wine and said to Fu Ci with ill intentions: "Here are three glasses of wine. Drink them and I will help you persuade A Yan to go home with you. How about that?"
Fu Ci's eyes were dark, and there was a sincere stubbornness hidden in his expectation. "Really?"
"real."
Gu Yian gave Lu Shiyan a wicked smile, with obvious malice in his eyes.
Lu Shiyan knew that they teased Fu Ci to vent his anger. First, this little fool only brought shame to him. Second, if it weren’t for Fu Ci’s mother, his mother wouldn’t have been so depressed and passed away so soon.
So whether it was out of anger or disgust, every time Fu Ci shamelessly followed him to the club, they took pleasure in teasing this little fool.
It turned out that this little fool was very stubborn and could not understand their disgust and difficulties at all. No matter how much he was wronged, he would still follow him next time, like an indestructible cockroach.
Sometimes Lu Shiyan would involuntarily have some despicable and shameless thoughts in his mind, and then he would tease and bully Fu Ci even more, just hoping that he could know the situation and stop pestering him.
For example, now, although he clearly cannot drink, when he heard Gu Yian's ambiguous words that he could help persuade him to go home, Fu Ci did not hesitate and picked up the liquor on the table and drank it.
What a little fool, and so stupid that it's heartbreaking.
The lights in the box were dim and blurry. Amber wine dripped down the corners of Fu Ci's lips, soaking into his white sweatshirt and quickly creating ripples.
Gu Yian immediately picked up the second glass of wine, his face filled with an unquestionable, mischievous smile, "Come on, come on, second glass."
Fu Ci was choked by the strong liquor and couldn't help coughing a few times. Then the second glass was at his lips. He had no choice but to hold the glass and drink it in big gulps. The crystal clear wine no longer sparkled with an alluring luster under the light, but was an ominous sign.
The cold liquid slid into his stomach, bringing an indescribable sense of stimulation. Fu Ci's fair cheeks quickly heated up and he kept coughing. Just as he picked up the third glass of wine, a big hand as white as jade pressed down the glass.
Fu Ci slowly raised his drunken peach blossom eyes, his eyes flickering like shattered stars, and he called out infatuatedly, "Brother."
Looking at his heartless appearance, Lu Shiyan felt an inexplicable irritation rising in his heart for no reason. "Stop drinking, do you want to die?"
Fu Ci stubbornly held onto the wine glass, muttering, "After you finish drinking... after you finish drinking, brother will come home with me."
"A fool is a fool!"
The cold and noble Lu Shiyan rarely got angry. He snatched the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. He threw the empty glass down with a "bang" and pulled the drunken Fu Ci up. "Drink it, let's go home."
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