Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Cream
Song Jianan was carried out of the bathroom by Song Yuqiao.
He was exhausted, and the moment his body touched the bed, he just wanted to close his eyes and fall asleep.
But he still managed to cheer himself up, leaning on the pillow with his eyes half open.
Song Yuqiao went in and out several times, automatically ignoring Song Jianan's phone on the bedside.
He returned to the bedroom and thought Song Jianan was asleep. He stared at his blushing face quietly for a long time. Then he leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. Then he got on the bed and held him in his arms.
Song Jianan's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his slightly hazy eyes. He called him in a hoarse voice, "Brother."
After waiting for a few seconds, I heard Song Yuqiao hum softly.
After the call and response, there was silence for a long time.
Song Jianan's slow brain worked slowly. He tilted his head slightly and accidentally kissed the tip of Song Yuqiao's nose. After a pause, he slowly moved down and kissed Song Yuqiao on the lips.
No matter how cold and hard Song Yuqiao was, his lips were soft and slightly cool, like jelly that had been taken out of the refrigerator after being in it for a while.
Song Jianan was a little confused, and subconsciously bit one of the petals and sucked it a few times, as if trying to see if he could suck out some juice.
However, it is obvious that he cannot do so.
A hand caressed his back gently, with a hint of indulgence, making him even more sleepy.
It wasn't until a wet tongue licked his lips that he suddenly became much more sober and stepped back.
Recalling the words I had prepared earlier, I said, "Brother, last time you said you would help me arrange an internship, do I need to prepare a resume for you?"
After he reminded her, Song Yuqiao remembered the internship notice she had brought back. "No, wait a moment."
As he got out of bed, Song Jianan also sat up, leaned against the headboard, and waited in confusion.
A few minutes later, Song Yuqiao came back with a thin piece of paper in his hand and put it in his hand.
Song Jianan looked down, his eyes suddenly widened, and he became completely sober. He read the contents of the paper carefully.
This is a job with quite good benefits. It is an assistant position in a subsidiary of the Song Group, specializing in the research and development of plant-based inhibitors. The internship salary is as high as 10,000 yuan a month.
If he starts his internship after his final exams and continues until he graduates next year, he can save nearly 100,000 yuan!
Adding the extra income from his part-time job, he would probably have over 100,000 yuan. With enough savings, he wouldn't be afraid of any plans he made when he left Yunjing after graduation.
His heart was pounding, and he couldn't hide the smile between his eyebrows, "Thank you, brother!"
His smiling face radiated a bright glow, making his ordinary and delicate features even more eye-catching.
Song Yuqiao stared at him intently for a moment, from his eyes as bright as stars to his brightly colored lips.
Her Adam's apple moved vigorously as she touched his rosy face. "I remember Jiajia doesn't have classes tomorrow morning."
"Huh?" The topic changed so quickly that Song Jianan didn't realize his intention for a moment, and looked puzzled. "There are no classes tomorrow morning."
Song Yuqiao suddenly snatched the notice from his hand, threw it to the head of the bed, and hugged him to sit on his lap.
Holding his cheek, she gently rested her head on his forehead, her eyes dark, "You can sleep later tonight."
Then kissed him.
The bright moon hangs high outside the window, illuminating the garden beyond the wall.
The night wind disturbed the flower wall, swaying the petals and falling like a waterfall of flower rain.
…
early morning.
Song Jianan woke up in a daze, opened his eyes sleepily, and his vision was still blurry.
There was a slight coolness on the lips, which disappeared in an instant.
I heard a voice say, "It's still early, sleep a little longer."
He closed his eyes and fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window.
Song Jianan felt tired all over and didn't want to get up. After lingering in bed for a few minutes, he reached for his cell phone from the bedside and looked at the time. It was already half past eleven, so he had to get up.
As he washed up, he could hardly look at the handrail on the bathroom wall.
Tall, short, each with its own purpose...
After changing his clothes in the cloakroom, he paid special attention and found no ambiguous traces on the exposed skin, which made him feel relieved.
If he hadn't cried and begged for a long time last night, and hadn't been forced to call her some messed up names, Song Yuqiao almost mistook him for an Omega and bit the back of his neck again, not to mention that he remembered to be considerate and let the kiss marks be left in places that could be covered by his clothes.
Lunch was always prepared for him in the kitchen. When Butler Xue saw him coming downstairs, he didn't ask any questions, but greeted him with a smile, and then served him lunch with quick movements.
While Song Jianan was eating, he heard the sound of a car outside.
A few minutes later, Song Yuqiao appeared at the gate. As he walked in, he saw the figures in the restaurant and strode over.
A beautifully packaged, delicately crafted blueberry cake suddenly appeared before my eyes.
Song Jianan was startled at first, then he turned his head and looked up to see Song Yuqiao. He couldn't help but be surprised, "Brother, why are you back?"
Song Yuqiao pulled the chair next to him and sat down calmly, "I came back to get some documents. I bought a cake on the way. Do you want to eat it now?"
Butler Xue tactfully added another set of tableware and quickly left the two people's sight.
Song Jianan looked at the braised pork in the bowl, then at the cake, his face conflicted. He wanted to eat both, but what should he do?
Song Yuqiao, on the other hand, calmly opened the package, cut off a piece, pushed it to him, and made a choice for him: "Eat a little at noon, put the rest in the refrigerator, and eat it when you come back in the afternoon."
Song Jianan watched the remaining cake being taken away reluctantly, but didn't dare to say anything.
He took a bite of the blueberry cake, and the long-lost sweet taste bloomed on his tongue. He squinted his eyes with joy.
His favorite food is blueberry cake. When he was still at the Song family, every piece of blueberry cake he ate was made with fresh blueberries.
But after leaving the Song family, he couldn't even afford to buy fresh blueberries, let alone the cheap blueberry cakes from the small bakery on the street, which he heard tasted terrible. At first, he only dared to take a few more glances when passing by, but later he never looked at them again.
Now, he has it again.
He lowered his head, ate bite by bite, and felt in a very good mood.
After finishing the cake, he glanced at Song Yuqiao who was eating leisurely, licked his lips with a sense of satisfaction, and said with a hint of guilt: "Thank you, brother, for bringing me the cake."
I only remembered to thank him after I finished eating. Song Yuqiao is so generous, he shouldn’t mind, right?
Hearing this, Song Yuqiao looked up at him, his cold brows slightly softened, "Jia Jia, why are you being so polite to your brother?"
His gaze suddenly paused, and he nodded the corner of his mouth, "There's cream on it."
Song Jianan suddenly felt embarrassed and quickly raised his hand to wipe the general location.
Song Yuqiao watched him work silently for a while, but didn't wipe anything.
Song Jianan's fingers that wiped his cheek were clean. He was a little confused, but when he saw Song Yuqiao leaning over, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide and hold his breath.
Soft, cool fingertips brushed across his cheek.
"Here."
Song Jianan's gaze moved down and landed on Song Yuqiao's fingers. His skin was cold white, and the white cream was stuck on it. It was hard to tell which one was whiter.
Song Jianan bit his lower lip, his face felt hot and embarrassed.
Song Yuqiao looked at him inexplicably, and before he could figure out the meaning of that look, the finger pressed on his lips, forcing him to loosen his teeth and slightly open his lips.
The fingertips scraped slowly across the lips, as if smearing them.
Snow falls on red rose petals.
Song Jianan lowered his eyelashes, covering his dark eyes. The heat on his face dissipated, and he felt like a rag, allowing Song Yuqiao to wipe him at will.
Song Yuqiao's eyes darkened, and suddenly he held his face and kissed his lips that made his eyes burn red.
It's not a deep and passionate kiss, but a gentle, detailed licking of all the perfectly sweet cream without leaving an inch, and then sending this sweetness into the wet and hot mouth.
"gentlemen……"
Butler Xue came in hurriedly and saw the master holding the young master and bullying him. He quickly stopped talking and turned sideways to avoid looking at the two of them.
Song Jianan was startled, his cheeks flushed red, and he pushed the person in front of him.
Song Yuqiao's eyes flashed with displeasure at being disturbed, but he still let him go.
Song Jianan suddenly jumped away and immediately kept his distance from him.
Song Yuqiao's cold gaze swept over the housekeeper: "What's the matter?"
Butler Xue: "There's a man outside the door who claims to be your brother and wants to see you."
Song Yuxuan?
Song Jianan was startled, panic and fear followed one after another, and he stood up in a panic, "Brother, I, I have to go to class. No, if I go out now, I will definitely bump into him. I should go back to the room immediately. I can't let him see me, I can't let him see me..."
He was so scared that he almost cried.
He knew that if he lived with Song Yuqiao, something bad would happen sooner or later.
If people knew about his relationship with Song Yuqiao, they would definitely call him shameless for seducing his adopted brother. The Song family would definitely not let him go.
He stumbled and nearly tripped over a chair.
Song Yuqiao pulled him back in time, holding his shoulders with both hands, "Jia Jia!"
Song Jianan suddenly came back to his senses, staring at him blankly, tears streaming down his face, "Brother, can you please not let him in? Don't let him find me, okay..."
Song Yuqiao pulled out a tissue to wipe away his tears and said solemnly, "Okay, don't let him in."
"Don't cry, go upstairs and pack your bag first, and I'll take you to school later."
Song Jianan nodded and went upstairs obediently.
Song Yuqiao watched his figure disappear at the stairs, turned around, and his face turned cold.
Song Yuxuan waited and waited outside the villa, but still no one came to open the door for him. His beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he paced back and forth anxiously beside the car.
The reason why he talked with Song Yuqiao last night was, firstly, to find out about his relationship with Song Jianan - although the servants in the house said that their relationship was cold, he always felt that something was wrong; secondly, he wanted to take the initiative to talk to him. After all, they were brothers, and he didn't want to be too estranged from Song Yuqiao.
But obviously, neither goal was achieved.
He remembered what Yiwen had told him. Song Jianan had kept the bed recently, but he didn't live in the dormitory and didn't go back often. He couldn't help but wonder if Song Jianan would live with Song Yuqiao?
As soon as the thought came to my mind, I felt uneasy.
He got Song Yuqiao's address from his father, and asked someone to find out Song Jianan's class schedule. After enduring all morning, he couldn't help but come over while Song Yuqiao was at the company and launch this surprise attack.
When he stood outside the villa and learned that Song Yuqiao was actually at home, he couldn't help feeling uneasy.
Song Yuqiao was so indifferent to him, and he didn't know whether he would let him in.
Then he thought again, he is Song Yuqiao's younger brother, and it is reasonable for him to come to visit his brother. Song Yuqiao has no reason to kick him out.
Song Yuxuan's frown slowly relaxed.
As soon as she saw Song Yuqiao's figure appear, a smile immediately overflowed from her peach blossom eyes, and she called out happily, "Brother."
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