Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Like
"Put it at the door."
Song Yuqiao's somewhat vague voice came from inside the door.
"Brother, it's me."
Just as Song Jianan finished speaking, the door suddenly opened and strong pheromones gushed out, with a coolness mixed with a restless heat.
He was completely unaware, and when he looked up he was met with a pair of extremely aggressive eyes.
I subconsciously took a few steps back, and I didn't hold the thing in my hand firmly, and almost dropped it.
A big hand reached out to steady him. The skin, which had always been slightly cool, was now burning hot, as if it had been soaked by the scorching sun. It was burning from the inside out, making Song Jianan uncomfortable. He tried to pull his hand away, but it didn't move. His wrist was a little painful from being clamped.
His dark eyes were filled with fear, and he asked anxiously, "Brother, brother?"
Song Yuqiao was very close to him, looking at him with his eyes downcast. His black hair was unkempt and a little messy. The hair hung down, half covering his narrow eyes, making his look even colder and more terrifying, like a wolf that had already set its sights on its delicious prey. Greedy gleams in his eyes, planning how to eat his food.
Song Jianan felt his scalp tingle when he was stared at by him. He opened his eyes wide in panic, and his legs went weak after just a few seconds of staring at each other.
Song Yuqiao loosened his grip and shifted his gaze a little. Song Jianan felt that the terrifying feeling of oppression eased a lot.
Song Yuqiao took the things from his hand and said, "Jiajia, come in."
Then she pulled him into the bedroom without saying anything and slammed the door.
Song Jianan shrank back, feeling that something bad might happen if he stayed here.
But he couldn't break free from the shackles on his wrists, and Song Yuqiao had no intention of letting him go.
Song Yuqiao pushed him to sit on the edge of the bed, dragged a small coffee table over, and put dinner on it.
"Jia Jia, have you eaten yet? Would you like to have dinner with your brother?"
His voice was low and hoarse, as if he had a cold, and even his usual indifference faded a little. She finally let him go, but picked up the bowl, picked up some dishes, and pretended to feed Song Jianan.
He lowered his eyebrows, and there was a hint of gentleness in his look, so gentle that it was a little weird.
Song Jianan was panicked. He pushed his hand away, stood up quickly, and walked towards the door. "I, I'll go downstairs to eat. You can eat by yourself."
Just as he took a step forward, his wrist was grabbed again and his body fell backwards into a hot body.
Song Yuqiao put his ear close to his and said in a low, dangerous voice, "Where do you want to go, Jiajia?"
The hot breath sprayed faintly in his ears, but Song Jianan felt as if a snake was crawling up his back, wet, sticky, and cold. The snake's body twisted around his neck and hissed in his ears.
At that moment, Song Jianan was shrouded in a huge fear of the unknown.
He couldn't figure out what was going on.
Why is Song Yuqiao like this?
He couldn't even think about it.
His voice trembled as he begged, "Brother, I haven't eaten yet, please let me go back downstairs..."
The hand around the waist tightened.
Song Yuqiao bit his round and plump earlobe and asked in a cold tone, "Go back downstairs? Why does Jiajia want to go back downstairs? Do you hate your brother so much? Don't you like having dinner with your brother?"
He bit hard with his teeth, and Song Jianan felt pain. Tears quickly filled his eyes, "No, no..."
Song Yuqiao seemed to smile with satisfaction, "So Jiajia likes brother, right? Jiajia wants to be with brother, right?"
Song Jianan didn't reply for more than ten seconds before Song Yuqiao pinched his jaw and forced him to turn his head and look at him. His eyes were red and filled with cold anger. "Jia Jia, speak! Tell me, you like me!"
His eyes were fixed on Song Jianan, leaving him with no way to escape and forcing him to be wrapped in the terrifying aura.
Song Jianan's body trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were filled with fear, his lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word.
Song Yuqiao stared at him gravely, as if he wanted to eat him alive. Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, the redness at the corners of his eyes deepened. He simply hugged him and turned him around, sitting on his lap facing him.
She pinched the soft white flesh on his cheek and lowered her head to kiss him.
The kiss was quick and heavy, as if he was eager to confirm something.
Song Jianan felt pain in his cheeks, and his lips were sore from being sucked so hard. He had no power to resist and let the outsider break in, snatching the air from his mouth rudely, causing him to feel suffocated.
His cheeks flushed red and he weakly pounded Song Yuqiao's chest, trying to buy himself a chance to breathe.
But Song Yuqiao grabbed both of his hands and stirred them more wantonly.
Song Jianan felt dizzy and was overwhelmed by the surging grievances and helplessness. He was almost in despair. Tears overflowed from his eyes and flowed down his cheeks. He made a broken and weak whimper, like a kitten that had been bullied.
Perhaps it was because the tears wet Song Yuqiao's hands and awakened his remaining compassion, Song Yuqiao finally let him go.
Song Jianan fell limply into his arms as if he had lost his support, gasping for breath.
Song Yuqiao hugged him tightly and kissed and licked his ears gently.
"Jia Jia likes her brother, right?"
Song Jianan's eyes were dull and he still didn't answer.
Song Yuqiao bit his ear again, and his canine teeth unknowingly fell on the back of his neck, lightly touching the bandaged gauze. The pungent smell of medicine penetrated into his nose, but he seemed unable to smell it, and was ready to move.
Song Jianan suddenly came back to his senses with fear, raised his head from his arms, and replied in a panic: "I like it! I like it!"
Song Yuqiao was dissatisfied with being targeted and moved away, but when he heard Jia Jia say that she liked him, that little bit of dissatisfaction immediately disappeared. His expression changed quickly, and his eyes showed a rare tenderness. He held Song Jianan's face and kissed his lips gently, one by one.
"Jia Jia likes her brother, and her brother is very happy."
Song Jianan felt greatly relieved, but it wasn't much better.
Song Yuqiao is acting so abnormally, like he's going to go crazy at any moment.
He couldn't stay any longer.
"Jia Jia, let's have dinner together."
Song Yuqiao seemed to have returned to normal, picked up the bowl and looked at him.
Song Jianan pursed his lips, suppressed his fear and anxiety, and opened his mouth.
In the end, almost all of the dinner brought upstairs went into Song Jianan's stomach.
Having a full meal should be a happy thing, but Song Jianan became even more uneasy.
He lowered his eyes, wondering how he could leave the room.
After eating dinner and rinsing his mouth, he pulled Song Yuqiao's hand and said, "Brother, let Aunt Zhang come up and collect the dishes."
Song Yuqiao frowned, not wanting anyone to disturb him and Jiajia, "I'll take it down later."
Suddenly he picked the person up and put him in the middle of the big bed.
"Jiajia, are you full?"
Song Jianan already had a bad premonition in his heart. He bit his lip, nodded, and rushed over to hug him. "Brother, let's go for a walk in the garden, okay?"
Song Yuqiao stroked his back, his eyelashes drooping, "But Jiajia is full, but I'm not."
Song Jianan was stunned, and felt that he had caught a good opportunity, so he was about to push him up, "Then I will accompany you downstairs to eat something?"
Song Yuqiao pushed him back, clasped his hands beside his cheeks with his fingers clasped together, and his eyes seemed to be burning like a winter fire, which was particularly scorching and eye-catching.
He called out softly, "Jia Jia."
Song Jianan was stunned, and then he realized what he meant by not eating enough, and his face turned red.
He stuttered as he spoke, "Brother, no, no, I can't do that. My injury hasn't healed yet, I can't do that kind of thing..."
Song Yuqiao kissed his lips, "Jia Jia, I will be careful and will not hurt you."
Then, Song Jianan had no time to stop him, and Song Yuqiao's kiss fell again.
It was still burning, eager, like a raging flame that would devour him completely.
Song Jianan realized that he probably had no way to escape, and burst into tears.
It was just a kiss, but he felt a dull pain in the back of his neck.
He couldn't help but blame himself, wondering why he had to take Aunt Zhang's job. He was the one who brought it upon himself.
Knowing that something was wrong with Song Yuqiao, he still moved forward!
If Song Yuqiao bites him again, will he really die?
Even if you don't die, it will definitely be very painful.
He didn't want to feel that again.
Song Jianan cried so hard that it was difficult to continue the kiss.
Song Yuqiao stopped and licked the tears from his face, "Jia Jia, don't cry..."
Suddenly, his vision went dark and his head fell heavily.
Song Jianan was hit so hard that he forgot to cry. He pushed the person on him and actually succeeded.
He was stunned for a moment, and when he looked at Song Yuqiao, he was obviously fainted.
After staying there for two seconds, he pushed the person away completely, climbed up from the bed, and stumbled out.
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