Chapter 61 Chapter 61

Fu Yian stared at Yu Cheng suspiciously.

Yu Cheng's body was stiff; he actually didn't really understand these things.

I had never thought about this before, but I did some impromptu knowledge last night and asked Jiao Xian to buy some supplies for the aftermath.

Fortunately, foreign countries are more open and these things are easy to buy.

But thinking of the instruction manuals he had read, Yu Cheng didn't want to let his brother handle it on his own.

He lowered his eyes and carefully took care of Fu Yian while he ate.

Since Yu Cheng didn't mention it, Fu Yian was too embarrassed to bring it up, so he had to endure the discomfort and rinse his mouth before eating.

When Yu Cheng came in again with a plastic bag after dinner, Fu Yian inadvertently glanced at what he was holding in his hand.

There are many kinds of bottles and jars.

Yu Cheng walked to the window and closed the curtains, and the room suddenly became dim.

He simply drew the curtains, and the sunlight was still bright in the mid-afternoon.

Watching Yu Cheng walk towards the bed, Fu Yian's Adam's apple rolled and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"What are you doing here?"

Yu Cheng took out the things in the plastic bag and placed them one by one on the bedside table.

Many of them had been unpacked, and Yu Cheng had already studied them before.

"Let me help you deal with it."

Thinking of his injuries, Fu Yi'an's expression froze and he refused, "I'll do it myself."

Yu Cheng glanced at him indifferently.

"Brother, can you bend down now?"

Not to mention bending, even the slightest movement would cause excruciating pain.

Fu Yian leaned on the bed, staring at Yu Cheng as he walked towards him with the tube of medicine.

"I'll do it myself..." Fu Yian insisted, but his voice was too soft.

Yu Cheng raised his hand and pinched Fu Yi'an's cheek, then lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Yi'an with a firm tone, brooking no argument.

"I'll do it."

"Everything that belongs to you is mine. You can't touch anything without my permission. Do you understand?"

Fu Yian frowned, and when he heard his strong words, a layer of coldness unconsciously appeared between his eyebrows:

"Yu Cheng, I won't hold it against you for what happened last night, but this is not what should have happened between us—"

He was halfway through his words when Yu Cheng stopped him.

Fu Yian, who had no idea how many times he had been kissed, still had no reaction.

He hesitated as he tried to speak, but this gave Yu Cheng the opportunity to go deeper.

Fu Yian was not let go until he was almost suffocating, and he breathed in the air deeply.

Yu Cheng's brows relaxed.

"Brother is so stupid. He has kissed me so many times but he still hasn't learned how to breathe."

Fu Yian's face turned red, not understanding why Yu Cheng had become like this.

"How could you…"

He thought Yu Cheng was blinded by anger and possessiveness yesterday, but he didn't expect that Yu Cheng would still be like this after waking up today...

Yu Cheng had his usual smile on his face, and he rubbed Fu Yian's lower lip with his thumb.

"It seems that my brother still doesn't understand my feelings."

It’s not that Fu Yian didn’t understand, but that he didn’t believe it.

He simply didn't believe that Yu Cheng, who had so many women around him in the plot, would... like him.

How could the male protagonist of the stallion world suddenly turn around?

Yu Cheng felt cold at the sight of his indifferent expression.

He raised his hand and forcefully pulled away the quilt covering Fu Yian.

Fu Yian felt a sudden chill and was exposed to the slightly cold air.

The blue and purple marks are shocking to the eyes.

"you--"

Before he could finish his words, Yu Cheng helped him lie down on the bed.

The sudden change in posture made Fu Yian's face turn red.

Yu Cheng said in a gentle voice: "Brother, be obedient. I don't want to use tough measures against you."

The warm fingers fell below the waist and abdomen, causing Fu Yian to shiver involuntarily, and his words were filled with pleading.

"Yu Cheng..."

Yu Cheng opened the bottle cap, thought for a moment, and dipped a cotton swab in some ointment.

Fu Yi'an subconsciously wanted to move away, but his back was pressed tightly by Yu Cheng's arm, and he had no strength, so there was no possibility of moving.

He called Yu Cheng's name over and over in a hoarse voice, but the man standing beside the bed turned a deaf ear to him.

"Brother, be obedient. If you get hurt, you will have a fever."

"I can do it myself..."

Fu Yian's voice was too soft and Yu Cheng did not respond to him.

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After Yu Cheng covered him with the quilt again, Fu Yian's face turned red all over.

Although the process was embarrassing for Fu Yi'an, the burning and stinging sensation did disappear a lot.

He looked at Yu Cheng who was packing up the medicines and forced himself to calm down.

Yu Cheng poured Fu Yi'an another cup of hot water. After taking the throat medicine, Fu Yi'an didn't want to think about what had happened before.

He spoke slowly, forcing himself to think of something else.

“What did you do in the past three years in the United States?”

After hearing what Fu Yi'an said, Yu Cheng's expression darkened.

He thought his brother would ask him about what happened last night first, but he didn't expect that he had done so many out-of-the-ordinary things, but in his brother's eyes, they were not as important as those useless things!

"Why didn't my brother ask me to do such a thing?"

His hand that fell on Fu Yiyu twisted Fu Yiyu's clothes hard.

Fu Yian coughed.

"...You were just acting on impulse."

Yu Cheng was just impulsive and mistook her dependence on him for love and desire.

This is the most appropriate explanation Fu Yian could come up with.

"For a moment?"

Yu Cheng sneered.

"What if I lock you up here for the rest of your life?"

"I'm grown up now. I can tell what love is."

He stared into Fu Yian's eyes.

And in those clear pupils, there was only pity for her brother.

But what he wants is not pity!

A strong obsession grew rapidly in Yu Cheng's heart and quickly occupied his entire mind.

"After all this, do you still think I want to be your so-called younger brother?"

Fu Yian was stunned.

It was the first time he saw Yu Cheng looking so gloomy.

The eyes that were always clear in the past are now full of haze, and hidden beneath the haze is a trace of barely perceptible sadness.

Looking at Yu Cheng's manic look, Fu Yian felt a sudden pain somewhere in his heart.

He subconsciously raised his hand and placed it on Yu Cheng's cheek.

"Acheng..."

The warm fingertips carried the most familiar breath to Yu Cheng, soothing all of Yu Cheng's anger.

He lowered his head, held Fu Yian's wrist, and rubbed it in his palm.

"elder brother."

"I love you."

Fu Yian didn't know how to respond. It was impossible for him to like men.

The room was silent.

The look in Yu Cheng's eyes became more and more distorted, but he soon got it under control.

It doesn't matter.

Now his brother is by his side.

Even if his brother never loves him all his life, he can only be his.

The two people had different thoughts, only their clasped palms were hot.