The moonlight was dim, covering the room's flamboyant and grotesque, that moaning like a spirit bird lingered in the man's ear, accompanied by sweat, and the collision of the body unintentionally showed how hot there was between the two.

The night was gradually replaced by the hazy morning light, and the ambiguous sound that had not stopped for a long time also slowly returned to calm.

Qi Yan was awakened by hunger, and the white piece in front of him had never been refreshed for a long time.

The white light was replaced by the furniture scene in the world. Qi Yan stared at the extremely old-fashioned table lamp on the bed for a long time.

——Isn’t this my style?

Where is this... Qi Yan was at a loss, and looked around silently for a week, and found a place with a bit of familiarity in the strangeness... Alas, the cabinet seemed familiar.

Qi Yan wanted to sit up, but found that the waist and abdomen were particularly stiff and... sore in every movement of his own.

... sore? !

Qi Yan's eyes widened suddenly, and the rest of his sleepiness just disappeared in an instant. Qi Yan sat up violently and slid the quilt down. Qi Yan discovered that the quilt was naked and his body was dotted with ambiguous red dots, as if he had experienced a new battle with the quilt!

This, this is obviously a symptom of what happened!

Qi Yan had already exploded. He looked at him for a long while and raised his head. He was surprised to find that a man in a white coat was sitting on the swivel chair next to him.

"You--!" Qi Yan exclaimed, and then shocked: "Jing Ranxiu?!"

When Jing Ranxiu woke up from Qi Yan, he watched his behavior with interest, until he was just stupid and he just discovered his existence.

"It's me." Jing Ranxiu responded relatively calmly to Qi Yan's shock.

Qi Yan touched his chest, and the little red fruit on it had some stinging: "What did you do to me?!"

"Guess." Jing Ranxiu smiled faintly, and many smiles hidden in Qi Yan's unimaginable.

"Jing Ranxiu, you won't--"

"I will." Jing Ranxiu stood up and walked up step by step.

Qi Yan felt a sense of panic inexplicably. He unconsciously clenched the corner, trying to block his scenery with the thin bedding.

"Qi Yan." Jing Ranxiu's voice was low, and his black eyes looked like a deep whirlpool: "Do you want to pay the bill?"

"What?" Qi Yan bravely retorted him; "Don't talk nonsense!"

"That's not bad?" Jing Ranxiu asked back.

"When, of course, I'm not bad!" Qi Yan finished roaring, and very blindly put his head into the quilt.

For a long time, Qi Yan heard a pleasant chuckle from outside, and then a large force of force pulled the quilt away.

When the skin was exposed to the air, Qi Yan struck a spirit, his face twitched, and quickly blocked his little Qi Yan with his hand.

Before Qi Yan blushed with anything, his eyes suddenly turned black, his hands were held up, his back was attached to the cold wall, and even his hands were hung up.

Enlarged a handsome face in front of him, that belongs to Jing Ranxiu.

"You, you are sick!" Qi Yan shouted with a blush, the distance between the two was too close, and too ambiguous.

Jing Ranxiu raised his eyebrows, a glimmer of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Just confess, if you deny, I will kill you."

Yesterday, this person's fresh life was still in his own hands. He is his own, and death must end by himself.

[The male favors Qi Yan with a favorability of +20, the current favorability: 80]

[The male lead has a blackening degree of +20 to Qi Yan, the current blacking degree: 20]

Qi Yan: ...I will go to your father!

"Are you... that's weird, okay..." Said not to be afraid that it was fake. Once, on this bed, he was handcuffed with strange handcuffs by the man who was legally his brother!

Jing Ranxiu looked at him without blinking, not letting go of every expression on his face: "Strange?"

"Yeah, are we brothers..." As a last resort, take out the legal name in exchange for temporary survival!

But this sentence obviously angered the ‘brother and brother’ in front of him.

The burning anger in his eyes ignited almost instantaneously, almost burning Qi Yan's eyes. He stared at Qi Yan, struggling hard with his hands, almost to pinch Qi Yan's wrist.

Qi Yan took a painful inhalation, but his cold voice pulled his thoughts back.

"Want to use law to restrain me? Oh, that's really ridiculous."

"I want to kill you, almost effortlessly, obviously I don't want to do that..."

"You are mine, less than a last resort, I am not willing to ruin you."

"Qi Yan, you will obey me, right?"

He sounded like a sweet word, but he slowly screamed it out with a cold, sullen voice. Qi Yan's heart seemed to be held by a devil's claw. As long as he shook his head to say no, he would be cruelly crushed.

This is Jing Ranxiu... Or, is this Jing Ranxiu?

Looking at him, he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes. And Jing Ranxiu was silently waiting for Qi Yan's answer.

It took a long time for Qi Yan's voice to slowly sound in this strange atmosphere.

"Jing Ranxiu, you are a psychologist."

In a word, the anger and black gas in his eyes disappeared in the next second.

With the power of holding his wrist slowly Panasonic, Qi Yan knew that he was betting on this sentence, nothing else, at least let the calm Jing Ranxiu talk to him.

"Good." Jing Ranxiu let go of Qi Yan and stood up, looking down at Qi Yan with indifferent eyes: "What do you want to say?"

"The two of us are legally brothers." Qi Yan's dry lips no longer have any indignation about the matter of being curbed.

This sentence also angered Jing Ranxiu just now, but at this time, Jing Ranxiu's state of mind is obviously different from that just now.

"So."

"So what you said just now is farting." Qi Yan rolled his eyes: "I can do when nothing happened last night."

Jing Ranxiu suddenly mocked his mouth: "Have it not happened? Pretending you are not Cheng Huan under me? Moaning?"

In such explicit words, a little embarrassment flashed on Qi Yan's face, but he quickly relieved: "It's just grass, I haven't experienced anything, young man? It's not like a man!"

The meaning of this sentence is that Qi Yan wants to look away from it. He hasn’t experienced anything in the second generation of the poor and rich for many years. After being done, it can be digested and digested, when the fart is released...

However, in Jing Ranxiu’s ears, it became ‘After so many times being grassed, it’s nothing this time’...

The sarcasm in the corner of the mouth was stronger, and Jing Ranxiu's eyes seemed to overflow with ballast.

"It looks like you're used to it... then don't mind, do it again?"

"what?"

"If it is so cheap, then it doesn't matter who..."

With that, Jing Ranxiu slowly untied his white coat.