Han Yu

Chapter 87

Jin Jidong walked into the house with ease, threw his things away, and lay down on the sofa.

The luggage was thrown on the ground at will, which is very similar to his carefree and casual personality. He is used to asking the maid at home to pour a drink, but when he was about to shout out, he found that the house was empty. It made him a little puzzled and surprised.

His brother is such a lazy person, he would be willing to be so tired that he can clean the house by himself.

Jin Jidong reluctantly got up from the sofa, got up and went to the refrigerator to see what there was to drink, he was a little stunned when he opened it, the inside was filled to the brim with all kinds of fruit wine, he didn't even know about beer Where did he get squeezed? He raised his eyebrows slightly, and reached for a bottle that didn't look very good, only to find that it was milk.

His brother's taste has really calmed down recently.

Jin Jidong just thought briefly, milk is just milk, anyway, it is cold in the hand, and it should be very refreshing to drink.

The taste is really refreshing, it is pure milk.

Jin Jidong frowned, threw it into the trash can, and searched in the refrigerator again, but still couldn't find the beer he wanted.

How did he know that Jin Jiyan does everything by himself now, but he hates being disturbed by others, and even his preferences have gradually changed.

I just wondered when Jin Jiyan would find out and come back, and then noticed the calendar hanging on the wall, with a date circled by a thick black pen. It was a date that had already passed, but it is not difficult to imagine The anticipation in this person's heart when he circled.

It's like... Valentine's Day.

Jin Jidong thought so, a little curious why Jin Jiyan circled this festival when he had nothing to do, didn't he always be a clean and self-sufficient aristocratic single dog, no matter how many flowers and plants there were, he ignored them without squinting. Secondary two feel that there is no woman in the whole world who is worthy of him.

So this is the owner.

Jin Jidong raised his eyebrows, thinking that on the other end of the phone before, Jin Jiyan refused to let go and ordered him not to come over. It turned out that the co-author hooked up with a beauty at some point and wanted to prevent him from coming over to destroy the world of the two of them. Woolen cloth.

Tsk, what can't be said about this, and I still hide it.

Jin Jidong thought casually, not knowing why, his fingertips touched the circled date, and moved slowly along the trace of the dry thick black hair, but it was not a circle, but a heart.

He missed Han Fang a little bit.

Jin Jidong's heart floated a little bit disappointed.

He has been confined at home for a while, because his brother and Lao Tzu agreed that he might be more peaceful when staying at home, so his protests were pale and powerless, and he and his mother have always been enemies, Mrs. Jin also added fuel to the flames in an attempt to persuade Lao Tzu to let him go back where he came from.

This is the end of the game, if you really want to go back, where can he find Han Fang?

So he could only honestly isolate himself from the world, and no news about Han Fang could reach him. Even if Qiao Yu turned things upside down, the family would really keep him secret.

Jin Jidong wondered how he had such an interesting mother, and Mrs. Jin also wondered how he gave birth to such a son who loves to die.

Fortunately, although Jin Youwei was furious with this youngest son, occasionally he became impatient, or most of the time he was scolded by this son, so he raised his crutches to give him a hard meal. Generally, the effect is He can be clean for a few days, and Jin Jidong can remember to be quiet for a few days.

No matter how Mrs. Jin listens to the rumors, Jin Youwei is firm in her heart and will not waver. There are only two sons in his family. It doesn't matter if the younger son is not as good as the older son. After talking too much, Jin Youwei became annoyed and said impatiently: "You'd better pay attention now."

"...what?"

Jin Youwei sneered: "I think you are bored, don't you want your new bag?"

So Madam Jin shut up reluctantly.

Then came the news that made her happy, Jin Jidong was going to harm her eldest son soon, it almost made her cry tears of joy.

As for Jin Jiyan's emphasis on how to oppose it, Jin Youwei beat him back intact.

Jin Jiyan is also tired.

While taking care of Han Fang, Jin Jidong had to be dealt with perfunctorily.

When Jin Jiyan arrived at the airport, he looked impatiently at the watch in his hand and waited for 10 minutes. There was a constant flow of people around him, coming and going by him. Did not go back.

Just kidding, where did he waste so much time on his brother, pinching the time for the return trip, he guessed that Han Fang would wake up after waiting.

and many more……

Jin Jiyan paused, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Jin Jidong was thinking about what kind of beauty would be able to fascinate his brother, and he was also thinking about whether Jin Youwei would agree to have a foreign girl as his wife. After all, he still pays attention to blood, the grandson with blond hair and blue eyes ...

Jin Jidong was in trouble, wouldn't his brother clean himself up and get better, but in the end he would still be beaten with a stick.

He suddenly felt that he might be thinking a little too much, and then looked at the luggage that he had thrown around, no one helped him pack it up properly, and then went to tidy up the room.

Jin Jidong sighed, thinking of the fruit wine piled up in the refrigerator, and thinking of this beauty's unique taste, while moving his luggage upstairs, he disturbed the two-person world of his brother and the unknown beauty without guilt.

Jin Jidong didn't grow up next to his brother. Although the two brothers were not born on the same side, Jin Jiyan was able to make this relationship so hot that he was so powerful that he fell into the eyes of others. , although on the one hand, he felt that the young master of the Jin family had a deep brotherly love for this younger brother, but on the other hand, he also thought in his heart that he knew that he would start raising his younger brother at such a young age. Come out, the brothers are also ruthless.

Jin Jidong went up to the second floor and was dragging his luggage, rubbing against the floor and making harsh noises. Han Fang was so sleepy that he was originally quiet, but suddenly he didn't know who seemed to be making noise near the door. But he really couldn't struggle out of this drowsiness, he was so sleepy that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

He seems to be extra sleepy today, he thought vaguely, and then muttered with difficulty, "Noisy."

The sound stopped.

He fell into this drowsiness again, he seemed to have forgotten where he was, but fell asleep blindly, as if he was a person floating in the clouds.

As soon as Jin Jidong paused, he felt as if he heard some voice, like Han Fang's voice, but there was nothing. He wondered if he was hallucinating, then shook his head in disappointment, and moved on. move.

Nine times out of ten, this kind of sound can make people have nightmares. Han Fang almost rolled his eyes and felt as if he had been dragged back to the world from heaven.

In the end, he just lifted his lips, "Noisy."

This time there was some emotion, the kind of gnashing of teeth, so as he wished, the voice stopped.

Han Fang went on to dream of heaven.

Jin Jidong felt that he must have heard it right this time, but he was still a little uncertain...that voice was really Han Fang's, but the question was how could he be here.

Perhaps an auditory hallucination?

Still can't believe it.

The sound came from this door. Jin Jidong thought for a while, put his luggage aside, and pushed open the door. For some reason, there was a premonition in his heart, and his heart beat faster and faster. , as if expecting something out of thin air, so much so that the hand he was about to push open the door trembled slightly.

Jin Jidong suddenly thought of a word.

He only expected one person.

In his entire life, there was only that person.

He pushed open the door.

Met the one he wanted.

At that moment, shock and doubt came one after another. Shocked, Han Fang seemed to be asleep here at the moment, wondering why he was here, why he was at his brother's house, but these were all overwhelmed by another kind, ready to move His emotions were replaced, so that those questions that followed were subconsciously forgotten by him.

Hey, the person he has been thinking about for a long time is right in front of his eyes, his sleeping face seems to be in a deep sleep, even if someone comes in, he doesn't notice that he flutters his eyelashes, just fell into a deep sleep, but Jin Ji Dongming knows This person was sleeping, but still held his breath subconsciously, afraid that he would wake up this person, and afraid that this was just a shattered dream.

He is afraid of being blown away.

He just wants to stay.

So much so that he always felt that this was an illusion, so he didn't dare to think about his doubts. After confirming what is reality, he was always afraid that this was just a fantasy of his when he considered things after reality.

You can never get what you want.

Jin Jidong even naively thought that when his birthday comes in a few days, he will make a wish and get what he wants, even if he loses everything.

When that face was sleeping, even the eyebrows and eyes that had always been disdainful became soft and quiet. He didn't dare to stretch out his hand to caress it carefully. He only dared to look at it with greedy eyes. Finally, his eyes fixed on the bright red plump lips. The rosy cheeks and soft black hair formed a kind of contrast.

So this kind of contrast becomes particularly obvious.

Then let him test whether it is true or not.

Thinking like this, he took a step forward in a strange way, as if it was an abyss or a trap... But, it was him.

It's him.

Then all bitterness is a kind of sweetness.

Jin Jidong bent down slightly, his eyes fixed on him firmly, he actually wanted to lock him in his arms, but this would disturb this person and this dream.

So he only dared to lean down so cautiously, looked at the sleeping face with gentle eyes, and kissed it so cautiously.

The kiss was cold, soft and sweet, so he couldn't help but go deeper, wanting to ask for more, but he didn't dare, he was afraid of disturbing this person.

Waking up is a sin.

Now, it's not a dream.

Jin Jidong's heart was filled with a strange feeling at that moment, as if getting what he wanted was more precious than getting the whole world.

He was a little reluctant to leave, and at the same time, his initial doubts surfaced.

Han Fang, why did he appear here?

"……What are you doing."

Jin Jiyan's voice came from behind him indiscriminately.

Jin Jidong's heart skipped a beat, Han Fang was still sleeping without feeling anything, these outside disturbances didn't bother him much.

From Jin Jiyan's point of view, what he can see is actually covered by Jin Jidong's figure, but he has more associations. The soft blanket covers the voice so that Jin Jidong can't He found that there was another person standing quietly behind him. If he turned his head at this moment, he would be able to see the dark eyes, looking at him darkly. He let out the slightest bit of emotion, trembling slightly, restraining his impulse.

When he got home, he felt that something was wrong. He didn't realize anything until he saw the milk thrown away in the trash can. He hurried upstairs and saw the luggage placed aside at the corner.

Then he saw a scene that shocked him and made his heart palpitate.

Jin Jiyan's breath was full of oppression, and the atmosphere froze for no reason. In the end, it was Jin Jiyan who said first, "Come out."

Jin Jidong also turned around honestly and followed his footsteps out.

At this moment, the two of them have a common tacit understanding, that is, not to disturb Han Fang.

When the door was closed and they were downstairs, Jin Jiyan turned around and suddenly punched Jin Jidong who was behind him. Jin Jidong was caught off guard by the punch and fell to the ground, his expression blank and then cold. Looking down at him, before he could say anything, Jin Jiyan gritted his teeth and said, "Did I ask you to touch him?"

Jin Jidong wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and he was embarrassed but said cheerfully: "Do I need your permission? Why don't you tell me when I'm here."

"Why?" Jin Jiyan chuckled casually, took a step forward unhurriedly, kicked him over under the latter's raised brows in confusion, and said with a stern expression: " Just because you are not qualified to ask, and you are not qualified to ask why."

Jin Jiyan looked down at Jin Jidong, and he saw himself in the latter's eyes.

He remembered that when he was young, on the road he passed by after school, a very beautiful flower bloomed. It was really beautiful and beautiful. At that time, he wanted to pick it off, but he didn't do it because he thought of Others also want to see that beautiful flower, and he cannot keep it for himself.

But when he passed the road again, the flower had already been picked.

If he stretched out his hand at that time, maybe he wouldn't miss that beauty.

The choice was before him again.

Jin Jiyan looked at Jin Jidong, and suddenly broke into a smile.

Now, he won't be a fool this time.

Good things should be kept for themselves.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Jin Jiyan: "It's time for a dog. I haven't kissed for such a long time. You f*ck take advantage of it as soon as you come up. You can't do it if you don't fight."

Jin Jidong covered his face: It's worth it.

[Thank you girl for feeding the little spicy strips]

[The author has something to say]

There will be no cp in the ending, and then the side story he, tell the person you want to he, I will see your opinions

Then Father Han Qiao Shang's episode, do you want it?

When I masturbate, I will put his name on it, you can buy it by looking at the name, don’t go back and buy the he you don’t want to see

It is said that when I was in school, I saw a flower on the road. It was blooming in the grass. It was really beautiful. I wanted it but felt that if others could not see such a beautiful flower, it would be bad for me to keep it for myself. Wait until I leave school When I walked by, I didn't know who picked that flower.

regret.