in the dark

Chapter 30

"elder brother!"

Bang bang bang knocks on the door, Song Jiaoye outside the door seemed to have stolen a Snickers bar, with a particularly loud voice, "Dad called and asked why you didn't answer your phone!"

The ambiguous and entangled atmosphere was instantly broken.

"Fuck!" Song Chan was "half dreaming, half awake" just now, but now his slightly squinted eyes suddenly widened.Although the whole thing on her body was done quite suddenly, and it didn't match her usual abstinent temperament at all, but...how should I put it, it's exactly what I want?

Anyway, I am also someone who has been masturbating with photos for several years...

But whether he was satisfied or not, Song Jiaoye shouldn't have appeared at this time!It's not as simple as just spoiling the scenery!

Song Nan'an frowned, straightened his shirt, got up and returned to the desk, "You go."

"Ah, good." Song Chan was stunned for a long time, and he still didn't recover when he walked to the door, "What's the matter?"

He didn't open the door, and shouted from the air.

"Didn't I say it?" Song Jiaoye howled.

"Said you are still standing outside?" Song Chan was infected, and he howled and tugged at his collar. It was so hot that he wanted to take a cold shower.

"Brother Ke hasn't answered me yet!" the outsider said confidently.

The two howled in a strange way, one outside and one inside.

Fortunately, Song Nan'an's exit was cut off, "Understood, I'll be right back."

Song Jiaoye outside the door let out an oh, feeling a little strange, "Why don't you open the door?"

When the question got to the point, Song Chan glanced down. This look...it's not very easy to open the door to people.

"Ah?" Song Jiaoye persisted.

But if you don't open it, it seems that there is something to hide from people... Ah yes, it's just to hide from people.

Song Chan opened a crack in the door, exposed his head, and hid his whole body behind the door, "What are you doing? Discussing the case with your brother!"

Song Jiaoye glanced suspiciously, "Your face is very red."

"Face?" Song Chan touched his face unnaturally, it was quite hot.

Song Jiaoye nodded, "Well, it's very popular," she said, as if she was afraid that Song Chan would not believe her, and said, "I'll bring it to the little mirror—"

"Hey——" Song Chan hurriedly stopped, "I know, I know! Naturally red. Hurry up and chase your Oppa!"

Song Jiaoye rolled her eyes, she was ridiculed for her good intentions, and pushed back, "Oh, naturally red? I thought there was a monkey riding on your head!"

"..." Song Chanmo.

How can you owe so much?

Calm down, be calm, don't ruin a big event because of a little girl.

Do remember to stay calm.

The two looked at each other, and there was no intention of continuing to talk. At this moment, they had a tacit understanding. One turned around with his head raised, and the other turned around to close the door. Except for the sound of the TV as the background, everything was quiet.

Song Jiaoye continued to eat snacks and watch dramas.

Song Chan... dawdled back to Song Nan'an.

It's not over yet, is it?

Song Chan smirked twice, glanced at it, "You... read the document?"

Song Nan'an tapped his index finger on the table, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "Otherwise?"

"..."

Song Chan was completely stunned. The question and answer seemed to be extremely eager, no good, no good, this is not good.

Fuck, I have to blame that girl Jiaoye!bad thing!

"Uncomfortable?" Song Nan'an looked at him intently and asked, with his right hand covering the document, the light from the small lamp swept across the knuckles of his hand, with intervals between light and dark.

Song Chan looked dazed, and inexplicably thought of the photo on the phone, the one he liked very much. In the photo, he was sleeping on the table with his head sideways, his bony and white hands were unconsciously clasped. It was very beautiful, and he had seen it for many years. ...

And just a few minutes ago, these hands did many things that made people blush and heartbeat, caressing ears, lifting chin, pinching waist...

"Huh?" Seeing that he was distracted, Song Nan'an reminded him in a calm tone.

"Ah," Song Chan raised his eyes to look at him, his heart that was gradually calming down became angry again because of the hands in front of him being teased, no, it shouldn't be said that, it should mean that any part of Song Nan'an's body is very strong to him Attractive, like a ghost, he answered slowly, "Uncomfortable."

Song Nan'an raised his eyebrows, probably because he didn't expect Song Chan to answer like this.

The study room was eerily quiet, only the breathing of the two of them remained.

Suddenly——

"...it's hard." Song Chan said with trembling eyes, "so... uncomfortable."

When Song Nanan pressed him on the sofa, he knew exactly what it meant, but when he asked if he would read the document and Song Nanan answered "No", he only felt that Song Nanan did it on purpose.

After all, logically speaking, just now, you pressed first, and you kissed first, now tell me to read the documents?

impossible.

Song Chan sighed, usually he always felt that he was a tiger, but he was always willing to become a cat in front of Song Nan'an, thinking that he was also the dumb brother who was indistinguishable in the alley back then, and he was followed by a bunch of younger brothers.

But now... Forget it, if I didn't continue to lick the ashes from the soles, it was because my backbone was hardened.

Yes, please ask.

A meow is no big deal.

"I'm hard." Song Chan squatted beside Song Nan'an softly, very hoarse.

Song Nan'an didn't make a sound, but the arc of the corner of his mouth was extremely beautiful.

Looking at the bewitching smile in front of him, Song Chan raised his eyes and trembled again.

The two looked at each other for a while, and suddenly, Song Nan'an said, "Can I help you?" His voice was still cold.

The words spoken by the cold voice made people think about it, and it came out of Song Nan'an's mouth, and Song Chan's mind was buzzing like fireworks.

"How to help?"

"Go to the bathroom." Song Nan'an said, "Use your hands."

Song Chan was taken aback, there is a bathroom in the study?I really didn't notice this, but when I realized it, my whole face was about to burn. I felt that as long as it was a sentence, this sentence was said by Song Nan'an, it could heat up the atmosphere.

Song Nan'an's hand...

Skin to skin, heat, panting, rubbing.

Before he had time to think about it, Song Chan took a deep breath, and was led away from the desk by Song Nan'an...

"Brother, Dad's call." Song Jiaoye held the phone and said in a low voice to Song Nan'an who had just left the study, "He said you still didn't answer."

Song Nan'an nodded to indicate that he knew, and turned around to take out the mobile phone from the pocket of Song Chan who was following him.

Song Chan's footsteps were a little weak when he left the study room, and Song Nan'an inadvertently rubbed it when he reached into his pocket, which made him jump up in fright, "What are you doing!"

Song Nan'an raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Take your phone."

Jiaoye, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at this side.

"Oh, hand... the phone, I'll get it for you." As he spoke, Song Chan hurriedly took out his pocket.

Handing over the phone, he felt a little embarrassed, Song Chan really wanted to spit at himself, it was just a phone, what kind of stuff was in his mind, he was so sensitive.

But the scene in the bathroom just now always flashes back into my mind fragmentarily... the slightly drunken atmosphere, the scalding heat, and the panting of the waist.

Song Chan was still hesitating whether to say sorry to Song Nan'an just now, but at the end... he couldn't hold back, he pinched his waist very hard...

Seeing Song Nan'an went to the yard with his mobile phone in his hands, Song Chan sat down on the sofa beside him, his mood was hard to calm down, and he was still thumping until now.

"Hello?" Song Jiaoye answered the phone again and sat up.

Song Chan's eyes hung on the TV in the living room, and his thoughts had already gone to nowhere.

"Now? Where are you...Okay, I'll come out right away...OK." Song Jiaoye who put down her phone ran out quickly.

Song Chan didn't care about these things, he just took a look and then moved his eyes away.

At some point, Song Nan'an entered the house, and the phone had already been hung up.

"Where's Jiaoye?"

"I just went out, and it seems someone is looking for you," Song Chan said. As soon as he turned around, he saw Song Nan'an put his phone on the coffee table, and his bony hands drew a smooth arc in the air, "You just went out from the door, you... Didn't you see it?"

It's over, I'm really stuttering.

As soon as he saw Song Nan'an's hand, his brain became inexplicably hot and his tongue became knotted.

No no no, don't look at it.

"Really?" Song Nan'an glanced at the door, "I didn't pay attention."

"Yes." Song Chan nodded hastily.

"Ha! Surprise!" Song Jiaoye came out at some point, holding three colorful tickets in his hand, "Guess what this is!"

The embarrassment and discomfort after the intimacy between the two was finally broken, Song Chan glanced, "It's not money!"

"Tch," Song Jiaoye snorted, "vulgar! I think you only know money!"

"What's wrong with the money? Isn't the money bad? Can you not want the money?"

Song Jiaoye glanced sideways, and seemed too lazy to fight for it, "Tickets! Happy World will have a soft opening tomorrow, and it's a new opening! How about some excitement?"

Song Chan leaned forward, "What's so exciting?"

"Haunted house, jumping machine, roller coaster, etc. How about it? Do you have the guts to go?"

Song Chan rolled his eyes, fuck, pediatrics, I thought it would be exciting!

He hesitated for a few seconds.

"Brother, are you going?" Song Jiaoye leaned back on the sofa as if she had no bones, blinked and smiled at Song Nan'an, "I got three tickets!"

Song Nan'an glanced lightly, "Is there nothing to do during the holidays?"

"It's done!" Jiaoye almost jumped up, "Practice and online classes, all done! Really!" Then he rubbed his hands, "Go, go."

Song Chan, who was hesitating at the side, stretched out his hand and pushed Jiaoye's head, "Sit up straight."

"Isn't your case already over?" Song Jiaoye didn't know, so she didn't have the time to choke, she sat up straight, "Go, go, three tickets! You, me, and second brother together!"

Song Chan was thinking that he didn't seem to agree...

Song Nan'an nodded.

"Then it's settled!" Song Jiaoye shook the ticket in his hand and leaned back on the sofa excitedly.

"When?" Song Chan drew a ticket and glanced at it.

It started at eight o'clock in the morning, which is quite early.

"Get up early!" Song Jiaoye howled in Song Chan's ear.

"What? Want to be the first to enter?" Song Chan stuffed the ticket back, "Isn't a whole day enough for you to play?"

"It's hot at noon," Song Jiaoye said, "Besides, go early so you don't have to wait in line."

"All right, all right," Song Chan waved his hand casually, "It's up to you."

Song Jiaoye got a satisfactory result, hummed a little tune and left.

The trial opening time of the amusement park is estimated to be the day selected after reading the weather forecast. The sky is clear, and the light blue sky is dotted with a thorny sun with gold rims.

At any rate, he was going out for fun. Song Chan deliberately put on a pair of sneakers. He looked very young in his outfit. He probably would be called little brother if he walked around in the amusement park.

Tsk, it's changed... Song Chan was not like this in the past, if he was seen by his former younger brother, his jaw would drop in fright.

Song Nan'an was still the same, black, white and gray, calm and low-key, but today he also dressed more casually.

Song Jiaoye pressed down on the brim of her hat, her eyes circled at least three times around the two people in front of her, and she kept clicking her tongue.

Seductive!What a face to go out with!

The three checked tickets to enter, and Song Jiaoye held a small map and directed them endlessly, walking and stopping.

Originally, she was in the middle position, but Song Chan took advantage of the ten or so seconds of walking and took a step back, stepping over to Song Nan'an's side.

"Little fool." Song Chan muttered, and glanced sideways at Song Nan'an.

Coincidentally, Song Nan'an also looked at him, and suddenly, their eyes collided in the air.

Song Chan smiled, and after a few seconds of mental construction, he stretched out his little finger and hooked Gou Song Nan'an's hand.

Warm and dry.

The surrounding area is very quiet and there are very few people.

There was a noticeable pause in the steps.

Song Chan was just about to lower his hand——Song Nan'an's face was flat, he held it back, squeezed it lightly three times, and let it go.

With a palpitation in his heart, Song Chan was a little stunned, the feeling of getting a response... It's so damn good, I didn't dare to think about it before... Even though I did something I didn't dare to think about yesterday...

"How about a roller coaster?" Song Jiaoye in front suddenly turned his head and asked, with a happy face, "It's right here, it's very close, why don't we play first?"

Song Chan shook his head slightly, shaking off some unnecessary thoughts, and hurriedly replied, "Okay!"

Here you go, it's fun.

"Okay," Song Jiaoye took the hat and handed it to Song Nan'an, "Brother, let's play with this first!"

Song Chan looked at the two people in front of him handing over hats inexplicably, and asked Song Nan'an, "Aren't you going?"

"Brother is afraid of heights," Song Jiaoye hurriedly replied, "It's fine for the two of us to go up."

Song Chan said without thinking, "Then just follow us this day?" If you can't play yesterday, why did you agree?

Are you here just to play with me?

Song Nan'an said, "I'm not afraid of ghosts."

"Yes, the main event!" Jiao Ye chuckled, "Every time I come to this kind of place, I always accompany me to play the haunted house! I personally dare not!"

"Fake," Song Chan said, "what's there to be afraid of?"

"I'm not allowed to be afraid as a woman?" Song Jiaoye urged, "Hurry up!"

As long as it was in the amusement park, Song Chan was not afraid, so he followed it openly.

Although this roller coaster has several [-]-degree dives and a series of terrifying inversions, but fortunately the distance is very short, after a dozen screams, people came out one after another.

When Song Jiaoye walked out of the venue, he still couldn't get over his excitement, "It's so cool! It's a pity it's not long enough, why don't you scream a few more times."

Song Chan came out as he entered, he was really not afraid, "Come on, my ears are going to be deaf."

Song Nan'an stood aside and smiled, and put the hat back on top of Song Jiaoye's head.

"Tsk, it's boring if you don't scream," Song Jiaoye said decisively, "You see, once you go up, you're like a log, and everything is boring?"

"Affects my gaming experience!"

"Yo, okay," Song Chan said, "Then we'll see you at the haunted house?"

"I'll see you when I see you," Song Jiaoye poked his neck and approached Song Nan'an, "I'll follow brother!"

"..."

Song Chan clicked his tongue.

Even my own sister is very sour.