The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Xue Yan and Ling Si heard the fighting noises on the second floor and continued to pack their things as if no one was around.

There was no hot water, and they couldn't go downstairs to get it, so they simply ate some bread, as these things had a short shelf life.

"Don't you want to save that brother and sister?" Xue Yan recalled the boy's action of catching the girl just now, and asked the boy while biting a piece of bread.

"You want to save?" He listened to Xue Yan.

Xue Yan swallowed the bread and glanced at the boy: "You speak as if you listen to my opinions more."

Ling Si didn't understand where his sarcasm came from, and he had never disobeyed him.

"I'll listen to you." The first step to being a younger brother is to show loyalty.

Xue Yan: "You..." He was a little confused about Ling Si.

It was difficult to swallow dry bread, so Ling Si put his fingers into his mouth and swallowed them with water.

The young man opened his pink lips slightly and held the jade-white fingertips, with water constantly flowing out, making Xue Yan thirsty, but there was no cup in the room.

Xue Yan was a little annoyed. He should have prepared a mineral water bottle earlier.

My throat is now dry and itchy, and the bread that was originally soft has become difficult to swallow.

Xue Yan took a breath, and the bread crumbs went down his mouth into his trachea, choking him and making him cough.

Ling Si's eyes fell on him and he patted his back. Only then did he notice the chapped lips of the man.

That’s right, after a whole day of traveling, you must be thirsty.

"Do you...drink water?"

Xue Yan was still coughing. He opened his eyelids with difficulty. There were red bloodshot eyes and his face was red from coughing.

"……drink."

Ling Si directly put his fingers on his lips, and the water flowed down his chin. Xue Yan hurriedly held it in his mouth. He couldn't waste it. This was also a supernatural power.

Feeling hot and wet on his fingers, Ling Si curled his fingers slightly, his eyes moved, and his eyelashes trembled.

The water flow relieved the cough, and only then did Xue Yan realize that there was something wrong with their posture.

Ling Si, how could Ling Si just reach his hand in! ?

No, it seems to be him...

Xue Yan was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. He just kept holding his finger in his mouth until the touch left his mouth, then he reacted.

His eyes fell on the boy's water-stained hands. The man felt a dryness behind his ears and his eyes became a little vague.

Ling Si wiped his hands clean and continued to chew the dry bread in his hand. When the boy drank water again, Xue Yan's throat tightened and he looked away in embarrassment.

Possessed.

He slapped his face hard to interrupt his random thoughts.

Ling Si glanced at him and thought that humans were really strange. Now they could slap themselves.

His face turned red.

"What are you looking at? Eat your food." Xue Yan caught his gaze and, in an attempt to cover up his mistake, he picked up the biscuit on the ground and stuffed it into the boy's hand.

"Oh, thank you."

Not long after they finished eating, there was a knock on the door. Xue Yan cleaned up the things on the ground before opening the door. There stood a little kid at the door with fear and tears in his eyes.

"Big brother, can you save... Ugh!"

Before he could finish his words, a man covered the child's mouth and took him away, lowering his voice and threatening fiercely: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you!"

Zhou Zhifan kept struggling and bit the boy, "Ah! You bastard!"

The boy threw him to the ground with force, making a dull sound.

The little boy groaned a few times, turned pale, and got up and was about to run.

When the boy saw that his hand was bitten and his eyes were fierce, he wanted to grab him.

Suddenly a steel pipe was extended in front of him and hit the back of his hand lightly. The boy felt a sharp pain and squatted on the ground, covering his hand and howling in pain.

“Ahhhh!! My hand, my hand!!”

A cold touch touched his neck, and the boy's eyes widened, staring at the axe in horror.

Xue Yan's eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a dead person. "If you scream again, I don't mind cutting off your head."