Male supporting character in a book: Aren’t we brothers?

First night on the cruise.

While Qin Siheng was still hesitating whether to tell his wife that he was sleeping on the sofa, or to pretend not to know and just lie down in bed, Jiang Qian came out of the bathroom.

She was not wearing pajamas or a bathrobe, but a bath towel casually tied around her waist.

He was also using a towel to wipe the water droplets from his hair. His hair, which originally reached his shoulders, had grown a little longer over the past few months. Now his hair was casually dishevelled, with round and plump water droplets dripping from the ends of his hair.

The already fair and transparent skin was steamed with a thin layer of pink by the hot water.

He is thin but not frail, with a shallow layer of firm muscles, thin six-pack abs with smooth lines, and a mermaid line.

Just these two steps out of the door made Mr. Qin stunned.

His breathing stagnated, and he felt a heat rising from his lower abdomen. His Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and his jaw was tense, as if he was suppressing something.

He wanted to open his mouth to speak, and his lips moved several times before he managed to find his voice.

"An, An, let me help you dry your hair first."

My throat feels like it's been burned and is extremely dry and hoarse.

Jiang Qian'an silently took in all his reactions, and a barely noticeable curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Well, thank you brother."

He pretended not to see someone's reaction and walked naturally to a table nearby and sat down.

How proud and unbridled Young Master Jiang was in his previous life. He had never suffered any grievance in his twenty-plus years of life.

This was the first time in my life that I felt wronged, and this man fucked me to the point of making me cry.

He couldn't bear to see Qin Siheng kneeling in front of the keyboard, nor could he bear to see him looking at him with pitiful eyes, so couldn't he try to tease him?

Qin Siheng walked up to Jiang Qian'an with a hair dryer in his hand. Looking at the dazzling whiteness in front of him, he wanted to go back to that night and slap himself twice for the Nth time.

Damn, he can't even tell the difference between being full for one meal and being full every meal. Now, with such an attractive wife right in front of him, he dares not do anything.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "An An, do you want us to change into pajamas first?"

With just the right amount of caution.

Jiang Qi'an shook his head, his expression showing a hint of resentment, and urged him: "Don't worry about that yet, the temperature here is just right, brother, hurry up."

Qin Siheng took a deep breath, suppressed the restlessness in his body, and began to blow Jiang Qian'an's hair.

I finally managed to suppress my evil thoughts and blow dry the young master's hair.

The young master, with his fluffy and soft hair, smiled sweetly at him.

"Thank you, brother."

While calling him brother, Jiang Qian'an stood up and gave Qin Siheng an intimate hug.

Qin Siheng's defense was completely broken.

Woohoo, wife, his sweet and soft wife, there are still 26 days left until one month.

"An'an~"

He hugged the young master a little tighter, hoping that the hug could last a little longer.

No matter how long one holds someone in his arms, there is a limit to how long one can stay in their arms. Jiang Qian quickly came out of his arms.

He walked into the cloakroom in the room. Their clothes had been sorted and were now neatly hung inside. He took out his pajamas.

There was no need to find another place to change, Jiang Qian'an quickly changed into his pajamas.

moment.

"boom--"

Mr. Qin's head instantly became filled with blood.

Jiang Qian'an bent down and lifted his legs slowly, one piece after another. When he had put on his clothes, he looked up.

A stream of bright red blood flowed from Qin Siheng's nostril on his stunned face.

"I go!"

He quickly took a tissue from the side and covered it for him.

What's going on? It's only been a few days. Is this something you've been holding back?

After a flurry of activity, the accident was finally resolved.

Very good, Jiang Qian’an’s plan was once again strangled in the middle of its development because of his soft-heartedness.

Also because Qin Siheng had been so loyal these past two days, before going to bed at night, he took the initiative to stop someone who was about to sleep on the sofa with a quilt in his arms.

"The sofa is too small. Come and sleep with me."

He also patted the seat next to him.

After receiving the instructions, the person immediately threw away the quilt he was holding and decisively lay down next to his wife. He skillfully picked up his wife with his hands and feet and adjusted her to the best sleeping position for Jiang Qian'an to lean on.

Smelling the familiar smell, Qin Siheng said pitifully: "An An, please punish me in a different way next time." I really can't stand this.

Jiang Qian'an laughed out of anger. Why did he change his method instead of not making mistakes?

"Shut up."

Qin Siheng: “…”

Because there were so many people at the dinner table, Qin Siheng was unable to confess his affair with Jiang Qian'an to Song Mingting and the others, so they asked the two of them out the next morning.

Although this cruise ship is large and has many entertainment facilities, there are also quite a few people on it this time, and there are few quiet places suitable for them to play together.

Finally they chose an archery hall with a separate practice room.

After spending last night together, the two of them tacitly returned to their original state.

Looking at Qin Siheng and Jiang Qian'an who came in hand in hand, Lu Zhi said jokingly: "Tsk tsk tsk, what's going on? Some people have completely forgotten about their brothers."

Qin Siheng was still holding Jiang Qian'an's hand and deliberately "passed" past these people before stopping and speaking.

"Let me introduce you again, Jiang Qian'an, my boyfriend." Her tone was filled with unconcealable joy and pride.

Although everyone had known this situation for a long time, they were still slightly shocked by Qin Siheng's obvious emotional expression.

Lu Zhi's performance was particularly obvious. They had known each other for twenty years, and Qin Siheng's emotional expression had been particularly rich recently.

"Congratulations, what should we call Xiao Qi? Sister-in-law or brother-in-law?"

When these two names came out, Jiang Qian'an's hair stood on end.

"Just call me whatever you want, Brother Lu."

He looked at Lu Zhi with a smile, his tone full of "Just try if you dare."

"When did you confirm your relationship?" Song Mingting next to him asked the question he cared about most.

Qin Siheng was very happy to share the story of his love with the young master with others. He slowly began to tell them the story. At this moment, he could deeply understand Grandpa Jiang.

As someone who knew the whole story, Tang Fei saw that they were whispering for a long time without saying anything, so he came over with an arm guard and handed it to Jiang Qian'an.

"Jiang Jiang, help me put this on."

He already knew the whole story, and hearing it a second time was not as appealing to him as the bow and arrow next to him.

Jiang Qian'an let go of Qin Siheng's hand without saying a word and started to help Tang Fei.

Qin Siheng: ???

Lu Zhi: What about me? Why didn't you ask me for help?

"Feifei, why didn't you call me? Wouldn't it be easier for me to help you?"

Lu Zhi looked at Tang Fei with some hurt.

Judging from their positions, it is true that Lu Zhi is closer to Tang Fei, but——

"Don't you still want to hear their love story?" Tang Fei looked at Lu Zhi strangely.

He felt that Lu Zhi might not understand what he meant, so he added: "An An told me a long time ago, I already know."

Song Mingting & Lu Zhi: So we are the last ones in the world to know about it.