blood relationship

I feel like I'm screaming like a pig.

I asked her to cut the meat by herself, and prepared the accessories by the way. I can't sell my labor every time, and I feel very bad.My younger brother came out of the room with a piece of my homework paper, rushed to me and asked me, while Luo Zhi and her younger brother were sitting by the side playing games.

"Auntie watched food shows again recently or something?" I asked her brother casually, "It's made you so miserable."

Her brother is about the same age as mine, and already about the same height as her. He waved his hand and clicked his tongue in disgust: "No, my mother has been making things that people can eat recently."

"Then run to me at every turn."

Her brother looked at me several times, and I don't know why I felt that there was hatred in his eyes.

My brother didn't change his face, and stretched the paper forward to block his and my sight, and then asked me: "Brother, how is the tax calculated here? I still don't understand."

I didn't have time to answer him, Luo Zhi was busy with everything, and it was my turn to enter the kitchen.

At night we lay down together to sleep, my brother complained of cold, I turned the air conditioner to 32 degrees and he still held me.The neckline of my pajamas is relatively low, and when he arched it, the buttons were undone, and his face directly rubbed against my chest.

I proudly said, "Do you feel my pecs?"

There he nodded.

"Lift up when you're done feeling it!" I pinched his ear, "Damn it, your breathing is itchy."

My younger brother's head was stuck down all the time, and when he lifted it up, his face was reddish and his eyes flickered.I slapped him on the face again: "When you were young, you still said that I was not strong, but now you know how awesome your brother is."

The flesh he had grown before had lost weight in a car accident, and he looked like a dead chicken. If the wind blows too hard, I have to grab him to prevent him from flying away.

He looked at me helplessly, but the words he said were very flat: "I haven't touched it, I don't know."

"You've been buried and you're stubborn." I sternly said, "Then touch me now."

He was unambiguous at all, his hands touched my arms to my chest to my abdomen, and now I have six-pack abs.I proudly held my breath, stiffened my muscles, and made my brother worship me.Boys at this age have a heart for comparison, and in the future he must take me as the goal of exercising.

He nodded honestly: "It is very strong."

I said, "Right, in the future you..."

He suddenly asked me: "Brother, is it true that no one has read it except me?"

"How is that possible?" I despise him, "I still go swimming in summer."

He asked again, "Is that the only one who touched it?"

I couldn't even figure out what he was thinking: "I'm free to let people touch my muscles, am I a pervert?"

Only then did he smile with satisfaction: "Brother will not be touched by others in the future."

I messed up the hair on his head, but he didn't resist, just rubbed it obediently, rubbing his body up like a bug.I thought about it and said, "This is impossible."

He stared at me all of a sudden: "Why?"

"Is there any reason for this? If you think about it with normal logic, you will know. You are fifteen years old. You must have seen a few movies!" I couldn't help laughing, "I will marry and have children with my girlfriend in the future, and I will have sex with you. She won't touch her." How can it be."

His expression froze for a moment.

This is the first time discussing this topic with my brother. The Yue family controls him more strictly. I think he probably hasn't seen any movies, so I won't abuse the innocent boy.I said "I'm asleep" and turned to turn off the bedside light.

He suddenly hugged my waist from behind and dragged me back all at once.

"What's the trouble, still not sleeping?" I said.

"Brother." He called me, "Don't find a girlfriend, I don't like it."

35.

I was so angry and funny, I didn't turn off the light, and just looked at him like this.Why is this guy like a child who doesn't want his parents to find a continuation, and why is he not allowing me to find a girlfriend?

His expression was quite serious, it could even be said to be serious, and he looked straight at me without any hesitation.

"Don't say stupid things." I patted his head, "Do you want your brother to be a monk for the rest of his life?"

He said, "Brother doesn't need to abstinence."

I was confused when the words came out of his mouth, and I said: "Then it will be even more miserable if I accompany my right hand until I die?"

He lifted the quilt and sat up all at once, and I pulled the quilt back again: "What are you doing! If you don't cold, I will be cold!" He was caught off guard, pulled back by the quilt, and lay on top of me.I just wanted to say that he was stupid, but he didn't seem to get up. Instead, he took a deep breath and got very close to my face.

"That's not what I meant." He paused every word, his voice was still a little green, but he seemed very serious, "I can help my brother, so my brother can't find a girlfriend."

……and many more.

"...what do you mean?" I said, "I don't understand."

"It's literally," he said.

His literal meaning is no different from heavenly scriptures to me, and I can't understand it.He and I looked at each other for half a minute, and gradually, I felt a damned bad feeling in my chest, not because of being pressed by him.

I wondered if I was thinking wrong, but I felt that he seemed to mean that.

But I really can't understand it.

I said, "Get off me."

He shook his head.

I grabbed him by the back of the collar and exerted strength to lift him away.This time I sat up, took a deep breath, looked at him like a ghost, and then at the quilt.

"Xiaozhen," I said with difficulty after a while, "do you know what you're talking about?"

He replied: "I know."

"No, you don't know, you're only 15 years old, you know what a fart." I raised my hand to signal him to stop talking, lifted the quilt, and got out of bed.He immediately jumped up and was about to walk towards me. I pushed him back, stared into his eyes and said, "You sleep here. It's late now. Let's talk when we wake up tomorrow morning."

He stared at me like I'd never seen him.He nodded slowly, and I said, "Very good." I took a coat and put it on.The bodyguard slept on the sofa in the living room, and I went to the study and sat at the desk.

My bookshelves are full of professional books, mixed with a few novels and magazines, which are useless to me now.I turned on the phone, but my fingers didn't type. My brain was blank for a while, and I still couldn't digest what my brother said to me just now.

For a while, I felt chills all over my body. The cold air in winter is really annoying. As I sat here, my hands trembled unconsciously, and I could hardly even hold my mobile phone.

If you can't calm down, your whole train of thought will not flow smoothly.

My brother said the most incomprehensible thing to me in 25 years, too abrupt and not so direct.I think he may have a strange brain circuit. In order to prevent me from finding a girlfriend, he is willing to help me with handwork. I don’t know if he read some strange books or someone taught him badly.It may also be an excuse he made up temporarily. After all, I am a big man, and he can't find a reason not to let me fall in love.

But I also feel that this is self-deception.Anyone who saw his eyes could understand that he was definitely not joking.

The most obvious answer lay before me, and I could see it as long as I kept my eyes open.My phone fell to the table and made a muffled sound.I supported my forehead with both hands, and the cold skin touched my forehead, but I couldn't cool down the organs inside.

After a long time, a thought appeared in my mind: what did I do wrong, Xiao Zhen would have this idea?

I took my mobile phone and looked up the homosexual related materials all night, as well as some materials about the psychology of incest.All the texts were dissected in an orderly manner, and all the possible reasons were listed in front of me, supporting the fact that I thought was the most impossible.

When the sky was getting dark, I thought in my heart, we were fine yesterday, how could it be like this now?

Just don't let him touch it.

Just force him to sleep without talking to him.

I bit my lip, and I didn't know the pain until the blood flowed out.My eyes are sore, my mind is not clear, every part of my body is notifying me that I am tired, but the damn sleepiness just doesn't come.I heard footsteps outside the study door, and the door was gently pushed open a crack.But I didn't look back, just sat straight at the table.After a while, the crack closed quietly again, with the same slight creaking sound as when the door opened.

I feel like I've done everything wrong and regret can't save me.

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Hello everyone, I changed the age difference, and the age difference is 10 years old_(:з」∠)_

36.

By seven in the morning I got up from my desk, dizzy and shaking.After an all-nighter, I was so hungry that I panicked. At this time, my first thought was to go out and make breakfast.

It's really become a habit for him to be an old mother.

Simply wash and shave off the stubble beard, I warmed bread, milk and fried eggs.My brother hasn't moved yet, but the bodyguard has already woken up.

I said to him, "I have something to ask you."

He asked, "What's the matter?"

I thought about it, then shook my head again: "I'm sorry, I'll look at it later."

My brother obviously didn't sleep all night, he is a child with a good schedule, it's very obvious once he goes through the night once.There are two light dark circles under his eyes. I took a look and said, "Come find me in the study after eating."

Only then did I have the opportunity to enter the room to change a piece of clothing.

He wrote me a note on the table: brother, I'm not kidding.

I crumpled the note, but I still didn't have the heart to throw it into the trash can, so I folded it and put it back on the table.

Now looking at the preparations I made for him a few months ago, everything seems to be a crime in my eyes.The bed sheets and quilts I changed, the wallpaper on the wall, and even the homework paper he brought to ask me last night are all unforgivable crimes in my eyes.

It's so sad, it shouldn't be like this.

Yesterday he shared the same chair with me, and I taught him about the newly revised tax system, anyway, he will take over the big family of Yuejia in the future