Sweet and Soft Little Beauty Shura Field Coquettish Manual

wild brother?

Shi Song glanced at the phone, then raised his head helplessly and looked diagonally across.

Li Yan was winking at him with gossip written all over his face.

Unable to bear it, Shi Song was amused by his exaggerated expression and burst out laughing.

He can really talk.

Wei Huaichen's eyes were attracted by Shi Song's laughter.

He asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Of course Wei Huaichen couldn't know what he was laughing at.

Shi Song coughed lightly, with a little blush remaining on his face: "Cough, it's nothing, brother."

This pretentious appearance actually looks very problematic.

Wei Huaichen's gaze fixed on him for a moment, and then he casually moved away.

Shi Song felt guilty.

He quickly lowered his head and quickly said in that group: "What wild brother?"

"This is my adoptive brother. He was abroad before, so I didn't tell you."

As soon as he said this, the news in the group fell silent instantly.

"So this is really your brother?"

Two seconds later, Li Yan asked cautiously.

Li Yan originally thought that Shi Song was joking, after all, he had never heard Shi Song say that he had a brother in his family before.

Didn't expect it to be true.

He was a little embarrassed for a moment: "I haven't heard you say it before, hahaha."

Seeing him admitting cowardly so quickly, Shi Song's smile widened: "You still want me to recognize you as a brother? Huh?"

"Okay, okay, I was talking nonsense just now, you forget it quickly."

"Have a good meal with your brother, I'm the one who interrupted."

He was followed by an emoji of a puppy bowing.

Shi Song was so teased by Li Yan that he couldn't help the smile on his face.

As a result, at this moment, a piece of brown sugar glutinous rice cake was suddenly put into his plate by the serving chopsticks.

Shi Song raised his head, the smile in his eyes hadn't dissipated: "Brother?"

He didn't expect that Wei Huaichen would bring food for himself.

With a "ding", Wei Huaichen slowly put the serving chopsticks on the clean bowl next to him.

He said gently: "Since you have finished replying to the message, you can eat with peace of mind."

Shi Song nodded quickly, and he put the phone back in his pocket.

It's just that there is still a bit of a smile on his face, and the dimples around his lips are shallow, and he looks very good.

Wei Huaichen looked away, his pupils became slightly darker.

In order to express his apology for his wild jokes, although Shi Song said he didn't mind, Li Yan still ordered another drink for him.

Wei Huaichen had finished eating at this time, he put his hands on the table: "Is your classmate over there?"

"Uh-huh."

Shi Song had a straw in his mouth, and his voice was slightly vague: "They used to be my roommates, they are so funny."

"It's a pity that I was not used to living in the dormitory later, so I still came out to rent a room after my junior year."

There was a bit of regret in Shi Song's words.

They used to live together.

No wonder the relationship is very good.

Wei Huaichen nodded lightly, with a deep smile in his eyes: "In that case, I should be the one who invited them to dinner."

While talking, he stopped the passing waiter, raised his chin slightly, and said in a flat voice, "The cost of their table should also be added to our side."

Shi Song didn't have time to stop him, so he could only rush to pay the bill with Wei Huaichen.

He stretched out the payment code on his mobile phone: "Then scan mine."

Immediately afterwards, Wei Huaichen gently grabbed his wrist.

Wei Huaichen shook his head, and said with a smile in his voice, "Let's do it this time, let's talk about it next time."

His cool fingertips were placed on Shi Song's warm wrist, causing a burst of numbness.

Shi Song only felt that there was an electric current slipping through that small piece of skin, and in a daze, Wei Huaichen had already paid the fee.

He has already planned for the next time.

Shi Song blinked slightly.

When Li Yan was about to leave, they were told that the money on their table had been paid.

A few of them are ordinary students, and they can eat relatively well. A meal costs more than 200 per person. They have a table of three people and it is more than 600. This is indeed a big figure for a student whose monthly living expenses are only [-]. .

"I rely on you, you are arrogant."

Li Yan rubbed his hands: "I didn't hear Shi Song said before that he has an adopted brother. Just now I was thinking about the grievances of the wealthy family. Now it seems that he is really nice."

The person next to him thought it was a little funny: "No, I bought you after a meal?"

Li Yan shook his head quickly, he smiled and pushed the person next to him: "Fuck you, am I that kind of superficial person?"

"You don't know, although I haven't seen Brother Shi Song before, but seeing him today, I feel that his aura is different."

"Although such a comparison is a bit inappropriate, but his temperament is much stronger than that of Lin Yiming, and he has that kind of..."

Speaking of this, Li Yan stopped abruptly.

But the three of them looked at each other.

A few words flashed through their heads in unison.

The feeling of being in the palace.

……

After eating, it was already dark.

Wei Huaichen proposed to send Shi Song home first, and it happened that the two of them took a walk together.

At this time, it is the time when there are many passers-by outside the school.

Before taking two steps, Shi Song had already greeted three people.

"Hey, Shi Song!"

Seeing that he was about to get home, another person called Shi Song from behind.

"I just saw that it seemed to be you!"

The man stepped forward quickly.

He is a boy wearing glasses, he looks very handsome, he looks like a school bully.

The boy scratched his head and smiled shyly: "Sorry, I just came here to ask, how is the illustration that I asked you to help me do?"

Shi Song didn't recognize who the person in front of him was at first, he was stunned for a moment before he suddenly realized.

"You are the classmate who came to hand over to me from the school's student union?"

Shi Song smiled, and replied briskly: "Come on, it can be finished within the specified time, don't worry."

"Well, it doesn't matter if you can't finish it, don't be in a hurry."

The boy blushed for some reason.

The street lamp shone on the two of them, casting a ray of light straight down.

This picture looks a little harsh.

Wei Huaichen stood two steps behind Shi Song.

His eyes fell on the two of them, his expression was indifferent, his long eyes drooped slightly, he couldn't see the expression clearly, but he looked gloomy for no reason.

At this time, the boy seemed to have just discovered that there was someone standing behind Shi Song, and asked hesitantly.

"Who is this……"

Wei Huaichen didn't speak.

Shi Song looked back and smiled.

His voice was sweet: "My brother."

Shi Song called the word "brother" extremely nicely.

It hit Wei Huaichen's heart lightly like a small hammer.

Only then did Wei Huaichen raise his head slightly, revealing a pair of gentle eyes.

The gloomy temperament just disappeared in an instant, and he was like every elder brother who came to visit his younger brother, with a soft voice: "Well, hello."

"Hello."

The boy scratched his hair nervously, then looked at Shi Song again: "Then I still have something to do, so I'll go first, see you next time."

"Ok, bye!"

Shi Song waved his hand.

After the boy left, Wei Huaichen casually said something.

"Songsong is very popular in school."

"Neither."

Shi Song was a little embarrassed by Wei Huaichen's compliment: "It's just that I know a little more people."

"Ah."

Wei Huaichen nodded gently, his voice was soft.

"Seeing this, I am relieved."

He walks ahead.

Shi Song looked at his back half a step behind, feeling a little lonely inexplicably.

His mind moved.

Suddenly, Wei Huaichen felt his sleeves being pulled gently.

Shi Song blinked and said softly: "Brother, can I share with you the interesting things I encounter in the future?"

Under the street lamp, the boy's eyebrows and eyes are exquisite, his skin is like white porcelain, and his double eyelids are folded to form a shallow and delicate arc.

With his hands in his pockets, he has a slender figure and a casual posture.

He curled the corner of his mouth and smiled.

"I have a good relationship with them, though."

"But with you, I want to be better."

……

Wei Huaichen sent Shi Song downstairs all the way.

When he arrived at the place, Shi Song suddenly remembered something and insisted on asking Wei Huaichen to go upstairs.

"Anyway, it's only past seven o'clock, brother, you can stay until eight o'clock before leaving."

Shi Song looked down at his watch, bent his eyes and said with a smile, "I have something to show you, and it just so happens that Ju Bao misses you too."

"It misses me?"

Wei Huaichen paused in his steps, and a gentle smile flashed in his gentle eyes.

"Kittens are forgetful. I haven't been here for so many days. I'm afraid it won't remember who I am."

Treasure Juice certainly did not forget Wei Huaichen.

On the contrary, it seemed to still have the impression that this was the person who called it fat when they first met, so it stretched out its short paws to Wei Huaichen in an instant: "Meow!"

The voice of the little milk is very soft.

"Why are you so fierce?"

Shi Song was so cute, he squatted down and ravaged the little orange treasure, until it was meowing.

When Jubao completely lost its resistance, Shi Song stuffed it into Wei Huaichen's arms.

"Okay bro, I'll let you play with the cat, I'll come out after changing clothes inside."

Ju Bao, who was forcibly stuffed into Wei Huaichen's arms, stared at Wei Huaichen: "Meow?"

Wei Huaichen's long eyes drooped slightly, the corners of his lips curved carelessly.

But he didn't let go of the orange treasure.

On the contrary, Wei Huaichen stretched out his slender fingers and gently scratched Ju Bao's belly.

Ju Bao wanted to resist at first, but Wei Huaichen was restraining it with just the right amount of strength, which would not hurt the kitty, but also prevented it from running out at all.

His other hand was tentatively wrapped around Ju Bao's back, revealing a strong desire to control.

The fingers do not touch the shallow belly.

I don't know what Wei Huaichen thought of, the color of his eyes darkened slightly, and the arc of his lips slowly raised.

It's late autumn now, but there is no heating in the room, so Shi Song wears a whole set of plush pajamas at home. The pajamas are cartoon-shaped, and there are two round puppy ears on the hat, which is very warm.

It made him all hairy.

"elder brother!"

After changing, Shi Song pushed open the door and came out: "How about the orange treasure?"

Wei Huaichen glanced at the kitten lying in his arms.

The kitten tried to run away from him at first, but when he found that his fingers made her feel good, she lay down and enjoyed it.

The short tail stretched out straight from behind it, and the blue eyes were narrowed, and it looked like it was about to faint from comfort.

"Meow-"

Wei Huaichen slightly raised his eyes to look at Shi Song, with a smile in his voice.

"Very nice."

Obviously this was about Ju Bao, but it made Shi Song's ears feel a little hot for no reason.

"Oh yes, bro, let me show you something."

Shi Song reached out and rubbed his ears, then walked to the front of the shelf and stood on tiptoe.

He took out a piece of paper from the shelf and handed it to Wei Huaichen.

"look."

His voice is very light.

Under Shi Song's expectant eyes, Wei Huaichen took the painting from him, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The person in the picture can tell it is him at a glance.

But Shi Song rendered light and shadow in an extremely artistic way. He is in the center, surrounded by a simply outlined background, and the folds of his clothes are covered with bright and dark shadows of light.

The whole picture reveals a gentle and romantic atmosphere.

Wei Huaichen has always felt that his heart is dark, oppressive, full of disorder and chaos.

So when he saw the painting Shi Song handed him, Wei Huaichen frowned slightly.

"this is me?"

Wei Huaichen's voice was very soft.

"Uh-huh."

Shi Song's voice was full of the meaning of wanting to praise: "How about it, does it look good?"

Wei Huaichen's eyes fell on the screen.

"Ah."

"Hey wait—"

Suddenly, Shi Song stood up: "I just forgot something!"

While speaking, he ran to the bedroom and took out a pen.

"Brother, help me take it a little bit."

Shi Song put the painting in the palm of Wei Huaichen's hand, and signed his name in the lower right corner of the painting in a fluttering manner.

"Time Song."

These two words penetrated into Wei Huaichen's palm through the thin back of the paper.

Every stroke brought an extreme tingling feeling, the tip of the pen crossed, as if it landed on the heart, Wei Huaichen's breathing stagnated slightly.

As soon as he lowered his eyes, he saw the soft curls on the top of Shi Song's head.

Wei Huaichen's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

After signing, Shi Song snapped the cap of the pen with a "click".

"Then this painting is for you."

Shi Song looked up at him, his bent eyes sparkling: "You have to keep it well, in case I become famous in the future, my signed painting will have to be auctioned."

"will not."

Wei Huaichen said lightly.

"what?"

Shi Song was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that Wei Huaichen was going to pour cold water on him.

Who knew that Wei Huaichen smiled lightly.

"I won't auction off your painting."

Of course, he would not casually show others what belonged to him.

When Shi Songfei wanted to call Wei Huaichen up, he actually wanted to give him the painting.

This painting was drawn by Shi Song when he was doing his homework for the past two days. Compared with his homework, it was very simple, and it made Shi Song more happy to paint.

Seeing that Wei Huaichen really accepted the painting, Shi Song was satisfied, and he planned to draw a painting more seriously in the future and give it to Wei Huaichen.

He stood up and poured Wei Huaichen a glass of water, and suddenly remembered something.

"Brother, are you still busy in the company these two days?"

Wei Huaichen said lightly: "Fortunately, it's like that every day."

"Assistant Wu told me two days ago that you are going abroad?"

Shi Song blinked his eyes lightly, and his voice was a little excited: "Go to country f."

"Ah."

Wei Huaichen nodded slightly: "What's wrong?"

"He said you still need an assistant, can you take me with you?"

Shi Song's eyes were shining, and he stood still in front of Wei Huaichen.

"Recently, country f is holding a famous art exhibition. I want to go and see it. Don't worry, it will definitely not affect my work!"

Song had been fascinated by that painting exhibition for a long time.

It's a pity that no one around is planning to go to country f, and Shi Song really doesn't want to go so far away by himself.

Just when he was regretting, he suddenly heard the news from Assistant Wu.

Shi Song felt that it was God's will for him to go to the art exhibition.

Wei Huaichen raised his head and looked into the boy's eyes.

This is the simplest thing, and he could have agreed directly.

But looking at Shi Song's expression, he suddenly had a thought, and said gently: "Look at your performance?"

He leaned back casually, pointing his index finger up and down on his thigh, showing a relaxed and casual posture, with a smile on his lips.

"See my performance?"

Shi Song heard that he agreed with 90.00% of the words.

He became happier in an instant: "Seeing that you have been tired all day, let me give you a shoulder squeeze."

While speaking, his hand was already on Wei Huaichen's shoulder.

The strength in his hands was neither light nor heavy, and there was a numbness through the cloth.

The physical contact between the two is a bit too intimate.

Wei Huaichen leaned back unconsciously, his hands that were casually placed on his knees were clenched into fists, his body was a little tense, and his long eyes were slightly closed.

Of course Shi Song didn't notice Wei Huaichen's strangeness.

Not getting Wei Huaichen's reply, Shi Song exerted a little effort.

"Brother, promise me, I want to go with you."

His voice was like crushing a soft cake and spilling it on someone else's heart.

When speaking, the airflow of his voice slightly brushed Wei Huaichen's neck.

Extremely shallow, extremely seductive, like a bewitching kitten.

Wei Huaichen lowered his eyes.

After a long while, he gave a low "hmm", his voice was slightly obscure, as if he was suppressing something.

"Okay, I'll let them arrange it later."

"Thank you bro!"

Shi Song smiled instantly, let go of Wei Huaichen's shoulders, and stood up straight beside him.

"But I have one request."

Suddenly, Wei Huaichen turned his head to look at him.

Shi Song took advantage of the situation and sat on the low stool of the coffee table next to him, nodding his head.

"After country f, remember to tell me when you go out."

His voice slowed down: "Don't get lost."

"Lost?"

Shi Song smiled: "Brother, treat me like a child, of course not."

"Then promise?"

Wei Huaichen hooked his hand on his knee lightly, his dove gray eyes seemed to wrap him up completely.

Of course Shi Song agrees.

"Okay, then I will follow you every day."

As he spoke, he held his face in his hands, slightly raised his head to look at Wei Huaichen.

But they don't know that this bottom-up posture is especially easy to arouse others' possessiveness.

"When the time comes to annoy you, you won't bother to talk to me."

Wei Huaichen's eyes flickered slightly.

"will not."

After eight o'clock, Wei Huaichen went home.

After sending him away, Shi Song slumped on the bed and opened today's hot search on Weibo.

Immediately afterwards, he unexpectedly saw a familiar name hanging in the middle row.

#博主京市everyone said slander#

Shi Song also knew this blogger.

In fact, this blogger only has a few thousand fans. He liked to publish some instant news of the city before, and his views on the facts were also very pertinent. Sometimes he would help forward information that needed help. Shi Song felt that this person had a sense of social responsibility. Yes, so I followed him.

This kind of blogger will also slander?

He went in with some doubts.

What was hung in the front was that everyone in Beijing said that this account randomly posted a piece of news a few hours ago, which was a normal reprint, but after clicking on the comment, it turned out to be full of unsightly words.

"Our Tangda is your father, is it okay to cue him?"

"It's really disgusting to make such rumors, @瑜糖甜甜, support Tang Dasu."

"Dare to delete the blog and dare not come out to apologize to Tangtang?"

These are still a few things to watch.

The rest were filthy and unsightly.

Shi Song frowned slightly.

At the same time, Su Tang's Weibo chat was in full swing.

"Is that the blogger who talked about us in private? All right, put him on the trending list."

"I have sent a private message to greet his eighteenth generation ancestors, brothers, am I doing the right thing?"

"It was found out. He lives in ××× now, and his phone number is 137********. You know what I mean."

Of course, there were also questions.

"Didn't that blogger say it was Tang Da? I read it, and his original words on Weibo were 'that famous good-looking anchor'. There are a lot of good-looking anchors, because it's not good to go to the Internet to harass others." Bar."

"And that blogger has already deleted all the previous Weibo, or else just forget it... It always feels a little aggressive."

As soon as these words came out, they were instantly overwhelmed by others.

"Why do you pretend to be reasonable? You can say it? Where were you when this person said that he was going to ask the restaurant to monitor and build a big melon? Doesn't it sound like he is going to use some unfounded things to spread rumors about us?"

"Isn't his tone obviously mocking Tangda! You can't even tell, go back to the nine-year compulsory education again."

"This counts as cyberbullying? Otherwise, I'll cyberbully you."

"What's wrong with the cyberbullying, I want to be that snowflake that ventures into the world!"

It's not that Su Tang doesn't know about this.In fact, as an Internet celebrity, he has already signed a contract with a brokerage company. As soon as this Weibo trending trend appeared, the public relations contacted him.

He thought that someone might have seen what happened on the night of Shi Song's birthday, and then that person ran out to talk nonsense.

Fortunately, he had already contacted that theme restaurant, and they promised not to share the surveillance video with others.

There are still so many little fans venting their anger on him.

Seeing all kinds of insulting remarks, instead of coming out to stop him, he felt secretly relieved.

Who let this person dare to slander him casually, doesn't he have no temper?If you dare to provoke him, you must be prepared to pay the price.

Su Tang put away the phone.

He planned to wait until the matter was almost fermented, then pretend that he had just come out of the hospital, upload a few photos taken in the hospital last time, and then tell fans not to disturb others casually.

This not only shows that he has no energy to get involved in other people's feelings, but also abuses a wave of fans. In the end, all the free traffic is his.

It's a good thing with all benefits and no harm.

Su Tang clenched the phone tightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Slowly, everyone in Beijing said that this blogger made more and more unsightly comments.

By midnight, the blogger seemed to have given up, and he instantly deleted all his previous Weibo posts.

Before the powdered sugar could celebrate their staged victory, they saw the blogger post a sentence.

"Do you want a real hammer?"

A moment later, another sentence.

"Okay, then I'll let you beg for hammers."

This time, he spoke a lot harder, and his words were quite crisp, as if he had been pointed out by someone.

Under his Weibo, a surveillance video was posted.

All the other people in the picture have been mosaiced out, only the one in the center is exceptionally clear.

Blogger Su Tang.