The Year of Rebirth

Su Xuanqing's current situation is not good.

The reason why he brought his younger brother to the hot spring was because he was afraid that he would be too tired recently, but obviously this purpose has been thrown aside now...

The question he is thinking about now is how to get his brother not to come over...

Su Liunian blinked in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Don't you like me rubbing your back for you?" Although he asked, he still walked towards Su Xuanqing step by step.

The spring is boundless in front of me, and the beautiful scenery is too beautiful. Su Xuanqing can clearly feel that her lower body is standing up uncontrollably because of the person in front of her. Keeping her facial expression unchanged, Su Xuanqing seems to calmly say: "No."

"That's fine." Su Liunian walked directly behind Su Xuanqing and sat down slowly.

Su Xuanqing took a deep breath, trying to suppress the increasingly high-spirited desire, but what lingered in front of her eyes was the young man's fair and beautiful body.

Even after eating a lot of medicinal food and food, he still can't grow any flesh. His body is thin and his collarbone is delicate. The two spots on his chest are faintly visible in the heat of the hot spring. After being moistened by the hot spring water, those two spots are glowing beautiful pink. Sometimes the Adam's apple slides, making people unable to look away.

The lower abdomen is flat, and the waist is actually slender than that of a woman, and she is playing along the mermaid line...

Su Xuanqing could feel the heat in his lower body... Just remembering this person's body, he couldn't control himself anymore.Su Xuanqing smiled wryly, even if he didn't want to admit it, he didn't try to escape the fact...

He developed a desire for his younger brother.

This answer has been planted in his heart since that uncontrollable kiss. As the two get along with each other, it takes root and sprouts, and it continues to grow, but he always subconsciously avoids it. In the end, he even I don't want to admit it and I can't shake this fact...

It's not as good as a beast, isn't it...

Su Xuanqing asked herself this way.

"Brother!" Su Liunian's voice seemed to be annoyed.

Su Xuanqing came back to her senses, frowned and asked belatedly, "What's wrong?"

"I'm asking you if it's comfortable like this!" As he said, Su Liunian's subordinates scraped Su Xuanqing's back hard.

His back hurts from being scratched, but Su Xuanqing didn't care. The mild pain seemed to wake him up all of a sudden. He smiled quietly, but the corners of his slightly raised mouth were not very curved, but they were extraordinarily seductive.

It's a pity that Su Liunian couldn't see him sitting behind him.He was a little puzzled by his brother's performance today: "What's the matter with you today, brother? You look absent-minded, and you don't answer me when I talk to you, and you keep distracting yourself."

The young man's arm hooked his neck, followed by his somewhat thin body, and he was slightly hot from soaking in the hot spring water, and Su Xuanqing almost couldn't control herself from making a strange sound.

The phoenix eyes were half closed, and the pitch-black pupils seemed to have been half-dampened by water vapor. They were astonishingly bright and at the same time astonishingly dark.Su Xuanqing was silent for a while, and then slowly opened her mouth, her voice was so low and hoarse that she didn't seem to be her usual self: "It's just that I've been too busy recently... Xiaonian, let's go back and rest first, and my brother can soak for a while by himself..."

Su Liunian was slightly stunned, his chest felt tight for some reason, and he was a little helpless, staring at Su Xuanqing's back for a while, he nodded obediently and said: "I see, I'll go back first..." He lowered his head, There was a slight nasal sound in the voice, as if a little wronged.

Normally, Su Xuanqing would definitely hear that something was wrong with him, but now his attention is focused on his lower body, and he ignored Su Liunian's little awkwardness for some reason.

Seeing that Su Xuanqing didn't even say a word to persuade Su Liunian to stay, Su Liunian's mood became even worse. He hummed a few times and climbed onto the shore directly, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, turned his head and stared at his brother who was still soaking in the water, and strangled him. He tightened his belt and walked away.

If he looked carefully, he would find that his elder brother, who has always been expressionless, had an uncontrollable flush on his face at this moment, and those deep eyes were so black that they were staring at him. , like a hunter aiming at his prey...

Watching his younger brother leave, Su Xuanqing finally let out a muffled snort, and slowly stood up from the hot spring. He looked down at his bloodshot desire, eyes full of helplessness.

Putting on a bathrobe, Su Xuanqing sat down on the reclining chair resting at the side, stretched out her hand to hold the burning desire, what flashed in front of her eyes was her little brother's exquisite eyebrows and eyes.

The stubbornness at the beginning, the eyebrows frowned when unhappy, the arc raised when smiling, the phoenix eyes raised, the style when he glanced lazily over... and that unexpectedly sweet kiss...

The boy stood at the porch, opened his smile and called him "brother" sweetly; nestled on the sofa, holding the gift that he had worked hard for half a month, with sleepy eyes, and insisted on saying happy birthday to him; standing at his father's grave Before him, with a tight little face, he said seriously that he would not leave; he whispered in his ear, calling him: "Brother..."

The low growl was suppressed deep in her throat, Su Xuanqing looked at the cloudy spray from her hands, and there was still mist in her eyes when she climaxed.

He was still in a daze, and with the return of reason, the corners of his mouth curled up again, with enthusiasm, and more, it was anticipation for the future...

Even if he is inferior to a beast, he will not choose to let go.

If the younger brother has someone he likes, if he is with someone else, just thinking about it will make him mad with jealousy.

He won't let this kind of thing happen, since he is already his favorite brother, it's okay to get closer...

What's more, they have no blood relationship, and has he really always regarded his younger brother as his younger brother?

In any case, the person he has identified cannot escape from the palm of his hand...

Su Xuanqing washed away the white turbidity in her hands, she was very satisfied with her own understanding, and also praised her previous wiseness.

As for his little brother's hands and feet movements, although he has always been subconscious, a big net has been laid out for him, and the prey is now unaware of everything... as long as he walks slowly and step by step Keep going, one day, that person will never be able to leave me again...

Su Liunian, who had already returned to his room, changed into his pajamas and was about to go to bed: "...Ah Choo!" What's going on?He has a cold?

It was a bit cold, and gusts of cold wind were blowing into the house through the half-open window. Su Liunian wrapped the quilt tightly and wrinkled his nose, as if it was a bit cold...

He looked at the glowing screen in front of him, turned his head to look at the window not far away, and the central computer console some distance away from him. After struggling for a while, he still didn't want to get up from the warm bed and close the window.

After blowing for a while, you will get used to it, and there should be no problem.Hmm...wouldn't brother be happy?Who cares... I'm not happy...

Su Liunian blinked, thinking this way, then turned on the virtual network mode again and entered the network.

After logging in to the author's Weibo, Su Liunian wrinkled his nose uncomfortably and started posting on Weibo.

[Writing Fleeting Years: Torn between waking up and closing the windows or staying overnight...I decided to leave it alone...I don't want to leave the bed at all [trapped]]

Not long after it was sent, Su Liunian found that there were several more retweets and comments.

[Liuliu Dashun: It is common for households who have trouble getting up in this weather, but I didn’t expect that it is the same for Da Dashun... I don’t want to get up every day (〒_〒)]

[Natural Tiantian Volume: I think it’s better to close the windows. In this kind of weather, it’s cold all night and you’ll definitely get hit tomorrow! (>^ω^<)]

[Liuliu Dashun: ∑(っ°Д°;)っI sat on the big sofa in Fleeting Years! 】

[It's hard to tolerate debts without a manuscript: =. = It's rare to see you being lazy... By the way, where is the agreed manuscript? 】

Su Liunian calmly ignored Luo Chuanyun's reminder, and calmly quit Weibo. After thinking for a while, he pulled up the quilt a bit, turned his head to look at the empty milk cup on the table beside him, and closed his eyes to sleep.

Although he doesn't know what is depressed in his heart, but after sleeping, he should almost forget it when he wakes up tomorrow.

It was already late when Su Xuanqing finished his work and returned to his room. When passing by Su Liunian's room, he stopped in his tracks.After standing for a while, he finally opened the door and walked in.

The person on the bed still rolled himself up into a ball, his sleeping posture bent over was as cute as a cat.

Su Xuanqing's complexion softened, and she moved closer to look at the man's face, but found something was wrong.

The young man's panting voice was a bit rough, his head was shaking unconsciously, his mouth was slightly opened, and he was muttering something, and he couldn't hear the sound at all.That fair face was flushed at the moment, and the bangs were soaked in cold sweat, and now they were wet on his forehead, very embarrassed.

Su Xuanqing secretly thought that it was not good, and hastily stretched out her hand to probe, the temperature of the young man's forehead was frighteningly hot.

He was a little dazed for a moment, a gust of cold wind blew through the half-opened window, he looked up, anger hit his heart, he hurried over to close the window, raised the temperature in the room, and then called the housekeeper.

It was already midnight, the housekeeper was a little slow to answer the communication, and he was still a little sleepy, and he was still a little dazed when he saw Su Xuanqing's face: "Master."

Su Xuanqing didn't have time to be polite, and hurriedly ordered: "Housekeeper, bring the chef from home and a few people to come to the hot spring villa quickly. Xiaonian has a high fever and needs someone to take care of him! Also, let An Xunjun drive to pick him up. Dr. Liang, I will notify him now."

The butler woke up when he heard his young master's high fever persisted. He also knew that there was no use in being anxious, so he hung up the communication and quickly changed his clothes and went out.

Here Su Xuanqing is making the second communication. After the connection, the man's impatient face: "You are sick, and you are calling in the middle of the night."

Su Xuanqing said coldly: "Pack up your things right now, my people will pick you up later, someone here has a high fever, you'd better hurry up!"

Dr. Liang was startled by his eager tone and darkened face: "...Oh."

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication was cut off. The doctor who was sitting on the bed blankly said in disbelief, "I'm not dreaming, am I... that person is... Su Xuanqing?"

Taking a towel to wipe off the cold sweat on Su Liunian's face, and applying ice to his forehead, Su Xuanqing tightly held his younger brother's hand.

The young man seemed to be having some sort of nightmare, with his mouth open and he didn't know what to underestimate. Because of the high temperature, his body was uncomfortable. Even though Su Xuanqing was holding him in his arms, he was still writhing. The hands at the waist fixed the man, and leaned over to comfort him softly in his ear.

"Xiao Nian, brother is here..."

He repeated it over and over again, and leaned closer to kiss off the cold sweat that the boy broke out from time to time, his heart ached.

The young man's hands were tightly clutching his clothes, and the veins could be seen on the back of his hands. He was calling someone in a low voice, his voice was a little hoarse, and if Su Xuanqing hadn't gotten close, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

There was a cry in his call, he was very wronged, he just repeated two words over and over again, the more clearly he heard, the more painful Su Xuanqing felt.

The boy was calling him, calling over and over again: "Brother..." Like a lost little beast, sobbing over and over again, looking for the dearest relative...