night fire

15

Zhao Qiyan originally wanted to find some sleeping pills to feed Lu Xiujin, but there was no other reason, this man was too noisy.

From the female teacher I liked in high school to the basketball team that their family bought last week.

Zhao Qiyan insisted on getting involved in his topic, Zhao Qiyan wished he could knock him out with a hammer.

Fortunately, after a while, Lu Xiujin fell asleep by himself.

But forget it if he fell asleep, his hand was still restless, his right hand was tightly grasping the corner of Zhao Qiyan's skirt, and he couldn't break it off.

Zhao Qiyan only hesitated for half a minute - he took off his skirt.

It's not too cold either.

Finding Uncle Wu is a big deal.

Zhao Qiyan found Wu Yong in the end—the father and son have a very high degree of overlap in appearance.

The bottoms disappeared, leaving only a pair of pants.

Zhao Qiyan felt a little cold.

Wu Yong sat outside the railing of the roof, looking at the sky full of stars dejectedly.

Zhao Qiyan also turned over and sat with him.

A little cold ass.

"Uncle Wu."

"she left."

"Huh?" Zhao Qiyan yawned.

Wu Yong looked at his kneecaps in disbelief, and murmured, "Half of the trousers...she left."

"My condolences." Zhao Qiyan couldn't think of anything to comfort him for a while, and patted him on the shoulder, "Uncle, let's go back, we still have to work the night shift."

Lu Xiujin had a good dream—in the dream, Zhao Qiyan's thighs were really white.

When he woke up the next day, he found himself sleeping on the sofa—some little sister was so considerate and even covered him with a blanket.

It's just that this blanket looks familiar... Isn't this the blanket of the Labrador raised at home?

Lu Xiujin hurriedly jumped off the sofa and went to the bathroom to take a shower. When he was making bubbles for himself, some restricted-rated images appeared in his mind uncontrollably.

"Zhao Qiyan would take off her skirt in front of me..."

Zhao Qiyan's hair hanging down when he bent over, the fingers fastened to the zipper on the waist, the folds of the shirt on the back, the slightly red kneecaps... "It's a real dream."

Lu Xiujin couldn't help sighing, and at the same time accelerated the rhythm of making bubbles, intending to go back to bed and have another dream like this.

This time, Zhao Qiyan will be naked!

Wait a moment!Why did he remember that when he woke up, there was a skirt by his hand?Is it exactly the same as the one that Zhao Qiyan took off in the dream?

Zhao Qiyan's hair hanging down when he bent over, his fingers clasping the zipper on his waist, the folds of his shirt on his back, his slightly red kneecaps—

The scene in memory of the not-so-long A-line skirt slipping from Zhao Qiyan's waist clearly appeared before his eyes again.

"!"

When Lu Xiuyan came out of the bedroom with a gloomy face, she saw the stupid younger brother with his ass sticking out on the sofa and wondering what he was doing.

"What are you looking for if you don't sleep in broad daylight?" said the elder sister who had a very bad sleep.

Lu Xiujin jumped up suddenly, holding an A-line skirt in his hand.

"Sister, is this yours?"

Lu Xiuyan sat on the sofa beside her and applied a mask, and glanced at the skirt that Lu Xiujin was holding.

"Do you think it's possible? This kind of skirt looks like a little girl's skirt?"

Lu Xiujin was struck by lightning.

Then he showed a shy smile: "Then this..."

Lu Xiuyan threw the phone to him: "The girls probably left it last night, right? Call and ask."

Lu Xiujin was taken aback for a moment, his heart was full of struggles: "I can't..."

What if it's really just him having a dream...

"What? Are you shy?"

"No, I just don't think it's necessary..."

"Xiao Jin," Lu Xiuyan suddenly turned to look at him, "You should be more honest with your sister."

Lu Xiujin tucked the skirt under his arm and said, "I'm not being honest with you."

"You have to be honest with your sister, because you know that I love you."

"Um……"

"Do you remember what I taught you?" Lu Xiuyan smiled suddenly, lowered her eyes, and said, "If you lie to your heart, you will lose the person you love and the person who loves you."

Lu Xiujin couldn't accept it for a while, Lu Xiuyan withdrew her fierce disguise, and became like the older sister who was not good at words in his memory, and the memory of being dependent on each other in childhood came to his mind, and he was suddenly sad.

He half knelt on the ground, threw himself into Lu Xiuyan's arms, and called her in a low voice, "Sister..."

Just like when she was a child, Lu Xiuyan gently patted her younger brother's head instead of her mother who rarely saw her a few times a year, and said softly, "My sister has suffered once, so my younger brother should follow suit."

The scent of Dongjia beans on Lu Xiuyan's body lingered with the bitterness of traditional Chinese medicine. In a daze, he turned back into a sick child, living in a cold children's hospital, waiting for his sister to bring him a small triangular cake when he came back from school.

Lu Xiujin hugged Lu Xiuyan tightly, and called her in a low voice, "Sister."

In the end, he was beaten severely - after Lu Xiuyan heard that his evil intentions were not dead, but that he was getting deeper and deeper into female college students, she was beaten severely and warned him not to go to nightclubs all the time if he had nothing to do.

Especially one.

The old and cunning woman——Lu Xiujin covered her blushing face when Lu Xiuyan swung the feather duster, despised her indecent behavior in her heart, cursed inwardly—actually tricked the pure, lovely and innocent younger brother to tell his poetic youthful thoughts!

He obviously forgot that many years ago, when Lu Xiuyan coaxed him to tell who the female monitor of the kindergarten had a crush on, she also used a similar trick.The effect is immediate.

At the same time, Lu Xiuyan was also very worried.

The parents at home are unreliable, and she brought up her younger brother like a nurse, although she went abroad for a few years and neglected to discipline her younger brother, which caused her younger brother to develop a character of all kinds of crimes, domineering, bullying, and all kinds of disgusting.

But generally speaking, it is still growing in the right direction, right?

How did you fall on a transvestite?

Although I heard that he didn't deliberately fiddle with women's clothing every day, but, but, but...how did this person get so familiar with Wu Yong?

Why did it happen to be Wu Yong?

There are thousands of old people in this world, but Wu Yong is the only one she can't let go of.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Zhao: You are the transvestite, I am just looking for a living!