Brother, do you like me today?

As soon as Feng Zhang got home, he really pushed Feng Qiu into the bedroom, telling him to reflect on himself.

This is not the first time Feng Qiu has been locked in a room.

Two days later, Feng Zhang felt that something was wrong——Feng Qiu was crying and making noises before, and when he got angry, he played heavy metal rock every night in the middle of the night, making the house restless, and no one wanted to sleep.But Feng Qiu didn't cry or make noise this time, he slept and read books obediently, and ate a full bowl of rice. He still had two popsicles a day, and when he woke up, he hugged his golden retriever and turned on the air conditioner and ate watermelon.

Feng Zhang wondered in his heart, does this little bastard, Feng Qiu, want to be big again?

In the afternoon, Feng Zhang was rarely at home on vacation, and as soon as he took off his suit and took a sip of the tea brought by Feng Xian'er, Bo Yunmian came to visit him.

But the visit is true, and so is the marriage proposal.

Feng Zhang held his breath, but he didn't expect a beautiful and frail Omega to come in. He looked like he was just recovering from a serious illness, with a look of sadness between his brows, and his eyes curled up when he smiled. He was gentle and amiable: "Hello, I'm Wang Bo My surname is Bo, and my name is Bo Yunmian. I am here this time to discuss the marriage of the two children."

Feng Zhang's face sank.

……

Feng Qiu fell asleep in the middle of the night and had a very sweet dream.

He dreamed that he was [-] or [-], quarreled with his classmates at school, and he beat someone in a bad temper. The head teacher invited the parents, and it wasn't Feng Zhang or Feng Xian'er who came, but Wang Bozhou.

He also couldn't tell how old Wang Bozhou was in his dream, he seemed younger and more handsome than now, but calmer than when he first saw him, wearing a shirt and trousers, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, like an extremely Handsome and reliable big brother.

When he entered the office, he held his hand like no one else was there. The class teacher chattered and complained to him about the bad-tempered Xiaoqiu. Wang Bozhou didn't nod or shake his head, but just said he got it and went back to educate him.

But as soon as he went out, Wang Bozhou took him out of school to watch a movie.

He was eating french fries while watching a movie, and when he finished eating, he hooked Wang Bozhou's little finger with his greasy fingers, but he was not angry either.

Wang Bozhou didn't ask him, and he didn't talk about him. He was the first to commit a mistake, and obediently admitted his mistake: "I shouldn't hit someone."

What did Wang Bozhou say?

"Shouldn't you beat someone? You are young and small. What if you are bullied?"

Feng Qiu lowered his head, put his legs together in school trousers, and sat obediently: "Then I'll call you to avenge me."

Wang Bozhou was noncommittal, just said: "Are there enough French fries? How about ice cream?"

Feng Qiu woke up laughing from the dream, rubbed his eyes and woke up, but the corners of his lips could not be pressed down.It seemed as if he had just talked about a sweet and innocent campus love with Wang Bozhou.

Feng Qiu sat up, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a tall and thin figure standing on the balcony outside the bay window, with his head slightly tilted, the bridge of his nose, his lips and his chin were shining in the moonlight.

Feng Qiu's breathing was stagnant, he felt that he was dreaming, rubbed his eyes, and heard the sound of the glass door being knocked on his heart clearly and gently.

Wang Bozhou looked for him through the window on a moonlit night!

Feng Qiu threw off the quilt, took off his shoes, ran over barefoot, opened the balcony door, threw himself into Wang Bozhou's arms, and hugged his waist several times.

Feng Qiu's heart was beating violently, like thousands of frogs jumping out of a pond, the pond was sparkling under the moonlight, and he was also sparkling, like a puddle of water.

Feng Qiu acted coquettishly: "Brother."

Wang Bozhou clasped his waist and lifted him vigorously, holding him in his arms like a child. Feng Qiu's two legs wrapped around his waist, and he closed the glass door with his toes rubbing. Bozhou hugged him firmly and pressed him onto the bed.

Wang Bozhou said the first sentence: "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Feng Qiu muttered: "I'm in a hurry to open the window for you." After finishing speaking, he smiled foolishly, "I think we are like Romeo and Juliet who meet at night."

Wang Bozhou gently kissed him on the face: "Then we are now Romeo and Juliet who are going to be husband and wife beyond the text of the story."

Feng Qiu opened his eyes wide, and the almond eyes sparkled: "Did uncle agree! Is brother's father here?"

Wang Bozhou laughed in a low voice: "Yes, I agree."

Although the process is indeed a bit difficult.

Feng Zhang is simply an evil dragon guarding Feng Qiu.

Feng Qiu's face was stained with a blush, as if he was drunk, he stretched out his snow-white arms to hook his neck, as he had done many times in the past, relying on and admiring him.

Wang Bozhou's kiss fell down.

Feng Qiu raised his neck to kiss, held the kiss for a few seconds, and obediently stuck out his tongue, softly drawing on Wang Bozhou's thin and cold lips.

They have kissed many times, but this time seems to be different.

This is the room where I have lived in Fengqiu for more than [-] years, and every part bears the indelible brand of Fengqiu, such as the turquoise bedside lamp by the bed, and the Stitch's on the bed. Dolls, like pillows smelling of Fengqiu sweet apricot pheromones.

This is where he changed from a white, fat and cute baby to Feng Qiu, who was the prettiest child in the kindergarten and all the children wanted to play house with him and played the role of husband, to a primary school student who wore a blue uniform cap and little leather shoes Feng Qiu, who was waving the yellow captain’s flag, turned into Feng Qiu who wore a blue school uniform in junior high school and wanted to roll up his trousers, and turned into Feng Qiu who gritted his teeth and studied mathematics in high school and went to the rooftop to secretly cry and miss his junior high school. The big brother Fengqiu I met, became the Fengqiu who said that he had an Alpha from a different place because he didn't want to fall in love when he was in Beidu University in college.

Fengqiu is real, cute, alive, and finally beautiful.

Wang Bozhou didn't tell him, he knew at first glance that he was an extremely beautiful Omega, so beautiful that he could be directly labeled as an Omega beauty, and was published in Omega magazines to promote the fertility wishes of ordinary Alphas in society, but he fell in love with him At that time, Fengqiu was no longer the Fengqiu with the same logo. He was no longer the beautiful and lovely Xiaoqiu whom everyone praised. Very well behaved and sweet.Under his beautiful skin like painted skin, there is such a lovely and hot soul.

"Xiaoqiu..." Wang Bozhou called out his name in a low voice, his lips moved, deepening the kiss.

His, his, his.

Feng Qiu panted sweetly, his body moved slightly, and seduced shyly, but his finger hooked innocently on Wang Bozhou's little finger, like a child relying on an adult.

I don't know how long it took, the two finally ended this long and suffocating kiss, separated their lips and teeth, exchanging passionate breaths.

Feng Qiu swallowed, and stretched out his hand to undo the buttons of Wang Bozhou's shirt, but Wang Bozhou held them in his palm and stroked them meticulously one by one.

"Baby, uncle will be back in a while, I can't stay here."

Feng Qiu hugged him aggrievedly: "He hates him to death."

But in fact, Feng Qiu doesn't hate Feng Zhang anymore.

Wang Bozhou coaxed him: "The day is set, October [-]th, I'm busy. I have to go."

Feng Qiu entangled his hands and feet, sobbing relentlessly, wanting to keep Wang Bozhou behind.

Wang Bozhou refused with difficulty: "Honey, give me a kiss on my brother, I have to go."

With red eyes, Feng Qiu kissed his lips, then kissed him on the left cheek, felt that the kiss was asymmetrical, so he kissed him again on the right cheek.

"Goodbye."

Wang Bozhou smiled, but instead of saying goodbye, he just said, "Good night."

Fengqiu will be so busy in the future, with studies, experiments, thesis factor and wedding, after a month, he will be weighed on the scale and lose five catties.

Feng Qiu had two dark circles under his eyes, and he still thought happily, now that custom-made Dior dress with a very strict size can fit.

But Fengqiu's life is not sad at all, he can call Wang Bozhou, the two of them find time to eat and discuss the details of the wedding, and at night, the two of them take a bath together in the bathtub.

Feng Qiu sat on Wang Bozhou's body, paddling lazily, Wang Bozhou hugged him naked, big drops of water rolled on his beautiful and muscular muscles, dripping and seductive.

Feng Qiu felt itchy for a moment, and stretched out his hand to the shadow under the water.

So it was a natural and hearty bed affair.

Fengqiu was exhausted, wet like a snow-white moon just fished out of the water, panting delicately, insisting that Wang Bozhou hold her and ask for enough kisses before going to sleep.

Wang Bozhou scolded him in a low voice for being clingy, but there was no sullenness in his tone?

Every morning, Fengqiu and Wang Bozhou get up at the same time and share a toilet and a dining table. Fengqiu likes to shave and tie Wang Bozhou, and Wang Bozhou likes to hold Fengqiu and put on socks for him.

Feng Qiu was so busy that he seemed to be soaked in a wine jar all day long.And the people in the lab knew that Feng Qiu and Wang Bozhou were getting married since he came back.

Because of the dinner voting in the group, Wang Bozhou said in the group that he and Xiaoqiu were going to prepare for the wedding, and they didn't have time to look at the specific arrangements.

The group exploded all of a sudden, and the news reached 99 in a few seconds. Half of them applauded Feng Qiu's heroic feat of conquering Gaoling Flower, and half of them wondered whether Wang Bozhou's account had been stolen.

But when Fengqiu came to the laboratory with a stack of designed wedding invitations to ask them for advice, they knew that Wang Bozhou's words were true, half of them were true.

Mo Jiming, Wang Lin and Shen Ping haven't seen each other for two months, yet Feng Qiu is going to marry Wang Bozhou.

Among these three people, one was in awe of Wang Bozhou, one had pursued Wang Bozhou, and the other had a secret love for Wang Bozhou. Their reactions to this incident were all kinds of strange.

Mo Jiming couldn't believe that Xiao Qiu had chased his idol.

Wang Lin's scalp was numb with jealousy, and she began to reflect on whether she had pursued Wang Bozhou in the wrong direction from the beginning.

Shen Ping asked if he could be the best man.

On October [-]th, the wedding took place as scheduled.

From the church to Wang Bozhou's newly bought forest villa, the wedding cars lined up like a dragon, connecting the north and south of the Qingjiang River.

Fengqiu and Wang Bozhou swore oaths in the church, exchanged rings, and kissed, just like every pair of lovers and newly married couples.

In the gentle wind of October, the mild sunlight, and the lazy breath of all things, the two of them, one in black and the other in white, are exquisite and handsome, like a dream wedding that has been described countless times in picture books.

Fengqiu was led by Wang Bozhou and walked towards the open world. He was smiling, and suddenly Wang Bozhou pinched the back of his hand. He heard Wang Bozhou whisper: "Just now Ke Qing told me something, are you Didn't you hide something from me?"

Feng Qiu was dizzy, watching colorful balloons flying up into the sky, like clouds.

"What is it?"

Wang Bozhou pursed his lips and smiled: "You met me when you were 13 years old. You came to my door and knocked on my door during the summer vacation. You have liked me for a long time."

Fengqiu froze for a moment, panic flashed by, he had already tasted all the sourness of crush and the bitterness of Coptis chinensis, but now they were secretly stuffed into a jar, brewed into a cup of sweet plum wine, one drink, one is drunk Then half drunk.

"Well, I have liked my brother for a long time."