【Lotus Cake】The stepbrother is fierce

1.

Ao Bing, who had just returned home from school, felt that the "stepbrother" who was parachuted home was particularly fierce.

Especially when he looked at himself, he sneered slightly and was annoyed.

——Are all the airborne households so arrogant now?

Ao Bing was a little upset, besides, this stepbrother came for no apparent reason, could it be from his father's second spring outside?

However, this stepbrother brought a basin of old wooden roots and put it on the table as if he could read minds.

The sound of "kuang" made Ao Guang's beard tremble, but Ao Guang asked with an uncharacteristically good temper,

"Nezha, what is this?"

The young man raised his chin slightly like an invincible king.

"Meeting ceremony, the dead tree sprouts, the second spring."

Ao Bing, "..."

Ao Guang's family has a big business, and the villa is also arranged on several floors, but Nezha is arranged next to Ao Bing.

"Oh ~ show me the way~"

The frivolous tone and the look from the corners of his eyes made Ao Bing unhappy.

He took a deep breath and said, "Come with me."

Nezha raised his eyebrows and followed closely behind.

After going up the stairs on the second floor and turning the corner, Nezha felt a gust of wind as soon as he left Ao Guang's sight—subconsciously turned his head to the side, and a powerful fist appeared where his head was originally resting.

Nezha hooked the corner of his mouth with great interest, stretched out his hand to grab it, and restrained the sneak attacking hand. Ao Bing couldn't help being surprised to see Nezha dodging easily, but soon made up for it with a second punch.

"brush--"

The large school uniform jacket bulged, and his actions carried speed and strength that cannot be underestimated.

At this moment, Nezha leaned forward and pressed his fist to his chest.

Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, and there was a second pause in the movement of punching. At this second, the former suddenly raised his leg against his waist, and then a strong force hit him, and he was irresistibly crushed against the wall of the corridor.

"Boom!"

The soft school uniform jacket was deflated and was tightly pressed between the two bodies.

Nezha held Ao Bing in the shadows with almost his whole body, breathing heavily, and Ao Bing saw that his eyes were so bright that it was shocking.

The heart began to beat irregularly, accompanied by a flustered throbbing.

"Step aside."

It was only when the voice came out that it became hoarse.

Nezha was still holding Ao Bing, but the strength in his hand was loosened, so that he wouldn't let people run away.

"My dear brother, is he so violent? He even dares to beat his brother."

Ao Bing's breathing was a little rough.

He remembered that before Nezha came, his father Ao Guang and teacher Shen Gongbao had warned him to get along well with Nezha.

But he still couldn't help but do it, in order to teach this arrogant boy a lesson.

He closed his eyes irritably, and he messed up one more thing.

"Not bad, though."

Ao Bing opened his eyes abruptly.

The face of the stepbrother who is close at hand is full of joy,

"You are more interesting than I imagined."

As he said that, he let go of the restraint, and took two steps back,

"Okay, lead the way obediently."

"Oh…"

Ao Bing walked forward in a daze, wondering why the script was different from what he imagined?

But if he was more awake, he would be able to notice the few seconds of Nezha's eyes on his heart when he let go of the restraint.

But Ao Bing didn't.

"Here, if you need anything, just say it."

Ao Bing opened the door for Nezha, the door frame was not big, and the two stood in the door frame, which was a bit crowded.

Obviously it was his own home, but Ao Bing felt like running away—he always felt that it was a dragon's den and a tiger's den inside.

"Hmmmm~"

Nezha raised his eyebrows and pursed his lips, and glanced up and down at Ao Bing.

"Okay, young master will go to school with you tomorrow, remember to wake up in the morning."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ao Bing to react, he took the lead and walked in and closed the door with a "click".

Ao Bing, who was outside the door, stared at the closed door for more than ten seconds.

Then, with a flushed face and raised hands, he hesitated whether to knock on the door, whether to rush in and grab the stepbrother who didn't have a handle on his mouth, and shake it twice vigorously, correcting his "slip of the tongue" whether it was intentional or not.

2.

The next day, Ao Bing obediently went to wake Nezha up.

He was still a little nervous when he entered the door, but when he saw Nezha's sleeping posture stretched out, all the tension disappeared.

"Wake up."

As if to avenge Nezha's last words yesterday, Ao Bing took Nezha's hand without mercy and dragged him under the bed.

As casual as mopping the floor.

Nezha hazily grabbed Ao Bing and carried him to the bed before he opened his eyes.

"Hey--"

Ao Bing didn't notice, and when he came back to his senses, he had already fallen on Nezha's bed, even on Nezha's body.

"Yo?" Nezha slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ao Bing on his body, "Is it just so respectful in the early morning?"

Ao Bing's face was flushed red, he gritted his teeth and got up from Nezha, glared at the instigator,

"If you don't get up, you'll be late."

"Oh~"

Nezha responded casually.

"Where is my school uniform, my brother can help me find it~"

"Find it yourself!"

"It's the two of us who are late~"

Nezha put his hands on his hands and turned his head away, with a dead face, not afraid of boiling water.

Ao Bing took a deep breath, suppressed his temper, turned around and went to the wardrobe to get a school uniform and threw it on Nezha's head.

Nezha was not angry when his head was covered by the school uniform, as if he had found something interesting, he took off the school uniform and shook,

"I don't know how to wear it~ My brother will help me put it on~"

"Don't push yourself!" Ao Bing growled.

"Your old man should have reminded you, treat me better."

Nezha is really confident.

Ao Bing froze for a moment.

That's right, not only his father, but even his teacher warned himself in a solemn tone that he must treat Nezha better.

And why they were silent.

Ao Bing pursed his lips, but still stepped forward to pick up his school uniform.

Picking up Nezha's pajamas and taking them off to the side, he was caught by the latter's strong abdominal muscles when he was caged in the school uniform.

"Does it look good?"

Ao Bing was taken aback, it was embarrassing to be caught peeking at the scene.

The tips of his ears were red, but he pretended to be calm and zipped up,

"Is it good or not?"

"laugh--"

Nezha snorted lightly, took Ao Bing's hand and burrowed into his clothes, and pressed his hand on his abdominal muscles amidst the other party's exclamation,

"this."

Ao Bing quickly withdrew his hand, his mind was almost completely blanked by the situation he encountered for the first time in more than ten years, and all the good things about getting along were forgotten.

"Are you sick!!"

"Hiss...!" Nezha covered his calf that hurt from being kicked, and hissed and gasped while laughing.

Seeing the door being slammed shut, he couldn't help grinning.

After a while, the smile subsided.

He raised his hand to touch his heart.

3.

When he went downstairs to sit at the dinner table, Ao Bing was stuffing eggs into his mouth.

The strength of the bite, the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, Nezha almost thought that he was the egg.

"Nezha is here, sit down."

Ao Guang greeted with reserved enthusiasm.

Nezha glanced at Ao Guang, turned his head away without much interest, and looked at Ao Bing again.

It's still fun for this cheap brother.

"Brother, eggs are so delicious, why don't you share them with me?"

Ao Bing almost choked.

Just about to scold him back, he suddenly found out that his father is watching him.

Ao Bing humiliated, "...OK."

Nezha happily took the egg that Ao Bing had peeled. The delicate egg white seemed to be broken by blowing a bomb. Ao Bing's fingers lined it up, with distinct joints and a scallion white like jade.

Nezha suddenly felt that he had lost interest in eggs.

"I moved potted plants yesterday, and my hands hurt."

As soon as Nezha opened his mouth, Ao Bing knew what kind of monster he was going to be. He slandered in his heart, "You don't look like your hand hurts when you fight", but on the surface, he listened with all ears.

"feed me."

As soon as the words came out, Ao Bing's hands trembled.

I couldn't believe that Nezha dared to make such a shameless request in front of Ao Guang.

Ao Bing turned to look at his father.

But the old father was looking at him expectantly.

Ao Bing, "..."

That's right, those who don't know what happened between the two of them in private will just think this is a normal brother and sister Gong.

Ao Bing met Ao Guang's burning gaze, and shook hands to send the egg to Nezha's mouth.

It was delivered to his mouth, and Nezha stared at the former without blinking.

Then he opened his mouth, bit the egg, and stuck out his tongue out of Ao Guang's sight to lick the long-coveted finger.

"!!"

Ao Bing withdrew his hand with a brush, and the egg fell on the dining table with a "slap", and the yolk scattered all over the table.

"Why are you taking your hands back in such a hurry?"

Ao Guang looked at Ao Bing suspiciously.

"That's right, I won't eat you again."

Nezha, what's the matter, what's the matter?

Ao Bing wiped his fingers on the corner of his clothes calmly, thinking,

Wouldn't it eat me?

At the end of the meal, Ao Bing almost fled in despair.

"I got in the car first!"

After leaving such a sentence, he hurried out the door.

"Then I'm leaving too."

Nezha stood up, wiped his mouth casually, and was about to follow, but Ao Guang stopped him.

"Nezha—"

Nezha turned his head and looked at Ao Guang who was hesitant to speak, and suddenly felt infinite exhaustion and boredom in his heart.He waved his hand impatiently,

"Okay old man, I know what you're going to say."

Ao Guang who was called an "old man" was not angry, but looked a little too cautious.

Nezha ignored Ao Guang's expression, and continued on his own,

"Anyway, I can't live for three years—this heart," he reached out and touched his own heart, "it's the same to anyone."

"If Ao Bing enjoys playing with my master, I should thank him for being with me during the last period of time. It would be a good idea to transplant this heart to him."

Ao Guang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, but he was still out of breath, and then he heard Nezha say,

"But the premise is that you old things don't interfere in our affairs."

Ao Guang choked.

After a while, he nodded in compromise,

"Okay. Nezha, as long as you can save my son Ao Bing, the rest is up to you."

The last interjection overflowed his mouth, and Ao Guang seemed to lose all his momentum.

"I'm just such a son..."

Nezha stared at Ao Guang silently for two seconds, then picked up his schoolbag and walked out the door.

Pushing open the door, Chu Yang was shining on his face.

Seeing Nezha coming out, Ao Bing in the car at the door immediately withdrew his sneaky glance, and turned his head away pretending nothing happened.

Nezha, who saw this scene, became inexplicably clear, and Ao Guang's heavy sigh was also left behind.

"Brother~ Can you open the car door for me?"

"Dream you!" Saying so, the car door was pushed open with a "bang".

Nezha curled the corner of his mouth.

Stepping lightly, he touched his chest, and there was a beating heart under his palm.

Well, if that day really comes.

This heart is for you.

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If you don't understand, please explain the plot

→ Ao Bing needs to change his heart, Nezha's heart matches

Nezha wanted to personally confirm whether Ao Bing was worth changing his heart, so he came to live with Ao Bing's house as a "stepbrother"