After being teased by a half-breed brother

Now that I'm back, life has to go on.

On the first day after flying back, Liao Zefan had a terrible headache just after answering the phone call. Tonight, the whole villa was calm and peaceful, which made Butler Sun and the three maids very uncomfortable.

Every night I will toss, why not today? !Could it be that tomorrow will be more lively? ? ?

It's rare for Liao Zefan not to toss about and have a very good sleep, but lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, the whole big bed rolled around with punches and circles, he didn't know what he was greedy for.

I always feel that there is something missing beside the bed. Is it because of jet lag? He usually travels a lot, or is there a lack of people. However, he has never been so irritable during the one or two days of empty bed.

Liao Zefan was fidgeting endlessly when the phone screen suddenly lit up, and it was still from the strange but familiar number from the other side of the ocean.

[I know that you may be asleep, and I don't want to disturb you, but I just drew two pictures, and I always want to share them with you.Let's talk about loneliness. 】

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Liao Zefan clicked on it.

In the first picture, there was a hand in the darkness, and that hand was patted dryly in the middle of the darkness.

Liao Zefan looked at this painting and laughed. It was as simple as that, that is, he was a painter, and if he was an ordinary person, no one would be bothered to look at it.

After finishing the painting, Gore sent another text message, [The hand in this painting is mine, I think you may not understand what I am expressing in this one, so please see the next one~~]

Then, the second masterpiece was passed on, saying that it was a painting and nothing was painted, it was just pitch black. At first glance, he thought the screen of the phone was black, so he didn't have any idea.

But then, Gore's message came, [This is you, and it's me again! 】

Originally it was ambiguous, if you don’t understand it, you don’t understand it, Liao Zefan wanted to reply politely, “I don’t understand art.”

But before he could click to send, another text message came from Gore, [I miss every night we are together. 】

As soon as this text message came, Liao Zefan was shocked, and immediately sat up from the head of the bed, and then looked back at the first painting.

It may be that I have had several bed friendships with the author of the painting. Looking at the hands in this painting, I feel hot all over my body, and I always feel that there is a hand attached to my body, walking around on his old skin. , Slowly breathing more and more quickly, he took off his shirt, walked into the bathroom, and extinguished his enthusiasm.

I cursed secretly in my heart, grandma, hook me up at night to turn off the fire! ! !