I heard you want to flirt with me?

He tightened his arms slightly, trying to get closer to Su Yunche, he slowly lowered his head, looked at the little head in his arms, and couldn't help playing with Su Yunche's hair with his hands.

"Brother Che, are you sure you like me?" Song Suqing's voice was very soft, her fingers wrapped around Su Yunche's hair gently and softly.

Su Yunche smiled lightly, moved in his arms, and then stretched out his arms to hug him slightly. Song Suqing's body was warm, her voice was muffled in his chest, and her breath was very hot.

"You've been talking about this question for a day, so you don't believe that I like you?" Su Yunche said.

The ambiguous atmosphere was strong, torturing Song Suqing's mind bit by bit.

He let go of Su Yunche slightly, and looked at him with downcast eyes, his appearance was reflected in those clear eyes, deep sea waves, deep but hidden light.

Maybe Brother Che really likes him, but...

"I'm a man." Song Suqing lowered her head and pressed against Su Yunche's forehead, the coldness and hot flashes blended together.

Su Yunche sensed Song Suqing's lack of self-confidence. Today Song Suqing looked like she was afraid of his repentance, holding his hand all the time, and always staring at him with her amber eyes.

It turned out that he would give Song Er such a great sense of distrust.

He broke free from Song Suqing's embrace, sat up slowly, and stared at him with his head down: "Then how are you sure you like me? I'm also a man."

"I figured it out after thinking about it all night." Song Suqing also got up, sat cross-legged in front of him, and said very seriously.

The moonlight outside the window was like water, full of tenderness and love, but now it all fell on them, forming a fluffy silver edge.

Su Yunche smiled, his eyes sparkling: "Then how did you figure it out?"

Song Suqing recalled the absurdity of that night, and immediately smiled, blushing on her ears: "I... watched the movies, but after watching more than a dozen movies, I didn't respond. When I think of you, I'm going to be stoned..."

"........."

"Are you Mi Qingchong's upper brain? How can you judge like this?" Su Yunche took a few steps back, fearing that Song Suqing would suddenly pounce on him.

He decided this morning that he liked Song Suqing because he would be moved when he saw Song Suqing.

Song Suqing watched his movements, and felt a tightness in her chest for a moment. She couldn't tell in pain: "Reaction is the best judgment, and I like you, not because you are greedy for your body, why hide so far away!"

Su Yunche smiled mischievously, but did not approach, and asked again: "Then what happened to the recording pen and letterhead paper in the drawer of your bookcase?"

"Have you found the recorder?" Song Suqing touched the back of his head shyly, thinking he had hidden it well.

He habitually collects recording pens, and the recordings were only used as a diary at the time, but it turned out to be a proof that he gradually liked Brother Che.

"The night I found out that you were the empress, I found out that I might like you. At that time, I was at a loss and scared. I never thought that I would like a man." Song Suqing stared at him with light in her eyes, very sincere, "So I wrote your name on the letterhead over and over again, and as a result, I gradually felt a little bit at ease.

Your figure, your smile, and the words you said seem to be deeply engraved in my mind.So Brother Che, I didn't like you suddenly, I buried you in my heart bit by bit..."

Song Suqing pursed her lips lightly, and the anger in her chest burned his whole body: "So, Brother Che, are you sure you like me as a man?"

Seeing him lowering his head slightly, Su Yunche immediately stretched out his hands to hold his face, his cold hands touched his hot cheeks, and he smiled slightly: "I said before, I just like someone, no gender."

"Then are you gay too?" Song Suqing stroked his hand lightly, her eyes were sincere and hot.

Su Yunche has thought about this question, is he gay?

The definition of homosexuality is to have love and sexual impulses towards the same sex to be homosexual, which is a matter of sexual orientation.

But he doesn't have any unhealthy thoughts about the same sex, so he's not.

Then he just simply likes Song Suqing.

"I'm not gay." Su Yunche stared at him, the stars in his eyes were broken, he smiled slightly, his voice was clear and bright, like a hot spring in a mountain stream, "but I like you."

"???"

Song Suqing tilted her head for a moment, not understanding.

What does it mean to like him?But not gay?

"So... I'm in your heart, I'm not a man?" He pursed his lips and asked from the bottom of his heart.

Su Yunche gave a "puh" smile, glanced at him leisurely, then lay down with his back to him, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

Song Suqing pursed her lips and looked at him cross-handed: "Then why are you doing the live broadcast? Do you think my money can't support you?"

"For money." Su Yunche turned over, propped his head, and said to him with a smile, "You have gone to the training camp, don't I need to earn a little money to support myself?"

Song Suqing remembered what Brother Yong said to him this afternoon.

He said that Su Yunche would go to the Internet cafe for an hour of live broadcast at ten o'clock every night, and then go home after eleven o'clock and then do his homework. It might be early in the morning after everything is cleaned up, but he still has to get up early the next day and walk to school.

And as soon as Song Suqing came back, he noticed a large black plastic bag downstairs, which was filled with instant noodles.

That's why his brother Che has been so busy this month.

When I think of this, my heart aches.

His brother Che deserves the best, and shouldn't rush around for money.

Fortunately, he is back, and he can continue to take care of his brother Che again.

"Then you can live broadcast for half an hour every day from now on. You definitely can't live broadcast for four hours like today. When you came out, your voice was a little hoarse. It hurts to hear it." Song Suqing leaned forward and said.

Su Yunche thought about it, live broadcast for half an hour every day, maybe the money will be reduced by half, but the second idiot in front of him will definitely smash presents like today, so he won't be afraid of running out of money.

"Okay!" He nodded vigorously.

"Then go to bed!" Song Suqing smiled suddenly, lay down and hugged Su Yunche in her arms, rushing over full of heat.

Su Yunche lay in his arms, felt the warmth, and closed his eyes. He was also a little tired today.

But Song Suqing couldn't sleep. Seeing that the person in his arms was not moving, he was a little dishonest. He gently rubbed Su Yunche's back with his hands.

Well... the skin on his brother Che's back is also good, thin and tender, it would be even better if he could touch his waist...

Immediately, the anger rushed down, and he felt sore and uncomfortable.

Su Yunche felt something, opened his eyes suddenly, raised his head and stared at him, grinding his back molars: "I suspect that you are just greedy for my body!"

Song Suqing loosened her arms, stepped back a lot, and shook her head pitifully: "I don't, I'm not!"

"Who is Su Mengmeng!" Su Yunche snorted softly, remembering Wen Jiang's hesitant words, "What did you do to him?"

"........."

"He is you." Song Suqing smiled innocently, "I didn't do anything, I just wrote a poem."

"What poem?" Su Yunche stared at him.

He knew Song Suqing well, this bastard had a great ability to write poems blindly, if he could write him into a poem, it probably wouldn't be a good poem, otherwise Wen Jiang wouldn't have said that Su Mengmeng was his sister-in-law.

"Er..." Song Suqing moved back a few steps, his little brother also lowered his head, chuckled, and muttered, "Yun Xiang's clothes are beautiful, and I want to fuck Su Mengmeng..."

"Heh!" Su Yunche chuckled, his eyes narrowed, "Go to sleep on the floor before I get angry."

"it is good……"

Song Suqing quickly took out the mat from the closet and spread it on the floor, then carefully threw the pillow on the mat in front of Su Yunche.

"Brother Che, good night..." He lay on the ground, grinning at Su Yunche, "And... I love you."

Su Yunche's eyes flickered, he fell asleep slowly, stared at him, and muttered softly: "I love you too."

But the next morning, when Su Yunche woke up, he found that he was lying in someone's arms, steaming, and someone's something was still touching him.

Immediately, he became angry and kicked over: "Damn, you really are greedy for me!"

A certain person crawled out from under the bed in a daze, and said sleepily, "I'm not, I'm not, Brother Che, listen to me..."

The author has something to say: This chapter is actually the content of the previous chapter, but I separated it, so this chapter is short.

In addition, open the dungeon of spreading dog food without shame or impetuosity.