Her hair was wet with sweat, and several strands of black hair stuck to her white forehead to add a bit of fragility. Her delicate and tall nose and perfectly shaped lips were staring at him expressionlessly, without any turbulence in her eyes, as if she didn't take Ji Liangchuan in front of her at all.

Ji Liangchuan, who has never been treated like this before, naturally couldn't stand it.

But the next second he suddenly laughed again, and pushed his hand holding the collar back. Wen Xien fell back due to inertia, but did not fall to the ground, but instead put a warm body on her.

Wen Xien was stunned at first, and after reacting, his originally dim eyes suddenly lit up.

Turning his head, he saw the delicate and tender boy smiling, the dimples at the corner of his mouth were soft, and his voice was hoarse: "Brother."

The young man grabbed the boy's arm excitedly and said hoarsely, "Jiang Chun, let's go home, we go home."

The young man was so excited that he was incoherent.

Jiang Chun smiled with a smile, without any panic or movement at all. He reached out to wrap his arms around Wen Xien's neck.

"Go home? Why do you have to go home? My brother stay here to play with me."

Wen Xien was stunned, his mind was blank, and he asked in disbelief: "Play?"

He recovered and realized that Jiang Chun lied to him. Jiang Chun wanted to see his jokes, everything was fake!

He was like a dog, and was fooled by them.

When the boy saw that the young man's eyes had already lit up, Jiang Chun's heart suddenly stinged for some reason.

Jiang Chun couldn't help but tighten his arms, buried his head on the young man's neck, smelling the familiar fragrance, and trying to ignore inexplicable emotions.

He said gritting his teeth, "Wen Xien, do you know how much I hate you?"

Wen Xien felt the breath sprayed on his skin and closed his eyes exhausted, "Jiang Chun, I am your brother, you can't treat me like this."

Ji Liangchuan raised his eyebrows, smiled carelessly, and his smile was not in his eyes: "It's just a dog from the Jiang family, so what kind of brother is it?"

The unhappy and irritable emotions made Jiang Chun's face look extremely ugly. He didn't understand why he had such emotions. It was obviously the result he wanted, but when he said it from someone else's mouth, he couldn't accept it.

Wen Xien slowly lowered his head, revealing his slender, snow-white neck that seemed to be broken. He was silent and did not want to speak nonsense and humiliate himself.

In the end, it was the Jiang family who came and brought Wen Xien out.

Jiang Chun thought of Wen Xien's last look at him, walked around impatiently. He suddenly looked back at Ji Liangchuan, who was still leisurely.

He asked in a panic: "Will we scare my brother too much? I didn't want to hurt him."

What a simple and stupid thing that almost made Ji Liangchuan laugh, "How could it be? Your brother is so gentle. As long as you coax it, wouldn't it be fine? Besides, we didn't do anything."

Jiang Chun frowned. After all, he was still a young and energetic boy. He was a little scared, afraid that Wen Xien would hold a grudge against him, but he was not so scared when he thought of the gentle character of the young man. He also felt excited that he had finally broken the young man's gentle mask.

Ji Liangchuan took all his expressions into his eyes. He closed his eyes and poured his upper body onto the sofa. The pale and beautiful face of the young man appeared in his mind.

I don’t know what the scenery inside will be like after tearing apart the gentle surface.

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(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!