MTL - Taking Part in a Survival Game with My Brother-Chapter 170 I'm sick, I'm lustful

  Chapter 170 I have a disease, I am lustful

  The overhead chandelier is on, dazzling.

  Lu Yang raised his eyes to look at him with his expression unchanged, but the emotion on his chiseled face remained unchanged.

  In the room that was too quiet, her voice was as clear as summer spring water: "The person in the photo is you."

  She is comfortable with the past, comfortable, and doesn't hold back, but it doesn't mean she will turn a blind eye or close one eye. Treat the past as if it didn't exist.

  The familiar yet strange mysterious aura about him made her impossible to ignore.

  Jiang Yanzhou pressed the cup with his slender fingers, exerting force, veins popped up, and for a moment, with intense eyes, he asked her: "Lu Yang, do you like me?"

  He vaguely felt that the relationship between the two fell to a freezing point for a moment.

  Lu Yang glanced at his hand, which was so powerful that it seemed to crush the cup, she reached out and took the cup in his hand, and put it on the table beside her, "It's this question again."

  She raised her head, the skin on her neck was white and delicate, her eyes were as clear as glass, and her plump lips pursed into a smile: "I don't believe that your ability to deal with emergencies is so weak."

  After a while, Jiang Yanzhou pulled her wrist, hugged her tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "Well, it's us."

  The man's body was a little hot, Lu Yang clasped his hands on his hard and strong back, and a clear smell lingered in his nostrils.

   asked softly and slowly, "Why don't I have an impression?"

  She didn't want to blame him, she just wanted to make sure.

   "When you are so busy, you will throw me aside," Jiang Yanzhou's voice was low and magnetic, with invisible attraction, "It was you who forgot me, you have to make it up to me."

   Come here to turn the guest into the master and feel wronged.

  Lu Yang smiled, "Tell me what happened before, and I'll decide whether to make you up or not after I finish."

   Now that things have happened, Jiang Yanzhou also understands that if he keeps concealing it, it will only be counterproductive.

  Lies have never been established since ancient times, and he will not deceive her.

   "Go to our house," he said.

   "Lin Yuan?" she asked.

"Um."

  Not long after Lu Yang came back, he put on a thick coat without changing his pajamas, and followed him to Linyuan.

   Perhaps, a little crazy.

   On the highway, she looked at the night outside the window, thinking so.

  It was still snowing, passing by the entrance of the mall, saw someone selling candied haws, Jiang Yanzhou got out of the car and bought two.

  Linyuan was empty.

  Lu Yang asked curiously: "Why is there no one?"

   "Jiang Ruzi is coming back today, Jiang Jinshi will follow her, and come back tomorrow." Jiang Yanzhou explained.

  He took her to the study, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, asked her to sit down, and made her a glass of milk.

  Lu Yang saw a book on the table at a glance.

  The Brothers Karamazov.

  She has read this book several times and recommended it to He Kongqing. Last time he asked her about the point of view in it, he knew that she agreed with the point of view of "loving specific people".

  Lu Yang pressed his finger on the cover of the book and opened the first page. A rubber band and a few lines of words appeared in his sight.

   Seeing the words above clearly, her pupils shrank.

   "In the realist it is not the miracle that produces belief, but the belief that produces miracles."

   "LY, good doctor."

  Her handwriting.

  When Jiang Yanzhou came up with a drink, Lu Yang was staring at the book.

  He approached and handed it to her.

  Lu Yang took a sip of the milky drink, put it on the table, rolled his eyes, and asked, "Can we talk?"

  Jiang Yanzhou rubbed her head: "Why are you in such a hurry."

  He took out a thick picture album from the bookshelf.

  Jiang Yanzhou sat on the sofa and stretched out his hand to pull her onto his lap. Pulling flexibly with five fingers, Lu Yang's coat slipped off.

   "Why did you take off your coat?" She was slightly surprised, "There must be something **** in the album, right?"

  Jiang Yanzhou pressed his fingertips lightly on her forehead, and said with a smile, "If you want to see it, I will draw it for you when the time comes."

  Lu Yang touched his nose, "I'm not very interested."

  He hugged her, her back pressed against his chest, feeling his warmth.

  Jiang Yanzhou held the painting album in his arm, and spread it out in front of her, and the drawing paper was reflected in her eyes.

  The girl turned her head and showed a bright smile, so bright and unrestrained.

  When we met for the first time, she was carrying a shoulder bag, a short-sleeved long coat, jeans, and white shoes. She was full of youthful vitality, but her eyes had a calmness that did not match her age.

  He was sitting, slender and lazy, his eyes were full of presumptuousness and indifference.

  The two sat facing each other, and in terms of temperament alone, he was in the upper hand, but when they were in the same frame, she was more like a supercilious superior.

  Beside Jiang Jinshi bit the egg **** and smiled sweetly: "Sister's egg **** is really delicious."

  Jiang Yanzhou: "You are not allowed to eat things from strangers."

  Jiang Jin puffed his cheeks: "Sister is not a stranger."

   "Sister, although my little uncle is not smart, but you promised to have him, so you can't return it."

Jiang Jinshi finished talking with Lu Yang, and then said to Jiang Yanzhou: "When I was in Fei's house, my sister saved me, little uncle, Mommy said that TV dramas are like this, and the benefactor saved the life of my parents, so I was able to marry him. Mommy is a girl, so I can't promise you with her body, so I can only take advantage of you, little uncle."

  Jiang Yanzhou: "..."

  Lu Yang came to Huaicheng on the one hand to study new projects, and on the other hand, Lu Mingyu has a performance that will be held in Huaicheng.

  On the fifth day she arrived in Huaicheng, when she came out of the dessert shop, a child suddenly ran over and hugged her.

  She had an impression of Jiang Jinshi, and felt that a child was not safe, so she sent him back.

  Unexpectedly, Jiang Jinshi was in a hurry to sell her little uncle, and showed her a lot of photos, among which, the one that attracted Lu Yang the most was the burst veins on the back of his hand when he exerted force.

  She collected her expression and greeted with a smile: "Hi, Lu Yang, I'm studying in the special program of medical university, what's my name?"

   "Jiang Yanzhou."

   "Water can carry a boat, but can it capsize the boat?"

  Jiang Yanzhou frowned, there was something in her words.

  Jiang Jinshi responded enthusiastically: "Yes! Sister, it's that boat!"

   "I heard that I am older than you when I was young, so let's call me by my first name." Lu Yang thought about it, and said calmly, "Or, you can call me sister just like when I was young."

   "..."

  Living in the environment of high-ranking people, Jiang Yanzhou has confronted all kinds of people since he was a child.

  Now, in just a few words of conversation, they quietly pressed the two ends.

   So at first he didn't suspect that she lied about her age.

  …

   "Am I being so fierce to you?" Lu Yang was suspicious of his words.

   "This is just an appetizer. There are still many things you are mean to me." Jiang Yanzhou complained.

   "..."

but.

  The first time they met, she was able to say that water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it, more or less because she knew his background.

  Lu Yang flipped through the photo album and stopped at the last page, she frowned.

  The girl in the painting hugged her knees and squatted for a while. She raised her head, a few strands of black lacquer hair fell down, the corners of her lips were curled up, the smile on her face was sad, and a few tears fell from her eyes.

  Tear stains, teardrops hanging from eyelashes.

  Extremely clear.

   "What is this?" Lu Yang asked.

   "We had a quarrel," Jiang Yanzhou put his chin on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "It's my fault. I shouldn't let go of your hand and let you go."

  Lu Yang remembered the information he found.

  The marriage between the son of the Jiang family and the daughter of the Su family failed.

  They were still young at that time, and it was normal for them to quarrel.

   "But... why am I not impressed by these?"

  At the same time as she asked, a hot tear fell on the back of Lu Yang's hand, and the sudden touch made her stunned.

  Forgetting her doubts for a moment, she said in amazement: "Jiang Yanzhou, you..."

  He suddenly said: "Lu Yang, I seem to be sick."

  If you are sick, you will be sick, why cry?

  Lu Yang wanted to turn around to see what was going on with him, but was stopped.

   "I have a disease, and I'm lustful." He didn't spare his voice, and his voice was charming, "Only you can cure it."

  She could feel the beating frequency of the organs in his chest cavity.

   "You felt so comfortable yesterday, will you continue tonight?" he asked.

   "..."

   "Restraint." Lu Yang bumped his elbow back, "It's not good to be too angry."

   "I'm mature." Jiang Yanzhou said, "You said, generally speaking, men don't mature until they are 22 to 24 years old. I'm about to be 26. I can't be more familiar."

  Lu Yang: "..."

  Jiang Yanzhou sucked her ears, took a long breath, wrapped his big hands around her waist, and asked, "Why haven't you been to the set recently?"

   "Hospitals and schools are busy."

   Mentioning this, Lu Yang remembered that editor Qiao sent her a message every day, rain or shine, to persuade her to participate in the show.

  "Why did Editor Qiao say that you would agree to make an emotional scene when I agreed to take the role?"

   "Women and husbands can do whatever they want."

   "..."

  Lu Yang said: "I'm not good at acting, so I can't act, how about I recommend other actors to you?"

   "My acting skills are not good either." Jiang Yanzhou said, "I don't want anyone else."

  Lu Yang: "..."

  If your acting skills are not good, no one will dare to say that your acting skills are good.

  She was deceived by his acting skills.

  Jiang Yanzhou took the candied haws on the crystal table with his long arms, and tore off a layer of paper. The syrup inside was a little broken. He handed it to her: "Eat something sweet."

"Um."

  Lu Yang bit the sweet and sour hawthorn, listening to him continue talking about the album, tired of sitting in his arms, she changed her posture and sat cross-legged beside him.

  After eating the last one, Jiang Yanzhou gave her another one.

  Lu Yang declined politely: "I can't eat too much, my taste buds are full of the taste of candied haws now, I guess there will be more tomorrow morning."

  Jiang Yanzhou stared at her eyes, and the next second, his eyes fell on her lips.

  He reached out and gently lifted her chin, kissed her deeply, and plundered wantonly. After a long time, his eyes were deep and he asked, "Is there any more?"

  Lu Yang felt a little numb, "...no more."

  Jiang Yanzhou put down the album, picked up a hawthorn with his fingers, handed it to her mouth, fed it in, and quickly moved closer.

   Rolling.

   A long kiss.

  This time it was candied haws, and last time it was frosted hawthorn. He seems to be obsessed with this kind of things.

  If the purpose of tying her hair is to build her heart and give her a chance to escape, then... now?

  In the cold winter night, the blood is rolling, a little comfortable, but also a little resistant.

  As if wanting to refuse but still welcome, he pushed harder.

  Lu Yang hooked his neck desperately, and slowly rubbed the hair on the back of his head with his hands, as if soothing a wronged pet.

  Jiang Yanzhou withdrew her lips, and asked in a low voice, as if tempting: "Are you responsible for the things you domesticated?"

  Lu Yang's cheeks were dyed crimson, and he stared at him in a daze: "Thing? Are you a thing?"

   "I'm your boyfriend, your polar bear."

  Lu Yang shook his head: "The polar bear looks clumsy, but you look smart, you are not a polar bear."

  Jiang Yanzhou smiled inexplicably, "Then what am I?"

  Lu Yang blurted out: "You are the first snow in winter."

  Snow smart snow.

  Lu Yang realized that his words were numb. Before he could save his words, he saw Jiang Yanzhou's Adam's apple rolling. Then, his eyes darkened, he hugged her tightly, and lingered on her neck.

   "Didn't you go to find Lu Yang? Why..." He came back so soon.

  Zhao Yanshu walked to the door of the study, but stopped in vain. He froze.

  Why did he speak loudly, why did he open his mouth!

  Jiang Yanzhou didn't let go of Lu Yang, but still hugged her, but her arms were a little looser. She was wearing pajamas, and a button on the neckline was rubbed off at some point, so she couldn't directly talk to Zhao Yan now.

  Zhao Yanshu turned around knowingly.

  Jiang Yanzhou took his windbreaker and put it on Lu Yang, complaining in his heart that he didn't lock the door, with his usual expression: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

   "It's okay, I just came back to get clothes for Xiao Shi, and when I saw the light was on, I wanted to ask...You guys continue...Continue..."

  Zhao Yanshu was terrified, fearing that his job would be lost, so he ran away quickly and closed the door behind him.

  Lu Yang looked at the closed door: "..."

  Jiang Yanzhou adjusted her clothes, lowered her eyebrows and said meekly: "I have no experience this time, I will lock the door next time."

   "..."

  Zhao Yanshu regretted that he had no time to pat himself on the head, and the crisp sound of high heels suddenly sounded, followed by a familiar female voice.

"what's up?"

  Jiang Ruzi waited downstairs for a while, and felt that her precious son's clothes still had to be matched by Mommy herself.

  So, she went in to choose Jiang Jinshi's clothes by herself, but saw Zhao Yanshu's head was as low as a quail, and he looked guilty.

   She was really puzzled.

   "You are here to get the clothes, not to steal them. Why do you look so sneaky?"

  Zhao Yanshu's head suddenly flashed white, and when he was in a trance, Jiang Ruzi was already stepping on the stairs, walking gracefully.

   "I... this... Jiang Yanzhou..."

   "Look at you who have never seen the world," Jiang Ruzi disapproved, "As long as Jiang Yanzhou is not dead, there is no need to be surprised."

  The door of the upstairs study room was opened again, and Lu Yang and Jiang Yanzhou walked out from inside.

  Jiang Ruzi paused, staring at them with flickering long eyelashes.

   Messy hair, neck marks.

   Terrible, my brother is enlightened!

  Jiang Ruzi leaned on the stairs, her eyes flicked between the two, and she smiled shrewdly, "Isn't it just my brother who brought his girlfriend home? What's so surprising."

  Zhao Yanshu: "?"

Are you talking about me?

  Lu Yang did not expect that the first time he met Jiang Ruzi would be this kind of scene, it was countless times more embarrassing than expected.

  Jiang Yanzhou clasped her wrist with his fingertips, "Don't worry, I'm here."

   "You are forever responsible for what you tame."

"little Prince"

  

  

  (end of this chapter)