Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Warm Morning

Happiness is actually quite simple.

Because a person, because of one thing, because of a move, will let you see the light of day.

At this time, Cheng Hao was completely dissipated because of a person and a text message.

"Last night, you beat me... Junior... Junior. ”

Looking at the text message displayed on the mobile phone screen, he suddenly laughed after not smiling all night, what am I getting more and more rare about you!

"I need you to apologize to him. ”

It seems that Cheng Hao didn't reply to the message, and at this time, on the other side of the phone, Zhi'en, who was lying on a big white bed, raised his foot and kicked the quilt off his body dissatisfied, staring at the phone with unkind eyes.

Just when Zhien had unconsciously exited the text message interface, opened the photo bar, and was about to send two photos of the stimulation point to the other party, reminding the guy on the other side that he could not ignore himself, the mobile phone vibrated slightly.

"He said bad things about you, so I beat him. ”

After reading Cheng Hao's text message, because he had just woken up in the morning, Zhi'en had not been drawn with an eyebrow pencil, although it was not very amazing, but his still good-looking eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and his white little hands quickly typed out four words on his mobile phone and sent it out: "What do you say about me?"

"He said that you are his girlfriend and wants to break up with you and want to teach you a lesson, so I didn't hold back. ”

Looking at the content of the text message, Zhien's beautiful and moving eyes, when he didn't know it, had already bent out of a good-looking arc.

"I'm going to eat sour tonight. ”

"Okay, I'll make you sauerkraut fish in the evening. ”

Except for the first time, this is the longest text message chat between the two, there is no mutual bickering, there is just a faint warmth.

Putting down the mobile phone, Li Zhien spread out his hands, sat up in a backstroke posture on the bed, and finally moved his hands and feet to the side of the bed, then sat up and climbed out of bed, and walked towards the outside of the bedroom with a vigorous waist, which is the most vivid embodiment of the word "lazy", and there is no one left.

As Lee Ji Eun opened the bedroom door and walked out, in the originally quiet house in the early morning, a stunning three-section treble suddenly sounded and echoed for a long time: "Lee Jong-hoon, you roll up for me~~~." ”

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"Kids, get ready to get up for lunch. ”

Putting down the phone, Cheng Hao turned over and got up from the bed, opened the bedroom directly and walked out, and on the way to the bathroom, he knocked on the doors of Lin Xiaolu and Xu Zehao respectively.

"Ahsi, brother, let's rest today, can you let me sleep a little longer. ”

Xu Zehao, who was wearing a pair of floral pants, opened the bedrooms and walked out, looking at Cheng Hao, who was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Hehe~, is this the little wild cat back?"

Lin Xiaolu pushed the bridge of his nose and black-framed glasses against his messy hair, and glanced at Cheng Hao, who was in the bathroom and refreshed with a new spirit, as always with a poisonous tongue.

"What are you two muttering, stinky boy, why do I feel like you're saying bad things about me again? ”

Raising his head and rinsing his mouth, Cheng Hao turned his head to look at the two younger brothers who were talking to each other, and scolded.

"Damn spring, it's always capricious, that's why I hate spring!"

Being stared at by Cheng Hao's suspicious gaze, Lin Xiaolu rubbed his temples very emotionally.

"Brother, the fawn is saying that you have spring. ”

His eyes rolled, as if he had thought of some bad idea, Xu Zehao secretly glanced at Lin Xiaolu beside him, suddenly raised his hand, and reported to Cheng Hao.

"Fool, can you grow your brains. ”

As if he had already seen the ending, Lin Xiaolu looked at Xu Zehao, who raised his hand and made his own small report, and shook his head speechlessly.

"Hehe~, it seems that your kid has itchy skin, and he actually said that your brother is spring. ”

With two sneers, Cheng Hao put the toothbrush back into the cup with an expressionless face, picked up his towel and wiped his face, and walked towards Xu Zehao with an unkind face with a flicking wrist.

"Brother, brother, brother, don't come here, it was Xiaolu who said it, not me. ”

Looking at Cheng Hao, who was approaching him, Xu Zehao couldn't help but take two steps back in fear, and hurriedly waved his hand to explain.

"But I only heard you say, okay, don't retreat, come by yourself, or let me be caught and punished severely. ”

After Cheng Hao finished speaking, he pounced directly at Xu Zehao, at this time his body was no longer old, speaking of which, in fact, he was only 22 years old.

"Boring. ”

Looking at the two people who were scuffling together, Lin Xiaolu muttered, taking advantage of the two of them to fight, he inserted a team and walked towards the bathroom by the way, this small family also has its own rules, that is, everything must be taken first.

"Ah, Lin Xiaolu is the first person to get up today, and you are not allowed to cut the line. ”

Xu Zehao, who was pressed on the sofa by Cheng Hao and rubbed, saw the deer walking slowly towards the bathroom out of the corner of his eye, and he was suddenly anxious, who didn't have a hurry to get up in the morning.

"Who cares about you. ”

Hearing Xu Zehao's anxious roar, Lin Xiaolu pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose and walked directly into the bathroom.

"Brother, Xiaolu doesn't follow the rules, you let me go, I'm going to implement family law. ”

Seeing that there was no hope of forcibly breaking free, Xu Zehao could only look at Cheng Hao pitifully, hoping that his brother would let go of himself, but his bladder was about to explode.

"Yes, you can go!"

In Xu Zehao's surprised gaze, Cheng Hao got up directly, got down from Xu Zehao, and let Xu Zehao go with a smile.

"Kang Sanmida, Lin Xiaolu, get out of here, I got up first. ”

Getting up from the sofa, Xu Zehao thanked his brother gratefully, and then rushed towards the bathroom with a roar.

"Bang~. ”

In Lin Xiaolu's silent sneer, the only thing that responded to Xu Zehao was the glass door that was reslammed shut.

", Brother Lu, you can't be like this~. ”

Sticking to the glass, Xu Zehao pressed his lower abdomen with one hand, and patted the glass door desperately with the other hand and was about to cry, at this time he seemed to have forgotten what to say in Korean, and begged in Mandarin throughout the whole process.

Looking at Xu Zehao's miserable appearance, Cheng Hao didn't speak, just leaned quietly on the sofa and watched with a smile, because he knew that Xiaolu would definitely open the door at the end.

And Cheng Hao likes to watch his two younger brothers fight since he was a child, although Xu Zehao is always bullied, but Cheng Hao doesn't care who wins and who loses, all he cares about is the process, after all, it's very interesting, isn't it?

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