The smell of the cigarette was spicy and choking, and she coughed hard several times, still feeling like her lungs were burning.

The cigarette butt in her hand was snatched up and extinguished by Feng Chengyu as early as when she took a puff, she relieved herself, raised her eyes to look over, and found that he was frowning and staring at her.

"Good don't learn. He removed the ashtray and said in a cold tone.

"You're making me smoke secondhand all day anyway. Ding Dong looked at him, smiled casually, and coughed twice.

The blanket on her shoulders slipped a little as she coughed, revealing her rounded shoulders and half of the snow-white skin on her chest. There were still kiss marks on her slender and white neck, and Feng Chengyu only glanced at it, and felt hot all over.

He stretched out his hand to pull the blanket for her, and his tone was a little hoarse: "Then I'll quit." ”

Ding Dong leaned towards the head of the bed wrapped in a blanket, a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on his handsome face, and he paused before saying: "Are you willing to quit smoking for me, but you won't let me share your worries?"

was broken by her words, Feng Chengyu gently hooked his lips, and finally sighed lightly: "Think too much." ”

Seeing that he still refused to speak, Ding Dong felt a little lost.

After a moment of silence, Feng Chengyu got up and walked in the direction of the bathroom, not forgetting to ask her, "Wash together?"

Ding Dong pursed his lips and shook his head.

Seeing him walk into the bathroom, Ding Dong shrugged his shoulders and sat on the bed in a daze.

She felt that she was like a silk plant now, and she needed to rely on Feng Chengyu to survive. She wanted to help him, but he never lacked anything, and he didn't need her negligible help.

And his temperament is too introverted, even if he encounters any difficulties, he will not take the initiative to speak to her.

She exhaled a long breath, bent over, and reached for the pajamas that he casually ripped off and threw on the ground, and when she was about to put it on her body, she found that the neckline was a little open, and the white thread was warped, which was very conspicuous.

She looked at it for a while, and subconsciously wanted to find Feng Chengyu's lighter and wanted to burn it, but there was no one on the bedside table.

He had just smoked, where could he put it?

She hesitated for a moment, leaned over, and reached for her suit pants on the other side of the bed.

Shaking his pants pocket, he couldn't find a lighter, but he felt the bulging corners, like folded paper.

Ding Dong was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the location of the bathroom, and the sound of rushing water kept ringing in his ears.

She pursed her lips and reached out to pull out the thing.

For example, the report and other proofs are particularly eye-catching in the upper part of the letter: Affinity Identification Certificate.

When Feng Chengyu came out naked after taking a shower, he saw Ding Dong sitting on the edge of the bed, using his lighter to burn the thread on his clothes.

He smiled a little, "If you can't wear it, you can change it, why help me save money?"

Ding Dong raised his eyelids and glanced at him lazily, and replied lightly: "I used to make up for my own clothes when they were torn, but now it has become a sin to perm the thread." ”

After speaking, she had finished the last thread, and she picked up the dress and looked at it, showing a rather satisfied smile.

Then she turned her head to look at him, "I'll iron your clothes for you, too?"

Feng Chengyu put away his clothes expressionlessly, "No." ”

A hand-made high-end suit, a ghost with a wired head.

Ding Dong didn't think so, and threw the metal lighter in the direction of the bedside table.

Knock –

After a muffled sound, the lighter hit the edge of the cabinet and fell on the carpet.

Feng Chengyu walked over, bent down to pick it up, and put it on the bedside table.

"This bedside table is too narrow, and the lighter just fell to the ground, so I searched for a long time. She muttered quietly.

"Hmm, a big one?" Feng Chengyu lay on the bed and covered the quilt, looking at her sideways, his body after bathing exuded a charming fragrance.

"Forget it. Ding Dong crawled into his arms with his waist, and his hands touched his psoas muscles dishonestly, and the tight touch on his hands was inexplicably reassuring.

"Not taking a bath?" Feng Chengyu stretched out his hand to hug her, lowered his head and kissed her hair, closed his eyelids and asked in a muffled voice.

"I don't want to wash. Ding Dong put his side face against his chest, listened to his powerful heartbeat, and replied in a muffled voice: "I have your smell on my body." ”

Feng Chengyu chuckled very lowly.

"True color. He said so.

"How can it compare to you?" Ding Dong protested in a low voice.

Feng Chengyu didn't speak again, and reached out to turn off the light in the room, leaving only a warm yellow sleeping lamp at the head of the bed.

The two of them kept hugging each other, and they didn't move for a long time, the room was quiet, and no one spoke again, as if they were asleep.

It wasn't until Ding Dong finally couldn't hold it anymore that he opened his mouth and shouted in a low voice: "Feng Chengyu." ”

He quickly replied, "Yes." ”

The voice was so low that it seemed to come from his chest, and Ding Dong leaned against his chest, only to feel that his ears were buzzing.

"Mu Lingchu, who is it?" she asked in a low voice.

As soon as the words fell, she felt Feng Chengyu's body stiffen suddenly, I don't know if it was an illusion, she felt that his body temperature seemed to have dropped by a few degrees.

"See?" he asked, in a deep voice.

When he was just packing his clothes, he remembered that the appraisal report was in his trouser pocket, although he knew that the chance of her seeing it was very small, but he didn't expect that such a small chance would be for her to bump into.

"Hmm. Ding Dong nodded in his arms, his soft hair scratching the skin on his chest, itchy, "It says above, he and you are ...... Half-sibling relations. ”

Half-siblings, i.e., half-siblings or half-brothers.

Feng Chengyu...... Isn't there supposed to be no siblings?

After not getting his answer for a long time, Ding Dong couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at him, but saw that he was looking at himself with a pair of deep eyes, and his deep-set eye sockets were hidden under the shadows, showing a pair of dark eyes that were even more embarrassed.

"He's my dad's illegitimate son, my half-brother. He spoke in a deep voice, saying this, the expression on his face did not change, but he could see some obvious complex emotions from his tone, "My father sent them to live in country M for more than 20 years in order to protect him and his mother, and I only learned about his existence today." ”

Ding Dong listened for a while, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Her mood is also delicate right now.

Imagine that if she is Feng Chengyu and has lived a life like a proud son of the sky for more than 20 years, suddenly one day, a stranger will run up to her and say to herself, I am your unmasked younger brother, and your father cheated on my mother more than 20 years ago, which no one can accept.

Even Ding Dong felt ridiculous, let alone Feng Chengyu.

He is so proud and lonely, and when he suddenly learns such news, I am afraid it will be difficult to accept it for a while.