He Yan Xinye's affectionate confession made He Yan Zhiheng fall silent. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

From his birth to the present, he has never heard such a confession of deep affection that almost overflows from the words. As a man, he was very excited. What moved his heart was not only the confession, but also the unconcealed pure jade body of He Yan Xinye. It appeared in front of He Yan Zhiheng like a newborn baby, and as long as he moved his mind, it was his.

But He Yan Zhiheng is not just a man, he is also Yan Xinye's brother.

"Xinye, put on your clothes."

He turned his back and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"This time the joke was too much. As a girl, you have to be self-respecting. ”

Even if it's a stupid person like He Yan Zhiheng, he knows that what his sister is doing is not for jokes. But at this moment, he can only take it as a joke, because it has to be a joke.

"I'm going to leave tomorrow for Byronsburg. We've been out for too long, and Mel will worry about our ...... I'm not going to tell anyone about tonight, just as if it didn't happen. I'm tired and need to rest, so go back to your room. ”

The tone of his speech to Yan Zhiheng was much tougher than usual. By the time he said the first words, he could already hear his sister slumping to the ground, and her sobbing. But he could only harden his heart and say the latter words, because he was a Taerong man and an elder brother of Yan Xinye.

The most important thing is that at this time he has realized his feelings for the bird. Even if He Yan Xinye is not his sister, he will not accept her confession, because the person he loves is not He Yan Xinye. If he could, he would now like to fly back to Byronsburg, cuddle the bird in his arms, and then shout the words of marriage with all his might.

"Brother Zhiheng ......"

"I'm tired, Xinye."

He Yan Zhiheng walked to the window, closed his eyes and sighed.

"I'm really tired."

Why......

He Yan Xinye grabbed the pajamas that were pressed under her by her, bit her lower lip, and looked at He Yan Zhiheng's back angrily.

Why don't you accept me? Why am I kidding? Is it just because I'm your sister?!

You are my Brother Zhiheng! It's mine!

She stood up, pounced on He Yan Zhiheng again, hugged him from behind, and pressed her body tightly against him.

"Brother Zhiheng, I really love you...... I want you ......"

"Xinye!"

His sister's willfulness made He Yan Zhiheng unbearable, he grabbed his sister's arm, forcibly pulled them away from him, and then pushed hard behind him, causing He Yan Xinye to fall to the ground.

"Stop messing around!"

This is the first time that He Yan Zhiheng has been angry with his sister since he was born.

"I'm your brother! It was, it is, and it will always be! ”

"I don't care!!"

He Yan Xinye struggled to get up from the ground and hugged his brother's thigh again.

"I love you! I want you to love me! Love me alone! ”

He Yan Xin closed his eyes at night, hugged his brother's thigh, and was ready to be pushed away again, but this time He Yan Zhiheng didn't give up. He raised his hand high and wanted to slap his sister, but when his hand fell, he gently stroked his sister's head.

"Xinye, I'm sorry, I already have someone I like."

The expected violent means did not appear, which surprised He Yanxinye. Her brain suddenly calmed down, and after listening to her brother's words, she immediately realized who his brother's favorite person was.

"But she doesn't like you."

The corners of Yan Xinye's mouth curled slightly, as if he had won the battle.

"Every time you talk to her, she looks very impatient. While you're looking at her, she's looking at someone else. Brother Zhiheng, wake up, the person who really loves you is by your side. I'm watching you all the time, and I'm never impatient with you. As long as you accept my love, we will settle in this village and live without conflict for the rest of our lives, isn't that right? ”

My sister's words were like a basin of cold water, poured on He Yan Zhiheng's head. He kept his eyes on the bird, so he knew his sister was telling the truth. The bird doesn't love himself, and although he doesn't know who the bird loves, that person must not be himself.

"But so what?"

He Yan Zhiheng held back his tears and sniffed.

"I like her, and that's enough."

This is the stubbornness of Yan Zhiheng, and it is also his way of falling in love. He loves birds, but he doesn't force them to love him. As long as the bird can be happy, he will be satisfied. Such a person often suffers a lot in life, but He Yan Zhiheng is such a gentle fool, otherwise He Yan Xinye would not fall in love with him.

He Yan Zhiheng's love for the bird made He Yan Xinye very jealous and very envious. She knows He Zhiheng very well, and knows that he only has one tendon in his head, and he will not change if he believes in one thing. But she will not give up because of this, because she feels that her love for He Yan Zhiheng will not be lost to He Yan Zhiheng's love for the bird.

He Yan Zhiheng was wearing pajamas, and after some tossing just now, his belt was already very loose. He Yanxin took advantage of his brother's unpreparedness at night and suddenly snatched his belt off. Without the restraint of the belt, the loose pajama pants fell lazily to the ground, completely exposing the lower half of the owner's body to the air.

Before He Yan Zhiheng bent down to lift his pants, He Yan Xinye grabbed his vital point. He wanted to protect his vital point, but it had already become a "hostage" of Yan Xinye, and as soon as Yan Zhiheng moved, He Yan Xinye skillfully manipulated a few times, and Yan Zhiheng, who was not in person, was immediately subdued.

For tonight's confession, He Yan Xinye has made full preparations. After the failure of the last sneak attack, she found an opportunity to ask Reading about this, and asked in more detail. After that, she ordered a small wooden stick to the size that Reettin had described, and would secretly practice it in her room whenever she had time.

The feel of actual combat and practice is completely different, both in terms of hardness and size. The "hostage" in her hand was slightly smaller than the size Reitin had described, and it was so big when she grabbed the "hostage" - in other words, He Yan Zhiheng had already reacted to He Yan Xinye's body.

Taking advantage of the fact that He Yan Zhiheng was unconscious, He Yan Xin used all his skills at night, so that He Yan Zhiheng experienced the pleasure of ascending to heaven. Not every man can be as principled at all times as Mel is. He Yan Zhiheng has an upright nature, but he does not have a strong will that can support his nature. So on this night, he became a prisoner of his sister.

The next day, the brothers and sisters of the Heyan family got up very late. After waking up, my sister was in a very good mood, but my brother's mood was very heavy, and he didn't even eat breakfast. After this, the elder brother was taken out by his sister to play, and the innkeeper went to help them tidy up their room. She found blood stains on the sheets in He Yan Zhiheng's room, so she happily took the sheets to show her husband.

In order to cooperate with his wife, the innkeeper was also happy for a while. But he knew in his heart that it wasn't necessarily a good thing. As for the reason why he thinks so, it is still the same sentence: the twisted melon is not sweet.

In the next few days, He Yanxin began to pull his brother to choose a place to build a house in the village. The villagers were very happy to see that the two were going to settle here. The foreigners also took the initiative to say that they could build houses for the brothers and sisters of the Heyan family for free. During this period, He Yan Xinye's face became better and better, and He Yan Zhiheng's face became worse and worse.

On the night of November 13, He Yan Zhiheng came to the kitchen alone while his sister was asleep. He picked up a kitchen knife, stared at it for a long time, and then took it around his neck and measured it to cut it down. At this moment, the innkeeper appeared in time and grabbed He Yan Zhiheng's arm.

These days, the innkeeper has been worried that He Yan Zhiheng will not be able to think about it, because He Yan Zhiheng will often focus on those objects that can be used to commit suicide. During the day, he and Yan Zhiheng had his sister watching, and it should be fine, so the innkeeper felt that he might come out at night to seek death. In order to protect and speak of Zhiheng, the innkeeper did not dare to sleep too hard at night, and would come out to check whenever he heard movement. He was afraid that his wife would also be worried, so he lied and said that there had been a lot of trouble in the store recently, and he had to come out to check it often.

But He Yan Zhiheng insisted on dying, and even burst out all his potential for this. The innkeeper often does hard work after coming here, but even then he can't stop him from wanting to commit suicide. In desperation, he could only kick He Yan Zhiheng's knee socket, and grabbed his arm and hit the pillar on the side when he lost his center of gravity.

He hit it hard several times, and Yan Zhiheng let go of his hand. The sound of kitchen knives falling on the ground woke up the two women in the inn, and when they saw that the man beside them was gone, they hurriedly put on their clothes and rushed out of the room, running to the kitchen where the sound of fighting was heard.

“…… Let me die! Let me die!! ”

"Young man! Don't get excited, boy! Ahh Don't get excited! Not!!!!! ”

When the two women ran to the kitchen, they and Yan Zhiheng had already used a trick to bring down the innkeeper. Although the innkeeper was hit by Yan Zhiheng with an upside-down golden hook and fell to the ground, he still grabbed He Yan Zhiheng's ankle and dragged him directly to the ground, not letting him pick up the kitchen knife.

Seeing this, the women hurried to the side of the beloved man. The innkeeper felt sorry for her husband, crying for help, and wanted to call someone to help. The villagers who were woken up heard the cry for help, and immediately picked up the guy and rushed to the hotel, and did not forget to knock on the neighbor's door a few times when going out, so that more people could get up and help.

With the efforts of everyone, He Yan Zhiheng was finally subdued, tied into zongzi with rope by the villagers, and gagged with a rag in the kitchen. After that, He Yanxin apologized to the villagers again and again. When the villagers learned the truth, they couldn't help but laugh and disperse.

The innkeeper left with the help of his wife because he wanted to check the injuries in the vital parts. Before leaving the kitchen, he didn't forget to tell He Xinye: The twisted melon is not sweet.

Twisted melons are not sweet......

After everyone left, He Yanxin sat on the cold ground at night, looking blankly at He Yan Zhiheng, who was still struggling.

It was my fault...... I hurt Brother Zhiheng......

I only think about my own happiness, but I don't think about Brother Zhiheng...... I...... I......

He Yanxin burst into tears at night, she wanted to climb to He Yan Zhiheng and hug him, but as soon as she approached He Yan Zhiheng, He Yan Zhiheng's body began to twist violently, looking very resistant.

“…… I know...... Got it......"

He Yan Xinye sniffed and wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve, but soon new tears rolled down, leaving new tear stains.

"Brother Zhiheng, we'll go back to Bairensburg tomorrow."

When He Yan Zhiheng heard this, he immediately stopped moving.