Chapter 9: My Bastard Brother 9
The two went back to the villa together, and as soon as Grapefruit turned his head, he was pressed against the wall by Xining.
"My lovely sister, when did she hide it from me." Xining looked down at her dangerously, with some complexity in her eyes.
A dangerous atmosphere permeated the two of them, and as if Grapefruit hadn't heard it, Green Onion's fingertips lifted and hooked Xining's chin, and then pushed.
Xining's head was pushed away by her, a little annoyed, but still smiling.
"My sister is really unkind to me." He licked the corners of his mouth, and when he found that it had cracked some, he licked it again.
"Why should I be polite to you?" Grapefruit asked rhetorically, her tone was cold, and it was a little difficult to catch what she meant.
"I'm your brother." Xining lowered her head softly and gently, so that she could only raise her head to look at him.
"What about my brother, can you give me candy?" Grapefruit chuckled, and in her opinion, Xining didn't look as good as the portrait hanging on the wall behind her.
The lights in the corridor were dim, and the atmosphere between the two of them was a little tense in this quiet space.
Xining tilted her head, "Sugar? ”
Then he licked his mouth, "Yes." As he spoke, he went down and forcibly grabbed her on the chin and kissed her.
Grapefruit wanted to move away the moment he bent his head, but he was grabbed by his chin and simply didn't move.
The cold lips smelled of blood, and the warm tongue wanted to stick in.
Grapefruit's eyes looked at him coldly, and when he saw that his eyes were closed, his expression was cold.
opened his mouth and bit hard, the smell of blood was permeated, his tongue trembled slightly, and he still stuck in hard.
"+10 opinion, +20 current opinion."
After a long time, Xining removed his mouth, breathing with a slight gasp, and an unknown light in his eyes.
Tilting his head slightly, he smiled, "Is it sweet?" The young man's soft voice seemed to be coquettish.
The slender arm was raised, and a slap came.
Xining tilted his head as if he couldn't feel pain, and the corner of his mouth bit and a trace of blood flowed down.
"Isn't it sweet?"
The boy laughed to himself, his eyes fixed on her, and a low chuckle came out of his throat, and the whole hallway was filled with a faint sound.
Seeing his perverted appearance, Grapefruit sneered, and there was merciless contempt in his eyes, "What no one wants." ”
Hearing this sarcasm, Xining's chest rose and fell a few times, and the smile slowly disappeared from his mouth, "You say it again?" ”
After hearing this, Grapefruit raised her head and stared at him coldly, her mouth wandering with banter, and she chuckled, "Isn't it?"
Xining suddenly smiled too, tilted his head and said softly without a trace of emotion, "Yes, yes, yes." "It's cold and biting.
"Like a sister."
The arm was raised and pinched Grapefruit's neck, slowly exerting force, trying to lift her up, and his eyes were cold.
"And then, what?" was pinched by the neck, the air was blocked little by little, and Grapefruit's face turned red, but he was still smiling, and he didn't care about talking.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xining was kicked to the other side of the corridor and slammed into the wall behind him, he squatted down, covered his chest and coughed a few times.
"And then?"
Grapefruit walked up to him, squatted down and stroked his face, and gently pressed to his ear.
"It's better than you."
This sound was like a murmur, but also like a love word, and the tone was charming, like a chuckle of silver bells one after another.
"Come on, my brother."
Standing up, turning, Grapefruit disappears around the corner of the hallway.