Forbidden Butterfly

[Fake bones of brother and sister｜Force and robbery｜Dog training literature｜The sincerity of rotten people｜Meat and vegetable combination] Before she turned eighteen, Jiang Yu called Jiang Yu her brother for seventeen years. Later, the paternity test was spread out in front of everyone, and she became the one with "an unfair reputation". He drove her out of the house with his own hands and brought her back with his own hands. The method is ridiculous and not very respectable - two hundred thousand a month, on call. It was secretly rumored in the upper class circles that he kept a canary and played songs every night, which was completely ridiculous. No one knew that he spent the whole night smoking on the balcony when he drove her away. Jiang Yu thought he had grasped her lifeline. But she slept in his bed, spent his money, turned around and dared to make secret connivance with his mortal enemy, claiming that she would personally pull him down from the altar. "... Jiang Yu. Don't look at me like this." Don't see how he covered every inch of her body with hickeys, and don't see how she drenched him with tears. Later, Hong Kong media photographed the arrogant eldest son of the Chiang family kneeling on one knee on the roadside late at night just to put on a high-heeled shoe for his drunk sister. Jiang Yu hated being manipulated most in his life, but he was addicted to Jiang Yu. ——Fuck brother and sister, I am your man. But she stood in front of the camera and smiled meekly: "Mr. Jiang Yu and I are just family members." ＊ Jiang Yu had a long dream at night. She dreamed that one winter in middle school, she skipped class and went to Lan Kwai Fong to drink. She was blocked by a drunk in an alley and couldn't get out. He rushed in with his car, kicked those people away, and took her by the collar and stuffed her into the passenger seat. She asked drunkenly: "Aren't you annoying me the most? What do you care about me?" He said nothing. After driving far away, I heard him chewing on a cigarette and cursing in a low voice: "Because it's you. It can only be you." There are no unreasonable preferences or exceptions. Where does fate come from, where does luck come from. Small theater·Title Jiang Yu: I've been calling you brother for eighteen years, but you still haven't had enough? Jiang Yu: 1. Jiang Yu:? Jiang Yu: Got it, boss. Jiang Yu: ... Call something else. Jiang Yu: Dad? Jiang Yu:......^ ^ ＊ Cunning, fun and bad cat x grumpy and aggrieved bad dog Both the male and female protagonists have imperfect personalities and are egoistic, while the male protagonist has slightly lower morals. The age difference is 5 years, there is no blood relationship, and there is no emotional line during the relationship. He cookies Private facilities like mountains ———— Push for pre-receipt of the document "It Doesn't Snow in London" Physicists say photons linger at the edge of the event horizon for a long time before escaping a black hole. Just like that day in a small membership-only club in Mayfair, Jin Shiyue tried to hide her gaze, but Liang Zhiyun just held the wine glass and accurately captured her soul through the chaotic crowd. Later she found out that he was the youngest tenured professor at Imperial College. The solitary genius, the gentle sonnets, the untouchable absolute rationality on the altar. He dismantles the mysteries of the universe on the podium and captures microscopic tremors in the laboratory. He is cold, restrained and impeccable. Only Jin Shiyue had seen him after peeling off his elegant shell. In the apartment with constant temperature all year round in South Kensington, she abandoned some of her gentlemanly etiquette duties. The man carefully kissed her sweaty back while controlling her breathing with his palms. "The nights in London are long enough for you to learn something. But the choice is yours." He lowered his head and touched the side of her neck with the tip of his nose. "I'm just suggesting you think through the consequences." "Now. Beg me, good boy." Jin Shiyue didn't understand at that time. The consequence he said was that she would never be able to fall in love with a mediocre soul for years to come. ＊ After graduation and returning to China, he didn't come to see me off. Jin Shiyue deleted all his contact information, thinking that the tacit understanding between adults ends with lips and teeth and is covered by time. The rain, fog, wind and moon in London, together with that elegant man, should have been thrown under ten thousand meters in the air. Until a piece of news spread across social networks. Liang Zhiyun resigned as a tenured professor at Imperial College London and left the Blackett Laboratory. At the same time, he announced in a high profile that he would return to China and join the Liang family. A huge shock to the upper class society and academic circles. "The rain in London is too wet for my liking." Reunited after a long absence, the man was wearing precious white sandalwood, looking down at her, the dark fire in his eyes finally undisguised. "I don't like my moon shining on others." "Professor..." "Shh, we're not at school now." "——Mrs. Liang, or beg me. You choose one." Purpose: Love and Responsibility