Your Body Fragrance Smells Really Good [Pseudo-Bone]

——This book has been expanded into a short and medium-length novel, and the first 8 chapters will be replaced before 12.15—— [Cold and old-fashioned Shou vs. Able to pretend to be damp and gloomy] Zhou Yu is the adopted son of the Zhou family, the largest family in City A, and his younger brother Shen Yan is the true young master of the Zhou family whom he has found. They are close to each other. It was an extremely dark night when he realized something was wrong with his brother. With a splitting headache, he got up to get painkillers, only to find a person half-crouching on his body. The man was close to him, his hands restlessly roaming over his body. He grabbed the hand and asked, "What are you doing?" Shen Yan raised his head from his chest and asked with a smile: "Brother, do you feel it?" Zhou Yu's scalp exploded and he hurriedly shook off the man's hand, showing his angry face for the first time. "Get lost." Shen Yan really left. However, every night after that, every time Zhou Yu closed his eyes, what appeared was his younger brother's face with an aggressive smile. . For Shen Yan, the person who rescued him from the quagmire was God. At the banquet, my brother was poured down glasses of red wine, and his snow-white cheeks became flushed. So he half-supported and half-carried his brother to the hotel room that had been opened long ago. In the darkness, his brother's suppressed breathing became a breeding ground for his desire. He lowered his eyebrows and helped his brother express his feelings for the first time; in the sealed room, his subordinates allowed him to do whatever he wanted. After it was over, his eyes were crazy, but his hand gently touched the man's peaceful sleeping face. Brother, you are mine, so you can only look at me. . In the airtight cell, he buried his head in his brother's neck and sniffed frantically. "Brother, every time I see you talking to other people, I can't help but want to strangle them to death." Zhou Yu was obviously angry, and slapped him with a frightening force. Half of Shen Yan's face turned red, but he just grabbed Zhou Yu's hand and put it against his cheek, with bone-burning fascination in his eyes. "Brother, you smell so good." My brother's angry voice sounded from my ears: "Do you know, this is called lunacy?!" Shen Yan chuckled and leaned closer, with the last line of defense at stake: "What's the mess? Don't you know whether we are related by blood?" Note: A self-cutting XP work, pseudo-bones, a series of short and medium-length stories about forced love, 1v1, double cleansing, a light prison plot, please withdraw quickly, and may be slightly tortured (possibly). Purpose: Be careful of people with bad intentions around you