My brother became a love brain

Chapter 124

Song Dongyang shook his head while laughing, and said, "Okay, I promise you."

I relaxed my nerves, and felt that I looked too weak like this, so I couldn't help straightening my back, just when I raised my head, I happened to find that Song Dongyang was smiling more happily at the moment.

"why are you laughing?"

"you are so cute."

I didn't like to hear this, so I didn't say anything.Song Dongyang quickly held back his laughter, he stood up naturally, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to your residence."

"Walking back?"

"I'll drive you home."

We walked out together. I not only got a car with a driver, but also a coat. Song Dongyang helped me put on the coat naturally. I protested during the process, but he was very persistent. tough.

Our eyes met for more than ten seconds, and I chose to raise my hands and let him go.

The car drove us to the tallest building in sight. I stared at the door for a few seconds and realized that this was the building I desperately wanted to leave when I woke up.

Song Dongyang just grabbed my shoulders at this moment, and said naturally, "Why don't you go in?"

Does he have mind reading skills?

I quickly skipped this thought in my brain, and took another step, the door automatically opened to both sides, and I stepped on the soft carpet, feeling tired instead of panicking.

"Aren't you afraid?"

He should really be able to read minds.

I ignored him, and pressed the up button, only to hear a "ding--", the door opened, revealing a naked man.

I turned my head and glanced at Song Dongyang, and he replied blankly: "Maybe they think you prefer men."

"them?"

"The people monitoring the island," he answered my question, then raised his finger and pointed to the upper right corner of the elevator's overall space. "There was originally a surveillance camera there."

what about now?

This question circled around my mouth, but I didn't say it.

Song Dongyang pressed the button on the top floor familiarly, and said, "If you don't need me to accompany the bed, the man in the elevator is also good."

I was inexplicably a little angry: "You want me to fuck someone else?"

He reached out and grabbed the corner of my coat, and his tone was gentle as if coaxing: "On this island, you can do whatever you want."

"I don't want to do anything that violates my principles." I was suddenly very childish, pulled the corner of my clothes out of his fingertips, and turned my head away from him.

He hugged me from behind, and sprayed the heat of his breath on the back of my neck: "Happy as you want."

I struggled, but I didn't break free, and the elevator happened to reach the top floor at this moment.We just walked out of the elevator car like Siamese twins, and there were two rows of men standing outside the door as expected.

I kept my eyes straight ahead, and tried not to look at places I shouldn't look at. After a short distance, I got out of the illusion of a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​flames.

"Let's all go back and rest." Song Dongyang said this calmly after I walked to the door.

"Yes." The voice was unexpectedly neat, and this group of people didn't look like men//favorites, but rather well-trained soldiers.

I was so angry that I simply lifted my foot and stepped back heavily. The soft touch proved that I stepped on his foot, but he didn't make any sound.

I retracted my foot, a little embarrassed: "Sorry."

"No need to be sorry, and it doesn't hurt." His hand passed over mine and touched the fingerprint screen, the fingerprint lock flickered, and the door opened automatically.

He put down his hand and said, "Go in, I should go back too."

The voice-activated light in the room was already on, and I stood at the door, but I had the urge to invite him in, but I restrained this strange feeling, I chose to step in the door, and said "good night" hastily.

"Good night."

His voice was accompanied by the sound of my closing the door. I was not at all chic and neat, but seemed to be running away.

I took a deep breath, stepped into the bathroom, took off my clothes and started rinsing my body. The water temperature was just right, and the toiletries were not branded, but I liked the touch and aroma.

After taking a shower, I couldn't find any fabrics other than bath towels, and I couldn't even find a washing machine. I could only throw the dirty clothes into the weaving bin for dirty clothes, and went back to the bedroom wearing a scarf.

The bedroom is not big, but the bed inside is big enough for three or four people to roll over on it. I opened the drawer beside the bed without any surprise and found many strange things inside.

I dug out a case from the inside, unpacked it, and inserted my fingers into it with an exploratory spirit to try the elasticity-my adolescence was so boring and I had no relevant experience, so this was my first time Play with this thing once.

"Jingle Bell--"

I was having a great time when the bell rang suddenly. Following the tone, I found another antique telephone on the bedside table.

I held the cover with one hand, grabbed the microphone with the other, put it to my ear, and asked, "What's the matter?"

The other party took a few breaths, I frowned, and exposed him: "Song Dongyang."

"I haven't spoken yet." His voice was smiling.

"If you take a few breaths, I can tell who you are."

"Are you so familiar with me?" He actually acted like a baby with me.

With a straight face, even though he couldn't see it, I repeated: "What's the matter?"

"What are you doing badly?"

I subconsciously looked at the cover in my hand, raised my hand again, looked around, and said, "Are you spying on me?"

"No," he didn't admit it, "I just thought of some small toys in the nightstand, and thought that according to your personality, you would give it a try."

Song Dongyang guessed right, he is really terrible and hateful.

I didn't want to continue the conversation with him, so I hurriedly said: "If there is nothing else, I will hang up..."

"Hey hey... don't hang up the phone in a hurry."

I clenched the microphone, gritted my teeth, and said, "What else do you want?"

"If you sleep alone, you need to cover the quilt well. The temperature controlled by the indoor thermostat system is a bit low. If you don't cover the quilt, you can easily catch a cold..."

"Crack!" I hung up the phone and stopped his thoughts, but raised the corners of my mouth uncontrollably, feeling a little joy.

I turned off all the lights in the room, lay back on the bed, hesitated for a while, and pulled off the quilt to cover my body.

A good night's sleep without dreams.

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