Transmigrated As a Villain, I Rely on Sand Sculpture to Survive

    Su Chi's car was parked on the side of the road.

    Su Liyi opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat, looking sideways to see Su Chi holding the steering wheel with a pair of large, well-joined hands, the blue veins on the back of the hands bulging, extending into the neat cuffs vigorously.

    Just sitting casually has a very nasty aura. Su Lingyi fell into deep thought, where did the original body come from, and where did the original body get the courage to lose the energy from the west to the east?

    "Big Brother."

    "Hmm."

    He said, "Would you like me to drive?"

    Su Chi frowned, "A new way of murder?"

    “…”

    Su Liuyi obediently retracted, Su Chi pulled the shift lever with one hand, stepped on the clutch and started the car into the traffic.

    Street view recedes outside the car window, the sky is getting dark, and some shops have dimly lit up with sporadic lights. Even on weekends, the rush hour has not been relieved, and those who are really rushing to make a living have no vacations.

    Traffic merged into the viaduct and the road was congested. Su Lingyi held the car window close to see the road ahead, and the hot air he exhaled condensed into a mist of water on the car window.

    The vehicle was forced to a standstill.

    Su Chi turned his head and saw Su Weiyi stretched out his index finger and drew a heart on the car window. He frowned and was about to speak, when another word fell next to the love - big brother.

    When the conversation came to an end, Su Chi curled his fingers on the steering wheel.

    Su Liuyi is still twisting half of his body to paint the love, looking over Su Chi's line of sight, a slender neckline stretches under the collar, the wide neckline is due to his actions After tearing it apart a bit, the red mole in the neck fossa was adorned with the white porcelain skin, surrounded by deep and shallow red marks.

    "What's wrong with the shoulder?"

    Su Liyi continued to paint, "Men's Medal."

    "..." Su Chi didn't want to listen to his nonsense, "After we go back, wipe off the safflower oil, the piece on the head on the arm."

    Pills…! Su Ling turned back with contentment, "Brother, can you wipe it for me?"

    Su Chi sneered, "Where's your hand?"

    Su Liuyi smiled at him, "You wiped my head, and if you get the medicine on your hand, just drop by."

    He believes in increasing physical contact to foster affection. Now that the body is so close, can the heart be farther apart?

    "You're kind enough to stop by for me." The car behind honked its horn, and the traffic continued to move forward. Su Chi said "sit down" and continued driving.

    Su Liuyi knew that he agreed, and eagerly took out a bag of bread from the storage compartment inside the door, "You haven't had dinner yet? Dad said you'll come pick it up after you're done. I am."

    "Go home and eat."

    "The traffic jam here is too bad," Su Ruiyi stretched his neck and looked at the traffic in front of him, the sky was several degrees darker than before, and the bright red headlights in the dim light After taking photos all the way, I couldn't see the end. "It will be an hour later when you get home. You should eat some bread first."

    "I'm driving..." The voice came to an abrupt end.

    Su Chi looked down at the slice of bread handed to his mouth, leaned back strategically, "Why?"

    Su Liuyi leaned forward strategically, "I feed you, my hands are not dirty."

    “…I don’t eat.”

    "You'll be hungry."

    Su held the steering wheel tightly. This scene is really weird. Under the late night sky and in the traffic jam, his ill-intentioned foster brother is holding a piece of bread to feed himself.

    A week ago, Su Chi would definitely guess what kind of poison was in it. Now the embarrassment outweighs the doubt, the relationship between the two of them shouldn't be so close.

    This progression is sudden and natural, and I don't know where it started to change.

    "Take it away." Su Chi said coldly, "Even if I starve to death..."

    Su Chi, "…"

    Su Liuyi withdrew his hand and took a bite, "It's really fragrant."

    Su Chi endured, "Don't eat in my car."

    Su Liuyi opened the car window with kindness, stuck his head out and chewed.

    Su Chi pulled him back with a dark face, "Who asked you to stick your head out?"

    "The car didn't move again."

    "Huh."

    A piece of bread was handed to Su Chi's mouth.

    His tense jaw moved, and then bit into his mouth.

    Su Luiyi couldn't understand Su Chi's inexplicable stubbornness, he frowned slightly, and handed another piece to his mouth, "Brother, just eat a piece of bread, don't be so generous die a martyr."

    Su Chi, "…"

    It was after eight o'clock when I got home at night.

    Yu Xinyan asked the kitchen to warm up some food for Su Chi, and asked Su Weiyi to sit down together and have a bowl of old duck soup with sour radish. The kitchen simmered for an afternoon, and the soup was still fresh.

    Su Chi was choking on the half bag of bread now, and Su Liuyi fed him like a crammed duck.

    Su Chi saw that Su Yuyi still had an appetite to eat duck legs, and was extremely unbalanced, "Can you still eat?"

    Su Liuyi brought out his law of conservation, "Although I am full, the old duck soup is appetizing, and the place that is digested by the old duck soup is just reserved for the old duck. soup."

    Su Chi touched his belly and sneered at him, "The giant of contemporary physiology."

    Su Wei shyly said, "Then I'll be a shining lintel."

    The old duck soup in Su Chi's bowl was tasteless.

    Before the meal was finished, Wu Ma, who was cooking in the kitchen, came out and asked them if they would add more soup. Su Chi said no, Su Ling pushed the small bowl unceremoniously, "Thank you Wu Ma."

    Su Chi's eyes fell on his stomach, there was no drum, which means he could still eat.

    When Wu Ma came out again, a large piece of duck gizzard was scooped into the soup bowl, which was already well stewed, delicious and chewy. You have to go back to your hometown in half a month, and you won't be able to drink by then."

    Su Liuyi sipped the soup, two round eyes showing from the top of the bowl, "?"

    He didn't know anything about Wu Ma's family, which was not explained in the book. Su Chi frowned and said, "What's the matter, is there anything at home?"

    "My little granddaughter is going to primary school, and my son's family is going to move to the county town. There used to be a lot of my things in that house, so I have to go back and pack them."

    Su Chi nodded, "Tell us where you need it."

    Wu Ma was grateful, "Thank you, young master, it's nothing, just ask for a week's leave."

    "It's okay, family matters."

    After Wu Ma left, Su Lingyi couldn't help but stare at Su Chi for several times, probably because his eyes were too strong, Su Chi put down the bowl, "What do you always see me doing?"

    "You care about Wu Ma."

    "After all, I've taken care of our family for several years, and I always have feelings," Su Chi pointedly stared at him, "I'm not a cold-blooded person, no matter how long I've been together, I don't care about people. emotion."

    Su Wei intended to bite a piece of radish, and when he heard this, his teeth shook and the juice almost splashed onto the table.

    "I understand and feel the same way!" Su Yuyi quickly cleaned up herself, "My parents are the best to me, I always treat them as my biological parents, and my eldest brother is also good to me. , you are my kiss~ big brother."

    The word "kiss~" was very long, and Su Chi's hand holding the chopsticks shook, "I'm good to you, why didn't I know?"

    Su Liuyi put down the bowl and licked the corner of his mouth obediently, "Big brother is very good to me, I made a mistake before, big brother didn't tell Dad, just mocked me in a very obvious way, He just threatened me with his eyes."

    "..." Su Chi, "Are you dissatisfied?"

    "No, I'm thanking Big Brother."

    Su Chi sneered, "I don't feel it."

    Su Lui thought for a while, "Then I can learn to cook with Wu Ma, and when she returns to her hometown, I will cook for my eldest brother to taste."

    Su Chi picked up the phone and flipped through the calendar.

    Su Liuyi, "…Brother, what are you looking at?"

    "Old Yellow Calendar, see which day is suitable for the funeral."

    Before going to bed at night, Su Chi came to Su Liuyi's room with safflower oil.

    Su Liuyi was lying on the big soft bed, the loose T-shirt just enough to cover his butt, and as he turned around, a small length of dark boxer pants was exposed.

    He put a navy blue blanket on the sheet, his skin was dazzlingly white under the bright blue light, and the red marks on his shoulders and elbows were even more conspicuous.

    Su Liuyi heard the sound and turned to look. Su Chi's cuffs had been pulled above his forearms, revealing tight and well-proportioned muscle lines. Safflower oil and cotton swabs are firmly held in his hands, a skilled gesture.

    He thinks Su Chi is really good.

    Although he spoke in a sarcastic tone, he was not completely ignored.

    "Apply the medicine." Su Chi opened the bottle cap and rubbed it in his hands, motioning Su Lingyi to slip over, "What are you doing with the blanket?"

    Su Liuyi immediately rubbed over and pulled the neckline down, revealing her white shoulders. The red mole was embedded on the side of the right neck like a ruby, which was very eye-catching.

    "I was afraid that the medicine would stain the sheets, so I specially changed my clothes to looser ones."

    Su Chi covered the palm of his hand and put his fingers together, just wrapping the entire neck fossa, he paused for a second, and then used a little force to rub the medicine away.

    The medicated oil was rubbed in the palm of the hand, and the moment it was covered, Su Yuyi only felt that the hand holding his shoulder was large and thick, hot and powerful; the finger pulp and palm were rough and scratched Touching his skin, the medicinal effect was rubbed off, and it was painful and refreshing.

    He couldn't help but snorted softly, his legs dangling from the edge of the bed.

    Su Chi frowned, "Where are your pants?"

    Su Liuyi said, "You don't need to dress so neatly in your own room, I'll go straight to sleep after you finish wiping the medicine."

    There are good reasons, Su Chi was speechless.

    The medicine on the shoulders was wiped, then the elbows and the head were wiped, the room was filled with the smell of safflower oil, Su Chi went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then let Su Ling I wanted to open the window to dissipate the smell.

    Su Liuyi ran to open the window.

    As soon as Su Chi came out after washing his hands, he saw Su Zhiyi leaning on the window sill with her round buttocks. The meat on the tip of her buttocks was shaking because she pushed the window hard.

    Su Chi, "..."

    He suddenly realized his misunderstanding: even brothers have boundaries, not to mention they are not brothers. He is the eldest of the family. In the past, his younger brothers were young. He even took a few younger brothers to take a bath, but after the age of four or five, he disappeared.

    At that time, I knew that my brother wanted to avoid suspicion when he grew up, but now he almost forgot.

    "When I come to your room in the future, remember to put on your pants."

    Su Liuyi opened the window and climbed back to the bed, "We are all men, don't be so shy~"

    He read the magazine and said that many people like to talk when they are in the hot spring.

    Su Chi sneered, "Then why are there partitions in the bathroom?"

    Su Wei's meaning is clear, "They are all strangers, and the partition is also to protect the self-esteem of some men..."

    The veins on Su Chi's forehead jumped, and the self-esteem of a **** man said, "If you don't dress well, I won't enter the door next time." He said this and turned away.

    The door slammed shut.

    Su Luiyi pulled her neckline and stared at the bedroom door, wondering why Su Chi regained his stubbornness.

    The medicinal effect of shoulder safflower oil is hot, Su Yiyi raised his hand and rubbed it. There was a hint of coolness in his fingers, which formed a sharp contrast with Su Chi's palm.

    He thought, the palm is so hot, why is it so cold to speak?