Falling into the Twilight [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 4 Brother, happy birthday, I am the gift

In September, my brother and I are about to start school.

My brother promised me that he would come back every week. There was no way I could be a scumbag who restricted his personal freedom.

But I still grabbed my brother's collar and threatened him viciously not to get involved with my beautiful sister!

He held my chin and kissed me hard, saying it was just me.

Anyway, his birthday is only a month away, and I have to think carefully about what gift to give my brother.

In the past, my brother would use his pocket money to buy me gifts on my birthday. I always felt at ease and never thought about it once.

It's different now, he is my boyfriend, I must prepare a gift for him.

"Xiu Man, be careful! What the hell are you thinking?!"

I was distracted again and was hit on the shoulder by a basketball. Li Jianggao came over to see if I was okay while yelling. I rubbed my slightly red and swollen shoulder, and I thought to myself, it was all because of that damn gift.

But suddenly I seemed to have an inspiration.

One weekend before the National Day, my brother came back from school. I said at the dinner table that during the National Day, I wanted to go to a nearby newly built ancient town with my brother for two days and celebrate his birthday together.

My dad doesn't have any opinions, it seems that his company has been a little busy recently. My mother kept nagging about things like "the child has grown up", "does not want to stay with his parents", "the child has grown up and cannot control his mother".

I didn't answer my mother's words. I knew it was not easy for my mother to give birth to me and my brother, but I wanted to spend this special day with my brother alone. We are all a family anyway.

Late at night I climbed into my brother's bed, and he pressed me under him, "Little bastard, what are your plans?"

I took advantage of him to roll over and ride on his belly. I went up and kissed him, "You will know that day."

I originally wanted to find a quiet place to be alone with my brother, but there were so many people in this damn little place! My brother and I moved forward slowly in the crowd. To be honest, I don’t like busy places, and the scenery here is not very good. At most, the buildings are a bit unique, but I was with my brother, alone, in It doesn't matter where.

Walking on the bluestone street, surrounded by the cries of vendors and the crowd, I put my hand into my brother's pocket and held his hand together.

For a moment, I felt that this would be our life many years later, holding hands and walking aimlessly on ordinary streets, becoming the most ordinary people in the world.

My brother turned to look at me. His smile was really beautiful, like newly melted ice shining in the sun and refreshing.

My brother and I don't look alike, but every time I praise him, it seems like I'm praising myself. In fact, I'm not that narcissistic.

In my brother's words, I am an immortal in the sky. I am not as handsome as a mortal. But my brother looks colder, more like an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world. I am much more approachable than him.

I like my brother's face even more, it makes me want to look at it even more.

There is a tear mole at the end of my left eye. My parents always said that I cried when I was a child and was not as good as my brother.

My brother and I walked from the east side of the town to the west side of the town, had a special stir-fry meal at noon, and both slumped on our chairs.

As expected, two old men were not suitable for shopping, so we spent a good afternoon in an Internet cafe.

Anyway, the point of my brother and I coming out was not to enjoy the scenery.

After another meal in the evening, my brother and I walked along the river to the hotel. When I walked under the tree and took advantage of the dim street lights by the river, I couldn't help but kiss my brother.

"Someone, baby." He tilted his head, and I went up to block his mouth again, kissing him so hard that he couldn't speak.

I like the lingering kiss between us. He is so soft and sweet. The evening breeze blows by the river, bringing a coolness. I feel that I can kiss him for a year.

At that moment, I could vaguely see the thin ripples on the river, shining with phosphorescence under the moonlight, and I felt that my brother and I could live like this until we grow old, with everything, and no one could separate us.

The heartbeat of youth is like this.

There are people who can't kill me if they see me.

Here comes the point! When I booked the hotel, I lied to my mother that there was no room for two, so I booked a double bed room.

I competed with my brother for the bathroom again. Even though it was his birthday, I didn't let him go. I rushed in and took a shower first. By nature, I like to take a shower. Regardless of winter or summer, I have to take a shower every day when I go home and take a long time. My brother always laughs at me for being like a little girl.

After I took a shower, my brother went in. I wrapped myself in a bath towel and went to bed. I took out the red ribbon I bought a few days ago from my bag, tied it around my neck like a gift, and tied it with a nice bow.

Yes, I am my brother's gift.

My brother took a shower very quickly, and he didn't like to blow dry his hair, so when he came out, his hair was dripping with water, and I was sitting naked on the quilt.

"Happy birthday, brother." I said to him with a smile.

The pure and lustful look in my brother's eyes made me want to jump in and swim three thousand meters.

He got on the bed in two steps, I threw myself into his arms, we kissed wantonly, and I planted a row of strawberries for him along his neck.

After kissing me enough, I knelt under him and tried to lick his responsive genitals. My brother stopped me.

He said no, I said I love you, he ruffled my hair and put his hard penis to my mouth.