The fantasy land of brother control

Liu Nian woke up. F * ck, why was the underwear that he was wearing last night gone again? Am I going to lose my integrity if I sleepwalk and run around naked again? Fleeting Year hurriedly found a new set of clothes and ran out. After he left, countless shadows stretched their ’tentacles’ into his room.

"Mother Zi, you old hag, the blanket that is filled with the smell of fleeting years is mine.”

"Bullsh * t, Ling Meng, you shameless bastard! You’ve already snatched away Fleeting Year’s underwear! And you guys, stop right there! Don’t you dare snatch it from me!”

"Tsk, little brother Liunian is everyone’s meat…No, it’s everyone’s younger brother!"