[Bojun Yixiao] Not my brother

Chapter 18

Xiao Zhan froze, his eyes were tightly closed, his eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, Wang Yibo couldn't help it, leaned over and put his lips on his thin eyelids, the tip of his tongue brushed the clusters of eyelashes, licking wet, Xiao Zhan Zhan couldn't help shrinking back, but Wang Yibo held his shoulders, called his brother in a low voice, and said, "How about...?"

Xiao Zhan pursed his lips and did not speak, allowing Wang Yibo to half-kneel in front of him, his lips barely touching the tip of his nose and the side of his face at a very close distance, his warm breath brushing against his face, he held on tightly to the Wang Yibo was in a stalemate, neither refusing nor nodding in agreement.

Wang Yibo's fingers moved down from the lower abdomen without a sound, hooked the edge of his trousers and poked in. Xiao Zhan hurriedly pushed him, but he was a step behind Wang Yibo. The other party looked up at him and said in surprise, "Brother... "

Xiao Zhan also hardened.

He pushed Wang Yibo a little angrily, and said, "Get out if you don't sleep!"

Wang Yibo's breath was a little unsteady, he held the hot and stiff one underneath, and started to move a little jerky, Xiao Zhan closed his eyes, a thin layer of sweat covered his forehead, his teeth trembled, Wang Yibo's heart softened when he saw it, and he couldn't help it Kissing the corners of his lips and chin, coaxing him softly, "...it's okay, brother."

Although it is normal for adult men to have desires, but Xiao Zhan is used to being busy, and he is used to it alone. He has been sober for a long time, and occasionally doing it by himself is a hasty thing, let alone at home, under the eyes of his elders. The unrelated younger brother grabbed hold of it, the air was like crackling fireworks, and there was still a bit of sour smell of gunpowder left on the tip of his nose, which made his eyes reddened, and stared at Wang Yibo with watery eyes. He had an unconvincing but inexplicably pitiful expression on his face.

Wang Yibo stroked the top with the greasy clear liquid, pressed his fingertips against the small hole on the top, and rubbed heavily.

Xiao Zhan was like a cat whose tail had been trampled on, he refused to back up, but Wang Yibo held down his narrow waist and hips, bit his lower lip forcefully, and gasped, "Hide what?"

His whole body was extremely tense, the more nervous he was, the pleasure doubled in the dark, climbing from his spine to his scalp, his whole body was tense, allowing Wang Yibo to press him down, wet kisses and sticky water sounds together, Drill into the cochlea uncontrollably.

This feeling of tension reached its peak when footsteps came from the door. It seemed that Father Xiao was asking Aunt Wang to find something. The carpet in the corridor gradually approached Xiao Zhan's room.

Xiao Zhan's anxious tears were about to come out, Wang Yibo freed his hands and pulled the quilt over the heads of the two of them, panting heavily intertwined, the manipulation speeded up, the thin calluses on his palm rubbed against the pole, he endured so much, Words of warning squeezed out from between the teeth, fell into Wang Yibo's ears but lost their original meaning.

Xiao Zhan said, "Don't...they will come later..."

Wang Yibo didn't speak, but focused on grasping the softness, smoothing away the folds on the surface and kneading it. Where did Xiao Zhan play with this before, sobbing a few times, he put his knee against Wang Yibo's waist and tried to push him out, but he was pulled away. Then he spread his legs further, and the whole person squeezed in, half-forcing him not to let his back legs.

Low voices, footsteps, and each other's heavy breathing. In the narrow space, everything was magnified. Xiao Zhan held back and didn't dare to take a big breath. He was afraid that he would leak a sound that he shouldn't have, or be caught by the outside world. people heard.

He was holding back hard, and his whole body was terribly stiff, Wang Yibo coaxed a few words in a low voice to no avail, so he clenched the condom with his fingers fiercely and fiddled with it several times, Xiao Zhan finally couldn't help it, his throat choked and said, "Don't, don't do it...Are you human..."

He is quite sensitive in himself, and was teased by Wang Yibo in this situation, so he quickly confessed, grabbing Wang Yibo's shoulders and panting, physical tears welling up in his eyes, Wang Yibo rubbed his chin on the top of his hair, saying ,"elder brother?"

Xiao Zhan slowed down, opened his mouth and bit his shoulder.

Wang Yibo clicked his tongue, pinched Xiao Zhan's face, stretched out his hand to the bedside table to feel for a tissue and came to help him wipe it, breathing unsteadily and said, "Brother."

Xiao Zhan said fiercely, "What are you doing!"

Wang Yibo said lightly, "Is it cool?"

Xiao Zhan said, "Get lost!"

So Wang Yibo obediently rolled away, and after tidying up Xiao Zhan, he went to the bathroom to take a shower in a muffled voice, and when he came back, he got under the quilt, wrapped in the cold and leaned over him, Xiao Zhan grinned and hugged him, Say, "What do you think about taking a cold shower in winter?"

Wang Yibo laughed softly and said, "It's fine."

He stretched out his arms, and took the other person out of his arms, like Xiao Zhan hugging him when he was a child, embracing him in a very safe posture. Xiao Zhan listened quietly to the sound of the rain for a while, and fell asleep. I don't know, but I always feel inexplicably at ease when I close my eyes in the other party's arms.

Wang Yibo was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Did you ask me today why I don't contact you often when I'm abroad?"

Xiao Zhan hummed, with a soft nasal voice, like a satisfied cat, and said, "Didn't you want to say it at the time? Have you changed your mind now?"

Wang Yibo said, "Actually, it's nothing, I just miss my brother so much."

Xiao Zhan said, "What?"

Wang Yibo said, "I said, I'm afraid that if I keep in touch with you too often, I won't be able to resist running back."

"After thinking about it, I went back and forth for two days, and I had to be suppressed by the company. I probably didn't have much time to stay with you. When I came back, I might miss you even more, so I tried my best to hold back."

Xiao Zhan laughed and said, "Then why didn't you say it before?"

Wang Yibo spoke stiffly, and said, "There's nothing to say, you won't come to Korea to see me."

Xiao Zhan paused and said, "I have thought about it."

Wang Yibo said, "What have you thought about?"

Xiao Zhan said, "I thought about coming to see you, but neither my aunt nor my dad have been here before. I went there rashly, and I always feel..."

He sighed softly, and said, "But I'm always afraid that our young master will be troubled abroad, and he won't eat well and rest well..."

Wang Yibo was startled.

Their entanglement and awkwardness seem to be accompanied by growing up with age. When they were young, they felt that the other party did not like themselves, and felt that they were not related by blood, so they were sad because they were not close enough to each other. But to obstruct, I am afraid that I will make mistakes in everything I do.

Wang Yibo used to be so awkward and angry, Xiao Zhan tolerated it silently.

Xiao Zhan's retreat and the elder's consideration were shattered by Wang Yibo's step forward.

Like the first day we met, Xiao Zhan looked at each other, his pupils were so pale in the sunlight that they were almost honey-like in color, he started from the first movement of reaching out to hug each other, the lines of fate intersected and intertwined until Two in one.

They will always meet.

Among thousands of people, at a corner, in some inconspicuous place, with the first eye or body contact, the future visible to the naked eye begins.

Seeing that Wang Yibo was silent, Xiao Zhan poked his face with his fingers and said, "Asleep?"

"No." Wang Yibo grabbed his hand, pressed it against his lips and pressed it lightly, with a soft curvature on his cheek, and said softly, "I'm fine, except for Xiao Zhan."