Adoption relationship

It was already a little hot after drinking.At this time, being hugged like this again made him feel even hotter. Zhang Jianan pushed him with little strength, and struggled to stand up—in fact, Xiang Weiding followed him to help him stand up. Zhang Jianan patted his forehead, wanting to I became more awake, moved my feet towards the room, shook my head and said: "Go back, go back to the room to sleep..."

"Okay, go back to the room and sleep." Xiang Weiding replied with a smile, carried Zhang Jianan back to the room with half support and half hug, put him on the bed, squatted down to help Zhang Jianan take off his shoes, and put Zhang Jianan's feet on the bed .

Lying on the soft bed, Zhang Jian'an turned over, buried himself in the quilt, closed his eyes comfortably, felt a little dizzy in his head, and was light enough to sleep.

Xiang Weiding sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Zhang Jianan, staring intently, with longing and hesitation.His eyes greedily swept over every part of Zhang Jianan's body, wanting to do something, kiss, touch, touch... But Zhang Jianan tonight is not so drunk that he can let him do whatever he wants.

After sitting for a long time, the body didn't feel cold, but had a slight fever. The temperature on the body of the person lying on the bed was like a heat source, which didn't make Xiang Weiding feel hot, but wanted to get closer and melt together. Zhang Jianan's The body has a great attraction to him, and he admits to Weiding that he is unable to resist, and he can't resist, he wants to get closer, closer, closer, until they are intertwined together "An, An..." Xiang Weiding swallowed Swallowing, feeling a little nervous, he licked his lips and whispered tentatively.

Without a response, Zhang Jianan seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.

Xiang Weiding stretched out his hand uncontrollably and placed it on Zhang Jianan's back.Xiang Weiding was obsessed with the temperature conveyed by his palms, wanting to feel more.

The palm gently moves on the back, through the thin shirt, the back of the neck... winding down along the spine, caressing Zhang Jianan's thin waistline, lingering... Zhang Jianan's body is not bad, nothing Serious and minor illnesses, but the body is thin, and no matter how much you eat, you will not gain weight.

"An...an..." Xiang Weiding bent down, leaned close to Zhang Jianan's ear, and called twice very softly.

After confirming that Zhang Jian'an seemed to be really asleep, Xiang Weiding's hand came to the hem of his clothes, slowly opened it, and pulled it up, revealing the white skin on his back. He touched his fingers lightly, and then moved his whole hand on it, expanding his palm little by little. Zhang Jian'an, who grew up in a wealthy family, had never done farm work or suffered hardships since he was a child, so he never liked his parents.It can be regarded as pampered, and in addition, the skin of southerners is delicate, so when Xiang Weiding caressed, four words flashed in his mind - soft and tender, firmly attached like a suction cup His hand, reluctant to leave for a moment.

Gently caressing, caressing every place, the other hand also came to help, cooperating with the hand walking around, pulling Zhang Jian'an's clothes a little bit wider, so that I can touch more. Just touching this little piece of skin that Xiao had been thinking about for a long time, Xiang Weiding's breath inevitably became heavy, and the feeling of dry mouth and tongue became more and more intense. Finally, he couldn't stand the temptation and lowered his head It is printed on the skin that has been touched for a long time.

Zhang Jian'an's taste is just like him, not strong enough, not bright enough, not strong sense of existence, but in the little bit of getting along, it penetrates into the heart, and can't be taken off. Taste carefully, a trace of shower gel The fresh breath, mixed with the smell of alcohol and untraceable sweat, gently kissed one after another, and Xiang Weiding felt that he was surrounded by Zhang Jianan's breath... Refreshing, clean, warm, calm and so a perfect person.is the salvation of his life

Thinking of this, Xiang Weiding's aura suddenly became normal again, light and light, and the kiss he imprinted on Zhang Jian'an's body no longer contained desire, his expression was pious, as if worshiping, and the initial lust color faded away. Conscientiously and carefully, meticulously, seal the lips, pause for two seconds, and then print another place. This is no longer like a kiss. It is out of the category of kissing. It is like a ceremony, solemn, sacred, and noble.

The contact between the lips and the skin is just a touch, there is no unnecessary movement, every pause, Xiang Weiding will silently say "An" in his heart, as if Zhang Jian'an's name is a spell to start a certain ceremony, as if it is a kind of Prayer, a kind of blessing and worship.Yes, this is worship.

Xiang Weiding seems to treat a tall, sacred, inner existence that needs to be looked up to, but... this ceremony is also like an emperor treating a jade seal that symbolizes royal power, like a general treating a sword that never leaves his body, uh...it seems wrong, Xiang Weiding's behavior goes far beyond that kind of cherishing.

This is the treasure that spends everything you get, has it, and keeps it in your heart.Put it in the most important position, eager to touch it, but because of worrying about my own rough hands and feet, I usually dare not get too close to it.

Hold your breath, be careful, restrain all the impetuousness in your heart, and dare to let yourself get close and touch. Every kiss to Wei Ding, including the movement of fingertips, is serious, even serious.

Ann, Ann, Ann

Constantly chanting this word, the restlessness of the body gradually calmed down, and the mind seemed to have been washed by a light rain with the breath of spring, no longer eager to get something, so urgent that the desire to make people's impetuous heart disappear or it has not disappeared, It’s just that this deep longing was deeply buried in the limited space of the heart before, so it appeared sharp and prominent, but now—it was diluted, dissolved into the blood, and then traveled with the blood throughout the body, After finding a wider space for activities, longing no longer oppresses his heart, and no longer makes Xiang Weiding lose his composure.

Of course, the longing has not diminished, but it was imprisoned by the heart before, unable to expand and grow again in the limited space. Now, the deep longing is released from the bottom of my heart, and after a while, it will eventually be in a wider space. A chance to grow again.

Zhang Jian'an had fallen asleep, and slept very deeply, but his back was a little cold, and there was a constant sense of damp and hot touch, in his sleep.Zhang Jianan frowned, and raised his backhand twice, hoping to drive away the things that disturbed his deep sleep.

With his movements, the things that disturbed him disappeared, and Zhang Jianan fell asleep again with peace of mind, but... after a few minutes, the annoying damp heat rose up on his back again, and Zhang Jianan pulled the quilt unbearably troubled, and closed his eyes. eyes, pulled the quilt on the bed, turned his body sideways, turned his back to the direction of the wall, and hugged the quilt tightly.

Well, you can sleep peacefully now, right?

In his sleep, Zhang Jianan smiled contentedly, rubbed the quilt, and went to find Duke Zhou in peace.

When Zhang Jianan made a move, Xiang Weiding backed away immediately, but because he didn't have any blasphemous thoughts in his heart, he was calm and calm. When he saw Zhang Jianan's subconscious movements and the smile on his mouth, Xiang Weiding's face tightened. Then he broke into a gentle and loving smile.

Xiang Weiding didn't feel that his pampering was very abrupt, he just clearly and clearly realized what he regarded Zhang Jian'an as——lover, in that desireless kiss, only for a moment... Emotions sublimated, before The one who was in love, and now the lover.

In the past, he was apprehensive, uneasy, doubtful, and hesitant, but he knew that he loved Zhang Jianan, a love beyond family affection, so he regarded Zhang Jianan as the person he loved, and from this moment on, Zhang Jianan was no longer his The person he loves is the lover in his heart. No matter what Zhang Jianan regards him in the future, or whether he can get Zhang Jianan's approval, Xiang Weiding already regards Zhang Jianan as his lover in his heart.

"Ann, my love."

Xiang Weiding sat on the edge of the bed, fixedly looked at Zhang Jianan's sleeping face, resolutely, sighed, and said this sentence in a tone almost of faith, then smiled slowly, getting rid of the faint sadness in the past, Bright and warm smile.

This is the first time that Xiang Weiding smiled warmly, and it was the first time that Xiang Weiding himself brought a kind of warmth to himself, the warmth that came from the bottom of his heart.

Is this the power that comes from having a lover?

Spreading his hand, the palm was obviously empty, but when he slowly clenched his fist, Xiang Weiding felt something invisible, which might be called strength, inner strength, a kind of tenacious and powerful strength.

Doing nothing, just chanting the word "lover" silently in my heart, invisibly increased my strength and confidence to face all difficulties in the world, and felt warm in my heart, and then this warmth spread to my whole body.

warm

Xiang Weiding's eyes fell on Zhang Jian'an's face, but it seemed to be in an unknown space, his eyes were far and deep, and it was the first time in his life that he felt the warmth brought by Zhang Jian'an. , Zhang Jian'an let him know that hands not only bring him pain, but also bring warmth.

After that?

Xiang Weiding thought about it carefully. During the years of living with Zhang Jianan, the warmth followed him like a shadow, as if it had never been far away. Anyway, he never felt cold or pain again.

Even if there were only two or three times of coldness and pain, Zhang Jian'an was not to blame. Xiang Weiding knew that he was greedy and asked for too much, and... every time he showed his injury, he would always get Zhang Jianan immediately. Jian'an embraced him more closely, treated him more tenderly, even... Zhang Jian'an would helplessly choose to back down in order not to make himself sad.

"An, thank you, thank you for being kind to me for a long time, and I'm sorry, I'm sorry for always embarrassing you, I'm sorry for always making you wrong yourself to prevent me from being wronged." Xiang Weiding pursed his lips, a little sad .

Gently stroked Zhang Jian'an's hair with his fingers, picked the messy hair with his fingers, and sighed to Wei Dingyou, sighed himself, and sighed Zhang Jianan even more. He fell into love before he could struggle. In fact, he never thought about going Struggling, in Xiang Weiding's heart, there is only Zhang Jian'an in this world that he can love, but... An is very resistant, so does his own persistence trouble An?

Pulled out the hair on Zhang Jianan's forehead, bent down to Weiding, bowed his head and kissed it lightly, and then did not leave, resting his chin on Zhang Jianan's forehead, resigned to his fate and said with infinite apology: "An, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. ...I can't let you go, and I can't leave you even more, forgive me, please forgive me."

After speaking, he was silent for a while, and Xiang Weiding walked away from Zhang Jianan's forehead, pulling a little distance away. He wanted to take a closer look at Zhang Jianan, but who knew that he bumped into a pair of wide-open eyes without warning, but with a blurred look. in the eyes.

"Wei, Wei Ding?" Zhang Jian'an's eyes were slightly confused.

Seeing that Zhang Jianan woke up, Xiang Weiding was stunned for a moment. After being surprised, he thought that maybe he hadn't lowered his voice, so he woke up Zhang Jianan. He was a little flustered, but he quickly suppressed it, calm and gentle With a smile, he said: "I woke you up, there is nothing else, you can continue to sleep!"

Although Zhang Jianan woke up, he was still not very sober. He blinked and stared blankly at Xiang Weiding above. Why did he suddenly feel that the person in front of him... looked like a child he raised, but not like a child he raised? What about the older child?

"Weiding?" Zhang Jianan frowned and called again hesitantly. He raised his head and touched Xiang Weiding's face, caressing Xiang Weiding's eyebrows. He was sure that this was his son, but... why did he suddenly feel that his son seemed to have grown up? How old are you?There seems to be a big difference.

"What?" Seeing Zhang Jianan's hesitation and confusion, Xiang Weiding smiled gently, took Zhang Jianan's hand and touched his face carefully several times, and said softly: "I am Weiding. "

"It's really Weiding?" Zhang Jianan's thirsty head was a little confused, and he unconsciously slid down from Xiang Weiding's tall nose, his fingers rested on Xiang Weiding's lips, and his fingers moved, almost poking into Xiang Weiding. fixed mouth.

Zhang Jian'an's finger was placed on Xiang Weiding's lips unconsciously, but... this was considered a huge sensuality to Xiang Weiding, so before he had time to think, he opened his lips and put Zhang Jian'an's finger in his mouth , the teeth bit down lightly, and the tongue licked the upper fingertips cooperatively.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the skin on the fingers is the most sensitive, especially the middle finger and index finger held by Xiang Weiding, Xiang Weiding's movements gave Zhang Jianan a tingling pleasure, like a series of weak electric currents reaching the bottom of his heart, Zhang Jianan froze, and then wanted to withdraw his hand.

Sensing Zhang Jian'an's movement, Xiang Weiding grabbed Zhang Jian'an's hand first and did not let go. After playing with Zhang Jian'an's middle finger and index finger enough, he began to hold Zhang Jian'an's other fingers, and finally licked his palm.

I don’t know whether it’s because the high fever body becomes sensitive after drinking, or Zhang Jian’an, who has been abstinent for too long, can’t help but fuck. Anyway, as soon as the palm of his hand falls under Xiang Weiding’s lips, Zhang Jian’an can’t help his body just after being licked. Trembling, I wanted to withdraw my hand, but unfortunately my body was weak, and Xiang Weiding's strength was much stronger than his.

Xiang Weiding was light and sometimes heavy, or brushed his teeth across the palm of his hand, or pressed his tongue against his palm, and soon felt that Zhang Jianan had no resistance, Xiang Weiding held Zhang Jianan's other hand at the same time, firmly Grabbing it, and rubbing the skin of the palm of his hand with his thumb, the behavior of taking care of Zhang Jianan's two hands at the same time made Zhang Jianan's eyes that were not sober at first even more blurred.

(patted head, hit the wall, wrote and revised, never finished, don't want to be too late, so I will pass it first, forgive me)