Adoption relationship

Xiang Weiding leaned on the back of the seat, with one arm around Zhang Jianan's shoulder and the other around Zhang Jianan's waist, allowing Zhang Jianan to lean comfortably in his arms. This is a hugging position, very intimate Very gentle gesture.

Xia Tian wore such a piece of clothing, through the thin fabric, Xiang Weiding could feel Zhang Jianan's gentle breathing, and at the same time he could feel his heart beating straight, remembering that he had just met with Zhang Jianan was together, when he was eleven or twelve years old, occasionally Zhang Jianan would hug him and watch TV together, but since he entered junior high school at the age of 13, the most intimate action between the two is only when Zhang Jianan went to the street occasionally hold him.

At this time, Zhang Jian'an's breath sprayed on his body with hot air, and Xiang Weiding felt that little bit of temperature permeate into the skin and spread, making his whole body slightly hot.

When hugging Zhang Jian'an, he found the most suitable position, but now...Xiang Weiding's hand on Zhang Jian'an's body—wanted to move, this feeling was only a little bit at first, and quietly grew in his heart.

Some wanted to move, but when Xiang Weiding just wanted to move, he felt strange. It should have been just a simple movement, changing his posture, but at this moment he just felt strange. Looking at Zhang Jianan who closed his eyes and did not respond, Xiang Weiding Wei Ding felt like he was secretly doing something bad, so he hesitated again...

Wanting to move, but wanting to ignore it deliberately, who knows that the feeling of wanting to move is getting stronger and stronger, and even Xiang Weiding gradually feels that the current posture makes him feel uncomfortable. When practicing martial arts, Xiang Weiding can maintain a posture for several hours Do you feel that you can't stand the posture that you have maintained for a few minutes now?

To move, or not to move?

Xiang Weiding struggled fiercely in his heart, his fingers trembling slightly...

"Here we are, the fare is 11 yuan." The driver in the front row stopped the car at the gate of the community.

"Oh well."

Xiang Weiding breathed a sigh of relief, first handed over the fare, and then helped Zhang Jianan get off the bus.

After entering the room, he closed the door with his feet, helped Zhang Jianan back to the room, took off his shoes and let Zhang Jianan lie on the bed, and Xiang Weiding went to get a towel to wipe his face and hands for him. After everything was done, Zhang Jianan was still sleeping. Wei Ding started to be in a daze.

It's nothing to do with him, should he go back to his room?

But...but...what if Zhang Jian'an suddenly needs something?

Forget it, from living together, I knew that Zhang Jian'an would sleep until the next day when he was drunk...

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Xiang Weiding looked down at the defenseless Zhang Jianan who was sleeping soundly. He said to himself, "Look at it for a while, if... If Zhang Jianan doesn't wake up and doesn't need it, just leave and go back to his room." , Xiang Weiding said to himself in his heart.

Zhang Jian'an's appearance...should be relatively ordinary, of course, he can't find that kind of progress without being ashamed, but he is just average, with an ordinary face, but he often wears a gentle smile, making people feel easy to get close to and willing to to get close.

Now Xiang Weiding is much taller than Zhang Jianan, and his hands and feet are correspondingly longer. Xiang Weiding stared at Zhang Jianan in a daze, and then he took Zhang Jianan's hand and spread his hand. Kai opened it in his own hand, compared it, and murmured: "My hand is also bigger than his..."

Then he didn't let go of Zhang Jian'an's hand, he still held it in his hand, his fingers passed through Zhang Jian'an's, clasped it, and clasped his ten fingers, palm to palm.

Xiang Weiding felt close, and felt that the two of them were closer together. He gently and firmly clasped Zhang Jianan's hand so that there was no space between their palms, and then he showed that kind of A simple, childlike smile.

He grabbed Zhang Jianan's other hand with his other hand and planned to do the same, but Xiang Weiding suddenly felt that this would make Zhang Jianan uncomfortable, so he put it down again, and stared blankly at the two people's hands. .

One hand clasped Zhang Jianan's ten fingers, and the other hand covered the back of Zhang Jianan's hand, so that Xiang Weiding's two hands wrapped Zhang Jianan's entire hand. At this moment, Xiang Weiding felt that this It's like owning a part of Zhang Jian'an.

Yes, it is to have, not to be owned, to be active, not to be passive as before.

Gradually, Xiang Weiding's hand left the back of Zhang Jianan's hand, touched his wrist, paused on Zhang Jianan's beating pulse, felt Zhang Jianan's breath of life, then his elbow, arm, and finally touched Zhang Jianan's neck.

The summer open-necked loose T-shirt is more open because of the lying posture, exposing a part of the collarbone. Xiang Weiding's fingers linger on it and gently stroke it, and then slide his fingers up along the middle of the collarbone and touch it. Zhang Jian'an's protruding throat, he playfully stroked it with his middle finger a few times.

Xiang Weiding watched the movements of his fingers intently, and then he didn't know what attracted him. Xiang Weiding lowered his head, approached Zhang Jianan's neck, swallowed, licked his lips, and carefully touched Zhang Jianan's throat with his lips. After a few seconds, it was confirmed that Zhang Jianan had no response. He carefully stuck out his tongue and licked it gently, focusing and carefully, like treating the most delicious candy in the world...

Enough tossing and teasing on Zhang Jianan's throat, but Xiang Weiding's lips and tongue were unwilling to leave, he licked around dissatisfied, moved his lips to Zhang Jianan's chin, and pressed wet kisses one after another, he thought so It wasn't enough, he couldn't help obeying the desire in his heart, opened his mouth and bit lightly, bit once, licked gently for a while, and then bit again, he never tired of this game.

After making Zhang Jianan's skin flushed, Xiang Weiding finally stopped his movements, and then he saw Zhang Jianan's light-colored lips...

Xiang Weiding swallowed nervously, and slightly squeezed his hand with Zhang Jianan, sweat seeped out of his palm. At this moment, he could touch Zhang Jianan's lips by raising his head slightly, but... he was faintly timid... …

Light color, light pink, after drinking alcohol, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach and feel a little hot, so I slightly open my lips and let out a little breath.

The distance between the lips was very close, and Xiang Weiding could even feel Zhang Jian'an's breath with the faint smell of alcohol, but Xiang Weiding just didn't dare to approach.

He looked at Zhang Jian'an's lips anxiously, a little afraid, as if it would hurt him, and at the same time, he looked at Zhang Jian'an's lips intently, with some longing, like a thirsty traveler in the desert...

For a long, long time, when Xiang Weiding maintained this posture and felt that his body was starting to stiffen, he approached cautiously, stuck out his tongue and touched it lightly, and then left quickly. After another long, long time, Zhang Jianan did not respond, and Xiang Weiding Feeling relieved, I touched it tentatively again.