Adoption relationship

One, two, three...

leave no more...trace the shape of the lips with the tongue...

Then lips meet lips...

…Hold Zhang Jianan’s lips lightly, suck gently, lick and lick, and nibble lightly…

There is no need to learn all this, as long as you obey your inner desire, clumsy, jerky, careful...

The tongue, bit by bit, touched the teeth, pressed it for a while, held his breath nervously, pried open the jaws that were not closed deliberately by the owner, stretched the tongue shiveringly, and touched the soft and slippery tongue, Xiang Weiding shrank back in shock.

After a while, Xiang Weiding confirmed that Zhang Jianan was still unconscious. He carefully inserted his tongue in again, touched his tongue, swung it along the edge of the gum a few times, then gently rolled up Zhang Jianan's tongue, stopped, He didn't move again, and after waiting for a while, Zhang Jian'an still didn't respond, and Xiang Weiding squirmed gently.

Gradually, Xiang Weiding's breath became a little unstable, he breathed heavily, gasped slightly, and exhaled heavily...

Because Zhang Jianan didn't have the slightest sense of resistance and rejection during the whole process, Xiang Weiding became more and more presumptuous, more and more addicted, sweeping every place in Zhang Jianan's mouth, his strength changed from light to heavy, as if he wanted to shake Zhang Jianan's body. It's like everyone swallowed...

"...Mm..." Breathing was a little obstructed, and Zhang Jianan frowned in a deep sleep.

The obsessed Xiang Weiding didn't hear the sound at all, let go of the hand that he held with Zhang Jianan, and couldn't help touching Zhang Jianan's body, got into his clothes, stroked the skin he had thought about thousands of times, and felt like Extremely warm and cool touch...

"...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu......

Zhang Jianan's hand waved to Xiang Weiding's body. It was not heavy, but very light, but this little force was enough for Xiang Weiding to feel, and he became sober. He left Zhang Jianan's body, stood up abruptly, and panicked. Looking at Zhang Jian'an, thinking he would wake up, he took two steps back in a panic, and accidentally knocked over a chair. With a "bang", there was a loud noise in the quiet room...

Zhang Jian'an opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and Xiang Weiding saw that Zhang Jian'an seemed to be looking at him, and his heart stopped for a moment in fright.

How to do?

How to do it?

Will it be discovered?

Will be disgusted?

Xiang Weiding looked at Zhang Jianan in horror. When people panic, they always think the worst. He thought he would be discovered, disgusted, or even driven away. The fear in his heart made him tremble all over. Just now The heart that was still excited and hot seemed to be firmly grasped by a hand at this moment, stuffy, painful, cold, suffocating...

"...I...no...I..." Xiang Weiding opened his mouth tremblingly, speaking incoherently, he didn't know what he wanted to say.

Terrified, Xiang Weiding backed away step by step, away from Zhang Jianan, he wanted to escape, to escape, to a place without Zhang Jianan, not because he wanted to leave Zhang Jianan, his body and mind were inseparable, but ...The fear of being disgusted made him just want to run away, so far away that he couldn't see Zhang Jianan's disgusted expression, and couldn't hear Zhang Jianan's cold voice telling him to go away...

While staring at Wei Ding's flushed eyes as if they were about to fall out of his eye sockets, Zhang Jian'an blinked, then closed his eyes suddenly, moved his body a little, adjusted his posture, and breathed calmly again.

It seems... fell asleep?

Xiang Weiding kept leaning against the cold wall, not daring to move, not even breathing, his body tensed, and he continued to stare at Zhang Jianan without blinking, praying in his heart "sleep, sleep Well, you're drunk, you haven't woken up, you haven't opened your eyes, you don't know what I just did..."

After standing for a long time, until his body started to go numb, Xiang Weiding's body was no longer so tense, and he relaxed a little. He let out a deep breath from his chest, moved his footsteps closer to Zhang Jianan, and made sure that he was really asleep. After the past, Xiang Weiding completely relaxed.

Touching his forehead, his forehead was full of sweat. The moment Zhang Jianan opened his eyes just now, Xiang Weiding broke out in cold sweat. Looking at Zhang Jianan who fell asleep again, he reached out his hand to touch Weiding. Touch, comfort yourself, stretch out your hand in mid-air, and suddenly stop...

Wait, what is he doing?

Seeing the marks on Zhang Jian'an's body, and the slightly swollen red lips, Xiang Weiding opened his mouth in disbelief. He couldn't believe that this was something he did?

With a "snap", Xiang Weiding slapped himself hard, his face was burning with pain, he tasted blood in his mouth, and his body staggered back until it hit the cold and hard wall, as if his body had lost its support. Sliding down the wall and sitting on the ground, he froze.

what happened?

How could he do this to Zhang Jianan?

How could he do such despicable, dirty, and unforgivable things while Zhang Jianan was asleep?

Xiang Weiding, who was really sober, couldn't accept his behavior at all. What is he doing like this?offend?Obscenity?Or something far more serious than that...

What is he like?Maybe even worse than the third adoptive father back then, at least Xiang Weiding was sober back then, but what about him today?

Zhang Jian'an gave him everything, he was the best person in the world, why did he violate him?

A kind of cold came out from the bottom of his heart, Xiang Weiding hugged himself tightly, he thought, if Zhang Jianan didn't wake up suddenly, maybe... maybe he would not be able to control himself and do other more excessive things... Thinking of the consequences Xiang Weiding trembled all over, he couldn't leave Zhang Jianan, he couldn't be hated by Zhang Jianan, he couldn't make Zhang Jianan angry, that would be worse than death.

Xiang Weiding bit his hand hard, punishingly, until he tasted the strong smell of blood, looking at Zhang Jianan who was sleeping on the bed not far away, his eyes watered Angry, he wanted to cry "pain" weakly, not physically, but in the heart...

In the year when he first went to the martial arts training school, every time Xiang Weiding was injured, Zhang Jian'an would look at him with a distressed face, and while treating his wound with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol and medicine, he would blow gently, like coaxing a child "It doesn't hurt anymore if you blow it, I give it to Weiding, it doesn't hurt that much."

Now...Xiang Weiding really wants to see Zhang Jianan's nervous and distressed expression, thinking about it...

"...pain...uncomfortable...Weiding is uncomfortable..."

Xiang Weiding crawled over almost on both hands and feet, looked at Zhang Jianan, his face was full of bewilderment, and whispered softly like a child who has been wronged by the world looking for comfort from an adult.

"...uncomfortable...painful...you blow me away..."

Xiang Weiding put his bleeding hand close to Zhang Jianan's mouth, and read nervously. Then, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, and they fell one by one, hitting Zhang Jianan. There was no response at all when he fell asleep, and it was precisely because he knew that Zhang Jianan was asleep that Xiang Weiding did this, the first time he yelled "pain"...