After pretending to be A, I was hugged by the national brother [Transmigration Book]

...something seems to be wrong.

Just when Zhong Xun's consciousness became more and more hazy, his body was suddenly embraced gently from behind.

The familiar clear breath surged up with that person's movements, and he could be confirmed who he was without looking back.

"what happened?"

While secretly wondering why the person in his arms didn't try to get out of his embrace shyly as usual, Fu Shiyan leaned forward ambiguously against Zhong Xun's neck, and accidentally brushed his ear with his lips. At the moment, it brought a scorching temperature.

Somewhat hot.

"...to hug."

Unwilling to be embraced by him from behind, the person in his arms turned around actively, found a comfortable position, and slipped into Fu Shiyan's arms with a little force.

...Why does he feel that the current scene seems a little familiar?

"you've been drinking?"

The answer to Fu Shiyan was the breath of the person who threw himself into his arms with a little aftertaste of alcohol.

"..."

At this moment, the first thought that came to Fu Shiyan's mind was to be thankful. Fortunately, the previous self let him agree to pick him up. If Zhong Xun in this state is left here alone, he still doesn't know what will happen next. .

Although he knew that this matter had nothing to do with Zhu Zhouyang who didn't know the inside story, Fu Shiyan still inevitably felt a little angry towards him.

"Hey, I'll take you home."

The person in his arms nestled obediently into his arms, Fu Shiyan lowered his head and gently kissed his trembling eyelashes through the mask he strongly demanded that he wear, bent down and freed a hand slightly, holding him The whole person hugged each other horizontally.

Zhong Xun embraced his neck obediently.

...It would be nice if he was this obedient when he was awake.

Zhong Xun, who was awake, would never let himself be hugged like this, let alone hugged in such a posture on the street with people coming and going.

No matter how he thought about it, Fu Shiyan felt it was unfair.

He can carry himself, but can't he hug him?

The more Fu Shiyan thought about it, the more wronged he became.

The Fu family's car was parked not far from here. Fu Shiyan just hugged Zhong Xun and got into the car. After reporting the address of his home to the driver in the front seat, he directly closed the door that separates the back seat from the front driving area. sheet divider.

It was probably because the shaking all the way just now made Zhong Xun a little uncomfortable. After finally holding him and sitting firmly on the seat, he moved restlessly in Fu Shiyan's arms.

"..."

Every time he gets drunk is when Fu Shiyan's self-control is severely/tortured/questioned/.

"Don't move anymore."

Fu Shiyan gently pressed his two uneasy hands, whether it was Zhong Xun's drunkenness before or his own susceptible period not long ago, those moments were still bound by the relationship between whether he really broke the paper For himself, he can almost say that he has no worries now, if he really wants to let Zhong Xun, who doesn't know it, move on like this, he can't guarantee what will happen.

"I like it, I like it very much."

Probably because he didn't like the feeling of being controlled and not being free, Zhong Xun looked very impatient. He raised his head and rubbed against Fu Shiyan's arms regardless, from his chest all the way up to his neck. go.

His head was groggy, and the clear breath in front of him seemed to be the only signpost on this endless road. He only knew to look for this favorite breath and go all the way forward.

"...do you know what you're doing?"

Looking at Zhong Xun who was rubbing around his gland like a puppy, Fu Shiyan's Adam's apple moved slightly.

"know."

But that person answered his question very frankly at this time, stretched out/put out/tongue/head/, tentatively/sexually licked his glands, and added a vague sentence in his mouth ,"like."

"..."

Fu Shiyan was almost driven crazy by him.

"Do you like me, or do you like my pheromones?"

Qi and blood kept surging upwards in his body. After being teased by him like this, something would happen sooner or later. Fu Shiyan let go of his hands that were restraining him, and stretched out his hands to lift up this little heartless chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. ,"Um?"

Zhong Xun tilted his head and stared at his face seriously for a while, then showed a sweet smile, "I like you."

"I like you the most."

With a bang, Fu Shiyan felt something explode brilliantly in his mind, he bit his lip firmly, and struggled with the remaining rationality, "Then tell me, who am I? "

"You're a boyfriend."

Almost without any hesitation, the hands that had lost their confinement wrapped around his shoulders again, even tighter than before, as if emphasizing, he repeated earnestly, "My boyfriend."

"..."

The last sliver of rationality disappeared with his words, and Fu Shiyan pulled off the mask covering his face, /stretched/body/ leaned forward.

Zhong Xun sat on his body, catering to his /fierce/strong/demand.

In the past, because he was afraid of scaring the children, Fu Shiyan even restrained himself from kissing, but now the bottom line of defense has also collapsed because of his unconscious / teasing / poking /.

In the narrow compartment, the intertwined pheromones of the two people become more and more intense, /clothing/material/connecting/rubbing/rubbing/sound/and/water between/lips/teeth/flowing/turning/ /Sound is infinitely amplified in such a space.

"Breathe... I can't breathe..."

The air in the lungs was squeezed out almost completely by this man, and the sobbing sound that finally came out between the kisses was ignored by him as if he didn't hear it, and he demanded excessively from himself time and time again.

...something seems to be wrong.

Not only the air in his lungs, but also the strength of his whole body was emptied by Fu Shiyan's further plundering. The hands around his neck could hardly intertwine, if he hadn't held his waist firmly behind his back , Zhong Xun is afraid that not the whole person will /paralyze/soft/go down.

Just when Zhong Xun thought he would be suffocated by his kiss, that person finally left his lips softly/panting/breathing/.

"It's what you said before, it's too unfair that I can't do to you what you can do to me."

Those amber eyes that were always bright were stained with a deep color at this moment, "It's too late to regret it now."

The oxygen-deficient brain and drifting rationality made Zhong Xun unable to understand the meaning of Fu Shiyan's words at the moment. With some difficulty, he calmed down his breathing, and met Fu Shiyan's gaze with hazy eyes.

"...I don't want to take you home, take you back to my house, okay?"

The author has something to say: Can someone explain to me what the yellow face means?

Is it possible for underage kissers to kiss like this? I won’t be reported as a seal omg

I seriously remind everyone that I have already written it together, you must remember to pay attention to my Weibo, and I will stop here