"You were really easy to take care of when you were a child."

Rong Zheng's words were spoken very softly against Rong Rong's ear. As he spoke, a warm and moist stream of heat blew past his ear. Rong Rong's ear was

A little hot and itchy, he unconsciously raised his hand to touch his ear, and Rong Zheng held the hand that touched his ear.

Rong Rong's hand was a bit cold, Rong Zheng took his hand, clasped it with both hands, put it to his own lips, and breathed in the hot air.

Rong Weishan and Ying Lan were sitting on the sofa in the living room. At this time, as long as any one of them stood up and raised his head inadvertently, he would see them standing at the corner.

Rong Rong did not withdraw his hand, but curled his lips and smiled at his brother.

Rong Zheng bent his fingers and flicked his forehead, "I said, if you are sad, you don't have to laugh."

Ying Lan's voice came from downstairs, "Xiaoyi, you've been tired for a long day too. Go to bed early."

Jian Yi: "Yes. Mom, good night, Dad, good night."

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of his mother standing up from the sofa. He might find them at any time. Before he could think about it, he grabbed his brother's hand and quickly returned to the room.

Closing the door softly, Rong Rong's heart was still beating too fast. The situation he and his brother were in now was so exciting that it seemed like they were having an affair, right under their parents' noses.

Although, the actual situation may not be any better, just a little bit better.

"sorry."

Rong Rong turned around, realizing that he might have overreacted just now, held his brother's hand, shook it, and apologized to his brother.

Rong Zheng looked down at him, "Why are you apologizing?"

Rong Rong smiled, "I seem to be too timid."

"You're not timid, you're just too afraid of losing."

Rong Rong looked at his brother in shock.

Rong Zheng looked into Rong Rong's eyes sternly, "Are you worried that your parents will be angry and disappointed with us after knowing what happened to us? You are afraid that they will be sad, and you are also afraid of them?"

The reaction will be more intense than you expected. But rather than making them angry and sad, what you fear most is losing them."

Rong Rong opened his mouth slightly, his throat was slightly blocked, and his chest was filled with some kind of surge of emotion. Before he said anything, his brother completely understood what he was thinking.

The little fool who thought he was strong and could handle everything on his own embraced him and Rong Zheng kissed Rong Rong's ear.

When Rong Rong heard it, a shallow sigh sounded in his ears, "I understand your uneasiness and fear, so you don't have to apologize to me."

Rong Rong's fingertips grabbed his brother's collar, and he leaned on his brother's shoulder. He blinked lightly, blinking away the heat welling up in his eyes.

Rong Zheng took Rong Rong's hand and walked to Rong Rong's bed. He pulled Rong Rong and sat down on his lap, "Do you want to talk to me about the Jian family and you?

parents."

In his own rental house or in a hotel, Rong Rong often uses his brother as a sofa or chair. He doesn't even sit on the sofa or bed. He always sits on his brother's lap.

It was as if Rong Zheng's thigh was burning his buttocks. He touched his brother's thigh and stood up immediately, "I didn't lock the door to the room."

Rong Zheng pulled his hand with a little force, pulled Rong Rong to sit on his lap, and said softly, "Don't worry, you must not be asleep at this time. Your parents will knock on the door before coming in."

Rong Rong doesn't know how his brother manages to be completely calm. Is this the psychological quality of the boss? His brother never thought about what might happen this time. His parents forgot.

You didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door open and came in?

"Continuing with the topic just now, do you want to talk to me?"

"What if I? say I? don't? want to talk?"

Rong Zheng's attitude was very clear, "Then we won't talk."

Rongrong kissed his brother on the lips and said, "Thank you, boyfriend."

Rong Zheng could sense that Rong Rong had something on his mind, that part of his mind, even as a lover and brother, he couldn't share it. Rong Zheng didn't say anything. He accompanied Rong Rong.

After staying in the room for a while, and it was getting late, he patted him on the head and stood up, "Go to bed early."

Rong Rong followed Rong Zheng's movements and stood up. He was a little surprised, "Brother, are you leaving now?"

"You haven't come back for so long. Mom will definitely come to your room in the middle of the night and peek at you. In this case, do you still want me to stay?"

Rong Rong waved to his brother very simply, "Brother, good night."

Rong Zheng pinched his face lightly, not paying attention to his attitude. The corners of his lips curved up in a doting manner, "Good night, little boyfriend."

The ears are slightly hot.

Rong Zheng went back to his room.

After taking a shower, Rong Rong lay on the bed and browsed several perfume official websites and forums that he often visited. He was obviously sleepy after ten o'clock. Is that okay? He, it was almost eleven o'clock, unexpectedly

?Still unable to fall asleep.

The quilt is very clean. It is the fragrance that they have always used. It has a light peach, fruity and sweet fragrance, as well as ylang-ylang and rose. It smells good and is very clean. I spent a clean time.

Turning his head, he could even smell the fluffy aroma of the quilt after it had been exposed to the sun, but he could not smell the slightest trace of his brother's breath.

Rong Rong has been sleeping with his brother during this time. He has become accustomed to it. When he closes his eyes, he is enveloped by the familiar scent. The bedding is too clean, and the sweet smell of flowers and fruits makes him sleep for a long time.

There is no time to help? He fell asleep. If he had known better, he should have asked his brother to leave some clothes?...

Really unable to sleep, Rong Rong took a pillow and lay on it. For him now, lying on his stomach was far more comfortable than lying down. He sent a message to his brother, "Brother, sleep

Is it done yet?”

After sending the message, it took about five or six minutes, but there was still no response. Rongrong looked at the time on his phone. At this point, his brother should have gone to bed long ago, right?

Rong Rong got out of bed, took out the Bluetooth headset in his pocket, and planned to use the old method to listen to his brother's audio to fall asleep. He put the headsets on his left and right ears respectively, and Rong Rong found him on his mobile phone.

Brother's audio, turn off the bedside light.

In the darkness, the sound of an incoming message sounded, and the screen of the mobile phone placed next to the pillow lit up.

Rong Rong picked up the phone, and a message from Rong Zheng popped up in the dialog box, "Open the door."

Rong Rong's heart skipped a beat suddenly. He turned on the bedside lamp and quickly sat up from the bed.

Rong Rong opened the door. His brother was still holding the cell phone in his hand and was standing outside the door. The dim yellow light in the room reflected his face, which looked so handsome.

Rong Rong quickly glanced in the direction of his parents' room, and he dragged his brother into the room. After he closed the door with his feet, his lips immediately blocked Rong Zheng's lips.

, the tip of his tongue pushed open Rong Zheng's teeth, rolled up his brother's tongue, and sucked hard.

Rong Zheng rubbed his waist, signaling that he didn't have to be so eager, but Rong Rong still savagely rammed into his brother's mouth. Rong Zheng had no choice but to match Rong Rong's rhythm, and he accepted his tongue.

, guide him to slow down.

Before falling in love with his brother, Rong Rong had never thought that there would be such a person in this world. As long as he appeared in front of him, his heart would be uncontrollably ecstatic.

The bodies of the two people gradually came to the bedside. Rong Zheng tripped his legs on the bed and fell backward. Rong Zheng put his hands behind his head to protect him.

, put his hands on the bed, and lay down on the bed.

Rong Rong bit his brother's lips lightly. He stared at his brother for a moment, breathing a little fast and his eyes bright, "I thought you were asleep, brother."

Rong Zheng touched the tip of Rong Rong's nose and said, "I'm ready to sleep."

Rong Rong's eyes were puzzled, "Brother, why aren't you asleep yet? Don't you usually go to bed very early?"

"Thinking of you."

A smile appeared in Rong Rong's eyes. He lowered his head and pecked his brother's lips again. If it wasn't enough, he pecked him again. It turned out that he was not the only one who was used to two people sleeping together.

.

Rong Zheng withdrew the hand that was supporting him on the bed. He lay down next to Rong Rong and covered both of them with quilts. "Go to sleep, I'll wait until you fall asleep."

?house."

Rong Rong was a little hesitant, "What if mom comes in at this time..."

"Tell the truth. Just say that you can't sleep and I'll come over to stay with you. Will she think of other things? Or do you want me to go back now?"

Rong Rong turned over and sat up. He separated his legs from the quilt and sat on his brother's body. He said fiercely: "You are not allowed to come back?!"

Rong Zheng chuckled, "Well, no? Back?"

Rong Rong climbed down from his brother's body, and the headset in his right ear became loose and fell off. Rong Rong quickly picked it up.

Rong Zheng's thoughts moved slightly. He asked calmly: "Are you listening to the song?"

His body was slightly stiff, and he made a vague "um" sound.

"Give me one?"

His left ear was empty, and the headset on Rong Zheng's left was taken away by his brother. Rong Zheng put it in his own left ear, and a sound he was very familiar with came from the headset.

Rong Rong lay flat on the bed, his cheeks getting redder and redder.

Rong Zheng took off the headset from his ear, and put his lips against Rong Rong's ear, using a voice that was far more magnetic than the sound coming out of the headset. He said in a low voice: "Baby, do you want to continue listening?"

A burst of warm and moist air passed by Rong Rong's ears, and his ears burned.

The real person is here, but he still listens to nonsense. Rong Rong decisively put the headset into the charging compartment. After a while, he poked his brother's waist, "I? This is the audio, brother, what are you going to do now?"

Record one for me?"

"No? Recorded."
To be continued...