After breakfast, Yang Zicong didn't want to follow Shang Yizheng as closely as before. Instead, he sat on the sofa, holding the big rabbit and facing the TV that was not on. He didn't know what he was thinking, but when he saw him
Her face is red, she must be thinking about something strange.
"Why don't you turn on the TV?" Shang Yizheng, who had finished washing the dishes, came back and sat next to him, leaning his head to look at him.
"No, it's nothing. There are no good programs to watch now." Yang Zicong shrank his head and hid his head behind the rabbit's head and whispered.
"Really? Do you want to say something to your brother?" Shang Yizheng turned sideways and pulled the rabbit, trying to pull away the rabbit that covered Yang Zicong's figure, but Yang Zicong held on tightly.
Shang Yizheng pulled twice and let go when he didn't pull away.
"Yao, what do you want to say?" Yang Zicong's voice fluctuated a bit. He was worried that Shang Yizheng would talk about last night's events, so he stood up hurriedly: "I, I want to read the book, so I'm going back to the room first."
After saying that, he wanted to pass by Shang Yizheng, but as soon as he reached Shang Yizheng, Shang Yizheng grabbed his arm with one hand, and with a strong pull, he fell onto Shang Yizheng.
"What book do you want to read in such a hurry? We'll read it later. Let's talk to my brother first." Shang Yizheng still held his hand with one hand and put his other hand around his waist to prevent him from moving away. He pressed his chin against his
On his shoulder, he said softly, but there seemed to be a bit of mischief in his tone. Unfortunately, the little man didn't notice it. Seeing that he couldn't struggle out, he stayed in Shang Yizheng's arms obediently and peeked at Shang Yizheng.
Yi Zheng looked nervous
"What to say?"
"Don't Xiao Cong have anything to say to your brother?" He leaned close to the little man's ear and deliberately blew a gentle breath. He immediately got the effect he wanted, and the little man's whole body trembled.
"Why are you shaking? Are you cold?" Shang Yizheng asked knowingly, then tightened his hands
"Come, come closer to my brother, he is warmer"
"No, I'm not cold." My brother is really warm and comfortable. I feel so comfortable that I want to sleep in his arms, but I suddenly feel embarrassed. I don't know why, but I used to lean on my brother like this.
I don’t feel inappropriate, but because of what happened yesterday, if I lean on my brother like this now, I will think of what happened last night, and I always feel very embarrassed, so even though I really want to rely on my brother, it’s better to leave.
"Xiao Cong is not cold, but brother is very cold? So Xiao Cong warms brother up." Shang Yizheng would not let go just like that, but he still hugged him justifiably.
"Then brother, just hold the rabbit. I'll give it to you." Yang Zicong started to fidget again. He picked up the rabbit with one hand and handed it to Shang Yizheng.
"No," Shang Yizheng refused without thinking, twisting his head a little childishly.
"What?" Yang Zicong didn't expect him to refuse immediately. He was stunned for a moment, and then brought the rabbit between them.
"Brother, this rabbit is good. Rabbits are warmer."
"No, I want to hold Xiao Cong. Xiao Cong is warmer, softer, and has a milky smell. With your fair skin, it looks like a milk cake. It makes people want to go to heaven.
Take another bite, hold it in your mouth and enjoy it slowly." Shang Yizheng said as he put his mouth to the little man's neck, and actually stuck out his tongue and licked it. It seemed to feel good, so he licked it again.
Then he continued to move up, opened his mouth slightly, and took the little man's delicate earlobe in his mouth, and sighed softly with satisfaction.
"Um…"
Yang Zicong didn't expect that Shang Yizheng would actually kiss him. When the tip of his warm tongue swept across his neck, he was stunned for a moment, then his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his hands helplessly tightened his grip.
The eyes of the rabbit in his hand were a little blurry. When Shang Yizheng took his earlobe in his mouth, he couldn't help but moan.
The soft sound made Shang Yizheng's whole body feel warm. He remembered the way the little man slumped in his arms and moaned with emotion last night. His eyes darkened a bit, and he stuck out his tongue and flicked it on his earlobe.
Immediately, I heard the little man's breathy breathing again.
"Do you like it?" Shang Yizheng asked gently, and the hand holding the little man's waist moved gently.
Hearing Shang Yizheng's question, Yang Zicong was still confused and didn't know what he was talking about. When he regained consciousness, he yelled in panic, pushed Shang Yizheng away, and looked at Shang with slightly panting eyes.
To govern
"Brother...you, you..." looked at Shang Yizheng and was speechless but couldn't say anything.
Seeing that the little man seemed a little unable to accept it, Shang Yizheng came to his senses and said with a smile: "Xiao Cong really looks like milk cake. It tastes really good. If I had known better, I wouldn't have eaten it just now.
It’s breakfast, just eat it and you’ll be fine”
"I can't eat it." Upon hearing this, Yang Zicong quickly shrank his neck and said seriously. When he saw Shang Yizheng's smiling eyes, he realized that he had been teased by Shang Yizheng. He couldn't help but frown and glared at Shang Yizheng.
Yi Zheng said aggrievedly: "Brother, you bully me."
"No way, Xiao Cong is very delicious. If you don't believe me, come here and let me bite it. I will definitely swallow it." He leaned towards the little man again while pretending.
"No, I really can't eat it." He struggled but couldn't break away from Shang Yizheng's hand, so he hunched his neck and buried it in Shang Yizheng's chest, lowering his head, trying not to let Shang Yizheng bite him.
"Okay, brother won't bite you anymore. You fool, how can I be willing to bite you?" Shang Yizheng tightened his grip and said with a smile.
Yang Zicong then secretly looked up at Shang Yizheng. Seeing that he really didn't look like he was going to bite him, he straightened up aggrievedly. In fact, he knew in his heart that Shang Yizheng wouldn't really bite him, but he couldn't help it.
I'm afraid, I'm afraid that he will hit me again, and I can't help but lose the strength like before, and I moan unconsciously. It's really embarrassing to look like this.
"Actually, brother wants to talk to you about your birthday." Shang Yizheng brushed the hair from the little man's forehead and said to him seriously.
"Brother, do you know?" Unexpectedly, Shang Yizheng wanted to talk to him about his birthday. After being stunned, he smiled and said, "Grandpa and the others were already making preparations. It was the National Day holiday at that time, and grandpa said it would be held this year.
Live at home”
"It turns out that we have already made preparations, but I didn't even tell my brother." Shang Yizheng pinched the tip of the little man's nose and laughed.
"I plan to tell you in a few days. It's not a big deal. Don't worry." Looking at Shang Yizheng's doting eyes, Yang Zicong relaxed and leaned into Shang Yizheng's arms, with his head on his shoulder.
After rubbing it comfortably, he said
"Who says it's not a big deal? My little man has turned one year older. This is a big deal. Your birthday is next week. How many days do you plan to tell me before? How can I prepare a gift for you?"
He gently stroked the little man's back with his hand and said seriously
"Come and tell brother, what gift do you want? Brother will prepare it for you right away."
"I don't need any gifts. I just want my brother to spend time with me this year. Will he come?" Yang Zicong looked at Shang Yizheng expectantly. Shang Yizheng naturally nodded and would not disappoint him.
"Of course I'm going. It's rare that Grandpa Yang has invited outsiders this time, so I will naturally go." In previous years, the Yang family's parents didn't invite outsiders, and their family was just lively and lively, so even if I wanted to, I couldn't go.
This is great, I can go and participate in it in a legitimate manner
"Really, brother, don't lie to others. I'll treat him to a cake then." Yang Zicong was so happy that he almost danced, hugging Shang Yizheng's shoulders and smiling with eyes wide open.
"Don't forget what Xiao Cong said. I won't leave until I have the cake." Shang Yizhi smiled happily, rolled his eyes, kissed the corner of his mouth, and observed the villain with his eyes.
As expected, the little man did not notice the kiss. He was so happy that Shang Yizheng was a little proud.
"I won't forget it. As long as my brother comes, I won't forget it." Yang Zicong said happily to himself