atypical dependency

After being teased by Xiao Yihu for a long time, just as Wei Zhuoyan felt the heat in his lower abdomen gradually soar, the blushing man suddenly stopped, stared at Wei Zhuoyan playfully and said, "You're right. , you are hurting, you should take a good rest." Then he raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and hugged Wei Zhuoyan's forehead tightly and kissed him, and with that rather harsh grin, he raised his chin in an awkward manner, " Then I'll come see you tomorrow."

When Xiao Yi left, Wei Zhuoyan hadn't realized what happened.

When he finally realized that he was pulled into the air but thrown there like a prank, he immediately felt an indescribable sense of uselessness.

Filled with the urge to cut Xiao Yi off with a knife, he stared dumbfoundedly at the half-raised banner below him, sat for a while before getting off the bed, and walked to the ward bathroom in a useless manner.

Standing in the dark and narrow space, Wei Zhuoyan hesitated for a long time before reaching for his underwear and pressing a certain place to enter the dangerous warning area.

While thinking about the kid's face that deserved a beating, he raised his head and stared at the ceiling.

"Stinky boy..." His breath was messy, his eyes gradually turned loose, and his movements became more intense, "...When did you learn to be so bad?"

……

In the next few days, Xiao Yi came to see Wei Zhuoyan after get off work.

The two exchanged their daily knowledge, talked about their recent mood and plans, and unexpectedly found great joy in these trivial things that couldn't be more ordinary.

While exchanging current contact information, Xiao Yi explained Xiang Jie's matter to Wei Zhuoyan from the beginning to the end. Wei Zhuoyan understood that in addition to dispatching work, another important reason for Xiao Yi's return to China was to avoid his adoptive mother's forced marriage request.

Although the method used was really a bad strategy, Xiao Yi said that he was in a hurry at the beginning and didn't think so much.

On the day Wei Zhuoyan was discharged from the hospital, Xiao Yi drove over to pick him up.

The two ran to the city center to have a casual meal and then rushed to work.

In the next few weeks, Xiao Yi would often run to Wei Zhuoyan's apartment at night. When they were happy, they would usually play in the public basketball area across the street until late at night, and then Xiao Yi would stop by Wei Zhuoyan's house to sleep.

To Wei Zhuoyan's surprise, the man who always liked to touch him was as gentle as a house cat every time he shared the bed with him. Active deviance.

The two stayed together several times, but nothing happened except that they shared the same bed.

In Wei Zhuoyan's opinion, this was a bit of a plus. The other party was obviously more stable than a few years ago, very measured, and proceeded step by step, without the reckless impulse to achieve certain goals.

Just like that, and the two of them spent another period of peaceful and pleasant days, Xiao Yi finally revealed the fact that he had nothing to do with Xiang Jie at a company press conference.

During this period, Xiao's mother and Xiao's father came to visit once. At that time, Wei Zhuoyan happened to be off work and went to Xiao Yi's company to find each other. Without knowing it, he was still talking happily with the two in the living room.

Until meeting Xiao Yi, when Xiao's mother realized that Wei Zhuoyan was Xiao Yi's real date, Wei Zhuoyan still remembered quite clearly the expression on his face.

The surprise of the other party could be seen, but it was not as exaggerated as Wei Zhuoyan imagined. He thought that maybe the other party had already had Xiang Jie's scandal as a psychological foreshadowing, and the negotiation-like bargaining between the two parties did not seem too unreasonable.

This embarrassing confrontation lasted for nearly a week. When Xiao Yi told them sincerely about the past few years and Wei Zhuoyan, he learned that Wei Zhuoyan was Xiao Yi's lifesaver back then, Xiao Yi's always stubborn mother Xiao Xiao. Father was also shaken.

Knowing that Xiao Yi's life was saved by Wei Zhuoyan, although the two elders were clearly prepared to "argue" at the beginning, they also seemed quite embarrassed.

After all, she had no choice but to compromise, and Mother Xiao said that as long as they were willing to adopt|adopt|adopt|child|children in the future, then she and Xiao's father would not intervene too much in their affairs.

"Believe me, this is already a huge concession for her." Xiao Yi smiled and teased Wei Zhuoyan who was sitting in the passenger seat while driving the car, "If you know her temper, you will understand what I mean."

"Understood." Wei Zhuoyan stared at the busy road ahead, and smiled heartily, "It's really not easy for your mother to accept me."

"To be honest, I didn't think she would agree." Xiao Yi shook his head, "But the older you are, the more slowly you will tolerate some things."

"Yes." Wei Zhuoyan lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "After all, you are her son, so I still love you."

The two fell silent when they talked about this.

Wei Zhuoyan relaxed his mind and devoted himself to watching the beautiful scenery outside the window.

While he was staring aimlessly at those street shops passing by, Xiao Yi suddenly heard a question.

"Yan, let me tell you about my recent plans."

Taking a sideways glance at Xiao Yi who was driving seriously, Wei Zhuoyan shrugged absently: "Okay."

"I want to call Xiao Heng over for a meal." Xiao Yi moistened his lips and drove steadily.

"Xiao Heng?" Wei Zhuoyan reacted when he heard the name, and then suddenly an unruly face popped into his mind.

"My parents finally came back, but they are going abroad again soon." Xiao Yi smiled lightly, "If the kid doesn't come here, I'm afraid we won't be able to see them again."

Wei Zhuoyan was silent for a long time before picking up: "Do your parents have any opinion on Xiao Heng? Why do you dislike him so much?"

"It's not that I don't want to see him." Xiao Yi's eyes became more relaxed, "It's just..."

After waiting for a long time without Xiao Yi picking up, Wei Zhuoyan frowned: "What?"

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite." Xiao Yi turned into a secluded alley, parked the car on the side of the road, stretched out his hand and squeezed his eyebrows, "It is true that my parents neglected him, but that child is sensitive, and he liked to do things when he was young. Extreme things that got my adoptive parents’ attention and often drove them half dead—he put a label on himself and then wanted the world to think he was an asshole.”

Wei Zhuoyan sighed and laughed: "This kid..."

"To be honest, I don't blame him." Xiao Yi sighed, and looked sideways at Wei Zhuoyan, "I always feel that I have taken what he should have, and I am responsible for how he develops."

"This is your parents' problem and has nothing to do with you." Wei Zhuoyan frowned, "How can there be parents who don't care about their own son?"

"Actually, I thought so too at the beginning." Xiao Yi pursed her lips, "However, after I went abroad two years ago, I realized that they were actually paying attention to Xiao Heng's big and small troubles these years, and even let people follow him to protect him. "Smiling, Xiao Yi raised his chin towards Wei Zhuoyan, "Do you remember that kid who clings to him every day? I didn't know until later that he was the one my parents put beside him to protect him, and he was just one of them."

Wei Zhuoyan smiled and shook his head: "Just that skinny kid?" He remembered that the other person seemed to be called Wu Shuoqian, but with that kid's body, he really didn't know who would protect whom in the end.

Xiao Yi shrugged.

"I can't understand." With a long sigh and leaning back in the chair, Wei Zhuoyan stared at the ceiling and joked, "Your parents' way of thinking is quite out of the ordinary. Why do you take so many detours if you have a way to care for them positively?"

"Is this the first time you know Xiao Heng?" Xiao Yi smiled, "If you really know that kid, you will understand."

"..." Wei Zhuoyan paused for a moment, then nodded and smiled understandingly.

Both of them leaned on the car seat, finally enjoying this moment of peace.

After closing his eyes for a while, Wei Zhuoyan came to his senses and glanced out the window: "By the way, where is this? Why do you park here?"

Hearing the sound, Xiao Yi leaned back on the chair with her eyes closed, but her lips curled into a smile: "It's quiet here, there are few people."

"few people?"

"Yan, I have a proposal."

"You said."

"How about going to my house tonight?"

"Have a meal?"

"Sleep with me."

"Going to sleep at my house is different." Wei Zhuoyan narrowed his eyes and observed the surrounding environment, "This place should be closer to my house, and—"

Halfway through the conversation, he noticed that the man in the driver's seat pulled his seat belt and leaned sideways.

"Huh? - Hmm." As soon as he turned his head and was kissed by Xiao Yi, Wei Zhuoyan opened his eyes in surprise the whole time, until the other party smiled and let go of him.

With his lips parted, Wei Zhuoyan panted lightly and teased, "You're such a quick talker."

"Yan, let's do it tonight."

"..." Wei Zhuoyan looked at Xiao Yi fixedly, it looked like the projector was stuck.

"I can't wait any longer." Xiao Yi was very persistent, and his voice was quite low.

After being frozen on the seat for a long time, Wei Zhuoyan smiled frustratedly: "Am I imprisoning you or abusing you—when did I make you wait?"

"So you are willing?" Xiao Yi frowned.

"No, you—" Seeing Xiao Yi who had already leaned over, Wei Zhuoyan glanced sideways out of the window in embarrassment, making sure that no one else could see them, and then said, "What kind of stimulation is this? Why did you suddenly— "

"Agreed?" Xiao Yi's face was quite serious.

Bite the bullet and observe the other party for a long time, Wei Zhuoyan just nodded when he was brutally bit the corner of his lips.

Almost being thrown directly on the passenger seat by the opponent, Wei Zhuoyan hit the back of his head heavily on the side window, and Xiao Yi brutally attacked the city with his lips and teeth.

His snort was provocatively heavy, Wei Zhuoyan reacted for a moment before grabbing Xiao Yi with both hands and pressing Xiao Yi back into the driver's seat: "Can we restrain ourselves—" He moved his dry Adam's apple with his chin raised toward the window, "It's in broad daylight."

"In broad daylight, who are you afraid of watching?" Xiao Yi had a charming smile on his face.

Looking at the other party's handsome face dyed with a bright smile, Wei Zhuoyan's throat tightened. He moistened his lower lip and then pushed Xiao Yi against the driver's door. He pressed his palms on the other's shoulder and narrowed his eyes. His voice was hoarse: "Mr. Make an inch of it."

"Who is going to make the most of it now?" Xiao Yi's smile deepened, and Wei Zhuoyan pressed him tightly against the driver's seat when he tried to push him away with one hand.

Looking at Xiao Yi's face, Wei Zhuoyan lowered his eyes for a while before nodding his head: "If you promise, I promise, but I'll tell you first."

"..."

"I've never done it with a man. Think about it for yourself. I don't care if I hurt you."

"You don't need to worry about this matter." Xiao Yi pursed her lips and smiled, "I will restrain myself so as not to hurt you."

Before finishing a sentence, Wei Zhuoyan lowered his head and sucked Xiao Yi's lips.

After grinding it over and over again, he turned his face sideways and stared at the man below him in a daze, and said, "Even if I haven't done it with a man, I still know a little bit about the most basic things."

Ever since he established a relationship with Xiao Yi, that bastard Jin Yang kept whispering such things in his ears, making Wei Zhuoyan always think that the kid was an undercover agent lurking inside the other camp.

"..." Xiao Yi kept smiling playfully.

"No matter what, I'm on top, understand." Wei Zhuoyan was serious.

"Really." Xiao Yi violently pulled Wei Zhuoyan's collar open with one hand, and immediately swam his palm along the opponent's neck to the back of the opponent's head, pulling Wei Zhuoyan's forehead to his forehead forcibly, "If you can, I will let you. .”

"That's what you said." Wei Zhuoyan's breath had long been messed up, "Don't regret it later."

"Each each other."

The author has something to say: I forgot to say that 520 is happy yesterday, and today I will take advantage of 521 to make up one :)

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