Emotionally stable, but continuing to go crazy

Wei Zhe'an's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He had never heard Li Jinhe speak in such a tone. He felt that he was extremely charming and heart-beating at this moment.

Li Jinhe just wanted to scare him a little and didn't really intend to do anything excessive.

They had just established a relationship. Li Jinhe knew everything about Wei Zhe'an, but Wei Zhe'an knew very little about him.

He didn't want to do anything to him in this situation, that would make him feel like he was coaxing a child.

However, Li Jinhe is also a man, and his aversion to intimacy over the years has gradually dissipated.

At least he no longer rejected Wei Zhe'an, and even felt that he had gone too far.

He found that his desire for Wei Zhe'an was growing stronger and stronger. Whenever he saw him, he couldn't help but want to touch him.

This feeling of being too close made it difficult for him to control himself.

Li Jinhe gently adjusted Wei Zhe'an's position in his arms, retracted his arms to avoid the awkward spot, and then asked, "Are you behaving yourself now?"

Wei Zhe'an swallowed and raised his head with messy hair.

The light from the ambient lamp on the ceiling sprinkled on the corners of his eyes, making his eyes sparkle with bright colors.

With obvious eagerness, he whispered, "Brother, can I kiss you?"

Li Jinhe: …

He took a deep breath, his eyes became deep, and he was almost laughing at Wei Zhe'an's calmness and fearlessness.

He stretched out his hand and gently covered Wei Zhe'an's eyes, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and doting:

"You are so careless, don't you know what fear is?"

Wei Zhe'an spoke the truth, with a tremor in his voice: "Actually, I'm still a little...scared..."

Li Jinhe felt Wei Zhe'an's eyelashes gently brushing across his palm, like the softest brush.

Relying on the fact that Wei Zhe'an couldn't see it, he no longer concealed the aggression in his eyes.

His Adam's apple rolled and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Then why are you so bold to tease me?"

Wei Zhe'an blurted out without hesitation: "Because I like you and want to kiss you..."

These words seemed to touch the softest part of Li Jinhe's heart, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

He gently removed the hand that was covering Wei Zhe'an's eyes, touched his hair, and said helplessly and lovingly:

"Okay, stop being naughty. Tidy up, the police will be here soon. Does your hand still hurt?"

Wei Zhe'an looked up and gave Li Jinhe a quick kiss on the corner of his mouth.

Li Jinhe's eyes became deeper, and his voice was low and magnetic: "An An..."

Wei Zhe'an's heartbeat quickened. He was a little nervous due to Li Jinhe's eyes and voice, and his legs involuntarily shrank.

Li Jinhe noticed his little movements, and as a man, he naturally understood what it meant.

He tried hard to control his impulse, his Adam's apple rolled, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely ambiguous.

In the guest room late at night, the atmosphere and time were just so good that it seemed as if everything was as it should be.

Li Jinhe suppressed the thoughts that were rushing through his mind and asked in a low voice, "Sit down, I'll help you apply the medicine?"

Wei Zhe'an retreated a little. Reason told him that he should not develop too fast and should keep some distance from his brother.

However, subconsciously, he knew that Li Jinhe would not really do anything out of line to him.

So he still stayed in Li Jinhe's arms, unwilling to move.

He still longed to be close to Li Jinhe, so he carefully negotiated the terms: "Then... Brother, can you kiss me again?"

Li Jinhe looked up at the ceiling, adjusted his breathing, and stroked Wei Zhe'an's hair.

He tried to calm his inner impulse, his voice a little hoarse: "Stop it, An An..."

Wei Zhe'an grabbed Li Jinhe's shirt collar tightly and gently pulled him towards himself, his eyes full of "I want".

His voice was sweet and obedient: "Husband, I want a kiss."

Li Jinhe's hand, which was originally stroking Wei Zhe'an's hair, suddenly froze, and the struggle in his heart surged like a tide.

He looked down at Wei Zhe'an's tender and tempting lips, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and finally gave up all resistance.

The hand slowly reached into his hair, entwining it gently.

Li Jinhe held Wei Zhe'an's head tightly and leaned over and slowly moved closer.

Wei Zhe'an stared at his brother's handsome face which gradually enlarged in front of him. He pursed his lips nervously and could almost feel the sound of his blood boiling.

As Li Jinhe approached, he gently closed his eyes.

Li Jinhe lowered his eyes and looked at the person who made him uneasy, his eyes full of solemnity and affection.

He kissed Wei Zhe'an's lips gently.

Wei Zhe'an's face turned red instantly. Their lips were also pressed against each other. Maybe it was because Li Jinhe took the initiative to kiss him, Wei Zhe'an felt that this kiss was more seductive.

He felt his heartbeat quicken and his legs even felt a little weak.

After a few brief seconds, Li Jinhe stepped back slightly and prepared to get up and leave.

However, at this moment, Wei Zhe'an unexpectedly licked his lower lip.

This action was like a fuse, instantly igniting the desire deep in Li Jinhe's heart.

Li Jinhe felt that the line of reason in his mind was completely broken, and he could no longer suppress the impulse in his heart.

Without hesitation, he pushed Wei Zhe'an onto the bed. The scent of their bodies intertwined, and the aroma of wine and mint quickly spread between their lips and teeth.

Wei Zhe'an was just in a whim and wanted to tease his brother in a bad way.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in Li Jinhe's offensive. Apart from raising his chin to endure his brother's attack, he could hardly make any other reaction.

At most, he could make a few faint hums in response to Li Jinhe's actions.

This kiss was completely dominated by Li Jinhe and was full of a strong sense of aggression.

Both of them were immersed in this deep affection, and each other's breathing and heartbeat became the most direct means of communication.

Wei Zhe'an's scalp felt numb from being kissed, and it was hard not to get out of control in such an atmosphere.

"Knock knock--" There was a sudden knock on the door, but the two people in the room ignored it. They hugged each other tightly, neither of them willing to separate.

"Knock knock—" The person outside knocked on the door again, the voice sounded a little anxious: "Mr. Li, the police are here."

Only then did Li Jinhe let go of Wei Zhe'an as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Wei Zhe'an breathed rapidly, his chest heaving, and he swallowed his saliva subconsciously, trying to calm his inner excitement.

Li Jinhe's eyes became darker and darker. He gently buried his head in Wei Zhe'an's neck, adjusted his breathing, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Bad boy..."

Wei Zhe'an was still immersed in the intimacy just now, his eyes were a little blurry. He rubbed Li Jinhe's ears with his cheek and muttered indistinctly: "Uncomfortable..."

Li Jinhe's heart tightened, feeling the fragility and dependence of the person in his arms. He couldn't help but bite his neck lightly, his tone filled with helplessness and doting:

"I really don't know what to do with you."