Acting like a baby to my brother seems to help

Then he..."

Zhou Yu was also a little surprised, "Is it possible for you to have a fake brotherhood for so many years? Jiang Wu doesn't seem like someone who would refuse."

"He really won't refuse," Ning Jiahang smiled, "He just avoided it."

Zhou Yu didn't say any more, poured wine and touched him, "Drink."

Pan Song looked at the two distressedly with his face propped up, wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it.

Zhou Yu stopped after drinking a few cups, and tapped his head with his knuckles, "Just say what you want."

The little counselor covered his head and looked at Ning Jiahang, before he spoke carefully: "Brother Jia, how did Jiang Wu know, did you tell him?"

"No."

"You didn't even ask yourself!" Pan Song was shocked, "Jiang Wu also treats you very well, maybe he is just shy? Or, the response was a little slow. You are obviously the most patient with him, and now you have to Have you accepted your fate? If you chase him like a girl, he won't think that you just treat him as your brother. Besides, even if you tell the truth, Jiang Wu, who loves you so much, can't be willing to ignore you. "

Zhou Yu looked at him with a smile.

Ning Jiahang swirled the wine in the glass, smiled wryly and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong first."

"Ah?" Pan Song was in a fog.

"Go home, you didn't drink, drive." Ning Jiahang threw the car keys to him, took the phone and walked out.

"Brother Jia?!" Pan Song realized while holding the key, "No! I dare not drive that precious car of yours!"

Zhou Yu laughed loudly, pinched the back of his neck and moved forward, "Let's go, let's just play around, I'll take it as a thank you gift from him."

9.

Jiang Wu couldn't fall asleep at first, and just got up and sat by the window for a while when he heard the sound of a car downstairs.

Not long after, the hurried footsteps stopped, and the door was knocked twice.

Jiang Wu rubbed his chest, his heartbeat hadn't eased, and he opened the door.

In the next second, he was hugged by someone and trapped behind the door.

The familiar breath mixed with the clear smell of alcohol invaded Jiang Wu, Ning Jiahang buried his head on his neck, his broken hair rubbed against his collarbone, as if he wanted to scratch into the tip of his heart for his master.

Jiang Wu touched the top of his head with his face, and reached out to hug him back.

"I can't let go, you still provoke me." Ning Jiahang hugged him even tighter, with a bit of grievance in his tone.

"Huh?" Jiang Wu was stunned for a moment, and instead supported his shoulders with both hands, "Ning Jiahang, who am I?"

"Brother, I was wrong, I know I was wrong." Ning Jiahang pressed him against the door, boldly biting his earball and speaking.

"I shouldn't have such feelings for you, but I can't restrain myself. I want to tell you but I'm afraid you'll be disappointed in me. I'm uncomfortable. I can't let go. Don't hate me. Please, please."

Jiang Wu stared blankly at the little mole on his neck, the thinking tool had been shaken by his words and stopped working.

Ning Jiahang closed his eyes and rubbed against his face, quietly waiting for the blow.

Jiang Wu's eyes were hot, and he cursed a few idiots in his heart, finally couldn't hold back, turned his head and kissed the corner of his mouth.

This kiss was careful enough, and it was enough to convey a message to Ning Jiahang.

Just as Jiang Wu was about to speak, he was entangled in Ning Jiahang's fierce and domineering kiss.

The kiss was deep and serious, and he gasped against Ning Jiahang's forehead. The latter laughed heartily, took off his pajamas, picked him up and put him on the bed.

Jiang Wu let him use the alcohol to mess around, but his nipples were numb from being bitten, so he gently pushed his head.

Ning Jiahang smiled at him, then took off the pants of the two of them, covered him again, and pressed his genitals heavily with his own burning heat.

Jiang Wu was so irritated that he didn't dare to look at him, Ning Jiahang held his hands on both sides, lowered his head and licked his lips carefully.

"I'm complete if I die."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Wu bit his lower lip lightly, "You've been ignoring me recently because you want to give up, right?"

Ning Jiahang paused for a moment, with a sincere and aggrieved expression, "Yes, I don't want to embarrass you. I still can't let it go, so I came back to you again. I'm really dying, I don't get close to you, and you don't want to come see me .”

"Actually, no one's brothers get along like we do. It's not that I don't think it's strange. I thought, you were just lonely when you were young, and you got used to playing with me, so you didn't dare to think about it."

"It's not a game, it's my hobby."

Jiang Wu was held down by his hands and could not move, so he had to stand upright and get close to him, silently comforting his big dog.

"I'm sorry, my brother is dull and has overlooked a lot. I thought, when you grow up, you're going to talk about a girlfriend...uh..."

Ning Jiahang pressed his two small balls hard, "I'm only hard on you. When will I have any signs of talking about a girlfriend?"

"You and that girl at school... My mother also said that he saw you driving a girl today..." Jiang Wu turned his face away and didn't want to look at him.

"My brother is jealous, I am so happy."

Ning Jiahang laughed, let go of his arms and hugged him and kissed.

"I went to act in a drama, but I didn't dare to tell you. The girl from the drama club originally wanted to ask you to play that role. She asked me to play that role several times. I refused several times, and I was afraid that she would still find you if she didn't give up, so I accepted it myself." Don't do that. Don't do that, she's plotting against you."

"He's plotting against you." Jiang Wu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he didn't bother to tell him that he happened to go to a play.

"I didn't see anyone today except Zhou Yu, Pan Song, Aunt Yang wronged me," Ning Jiahang was still afraid that he might misunderstand, and said seriously, "Nothing really."

Jiang Wu smiled with his eyes bent, "Did you take Pan Song? My mother probably recognized him as a girl. He is indeed too beautiful."

Ning Jiahang frowned and rubbed his face, "Don't look at him."

"You look the best." Jiang Wu kissed his chin.

Ning Jiahang hugged him and lay on his side, rubbing his tender roots with one hand.

"Did you know that my birthday wish has been the same for five years now?"

"You love me so much, but I'm still afraid. If you don't give me what I want, you don't want what I want."

"Brother, I want your sincerity. I want you to love me."

"Give it, give it all," Jiang Wu panted and covered his hand, "Brother loves you."

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