extremely dependent

"Can't we wait until after Christmas?" Jian Xun held up his mobile phone, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ji Weijue walking towards him holding a bucket of popcorn, and whispered to the manager Chen Yuan who was still chattering on the other end of the phone, "Well, I Got it. That's it for now, I'll call you before I go back."

Before hanging up on the other side, Jian Xun explained a few more words, and Jian Xun vaguely agreed.

Ji Weijue stood by and waited for him to put his phone away, and reached out to replace the Coke in his hand with hot juice: "My brother's throat is uncomfortable, don't drink carbonated drinks, I'll help you get juice."

Jian Xun nodded, lowered his head and took a sip with the straw in his mouth, and asked casually, "How long is it until the show starts?"

Ji Weijue looked at the time on the watch, and replied: "It's less than 5 minutes, do you want to go in? It seems that you can go in."

Someone passed by behind him, Jian Xun made a wrong body to let passers-by pass by him, he took a small step back and leaned against the wall, reached out and hooked Ji Weijue's sleeve and brought him in front of him, from the popcorn bucket in his arms He took one from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and said casually, "Wait a little longer."

"Brother," Ji Weijue looked at him and asked hesitantly, "Did the manager call?"

Jian Xun didn't intend to hide it from him at first, and sighed softly: "Well, it is said that there is a scene that needs to be made up temporarily."

Ji Weijue was silent for a while, and then sighed: "When are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow night." Jian Xun looked at Ji Weijue's collapsed expression, raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, and said apologetically, "I can't spend Christmas with you baby."

After the opening of the movie, Ji Weijue took Jian Xun's hand and walked into the dark couple theater. Fortunately, the two people's seats are easy to find, just go to the back row.Ji Weijue didn't let go of Jian Xun's hand until he sat down. Jian Xun's palm was slightly wet, but he didn't withdraw his hand.

This movie was chosen by Jian Xun, and it is a sci-fi movie with a very high rating recently, but Ji Weijue is completely in the mood to watch movies right now.

The loveseat sofa is very spacious, but Ji Weijue sits close to Jian Xun's body.He stared at the big screen absent-mindedly for a while, but still couldn't help turning his head and calling out: "Brother."

The distance between the two was close, and he tilted his head so that his lips almost brushed Jian Xun's cheek, but his breath sprayed all over Jian Xun's face without restraint.

Jian Xun was subconsciously pulled back by Ji Weijue's hand, but he didn't pull it away, but Ji Weijue's grip was tighter.The light in the theater was dim, and Ji Weijue failed to notice Jian Xun's pale face in time.

"I can't bear to part with you." Some low-pitched words came into Jian Xun's ears, but Jian Xun's body shivered inappropriately.He subconsciously tilted his head to avoid his lips, and the familiar feeling in his body was gradually awakened by Ji Weijue's ear-to-eye contact. His heart suddenly became tense, and his body became a little stiff.

Only then did Ji Weijue realize that something was wrong with Jian Xun, so he quickly put his arms around his waist, lowered his voice and asked, "Brother? What's wrong?"

Under the influence of Jian Xun's physical condition, the words pasted to his ear seemed to have turned into flirting. Every syllable and every breath seemed to be deliberately seduced, which intensified the embarrassing changes in his body.

"Weijue," Jian Xun stretched out his hand to push Ji Weijue, frowned and got up slightly, "I'm not feeling well, let me go, I'll go to the bathroom."

Ji Weijue looked up at the side face reflected by the light of the screen in front of him, and the two long legs that he planned to move away were stuck in front of Jian Xun by a strange coincidence. Jian Xun thought he didn't hear clearly, so he leaned over to his ear again Repeated: "I'm going to the bathroom."

A faint scent of milk spread into Ji Weijue's nasal cavity as Jian Xun leaned over, and Ji Weijue suddenly reached out and pulled the arm of the person in front of him, bringing him into his arms.

Jian Xun was caught off guard and sat on Ji Weijue's lap, and then a pair of powerful arms were wrapped around his waist. Jian Xun panicked: "You..."

"You obviously promised to spend Christmas with me," Ji Weijue kissed his ear, and asked softly, "How will brother compensate me now?"

Ji Weijue seemed to have pinpointed Jian Xun's vital point. Although he didn't make any further movements, his snort insisted on drilling into Jian Xun's neck, as if he had made up his mind to make Jian Xun feel uncomfortable.

Jian Xun pushed him, but his body was gradually drained of strength under his teasing, such a soft and feeble push brought a feeling of refusal and welcome, like a nail that has been retracted The cat's claw scratched Ji Weijue's heart, which immediately disturbed him for a while.

"Brother, do you know?" Ji Weijue leaned closer, and put his lips against Jian Xun's ear. Compared with whispering, this action was more like an intimate kiss between lovers. "There is no surveillance in the couple theater."

Although he said so, Ji Weijue still picked up the blanket on the armrest of the sofa, shook it off and covered the two of them.

Jian Xun struggled weakly in his arms, turned her head to look around uneasily, and whispered: "Weijue, let me go."

Ji Weijue's hand had already touched under Jian Xun's clothes, and when his warm palm touched Jian Xun's side waist, Jian Xun hurriedly pressed his hand: "Don't make trouble, there are still people around."

Ji Weijue pulled his hand away, and the palm on his waist slowly moved up, Jian Xun's body shivered involuntarily.

"Brother, please be quiet and don't disturb others watching movies."

The low and slow voice rang close to his ears, the words seemed to be wrapped in endless bewitching, making Jian Xun subconsciously breathe lightly.

"Good boy." Ji Weijue rubbed Jian Xun's slightly raised right chest with his palms. This action aggravated Jian Xun's tension, but his body had already reacted involuntarily.A few drops of warm juice from Jian Xun's nipples wet Ji Weijue's palm, and the increasingly rich milk fragrance can't wait to disperse along the neckline of Jian Xun's sweater.

Jian Xun looked a little nervous, he grabbed Ji Weijue's troublesome hand in front of him through the blanket covering his body, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Hey, go back..."

"Brother's chest is overflowing with milk, isn't it uncomfortable?" Ji Weijue buried his head on Jian Xun's neck and sniffed the sweet smell. He pulled up the blanket, covered the two of them tightly, and put them next to Jian Xun. Xun lowered his voice, "Don't move around, or others will smell it soon."

Ji Weijue's words accurately hit the Achilles' heel of the person in his arms, and the strength in his hands relaxed, and Ji Weijue laughed softly.Jian Xun cast an annoyed look at him, gritted her teeth, and obediently put her arms back under the blanket.

Ji Weijue's arms were tightly wrapped around his waist, his eyes filled with a deep smile under the dim light projected from the screen, and he whispered in his ear: "Didn't brother say it was like this?" Ji Weijue circled around Jane The hand on Xun's waist stretched forward, and caught off guard and rubbed Jian Xun's crotch, "Is the feeling of cheating very exciting?"

Jian Xun's breathing was instantly out of rhythm under his teasing, his slack shoulders leaned against Ji Weijue's arms, and his unsteady voice was mixed with dissatisfaction: "You are revenge."

"Where is revenge," Ji Weijue shouted, and his palm described Jian Xun's hardened part through the fabric, "Obviously my brother was already hardened before I touched it. I call it eager to help."

Jian Xun held down his hand: "You're arrogance."

But he held down one hand, but didn't hold down the one that got into his sweater. Ji Weijue rubbed against his neck and begged in a low voice: "Brother, let me touch it."

In this environment, the uneasiness in Jian Xun's heart gradually changed, and in the end, he still failed to refuse Ji Weijue's request.

Ji Weijue's fingers are slender and beautiful, but a layer of calluses has grown on the pulp of his right hand that holds the paintbrush all the year round, so he purposely uses the somewhat rough pulp of his thumb to scratch Jian Xun's sensitive nipple.As he played with his fingers, more milk was secreted and accumulated in the soft chest. The warm milk leaked out drop by drop from the small hole in Jian Xun's nipple that hadn't been fully opened. Ji Weijue's The fingertips were soon soaked with Jian Xun's milk.

The feeling of soreness and swelling in his chest made Jian Xun a little unbearable. He couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his chest on the other side through the sweater. Before the soreness in his chest was relieved for a moment, Ji Weijue grabbed his wrist .

Ji Weijue took his hand and put it near his mouth, kissed his fingertips, knowing in his heart that he was uncomfortable, but the hand stuffed in his clothes deliberately did not touch Jian Xun's other chest.

Jian Xun couldn't bear it any longer, hugged Ji Weijue's neck in a fawning manner, clung to his arms softly, and whispered in his ear: "Unfortunate..."

"Brother, don't you still want it?" Ji Weijue chuckled twice, and the appearance of Jian Xun moaning in his arms greatly satisfied his evil taste, and he asked knowingly, "Then what do you want?"

Jian Xun buried her face in Ji Weijue's shoulder, and said softly, "...help me rub it."

Jian Xun's voice was barely audible under the huge special effects in the theater, Ji Weijue really didn't hear clearly this time, he moved closer and asked, "Huh?"

Jian Xun pursed his lips, grabbed Ji Weijue's wrist, and pulled this hand to caress his chest, slowly put his palm on the back of Ji Weijue's hand, and gently rubbed his chest with this hand through the sweater.

Ji Weijue stared obsessively at Jian Xun's reddish cheeks with the light and shadow that flashed from time to time.Jian Xun was a little embarrassed, but felt that there was nothing embarrassing in front of his lover. He lowered his eyes slightly, and tightly pursed his lips into a line, for fear of disturbing others by letting out a little sound.

The pain in the chest subsided a little under the gentle movements of the two overlapping, but it felt far from enough.

So sad……

Jian Xun bit her lip, suddenly pulled Ji Weijue's hand out of her clothes, and stood up from Ji Weijue.Ji Weijue froze for a moment, and asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

Jian Xun took a rough look at the positions of the two people. The position to the right of them was empty, and to the right was the wall, which meant that no one would walk out in front of them.The backrest of the lovers' sofa is very high, and the people in the front row can only see the back when they stand up, but they should not be able to see clearly in such a dim light...

Ji Weijue looked at Jian Xun standing in front of him, stretched out his hand and tugged at his wrist, and shouted under his throat: "Brother?"

Just as he was about to get up, Jian Xun turned around and put a hand on his shoulder.

Jian Xun stretched out his hand and pointed his index finger on Ji Weijue's lips, signaling him to keep silent, then straddled Ji Weijue's thigh with his long legs, kneeling on the sofa cushion, leaned over and gently held Ji Weijue's face with both hands , and kissed straight to the pair of eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

As soon as his tongue got into Ji Weijue's lips, the sweetness of orange juice remaining on the tip of his tongue was sucked away by Ji Weijue.While Ji Weijue raised his head to kiss him, he still didn't forget to reach out his hand over his waist to cover the two of them again with the blanket, then he raised his hand around Jian Xun's waist, tightened his arms more and more, and brought Jian Xun into his arms inside.

Jian Xun sat on his lap and straightened his back, trying to distance himself from him. The close-fitting sweater rubbed against Jian Xun's swollen and swollen spots on his chest, and the tingling pleasure spread like a burst of electricity.Jian Xun stretched his hands behind his back and pulled Ji Weijue's arms around him, then hooked his fingers around the hem of his sweater, and slowly lifted the clothes up.

Ji Weijue's kiss came down Jian Xun's lips, nibbled his clean chin lightly, clasped Jian Xun's waist with both hands, lowered his body a bit, and nestled his back into the back of the large sofa .

The hard thing in his crotch rubbed against Jian Xun's buttocks through a layer of fabric, and the kiss fell on Jian Xun's slender neck, the tip of his tongue pressed against the rolling Adam's apple, teasingly, his hands also climbed up, palms Wrap the two bulging packets and knead them without skill.

The strength of Ji Weijue's hand is sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Under such stimulation, a large amount of milk secreted accumulates in the chest, but it can only rely on these two milk holes that have not been fully opened to drip out. Jian Xun only feels that the chest is getting more and more stuffy The swelling was unbearable, and the nipples were swollen and stinging.

When Ji Weijue twisted the two points on his chest, he quickly raised his hand to hold Ji Weijue's hand, took a soft breath, leaned forward and whispered in Ji Weijue's ear: "It hurts."

"What should I do?" Ji Weijue looked up at him, "Brother teach me."

Jian Xun lowered his head and put the hem of the sweater in his mouth in his mouth, arched his waist, put his forehead on Ji Weijue's shoulder, and put his raised hands on the back of Ji Weijue's hands, driving his palms on his chest evenly toward one Direction rubbed up.

The warm palm was pressed against the chest, rubbing against Jian Xun's swollen red grains from time to time, and under the pleasure, Jian Xun couldn't help puffing out his chest to rub Ji Weijue's palm.

After rubbing for a while, a ray of warm current with body temperature nourished Ji Weijue's hand, and at the same time, there was a strong milk fragrance, Jian Xun let out a suppressed moan, and the sore chest finally got it After a little bit of relief, Ji Weijue suddenly grabbed Jian Xun's hand with his backhand at this moment, and the movement stopped.

"Weijue," Jian Xun's eyes filled with mist, he let go of the sweater dangling in his mouth, turned his head and rubbed against Ji Weijue's neck, and said in an urgent tone, "Come on, rub it for a while."

Ji Weijue turned his head and kissed Jian Xun's ear tip, while wiping off the juice hanging on Jian Xun's nipple with the pulp of his index finger, he raised his hand and put it into his mouth, holding his finger pulp wet with milk.

Jian Xun kissed Ji Weijue's ear dazedly, lowered his voice and urged: "Help me..."

Ji Weijue lifted Jian Xun's chin, kissed his lips, and passed the remaining sweetness on the tip of his tongue into Jian Xun's mouth.

Realizing the source of this taste, Jian Xun turned his head to avoid his kiss with some resistance.

Ji Weijue pressed his fingertips on the small opening where the milk flowed from his nipples, and rubbed it lightly. The milk couldn't flow out, and it was extremely uncomfortable. Jian Xun grabbed his hand and begged for mercy in a low voice: "It's so full, don't do it like this."

Ji Weijue suddenly leaned into his ear and asked in a low voice, "Brother, can I lick it?"

Jian Xun's face was suddenly burned with embarrassment by this sentence, and his body was tortured by Ji Weijue's fingers changing patterns, neither nodding nor shaking his head.

"Brother~" Ji Weijue buried himself in his neck and acted coquettishly, rubbing his head against Jian Xun's neck, "I want my brother to be comfortable."

"..." Jian Xun raised his hand to stroke his hair, put some strength in his hand and brought it to his chest, and said in a low voice, "En."

The hem of the loose sweater on his body came loose again, Ji Weijue raised his hand and pushed the obstructive clothes onto Jian Xun's chest, hugged Jian Xun's slender waist with one hand, lowered his head and swallowed the flesh on his left chest.

The chest was covered by the fiery mouth, and the slippery tongue was hooked on that point to provoke. Jian Xun's body straightened involuntarily. He couldn't help reaching out to wrap his arms around his head, and knelt on Ji Weijue's waist with his knees tight. Clamp his thighs.

The small milk hole on the tip of the nipple was completely opened under Ji Weijue's biting and licking, and there was almost no need to suck hard. As long as the lips gently squeezed the soft flesh of the chest, a wisp of milk flowed into his mouth.

Jian Xun's eyes gradually blurred, his breathing was chaotic and heavy, but he still bit his lower lip and dared not make a sound, while quietly raising his hand to rub his right chest that Ji Weijue didn't take care of, rubbing his fingers against the red bead from time to time , the discharged milk slid down his slender fingers and dripped onto his flat belly.

Ji Weijue's Adam's apple twitched, watching Jian Xun's bony hand playing with his nipple, his eyes became more and more hot.He greedily sucked Jian Xun's nipple in his mouth, and the sweet milk poured into his mouth, and he swallowed it all.

Jian Xun's breathing gradually became quicker under his sucking, he raised his neck slightly, and exerted some strength with his hands on Ji Weijue's head.

Jian Xun's strong reaction and the high-pitched sound effects of the movie made Ji Weijue's sucking movements more unscrupulous, and the sound of the water was louder. It happened that the movie on the screen entered an empty scene, and there was a subtle sound of water on his chest. It made Jian Xun very nervous, and quickly reached out to push Ji Weijue's head.

Ji Weijue's hand holding Jian Xun's sweater reached down and grabbed Jian Xun's wrist, without any intention of restraining himself, Jian Xun panicked for a moment, raised his hand and pulled off his sweater to wrap Ji Weijue's head.

Ji Weijue, who was covered by a hood, froze for a moment, and couldn't help laughing after he realized it.

He raised his face, looked at Jian Xun's open neckline, and said with a soft smile, "What are you doing?"

Jian Xun was a little annoyed by his disturbance, and raised his hand to cover his neckline to block his sight.

Ji Weijue buried himself in Jian Xun's chest and laughed softly. The hair on his forehead rubbed against Jian Xun's body. Jian Xun felt a little itchy, so he raised his hand and patted his head lightly.

Ji Weijue stopped smiling, and was covered by Jian Xun's close-fitting sweater. The small space was filled with frankincense from Jian Xun's body. He closed his eyes, and his cheeks were pressed against Jian Xun's warm and delicate skin. The reluctance boiled under such skin contact.

The scorching breath sprayed on Jian Xun's skin, and Jian Xun's body trembled involuntarily, and then, a pair of powerful arms wrapped around his back tightly.

Ji Weijue felt that he was very hypocritical, but he couldn't control his increasingly depressed emotions.

He buried his face in Jian Xun's chest, his voice muffled: "Brother, will you miss me when you go back?"

Jian Xun put his arms around the person in his arms, and gently comforted him with his hands on his back.

"Yes." He lowered his head and rubbed his head under his clothes with his chin, and sighed softly, "I don't even want to leave."