[Bojun Yixiao] Not my brother

Wang Yibo didn't dare to push his brother too far, seeing him bit his lip and didn't speak, he just put his arms around him, leaned against the closet and stood quietly for a while, until he called for dinner downstairs, Xiao Zhan felt unnaturally caught by Wang Yibo. After straightening the somewhat messy collar, he followed the other party downstairs, washed his hands in a rare and cautious manner, and sat down at the dining table.

Father Xiao glanced at Xiao Zhan and said, "What are you doing upstairs?"

Xiao Zhan: ...what can I do, you might as well think about what he will do to me.

Wang Yibo picked up the chopsticks calmly and said, "Tell me about the things you did abroad before."

Father Xiao stopped talking.

In front of the children at home, he has always been a quiet and dignified father. Seeing this, Aunt Wang came out to smooth things over, smiled and put vegetables in Xiao Zhan's bowl, and said, "You haven't been home for a long time, and you have a thin face. There's no meat left, eat more."

Wang Yibo also followed his mother to put vegetables in Xiao Zhan's bowl, and said solemnly, "Well, I'm really too thin, eat more."

Xiao Zhan thanked Aunt Wang with a smile, and stomped Wang Yibo under the table.

Father Xiao who was accidentally injured while sitting next to Xiao Zhan: ...

Xiao Zhan stepped on it a few times, but Wang Yibo on the opposite side didn't show any expression on his face, and even had a slight smile on his face.

He was puzzled, and while Aunt Wang was serving the soup, he secretly looked under the table, only to realize that he was stepping on his father's foot.

Xiao's father, who endured it for a while, looked up at him blankly, meeting Xiao Zhan's eyes.

Xiao Zhan: ...It's so fucking embarrassing.

After finishing the meal, Xiao Zhan greeted his elders and hurried away.

Wang Yibo was downstairs, helping his mother clean up the kitchen and wash the dishes, and then leisurely went upstairs to his room to take a shower. After everything was tidied up, he took the key to Xiao Zhan's room and entered his room.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiao Zhan lay on the bed and watched the video with a tablet, his hair was half-dry, his hair was slightly long covering his eyes, he looked at Wang Yibo blankly and said, "What's the matter?"

Wang Yibo turned back and closed the door with a natural expression, climbed onto the bed, raised one side and got into the corner, and said, "I'm coming to sleep."

Xiao Zhan's eyes widened, and he looked more like a cat. He grabbed Wang Yibo and said, "This is at home!"

Wang Yibo pushed his hand away, pulled the quilt to cover himself, and said, "What's the matter at home?"

After finishing speaking, he continued in his own words, "I'm going to sleep, please turn off the lights, thank you."

Xiao Zhan stretched his hand in and pinched his face, but the other party nimbly dodged it, and even grabbed Xiao Zhan's wrist, and brought it to his lips to bite lightly.

Xiao Zhan hissed and was about to pull his hand back, but Wang Yibo pulled him over with a little force, and his whole body lay on the opponent's body.

Before he had time to get up, Wang Yibo wrapped his arms around Xiao Zhan's shoulders, and held Xiao Zhan firmly in his arms.

There was silence in the room for a moment, only SpongeBob SquarePants, which Xiao Zhan clicked on on the PAD, jumped up and down happily on the screen, repeatedly saying, I'm ready, ready, ready, ready...

"puff."

A soft laugh came from above Xiao Zhan's head, and he stretched out his hand angrily to grab the tablet, and pressed the lock screen button vigorously.

Wang Yibo said, "Come in and sleep?"

Xiao Zhan looked up at him, and said, "Are you serious?" Wang Yibo said, "My mother doesn't have the habit of coming to me at night, and my uncle won't either. I just locked the door, not to mention, what if we sleep together? What are you afraid of?"

Xiao Zhan's Adam's apple rolled down, and he said, "Aren't you afraid that my dad will tell Aunt Wang? He knows us...we..."

Supporting the bed with his arms, Wang Yibo straightened up and quickly kissed Xiao Zhan's lips, with a smile in his eyes, he said, "It would be better if he said so."

Xiao Zhan: ...

He was helpless to deal with this temporarily reclusive brother, so he could only lie on his body and move around, trying to reach the light switch, and pressed it with his fingertips, turning off the lights in the room.

Satisfied, Wang Yibo put his palm against the back of his neck and rubbed it gently.

Xiao Zhan patted his hand away and muttered, "Don't touch your hands."

While talking, he lifted the quilt to lie down, unconsciously leaned a little closer to Wang Yibo, and then was wrapped around his waist and pressed into his arms.

Just as Xiao Zhan was about to struggle, Wang Yibo's voice sounded low and said, "If you move again, I won't just be hugging you."

He froze, and really stopped moving.

Wang Yibo closed his eyes, tightened his arms around Xiao Zhan, and didn't speak.

There was movement outside the window, raindrops hitting the glass, and the sound of the wind, humming along with the rain, Xiao Zhan stretched his neck and listened for a while, like a bad rainstorm.In fact, he doesn't like rainy days very much. It's humid and cold. Whether in the studio or at home, he always feels that under the rain curtain, the surroundings are silent and he is the only one left.

But now the blanket is warm, Wang Yibo's body temperature is snuggling against him, his breathing is shallow, his fingers run through his hair, Xiao Zhan even has the illusion that he is petting a cat.

Wang Yibo said, "What are you thinking?"

Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I was just thinking, why do you like me."

"Maybe for a child, I'm an easy brother to get along with, but for an adult, my temper may not be very good. You have been in Korea for almost five years, and you have met many stars and idols. , why still..."

He paused, hurriedly ended his nonsensical speech, and said, "So I can't figure it out."

Wang Yibo said, "I've been waiting for you to ask me this question for a long time."

Xiao Zhan said, "What?"

Wang Yibo said, "I haven't confessed my love seriously yet."

Xiao Zhan's face burned, and he refused, "Isn't it too nasty?"

Wang Yibo laughed, and said, "What's the matter with you, haven't there been people chasing you in recent years, probably a lot more nasty than me?"

Xiao Zhan said, "As long as there are signs, I will kill them in the cradle. I can hide quickly, you don't understand."

Wang Yibo let out a long sigh, and said, "So you used to avoid me like this, right?"

Xiao Zhan closed his mouth.

Wang Yibo pinched the back of his neck in warning, and said, "Speak."

Xiao Zhan's scalp became numb from being pinched by him, and he quickly said, "Can you stop... I just say yes, you are so annoying."

Wang Yibo said, "...you speak well."

Xiao Zhan changed into a comfortable position, and said, "After all, we have to think about the future of young people, and we can't spoil it..."

Wang Yibo rolled over on top of him, blocking Xiao Zhan's next words.

It's hard to tell how many times, when warm lips pressed against each other, Xiao Zhan's mind went blank for a second, everything he wanted to say was swallowed, even when Wang Yibo's tongue came in, he had already forgotten I just wanted to say something.

Wang Yibo backed away when Xiao Zhan was almost out of breath, pinched the opponent's chin with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Stop talking about things I don't like to hear from now on."

This ancestor!

Xiao Zhan opened his lips, and was about to refute something, but was blocked by Wang Yibo, biting his lower lip, just like how he said harsh words before leaving, Xiao Zhan was in pain, and just about to push him away, Wang Yibo let go, the battlefield shifted to his Adam's apple, his soft lips pressed against it, and the tips of his teeth rubbed lightly.

"Depend on!"

Xiao Zhan, who was at a disadvantage all day, finally couldn't bear it anymore, Baoqi and Wang Yibo bit each other, he bit harder, until he left a tooth mark on the opponent's Adam's apple, he suddenly remembered - this is home, we will have more tomorrow Facing the two elders.

Wang Yibo suppressed a smile and coughed, and said, "It's okay, I can wear a high collar to cover it up tomorrow."

Xiao Zhan: ...

They quarreled for a long time before lying down again, but this time Xiao Zhan stretched out his hand and put his arms around Wang Yibo's back.

It was the same when Wang Yibo first came home and pestered Xiao Zhan to sleep together. He curled up and lay next to his brother, he was comforted and patted on the back. Sticking her soft cheeks up, she called her brother in a childish voice.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhan felt soft in his heart.

Seeing that he was silent, Wang Yibo said, "...brother?"

Xiao Zhan regained his senses, smiled slowly, and said, "Although I like children, it depends on the person. Some of them are generally liked, but some are especially liked."

Wang Yibo was stunned.

Xiao Zhan used to be accommodating to him in everything, otherwise Wang Yibo would not have pestered him like that at the time, and the elders even joked that he was closer than a brother.

Later, when I was sulking at him, I thought about it, Xiao Zhan might just simply like children, and he treats everyone the same.

Xiao Zhan said, "In the years when our relationship was not good, I was actually upset. My younger brother, who was originally so cute, suddenly became rebellious, and he would only fight and bicker with me. It was annoying to death."

"Maybe what I said will make you a little confused, but what I want to express is... well, although I don't believe that I will fall in love at first sight, I will be slower, but I admit that I have a good impression. I like you a little, not from brother to brother, but from men."

For the first time, he took the initiative to lean over and kissed Wang Yibo's lips. It was obviously a light kiss, but it made the cup full of water in Wang Yibo's heart overflow uncontrollably.So before Xiao Zhan could react, Wang Yibo had already pressed the back of his head and kissed him again.

This kiss was different from the usual superficial or tender tenderness. It was menacing and filled with the love of a young man. His fingers were unruly poking in from the hem of his jacket, caressing the well-defined lower abdomen all the way up. The other party flinched in shock. He wanted to stretch out his hand to refuse, but Wang Yibo held his wrists above his head with one hand.

"Brother..." Wang Yibo stared into his eyes, gasped and said, "Don't do it... I'll help you with my hands, okay?"