Chapter 108 Brother
Ji Hean's hair was tied loosely with a headband, and the maple leaves slid down her hair and fell to the ground in a few seconds.
Bending down to pick up the fallen maple leaves, Ji Hean put them on Ji Zheng's head again with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I think A Lang is more suitable."
Ji Zheng pinched the man's face helplessly and coquettishly, "Tsk, Xiao Hean, you just take advantage of my pampering you, and you only know how to bully me every day."
With his chin raised slightly, Ji Hean sniffed and retorted: "How could I bully you? I like you the most."
Finally, he whispered, "It's you who bullied me."
Although the voice was low, the two were close to each other, so Ji Zheng naturally heard it. He raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard something incredible, and said, "Ji Xiaogou, am I bullying you?"
"Yes!" Ji Hean nodded seriously, causing Ji Zheng to begin to doubt whether he had really bullied others. His face became serious. Could it be that he had bullied others unconsciously?
Before he could figure out what was going on, he heard Ji Hean counting on his fingers and saying, "You always tease me with your words. When we were doing that thing at night, I said I didn't want it anymore, but you always pretended not to hear me. You always forced me to say a lot of embarrassing and shameful things, and you liked to bite my ankles and shoulder blades, my buttocks, and pinched me hard..."
A bunch of evidence was listed out in a flash. When he heard the first sentence, Ji Zheng frowned and reflected on himself, but when he heard the latter part, Ji Zheng laughed. He didn't expect this to be bullying.
He admitted that he was indeed a bully, but who was it that made Ji He'an look so good and obedient every time they did that thing, as soft as a piece of wet cotton? Who could resist bullying them?
Seeing the serious look on his face, Ji Zheng's heart moved. He suppressed the smile in his heart and said with a frustrated look: "So Baobeier thinks this is bullying. I saw that this is written in Baobeier's notebook. I thought..."
Before she could finish her words, a soft hand covered her lips, "You, you, you peeked at my storybook!"
Her face was red, her eyes were wide open, and her shy expression was clearly shown to Ji Hean.
He blinked, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and looked at Ji Hean with an innocent look.
Raising his hands to hold Ji He'an Xixi's wrists, Ji Zheng moved the hands away from his mouth and explained himself: "Baby, you are wronging me. I was watching openly, not peeking."
After that, he added: "I didn't expect that my baby likes to read this kind of storybook..."
When he thought of the contents of the books he had read, a strong sense of shame suddenly swept over his body. Ji Hean felt ashamed to live like this. He suddenly threw himself into Ji Zheng's arms and buried his burning face in Ji Zheng's chest.
This adorable reaction made Ji Zheng unable to hold back his laughter and he burst into laughter. The vibration in his chest made Ji Hean angrier and angrier. He pulled open the clothes on the man's chest and bit the familiar collarbone.
The screams spread throughout the maple forest, startling some birds that had not yet flown south.
"Ji Xiaogou, you are the one who bullies others, okay? Do you think I am pork ribs?" Ji Zheng pinched the man's chin and forced the man's little face to face him, his tone full of strong condemnation.
Seeing Ji Zheng's big reaction, Ji Hean realized that he seemed to have used too much force this time, and there was some guilt in his eyes. He hugged Ji Zheng's arm with both hands and kissed his chin flatteringly, "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The soft voice of "brother" was like the best fire extinguisher, instantly putting out the fire in Ji Zheng's heart, although he had no intention of being angry with his baby.
"Xiao He'an, you've really been getting better and better at controlling me lately." Reaching out and pinching the tip of Ji He'an's nose, Ji Zheng said lovingly yet helplessly.
Ji Hean hummed twice, looked up at Ji Zheng, her eyes were bright and clear, and she said, "Brother, I want a kiss."
After saying this, her mouth pursed slightly, and her plump and rosy lips looked like a ripe cherry, very tempting.
Ji Zheng's eyes darkened. It was difficult for his baby to take the initiative to kiss him.
He gently lifted Ji Hean's chin and lowered his head slightly. His soft and passionate gaze fell on those sweet lips. His breathing gradually became hot and rapid, with a hint of irrepressible desire.
Slowly approaching, his nose tip first touched Ji Hean's, and their breath blended together, warm and intimate.
Then, he gently pressed his lips against Ji Hean's lips, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a rare treasure.
At first it was just a light touch, like testing, but also like savoring this sweet moment.
Afterwards, Ji Zheng slightly increased his strength, and his lips gently caressed Ji Hean's, rolling and rubbing, trying to explore the tenderness deeper.
Ji Hean's eyes trembled slightly, and then slowly closed. His body also trembled slightly involuntarily, and his hands consciously grabbed the corner of Ji Zheng's clothes.
He responded enthusiastically, shy and timid at first, but gradually he became proactive. The sound of each other's heartbeats became more and more audible in the quiet atmosphere, as if the whole world was left with only their tightly pressed lips and blended souls.
Maple leaves, interwoven with golden and fiery red, fluttered down the ground, forming a colorful carpet.
On the winding path, Ji Hean jumped left and right, his swollen and rotten red lips slightly parted, an unknown light tune floated out of his mouth, and his hands were not idle either, as he began to weave a grass wreath for Ji Zheng.
Under his slender fingers, the withered wild grass quickly and slowly turned into a grass wreath that fit the circumference of Ji Zheng's head.
"Lower your head." The soft voice commanded, and Ji Zheng lowered his head cooperatively.
With a grin, his white teeth were exposed. Looking at the grass ring that was neither too big nor too small, Ji Hean clapped his hands and said, "It fits very well."
The warm big hand wrapped the cold little hand, and Ji Zheng smiled indulgently, saying politely: "Baby, you have very skillful hands."
He snorted twice with pride, pulled his hand away, and ordered in a coquettish tone, "I'm tired, carry me home."
The arrogant little look was like a little peacock, which made Ji Zheng's heart and hands itchy. He leaned over and kissed his dear's ear, saying, "Yes, my little master."
Looking at the person squatting in front of him, Ji Hean narrowed his eyes, climbed onto Ji Zheng's back with a sweet heart, and whispered in his ear, "I like you so much."
Hearing this, Ji Zheng raised his lips, "If your hands are cold, just put them in my clothes, okay? If I find your hands are cold when I go back later, you can expect me to bully you tonight."
With his whole face pressed against Ji Zheng's back, Ji Hean obediently put his hands into Ji Zheng's clothes on his chest.
In the silent forest, Ji Zheng walked home step by step with his sweetheart on his back. Maple leaves fluttered in the autumn wind and fell at his feet and on his head.
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