Chapter 8
Everyone was stunned for a moment. Who wants to see a nephew and uncle eating gummy candy together? Those who have this hobby are really too heavy-handed.
But before anyone could comment, Xu Zhou blurted out "No".
"Why not?" Xing Zhao looked up at Xu Zhou beside him, his expression and voice very cold, "You only mentioned the big adventure, you didn't say we couldn't be together with Wei Ge."
"Then change one, this one doesn't count." Xu Zhou was a little anxious, and Wei Ge turned to look at Xu Zhou.
What happened? He, the person involved, didn’t say anything, but these two people started arguing?
No one takes him seriously at all. Doesn't anyone care about his opinion?
Xing Zhao narrowed his eyes and looked at Xu Zhou. Although he had not been in a relationship in these years, he was not too young to fail to understand these kids.
At least she wouldn't fail to understand why Xu Zhou was interested in Wei Ge.
It's quite interesting, but this kind of feeling should be nipped in the bud.
If nothing else, the fact that he is Wei Ge's parent is enough.
And as soon as he saw this boy, his mind couldn't help but think of the message that Wei Ge sent by mistake today.
Wei Ge said: "Thank you, senior. I will treat you to a meal when I have time."
He felt a little unhappy about eating alone.
Thinking of this, Xing Zhao smiled at Xu Zhou, but the smile was not very friendly.
Before Wei Ge could react, his chin was lifted up by Xing Zhao's slender fingers. His teeth were pried apart at some point, and he was forced to bite one end of the gummy candy in his mouth.
Wei Ge was a little confused. Everything happened too fast. Xing Zhao's smooth movements were so natural that they touched upon his sexual quirks, causing him to become a little stiff all over.
My body is still a little weak.
The feeling of Xing Zhao's hands touching his wet body that night seemed to reappear once again, and he heard Xing Zhao say in an extremely clear voice, "No regrets on this move."
Then, Xing Zhao held the other end of the gummy candy in his mouth. Perhaps to stabilize his body, Xing Zhao's hand clasped Wei Ge's head.
If you look from behind, the posture of the two people at this moment looks like they are kissing.
The other people who were watching from the side felt bored and disappointed at first, but later they opened their eyes wide. A girl nearby secretly picked up her mobile phone to record the video. Her position was very hidden, and Xing Zhao and Wei Ge were too absorbed in eating that they didn't notice.
Someone whispered to Xu Zhou, "Are these two uncle and nephew? Can uncle and nephew really be this close?"
"No, which eye of yours saw them kissing?" Xu Zhou's face turned green, but his eyes were still focused on the two people in front of him, as if he was about to pull them apart at any time.
She absolutely couldn't let Wei Ge be kissed by another man in front of her. The purpose of the adventure was to embarrass Xing Zhao, not to give herself a heart attack.
Meanwhile, Wei Ge and Xing Zhao were getting closer and closer. The man's lips were only a few centimeters away from her, and she could even feel the other's nasal breath hitting her cheek.
Wei Ge didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Xing Zhao’s breathing was heavy, and even his own heartbeat became heavier.
Until Xing Zhao's fingers accidentally touched Wei Ge's neck, and the hot fingertips left tiny red marks on his snow-white skin. The numbness made Wei Ge's body go limp, and he unconsciously bit off the gummy candy that was almost no longer in his mouth.
No kiss.
Wei Ge breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed limply on Xing Zhao.
He wasn't intentionally being a hooligan to take advantage, but he really had no strength left.
He admitted that he felt a little weak, but Xing Zhao was too close to him just now, so close that he thought of the scene when the two of them were intimate that night.
Thinking of that long kiss that he took the initiative in.
Thinking of this, his limbs were almost numb.
"Wei Ge." Xu Zhou's heart tightened when he saw Wei Ge leaning in Xing Zhao's arms. Wei Ge fell too quickly just now, and the two were very close to each other. He didn't see clearly whether the two kissed or not.
But seeing Wei Ge's red face, he felt that something must have happened.
Is this reaction normal? Or maybe Wei Ge is just too innocent, and will show this expression when facing close contact with anyone.
Xu Zhou blamed himself and took full responsibility for what happened tonight.
"Wei Ge, are you okay? How about I take you to rest somewhere nearby?" Xu Zhou wanted to touch Wei Ge's back, but was blocked by Xing Zhao.
Xing Zhao glanced at Xu Zhou and suddenly put his arm around Wei Ge's waist. It was this hand that had just widened the distance between Xu Zhou and Wei Ge.
Wei Ge heard Xing Zhao say in a very polite voice: "Sorry, my nephew is not feeling well. I will take him away first."
I don’t even want to look up. Just now it was because my body was weak, and now it’s because I’m thin-skinned.
Why does it sound so parental when saying this? After this sentence, the college student gathering turned into a primary school student gathering.
Sure enough, letting Xing Zhao show up today was a mistake. Not only would it lower his image in other people's minds, but it would also make everyone think that he was a child who couldn't take care of himself.
What word should be used to describe Xing Zhao? Uncle Baonan.
Wei Ge is a person who cannot take care of himself without his uncle.
It's embarrassing, so embarrassing.
At this moment, Wei Ge buried his head in Xing Zhao's chest, feeling something beating powerfully, breaking through a certain line of his mental defense one by one.
It’s Xing Zhao’s heartbeat.
He could feel the man's strong heartbeat at this moment. It was too intimate, such a relationship.
But he didn't reject it, he even liked it a little.
Xing Zhao didn't force Wei Ge to get off him. Although he didn't say it and lied to himself in his heart, he didn't hate Wei Ge's close contact with him.
He didn't think carefully about this kind of dislike, but just regarded it as the care of the younger generation for the elder.
So he raised his hands and hugged Wei Ge in the same way he did that night.
Wei Ge buried his head in Xing Zhao's chest. He didn't want to say goodbye to his companions. It wasn't because he was impolite, but if he raised his head, others would see how red his face was at this moment.
Xing Zhao nodded towards the other children and said in a cold voice, "Goodbye."
Then, he carried Wei Ge away. Before leaving, he glanced at Xu Zhou and his tightly clenched hands.
It seems that Wei Ge needs to be protected in all aspects. This little boy does nothing, but he can receive such strong favoritism.
He is unhappy.
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It was not until Xing Zhao stuffed Wei Ge into the passenger seat of the SUV that Wei Ge's hand loosened from Xing Zhao's neck.
The first thing he did after letting go was to quickly turn his head so that Xing Zhao wouldn't see his blushing face.
I don't know if this man knows how good his body is. When I stick to him through his suit and shirt, his most naked muscles are pressed against my face, so hot.
It's hard not to think of the great body beneath his muscles.
At least it is hard for an ultimate otaku like Wei Ge not to imagine that people like them who have some artistic experience have particularly rich imaginations.
At least in that aspect, although I have no experience, I have read countless articles.
I've read it all, and I have some fragments of it in my head.
It would be fine if there were only some clips, but all the previous images of tops were suddenly changed to Xing Zhao.
Life is unbearable. The person I have been fantasizing about in my mind now has a face, and he is my uncle who lives under the same roof.
"What's wrong?" Xing Zhao stood in the passenger seat without closing the door. He saw Wei Ge turning his head away from him, his hands still clenched tightly.
He thought that it was because he had forced Wei Ge to leave that the kid was throwing a tantrum.
"Are you angry?" Xing Zhao's voice was very pleasant, and there was always a sense of magnetism and playfulness in his words.
But Xing Zhao didn't really mean that, it was just his original voice.
It wasn't his fault that he had a sexual fetish, and he didn't know that he had completely adapted to Wei Ge's aesthetic.
"I'm not angry." Wei Ge's voice was very low. How could he dare to be angry? Besides, Xing Zhao was just helping him out. "Go... go home."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Ge felt a pair of hot big hands holding his face. Xing Zhao reached out his hand at some point and turned his face to look directly at him.
"Do you think that what I did to you just now affected your ability to make friends at school?" Xing Zhao stared into Wei Ge's eyes and suddenly realized that Wei Ge's cheeks were very hot at this moment, and they were getting hotter as his movements became more intense.
"No... no, I don't need to make friends." Wei Ge's voice was a little trembling. Xing Zhao was indeed the type he liked, but he had no chance with a man who was excellent in all aspects.
Even his gender was wrong from the start.
A man like Xing Zhao seemed to have no shortage of women around him, so it was even less likely that he would be interested in a little boy like him.
That's why they are so close to him, probably because he treats him as a child, and also because straight men basically have no sense of boundaries when doing these things.
"I put study first." Thinking of this, Wei Ge's voice became softer.
"Okay, be good." Xing Zhao spoke and subconsciously rubbed Wei Ge's head, as if he was stroking a puppy with smooth fur.
What Xing Zhao was thinking at this moment was that Senior Brother Wei had indeed raised his son very well. He looked healthy and well-behaved, and was exactly the type he liked.
The liking he said meant the kind of liking that made him want to love Wei Ge, nothing else.
"Then let's go home." Xing Zhao held the car door with one hand and pulled the seat belt with the other hand, passing it through Wei Ge and buckling it onto the seat.
The faint smell of tobacco on Xing Zhao's body entered Wei Ge's nose again in an instant. He had smelled it that day, but until now he had never seen Xing Zhao smoking with his own eyes.
"Uncle Xing, does he smoke?" Wei Ge suddenly asked this question until the seat belt buckle made a click.
Xing Zhao stood up and stood at the passenger door, looking at Wei Ge. "I haven't smoked much since you came. I'm afraid you might teach the kids bad things."
After saying that, Xing Zhao smiled at Wei Ge. He didn't know it himself, but that smile seemed to tease him: "What's wrong, don't you like it?"
Wei Ge nodded, then shook his head. He really didn't like the smell of tobacco, but the smell of tobacco on Xing Zhao was always very light, not very unpleasant.
He doesn't hate it.
However, he did not want to express his likes or dislikes for Xing Zhao. There was a hint of hesitation in his words now, probably because of some changes in his mood.
"Smoking is bad for your health." Wei Ge's voice was light, as if he didn't care much, but also as if he really cared about Xing Zhao's health.
He thought of Xing Zhao's countless responses to this sentence, but he didn't expect the man to smile at him with his eyes narrowed into a line.
He heard Xing Zhao say in a slightly cheerful voice, "Okay, I'll quit smoking starting today."
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