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Chapter 50: Brother Chen
Chapter 50: Brother Chen
In the living room, Quan Huachen blew Kang Zhuo's hair on the sofa and slept at their feet lazily.
The air was mixed with the pheromone of jasmine and brandy, and the atmosphere was warm and comfortable. Neither of them spoke, but the occasional eye contact was like brushed syrup.
Kang Zhuo grabbed the corner of Quan Huachen's clothes with both hands, raised his head to admire Quan Huachen's well-defined chin, hesitated for a long time and asked, "Uncle, are you really going to leave tomorrow?"
Quan Huachen touched Kang Zhuo's hair, and it was almost dried. He turned off the hairdryer: "No, I deliberately lied to you just to make you confess."
Kang Zhuo blushed when it came to confession, and he asked in a low voice, "Then... do you really like me?"
Kang-joo has asked this question twice, and now he is asking it a third time, showing that he is quite insecure.
So Quan Huachen squatted down in front of Kang Zhuo, took his hand and took a sip: "I like it, I like it very much, I like it very much, I love it to death."
Kang Zhuo's ears burned as he said, "Enough is enough, I know..."
"You want to hear it yourself, but you can't stand it if you listen to it too much." Quan Huachen smiled, "What more questions do you want to ask?"
"Yes," Kang Zhuo had a special question, "Uncle, when did you fall in love with me?"
Quan Huachen raised his eyebrows: "When do you think it is?"
Kang Zhuo tried his best to screen out the details of his past relationship, and tentatively answered, "Did I give you pheromones because of the susceptible period?"
Quan Huachen frowned: "Do you think I like you because of pheromones?"
Seeing that he was faintly angry, Kang Zhuo immediately changed his words: "That's when I go to S City to accompany me to relax?"
"No, push it further."
"Still moving forward? Then...that's the day when it rained heavily and I rushed to your house?" Kang Zhuo said in distress, "It can't be earlier, it can't be the day you return to China, right?"
Quan Huachen brushed his hair and smiled meaningfully: "Let's put it this way, if you didn't insist on falling in love with Yin Dongfan, this year would be our fourth year together."
Kang Zhuo's eyes widened, and he spent a long time thinking about the meaning of the short sentence.
"Impossible, how could it be?" Kang Zhuo said blankly, "Four years ago, wasn't that..."
"Yes, it started from the year you differentiated." Quan Huachen stood up and returned the hairdryer to the closet outside the bathroom.
Kang Zhuo chased after him, looking confused: "But at that time, we, you..."
Quan Huachen turned to face him, and said helplessly: "How old were you at that time? How could I attack you, I'm not a beast. And then you insisted on being with Yin Dongfan, and it was even more impossible for me to say some things. ."
"So Kang Zhuo, don't doubt my feelings for you, it's much deeper than you think."
Kang Zhuo looked at Quan Huachen blankly, as if he had fallen into the brandy in the air.
Quan Huachen rubbed the small mole on his chin - he could finally do it recklessly.
"Now I'm going to take a shower, and I'll give you two options, take another shower with me, or go back to bed."
Kang Zhuo turned and slipped away.
Quan Huachen didn't give Kang Zhuo the option to go home. He couldn't be a gentleman anymore, and looking at Kang Zhuo's stickiness, he probably didn't want to go home. Thinking of this, Quan Huachen felt happy both physically and mentally.
And he asked Kang Zhuo to go back to sleep, but he didn't say where to let him sleep.
Since they lived close to each other, Kang Zhuo had almost no possibility of staying overnight in this villa, but Quan Huachen still had unrealistic fantasies, what if Kang Zhuo stayed overnight for some reason? So he A guest room had been prepared for a long time. Kang Zhuo should find that room by walking around. Quan Huachen also moved some of Kang Zhuo's novels in the old villa in the east of the city.
More than ten minutes later, Quan Huachen packed himself up, walked out of the bathroom, and went straight to the guest room. However, the lights were dim, and the room was deserted and empty.
Quan Huachen raised the corner of his mouth, raised his feet and walked towards his bedroom.
The bedroom door was not closed tightly, and before he got close, he saw the warm orange light overflowing along the crack of the door.
Quan Huachen walked slowly to the light and pushed open the door. As expected, his omega was lying on his big bed waiting for him.
Of course, Quan Huachen's bedroom smelled of brandy pheromones. Kang Zhuo was about to die of drunkenness. He got into Quan Huachen's quilt and buried his entire face in the pillow.
He felt the glands in the back of his neck swell slightly, not uncomfortable, but a sense of satisfaction, so comfortable that he wanted to roll on the bed.
Kang Zhuo just wrapped himself into a ball in the quilt, not even knowing when Quan Huachen came back until the quilt was lifted.
"Why are you twisting around, what are you doing?" Quan Huachen stood in front of the bed with his back to the light, with a faint smile on his face.
Kang Zhuo lost the cover of the quilt, and shyly pulled the neckline of the bathrobe and said, "Wait for you."
Kang Zhuo didn't know what he looked like at this time. His eyes were wet and his cheeks were flushed.
The glands in the back of the neck seemed to be beating fast together with the heart, Quan Huachen lifted the quilt and lay in, leaned sideways beside Kang Zhuo, lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it alright?"
Kang Zhuo looked at Quan Huachen who was close at hand with a confused expression. He subconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips.
Quan Huachen didn't want to wait for his answer, so he opened his mouth and bit the little pink thing.
"Wellโฆโฆ"
Although this was their second kiss, Kang Zhuo was still very nervous. He put his hands on Quan Huachen's chest, as if resisting, but he didn't use any strength. Quan Huachen stopped briefly, Observe his reaction very close, if Kang Zhuo is unwilling, he will not force it.
However, in the tangle of sight and breathing, Kang Zhuo was the first to lose. He took the initiative to raise his head and put his lips in front of Quan Huachen, like an innocent lamb who took the initiative to step into a trap.
Quan Huachen chuckled softly, no matter how polite, he followed Kang Zhuo's arm, guided him to wrap his neck around his neck, then kissed it hard, prying open Kang Zhuo's teeth, fighting and plundering as much as he could, forcing out his moans. , forced out his tears, forced out the thick jasmine pheromone.
However, Quan Huachen didn't want to scare Kang Zhuo away the first night they were together. He only indulged for a moment and ended the kiss. However, the touch of lips and tongue was so good, even if he restrained himself and didn't go deeper, Quan Huachen ended the kiss. Still can't help kissing Kang Zhuo's chin and cheeks, kissing those little moles to the brim.
Kang Zhuo was dizzy, Quan Huachen's pheromone wrapped around him like a soft cocoon, Kang Zhuo felt very relaxed and safe, not at all different from Yin Dongfan's always aggressive pheromone.
Kang Zhuo almost fell asleep in Quan Huachen's caress, and Quan Huachen asked him, "Did I hurt you just now?"
Kang Zhuo shook his head, he adjusted his posture slightly, and curled up in Quan Huachen's arms, both his movements and expressions were extremely attached, Quan Huachen's chest was very full, and he lifted Kang Zhuo's chin to prevent him from letting him Sleep: "Kiss again?"
Kang Zhuo's eyes were still closed, but he opened his mouth and waited for him.
"Why are you so nice?"
Quan Huachen couldn't control it at all, thinking in his heart that he couldn't go too far or go too far, so he still kissed Kang Zhuo so much.
After the kiss was over, Quan Huachen had already deserved it somewhere, he gasped for a few seconds, and finally licked Kang Zhuo's lips and lay down beside him.
Kang Zhuo consciously leaned into his arms. He was exhausted all day. He rehearsed and danced hard during the day and performed at night. After the end, he experienced a fierce confession, and his nerves were tense and he never rested.
Now that he finally has Quan Huachen's gentle arms and can sleep well, he suddenly heard Quan Huachen ask:
"Me and Yin Dongfan, who is better at kissing?"
Kang Zhuo's drowsiness was swept away.
Quan Huachen didn't mean to ruin the atmosphere, but since he watched the admissions promotion video of University A, something has been pressing in his heart, and it popped up from time to time to make Quan Huachen feel unhappy. Looking at Kang Zhuo's obedience to him, he always thought to himself, has Yin Dongfan ever seen Kang Zhuo like this? Was Kang Zhuo so obedient when they kissed? The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
After a long silence, Kang Zhuo spoke: "We don't kiss very much..."
The main reason is that Kang Zhuo is too shy to accept being too intimate with Yin Dongfan: "Even if we do, it's not like this."
Kang Zhuo's voice was still a little sleepy, and the ending was sticky. Quan Huachen heard him and pulled him over to kiss him a few times.
"Then how did you kiss?" Quan Huachen insisted on asking for details.
Kang Zhuo hesitated for a long time before he said, "We don't need our tongues..."
"What's a kiss without a tongue?" Quan Huachen smiled, thinking that a child is a child, what can he know.
Kang Zhuo didn't know what grades kissing was, so he didn't know how to answer, so he just said, "I don't kiss him very much anyway."
Quan Huachen heard what Kang Zhuo meant, but he still asked maliciously, "If you don't kiss him, who will you kiss?"
This topic was still too exciting for Kang Zhuo, he put out his hand to stop Quan Huachen's mouth, so that he wouldn't say any more: "Kiss with you, I just want to kiss you, uncle, don't ask."
Quan Huachen was in a good mood. He held Kang Zhuo's hand and kissed five slender fingers from beginning to end. Suddenly, he thought of another question.
"You've already broken up with Yin Dongfan, so don't call me uncle, let's change it."
Kang Zhuo asked, "What's your name? Uncle or brother?"
Kang Zhuo is one generation lower than Quan Huachen, so he should be called his uncle, but if you think about it carefully, Quan Huachen is not much older than Kang Zhuo, so "uncle" sounds old.
Quan Huachen couldn't make up his mind for a while, so he said you can call him whatever you want.
Kang Zhuo thought for a while, and whispered the word "Brother Chen", but Quan Huachen didn't respond, but he became shy first, buried his head in the quilt and refused to come out.
Quan Huachen lifted the quilt and deliberately teased him: "What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly. It was like a mosquito humming. Say it again, hurry up."
Kang Zhuo obediently called "Brother Chen" a few times because of his "prostitute power", so the name was settled.
However, because the title "uncle" has long been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, Kang Zhuo will still cry and call "uncle" when he is unconscious.
Of course, Quan Huachen doesn't care about this. In terms of the acceptance of taste, how could Kang Zhuo be his opponent? As long as Kang Zhuo is willing, he can be called "Dad".
It was late at night, Quan Huachen turned off the bedside lamp and covered Kang Zhuo with the quilt.
Kang Zhuo put his arms around Quan Huachen's waist, leaned in his arms and whispered, "I'm sorry for making you wait so long."
Quan Huachen kissed his forehead: "It's okay, Brother Chen can wait as long as you can, go to sleep."