Reborn: I Found The Wrong Brother

Was it Xiao Nong?

The scene just now was so chaotic, and when Xiao Nong appeared and took him away, it didn't seem like he came to save him... instead, it seemed like he was waiting for an opportunity to capture him.

The forced calmness and composure gradually shattered into pieces, Zhong Yansheng's thin body trembled slightly, and he looked at Xiao Nong, his beautiful eyes filled with mist. In the swaying firelight, those bright and clear eyes were like a shimmering lake in the sunlight, flickering with tiny lights precariously.

Facing such a pair of tearful eyes, Xiao Nong seemed to feel a little annoyed. He paused, and moved the hand that was covering his eyes upwards to cover his eyes.

The restraint on his mouth disappeared, Zhong Yansheng choked up and spoke hoarsely: "What's wrong with you? We really can't stay here, Doctor Lou is here too, I'll take you to find him... Um!"

Before he could finish his words, the hand moved down again and covered his mouth. His brows looked extremely cold, as if he didn't like what he said.

Zhong Yansheng looked at him in confusion, his eyelashes wet with tears, becoming darker and darker than ink, making the redness in his eye sockets particularly obvious. Even the tip of his nose turned slightly red, like a piece of white porcelain, with a thin and fragile feeling.

Xiao Nong stared at him for a long time, then covered his eyes with his hands again.

Zhong Yansheng: “…………”

The tears that I had been holding back suddenly couldn't come out.

He blinked, and his long eyelashes scratched Xiao Nong's palm. The next moment, he felt the palm covering his eyes pressing down, with a hint of threat, as if warning him not to act like a spoiled child.

There was something very wrong with Xiao Nong's condition, and he was obviously not in his right mind.

Zhong Yansheng bit his lip, remembering that he had not had time to ask Xiao Nong about his illness.

Is it because of a headache?

Zhong Yansheng hesitated and whispered, "Brother?"

Perhaps he noticed that Zhong Yansheng stopped chattering and wanted to ask him to leave, so the hand covering his eyes moved slightly, but in the end he did not move it down to cover his mouth.

It was dark in front of him, but Zhong Yansheng could sense that Xiao Nong's very presence was moving back and forth between his lips and neck.

He was pressed down with his head tilted back, his slightly dry lips unconsciously opened slightly, revealing a tiny bit of bright red tongue tip. His snow-white, thin neck was also forced to be exposed, with light blue veins faintly visible. Under Xiao Nong's gaze, his Adam's apple rolled nervously.

The cave was so quiet that the only sounds were the mingled breathing of two people, one heavy, the other rapid.

The rustling sound of clothes entered his ears. Before Zhong Yansheng could react, he was suddenly pushed into the straw pile behind him. A bitter and cold breath mixed with a strong smell of blood rushed towards him. Xiao Nong still covered his eyes, lowered his head, and sniffed him carefully.

Just like Taxue who used to come to his bed every day to act like a hooligan, he sniffed carefully, from the soft lips to the pointed jaw, then pressed against the warm skin on his neck and rubbed against his Adam's apple, smelling his scent and letting out a slight sigh as if he was very satisfied.

Zhong Yansheng was pinned down by him, unable to move, not even his neck could turn. The cool breath sprayed on his sensitive throat, stimulating him so much that he could not help swallowing several times. Because he could not see anything, he was so anxious that his voice could not help but tremble: "Brother..."

Xiao Nong still ignored him. He buried his head in his neck and sniffed deeply for a while, as if he was no longer satisfied with just smelling Zhong Yansheng's scent.

Then, something warm, wet and soft suddenly licked his Adam's apple.

Zhong Yansheng was caught off guard, uttered a cry of surprise, and struggled violently, but was pushed back with a force that he could not resist.

Xiao Nong, Xiao Nong licked him.

Zhong Yansheng's eyes became moist again, and his mind went blank. Xiao Nong licking him was even more... excessive than Xiao Nong kissing him.

One of his hands was still trying in vain to hold the firelighter, making way for Xiao Nong to see how miserable he was. The other hand was tightly grasping the dagger with a strange curve. The veins on the back of his thin hand were slightly exposed, but he still couldn't pull it out.

Zhong Yansheng had too many concerns and was reluctant to hit Xiao Nong's head with the scabbard, but the person on top of him obviously had no mercy. After tasting the taste of the person under him, he became more and more presumptuous, biting the trembling Adam's apple, chasing and grinding it between his teeth, teasing him badly.

The feeling was so strange and scary. He had the illusion that he was being swallowed up in one bite, half shame and half fear.

Zhong Yansheng's hand trembled, and the fire starter he was holding with difficulty fell to the ground with a thud. The faint flame between his fingers disappeared without a trace. The cave fell into complete darkness, and no one could see how Zhong Yansheng was pressed into the straw pile and became limp all over.

He wanted to ask Xiao Nong to stop, but the words came out of his mouth in broken murmurs. He grabbed at the air in vain, but Xiao Nong's fingers penetrated through his fingers and grabbed hold of him, pressing him to the ground.

His head was buzzing, and his body was shrouded in a high fever. The cold symptoms that had been suppressed by medicine seemed to come back again, even more violently than before.

Although it was such a cold rainy night, Zhong Yansheng's whole body was soaked with hot sweat.

However, it seemed unable to satisfy Xiao Nong.

Xiao Nong's panting was in his ears, one louder than the other, as if he was suppressing some desire.

But a more instinctive reaction prompted him to continue kissing, licking and biting Zhong Yansheng's neck, repeatedly stroking a small piece of skin on the side of Zhong Yansheng's neck, as if there was something sweeter underneath, tempting him to bite through the fragile neck under his lips.

Zhong Yansheng's breathing stagnated.

Under that piece of skin, his jugular vein was beating.

If Xiao Nong bit open that piece of skin...even if Lou Qingtang came over, he wouldn't be able to save him.

Zhong Yansheng instinctively knew that if this continued, something might happen. He suppressed the trembling in his voice and asked carefully, "Brother, you are covering my eyes. I can't see you. Can you let go of your hand?"

He was testing whether Xiao Nong could still understand what he said.

After a moment, the hand pressing on the eyes loosened.

He can still understand a little bit, which means that he hasn't completely lost his mind.

Zhong Yansheng didn't know whether he should breathe a sigh of relief. In the darkness, he couldn't see Xiao Nong's eyes or expression, but he could feel that Xiao Nong was still staring at his neck.

Like a ferocious beast staring at its prey without blinking.

"Brother, do you have a headache?"

The head buried in his neck nodded slightly.

Zhong Yansheng's heart tightened, and he felt choked with pain.

He knew that there was no way a few lowly assassins could do anything to Xiao Nong.

The heavy rain and thunder might have triggered Xiao Nong's headache prematurely and made it particularly serious.

Xiao Nong's head attack was definitely hard to control. The black-armored guards who followed him must have lost him, and they didn't dare to report back, so they kept looking for him...

In Xiao Nong's confused state, it was impossible for him to return to Baoqing Prefecture by himself.

Besides the headache, does he have any other injuries?

Zhong Yansheng wanted to check him, but he was pinned down in the straw, and any movement would alert Xiao Nong. He could only make a guess based on Xiao Nong's past performance when he had a headache: "Can I help you relieve the pain?"

Xiao Nong nodded.

Zhong Yansheng was a little confused.

What was going on with Xiao Nong's headache? He had never heard of Prince Ding having such a disease. Even Doctor Lou seemed helpless.

Why could he relieve Xiao Nong's pain? Or was it his smell or something else?

Zhong Yansheng slowed down his rapid breathing: "So, then do you want to suck my blood?"

Xiao Nong didn't move, neither shaking his head nor nodding.

Zhong Yansheng understood.

Zhong Yansheng was very afraid of pain, but if Xiao Nong wanted his blood, he would of course be willing to give it, even if it would be a little painful... but he couldn't let Xiao Nong bite his neck.

He will die.

But at the moment, Xiao Nong was obviously completely unable to communicate and was becoming increasingly out of control.

Zhong Yansheng could feel that the force he was holding on to his hand was becoming more and more violent. Xiao Nong's remaining sanity might be suppressing the bloodthirsty animal nature in his instinct, but if the suppressed desire erupted, the consequences would be completely unpredictable.

If he died in the cave after Xiao Nong bit his throat, he would definitely be in great pain when Xiao Nong woke up.

Zhong Yansheng let out a light breath, stretched out his trembling right hand, and gently brushed Xiao Nong's hair.

The arrogant, cold and cruel Prince Ding also has soft hair.

Xiao Nong was so alert that he didn't even raise his eyelids when he raised his hand. Zhong Yansheng had no doubt that if he became suspicious of him, he would be able to break his wrist with just his hand.

After he tentatively touched Xiao Nong's head a few times, the tense body of the man seemed to relax a little, but his lips still lightly rubbed the skin on his neck, as if he wanted to bite it.

Zhong Yansheng realized that he could not delay any longer, so he quietly slipped the dagger hidden in his sleeve into his hand and clenched the scabbard.

When they were in Prince Ding's mansion, Uncle Wang liked to tell him stories from the past, and he also taught him how to knock someone out on a whim.

The location... can be roughly determined, the strength...

Zhong Yansheng's heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out. He and Xiao Nong were so close, almost squeezed together perfectly, and he was not sure whether Xiao Nong noticed it.

If he could successfully knock Xiao unconscious, he would cut his wrist and feed him his blood, and then, when Xiao woke up, he would apologize to him and go down the mountain with him.

It would be nice if Xiao Nong wasn't angry and could hug him for a while.

Zhong Yansheng was really scared.

Just when he was about to use the scabbard to knock it down, his wrist was suddenly grabbed and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground with a "snap".

There was a low laugh in his ear that made his scalp tingle.

Zhong Yansheng was stunned.

He thought too simply. Even if Xiao Nong was unconscious, he couldn't attack him by surprise. I'm afraid his trick would be discovered the moment he secretly took out the dagger!

The force on his body loosened, and Xiao Nong pressed his shoulders, as if he wanted him to change his position from lying on the straw pile to lying on his stomach on it.

But perhaps because he still had a trace of rationality, knowing that the person under him was very delicate and could not be hit or touched, he did not grab Zhong Yansheng's shoulders, but grabbed his outer robe.

At this moment, Zhong Yansheng was more clever than ever. He turned around and took off his thick robe to keep out the cold. He slipped out from the side and rushed towards the cave entrance with his heart pounding.

Just now, Zhong Yansheng grabbed the scabbard of the dagger and wanted to hit Xiao Nong, but Xiao Nong was not angry. However, his escape obviously angered Xiao Nong. Zhong Yansheng had only run two steps when he was grabbed by the collar and thrown back into the straw pile with a dizzy head.

But before Xiao Nong could take the next step, Zhong Yansheng suddenly felt something cold and slippery sliding across his legs.

When he realized what it was, Zhong Yansheng was horrified, and he screamed "Ah" subconsciously, his voice even tinged with tears, and he shouted in panic: "Xiao Nong, snake... there is a snake!"

There was a sudden sound of "clang" in the darkness, and the dagger that had fallen to the ground was pulled out. Then, with a sudden movement, something was nailed firmly to the stone wall.

Zhong Yansheng had been afraid of insects such as spiders and snakes since he was a child. He would get goose bumps on his hands and was so scared that he dared not move, fearing that there might be a snake lurking beside him in the dark.

The tall black shadow in front of him paused for a moment, and after a moment, the scene in front of him suddenly lit up.

It was the fire starter that Zhong Yansheng dropped before.

With the help of the firelight, Zhong Yansheng could see in his peripheral vision the snake that was nailed to the wall by Xiao Nong, still struggling to swim its long body. The sight made him feel frightened again, and he looked around hurriedly, even forgetting to escape from the abnormal Xiao Nong.

The next moment, Zhong Yansheng's ankle was suddenly grabbed.

Xiao Nong half-knelt in front of him, pulled off his boots, and then pulled his belt.

Zhong Yansheng's attention was forced to shift back to him. He blushed and tried to snatch back his belt: "What are you doing?"

Halfway through the movement, he realized that the inside of his thigh was hurting.

The snake just now slithered across his thigh, but he was so panicked at the time that he didn't realize he had been bitten.

Zhong Yansheng suddenly felt dizzy, his fingers were soft and powerless, and he watched Xiao Nong loosen his belt, pull open his robe, take off his pleated trousers, and try to take off his underwear.

Zhong Yansheng's face was so hot that his ears were red. He grabbed his underwear and refused to let him take it off: "You can already see the wound..."

The snake bit me in a very wrong place, on the inner side of my thigh.

Zhong Yansheng was very thin and frail, and the only bit of flesh he had seemed to be on his hips and thighs. In the dim light of the fire starter, his delicate, white legs had a fleshy feel that made people want to reach out and hold them.

Xiao Nong lowered his head. Zhong Yansheng couldn't see his expression. He didn't know if he had regained some sense at this moment. With tears in his eyes, he asked in a trembling voice: "Is it, is it a poisonous snake?"

It was midsummer now, and they were in a deep forest with many snakes. It was also after the rain, and he had read in travel notes that snakes like to come out after the rain.

Xiao Nong didn't say anything, but just moved the firelighter closer to Zhong Yansheng's legs.

On the jade-like skin, two bleeding holes became more and more obvious, destroying the flawlessness of the skin and seeping out bloodstains, which was very eye-catching.

Zhong Yansheng didn't even dare to look, feeling like he could hardly breathe. Just as he was wondering if the snake venom had begun to spread, Xiao Nong, who had been staring at his legs expressionlessly, suddenly lowered his head and buried his head between his legs.

Xiao Nong placed his cool lips on the wound and sucked it.

Zhong Yansheng only felt an inexplicable feeling crawling up his tailbone to his heart. He was stunned for a long time before he blushed and tried to push the head between his legs away: "No need to do this, take me away quickly, let's go find Doctor Lou, Doctor Lou will definitely have a way...ah!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Nong put his big hand on his other leg and bit the flesh at the base of his leg.

Zhong Yansheng's eyes suddenly turned red again. He didn't know whether it was his action of pushing Xiao Nong that angered him, or the wrong wording in his words that annoyed him again.

Realizing that Zhong Yansheng had calmed down, Xiao Nong changed his biting action to sucking, sucking out the dirty blood for him and then spitting it onto the ground.

His deep blue eyes were still dim, and his thin lips were stained with Zhong Yansheng's blood. He looked like some kind of monster that sucked human blood, so handsome that he revealed a bit of evil.

Zhong Yansheng's body was tense as he watched him lower his head again. He moved closer to his injured area and breathed on the sensitive base of his legs, making his whole body numb and giving him a shudder.

He propped his hands on the straw pile, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked at his head buried between his legs. He never thought that he would encounter such an experience when he went out tonight.

After Xiao Nong repeated this several times, there was no more bleeding from Zhong Yansheng's wound.

Zhong Yansheng also plucked up the courage and took a look at what the snake nailed to the cliff was.

It's a very common black snake, not poisonous.

Zhong Yansheng blinked blankly, and felt his limbs, which had been cold from fear, warm up again.

He knows what kind of snake this is, so how could the knowledgeable Xiao Nong not recognize it?

But Xiao Nong is unconscious now, so it seems normal that he can't be recognized.

Sucking the poisonous blood from the base of his legs is too... too weird. His Highness Prince Ding would not do such a thing on purpose.

Seeing that he was about to lower his head again, Zhong Yansheng quickly said, "I'm fine, thank you, can you let me go?"

It was very cold in the cave, and his legs were exposed to the air without any protection, which made him feel a little cold.

Xiao Nong seemed not to understand and pressed his lips against his leg again.

The position was too close, and they were rubbing up and down constantly. Zhong Yansheng's breathing became disordered, and he felt something was wrong with his whole body. Every time, Xiao Nong would unintentionally exhale a few times between his legs.

After being stimulated again, Zhong Yansheng felt as if his breathing was choked and even his waist became stiff.

Summer inner wear is already thin, and Xiao Nong was so close to him.

This time, Zhong Yansheng really felt like he was going to faint. He was frightened and excited before, but this time he felt ashamed.

He watched Xiao Nong slightly raise his eyes, stare at him for a long time, look up at him, and lower his head again.

But this time was different from before, Xiao Nong no longer sucked his wound.

Zhong Yansheng's pupils dilated for a moment, and he let out a short cry. He almost bounced up from his waist, but was held down tightly again. The tears in his eyes quickly spread back, and he was surrounded by that extremely strange feeling. There was a rumbling sound in his ears, and the corners of his eyes were red.

Xiao Nong was too strong, and he had nowhere to escape. He collapsed powerlessly into the straw, his lips very red, and he kept shaking.

Zhong Yansheng felt that he had never been so sick before.

Even when he fell into the water and had a fever for three days, it was not as hot as it is now.

The small cave became a steamer. The faint light of the fire was flickering. Xiao Nong roasted him over the fire. Sweat flowed down his temples. His hair was wet and stuck to his face and neck. His heart was beating so fast that he seemed to be dying in the next moment.

At the last moment, he thought drowsily that Xiao Nong might as well bite his neck.

Better than biting him there.

When Xiao Nong finally let him go, Zhong Yansheng saw his Adam's apple roll slightly, which was a swallowing movement.

The big hand that had left several marks on his leg came up and pressed his waist.

Zhong Yansheng stared blankly into those deep blue eyes, looking directly into the deep lust inside and the bigger storm surging inside.

He realized that Xiao Nong still refused to let him go.

After waking up in the evening and hearing the news that Xiao Nong was missing, Zhong Yansheng was terrified.

But he couldn't show his cowardice in front of so many people. He also had to try to stay calm in front of the officials with their own thoughts and the spies sent by the old emperor. He learned how to handle affairs like Xiao Nong and rode up the mountain to look for people at night.

He was still sick, and if he hadn't taken the medicine that Lou Qingtang sent him, he might have collapsed long ago.

He encountered several groups of assassins on the way. Although they didn't hurt him, he was very scared, and he was even more afraid that Xiao Nong might be injured.

After much difficulty, he found Xiao Nong and was surprised to see that he was fine. Before he could even get a chance to be surprised, Xiao Nong seemed unconscious and kept bullying him, licking, chewing and biting him.

He was extremely nervous and didn't know how to vent his emotions. He was caught by Xiao Nong and forced to reach the peak of his emotions in this way. After he suddenly fell down, the grievances, fears, panics, worries, etc. that he had suppressed in his heart rushed up all at once.

Zhong Yansheng's nose felt sore and he blinked. The tears that had gathered in his eyes suddenly rolled out of his eyes. He cried in a suppressed voice: "Xiao Xianwei... I, I won't pay attention to you anymore."

Hot tears fell on the back of his hand, and Xiao Nong finally stopped moving. He looked at Zhong Yansheng, who was crying and had his clothes in disarray because of him.

Zhong Yansheng wanted to cry, but he didn't want to cry out loud. He bit his lips and kept crying. The world in front of him was blurry. After a long while, he felt the hand holding him loosen, and the hands put on his underpants and pleated pants, pulled up his robe, and tied his belt meticulously.

Then he was brought into a familiar embrace, held loosely, with a strength that he could break free from if he wanted to.

After suddenly grabbing him here, Xiao Nong finally spoke his first words. Perhaps it had been a long time since he spoke, so his voice was low and obscure, not as calm and composed as usual: "I'm sorry."

Xiao Nong raised his finger to wipe the tears from his face, frowning tightly, looking like he had no idea what to do with him: "...Don't ignore me."

Zhong Yansheng raised his eyes and met those deep blue eyes. He sobbed several times before he barely stopped crying. Tears still hung on his eyelashes. He choked and asked, "Are you... feeling better?"

The nerve in Xiao Nong's brain was still twitching wildly, and his consciousness was between clarity and confusion. After a while, he responded: "Yeah."

Perhaps…

Zhong Yansheng was frightened when he thought about his appearance just now, and wanted to know how to wake him up: "Why did you suddenly wake up?"

Hearing this, Xiao Nong paused, glanced at his legs, and stroked his furry head without changing his expression, not wanting to scare the frightened little bird again: "I woke up when I heard you crying."

Zhong Yansheng felt that his tone was insincere and suspected that he was lying to him, but he didn't have much energy now and didn't want to pursue Xiao Nong. He said "oh" and wanted to cry for a while longer, so he rested his head on his arms and continued to shed tears.

Xiao Nong could only continue to wipe his tears and coax him: "I'll let you bite me back next time."

Zhong Yansheng was upset and kicked him: "Who wants to bite you?"

He was getting bolder and bolder. At first, he didn't dare to look him in the eye, but now he kicked him whenever he wanted. Xiao Nong lowered his eyes and admitted his mistake: "Okay, I'll let you bite me then."

“…”

Zhong Yansheng was still sick to begin with, and after Xiao Nong's commotion, he broke out in a sweat. His originally dizzy mind now became a little clearer, and he smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood on Xiao Nong's body.

He was startled and realized that the piece of clothing around Xiao Nong's waist was dark and wet. However, it was not noticeable because Xiao Nong was wearing a black robe.

Zhong Yansheng reached out to grab Xiao Nong's belt, but before he could reach it, his fingers were gently caught.

"What are you doing, Yuan Yuan?" Xiao Nong asked with a smile, "Are you ready to take revenge on me now?"

Zhong Yansheng was really about to be pissed off: "Don't be so frivolous, let me see if you are injured. I brought some medicine that Doctor Lou gave me... Hmm."

Xiao Nong suddenly lowered his head and kissed his lips. Thinking of what Xiao Nong's mouth had just done, Zhong Yansheng covered his own mouth, forgetting that he should continue crying, and stared at him in disbelief.

"Hush." ​​Xiao Nong looked outside, his narrow eyes half-closed, "A guest is coming."