Author: hoenimochi (Page 11 of 95)

MTL and currently learning HSK

Chapter 94

       In the afternoon, Zhan Pengcheng asked Zhan Weiguang to accompany Pei Qing to the hospital to treat the wound on his face and the teeth he had lost.

       When Pei Qing left, Zhan Weiyang fell asleep, so Zhan Pengcheng stayed by his bed until Zhan Weiyang woke up from a deep sleep.

       When Zhan Weiyang woke up and saw Zhan Pengcheng, he suddenly asked in panic, “Where is Qing ge?” He was afraid that Pei Qing decided not to want him anymore.

       Zhan Pengcheng reached out and touched his sweaty hair, saying, “He went to the hospital and will be back soon.”

       Zhan Weiyang was still very uneasy; he asked Zhan Pengcheng, “Will Qing ge leave me?”

       Zhan Pengcheng was silent for a while and said, “How could that be?”

       Zhan Weiyang said in a low voice, “You and Mom quarrelled before, and Mom didn’t want me anymore.”

       Zhan Pengcheng retracted his hand, and after a moment, he raised his hands to cover his face. He spent a long time sorting out his emotions and finally said to Zhan Weiyang, “Yangyang, I’m sorry.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him.

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “If you want to date, just date. You just need to know that you still have Dad and your brother no matter what happens. If Pei Qing is not good enough, you can go home to find Dad, understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang disagreed with him and said, “Qing ge is very good.”

       Zhan Pengcheng nodded, “He is very good, Dad knows.” There were more words that Zhan Pengcheng didn’t say now, but he still had a lot of time in the future and was willing to tell Zhan Weiyang slowly.

       Regardless of how far Zhan Weiyang and Pei Qing’s relationship could go, Zhan Pengcheng only hoped that Zhan Weiyang would not be hurt. But he also understood that anyone who invested their emotions was at risk of getting hurt. For the first time, he realised that he couldn’t shield Zhan Weiyang from all harm in this matter, and as Zhan Weiyang grew and he himself grew older, there were more things he wouldn’t be able to protect him from.

       In the past, Zhan Pengcheng often thought that if Zhan Weiyang never grew up, it was fine; as long as he earned enough money, he could take care of him for a lifetime. Now, he realised that Zhan Weiyang had indeed grown up, and his protection no longer worked for the adult Zhan Weiyang. Given this, Zhan Pengcheng began to hope that Zhan Weiyang would grow even more so that he would have the ability to endure and resolve harm on his own. Only then could Zhan Pengcheng truly feel at ease.

       On the way back from the hospital, Pei Qing received a call from Pei Jingrong, saying that he wanted to meet him and talk.

       Pei Qing asked Zhan Weiguang to drive him to a nearby coffee shop and then sent the address to Pei Jingrong.

       Zhan Weiguang was a little worried and asked Pei Qing, “Do you need me to accompany you?”

       Pei Qing wore a mask when he came out of the hospital to make the wound on his face less noticeable. He said, “No, you go back first. If Yangyang wakes up, tell him I will go to see him later.”

       Zhan Weiguang nodded and drove away.

       Pei Qing waited more than ten minutes, and Pei Jingrong took a taxi. The two sat in the booth by the window.

       Pei Jingrong waited until the waiter left before speaking, “Is your injury okay?”

       Pei Qing said, “The wound on my face is nothing, but I lost a big tooth, which is troublesome, and I may need a dental implant.”

       Pei Jingrong picked up a small spoon and stirred the coffee cup gently, saying, “Before making a choice, you should think about the consequences you have to bear.”

       Pei Qing said, “You are right, I have thought about it.”

       Pei Jingrong sneered when he heard it.

       Pei Qing looked at him calmly. Although the mask covered half of his face, the expression in his eyes was almost calm.

       Pei Jingrong said, “I don’t know what to say when you talk to me like that.”

       Pei Qing asked him, “What did you want to say?”

       Pei Jingrong said, “Do you think you deserve to be beaten?”

       Pei Qing said, “I can understand Uncle beating me, but I don’t think it’s necessary for you to hit me.”

       Pei Jingrong picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. “We have been father and son for so many years, and I found that I don’t understand you at all.”

       Pei Qing said, “You didn’t try to understand me.”

       Pei Jingrong said, “Some things are inconvenient to say at their house this morning. I want to ask you, how long do you think you can stay with a kid like Zhan Weiyang?”

       Pei Qing said casually, “Maybe for a lifetime.”

       Pei Jingrong sneered.

       Pei Qing said, “My mom is smart, beautiful, and highly educated, yet you didn’t stay with her for long. What right do you have to question me about such matters?”

       Pei Jingrong said, “Must you talk to me like this?”

       Pei Qing looked at him, “Don’t we always talk like this?”

       Pei Jingrong said, “I will return early tomorrow morning after today’s meeting. I’m telling you for the last time, come back with me.”

       Pei Qing didn’t say anything.

       Pei Jingrong said, “I believe that one day you will realise that you are wrong.”

       Pei Qing leaned back on the chair and said to Pei Jingrong, “Do you think that one day I will come back crying and admit my mistakes to you?”

       Pei Jingrong looked at him silently.

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “Then let’s wait and see.”

       In the evening, Pei Qing went back to see Zhan Weiyang. When he entered the living room, he saw Zhan Pengcheng and said, “I’ll come to see Yangyang and then leave. I promised him that I would come back.”

       Zhan Pengcheng seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He stood up from the sofa, put his hands in his jacket pockets, looked at Pei Qing and asked, “Is the injury serious?”

       Pei Qing shook her head, “It’s nothing.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “Yangyang is in his room; just go up.”

       Pei Qing heard Zhan Pengcheng’s words and realised that he had compromised for Zhan Weiyang, so he just nodded, didn’t say much, and went upstairs from the stairs.

       Zhan Weiyang sat on his bed in a daze.

       After Pei Qing went in, he pulled the chair beside the table to the bed and sat down facing Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him with his lifeless eyes wide open.

       Pei Qing asked him, “Do you feel better?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t answer but reached out and gently touched Pei Qing’s face through the mask.

       Pei Qing took off the mask and showed him both cheeks, which were still swollen.

       Zhan Weiyang asked him, “Does it hurt?”

       Pei Qing said, “It still hurts a little bit.”

       Zhan Weiyang looked very sad.

       Pei Qing said to him, “But it won’t hurt if Yangyang touches it.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “You lied to me. You will still feel pain if I touch you.”

       Pei Qing told him, “Humans are very powerful. They can bear all kinds of harm to protect the people they love. At this time, as long as you tell yourself that it doesn’t hurt, it really won’t hurt.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked him, “Can trees do that?”

       Pei Qing said, “Of course trees can. You see, in order to root themselves, trees can have endless power. As long as there is something they want to stick to, they can resist all kinds of harm, whether it is verbal harm or physical harm.”

       “Verbal harm?” Zhan Weiyang said silently.

       Pei Qing told him, “Yes, just like others say you are an idiot—this is verbal harm. Do you have something you want to stick to to resist this kind of harm?”

       “Yes,” Zhan Weiyang looked at him, “I want to protect you, as well as Dad and Grandma.” After saying that, he silently counted Zhan Weiguang in his heart.

       Pei Qing smiled, “If you want to protect so many people, then you must not care about this kind of harm, understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I understand. I’m not an idiot. It’s just that people don’t understand me.”

       Pei Qing opened his arms and let Zhan Weiyang rush over to hug him, saying, “Yangyang is amazing.”


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Chapter 42

       The desire suppressed in the body changed from the initial turbulent waves to soft and winding waves through the training of endurance, spreading over the limbs and swaying under the skin layer by layer. At this moment, Chu Yunhan was blindfolded, and his lower body was bound. Under the cover of black clothes, the fair flesh was displayed horizontally on the big bed, and the light red whip marks from the rough punishment still remained on both of his femurs. It was like a strong and explicit erotic picture, which made the eyes of Chu Yichen, who was looking at him similarly flooded with tides of love.

       The man’s eyes were deep and reserved, with dark light surging in his black eyes, as soft as moonlight. His fingers slowly stroked along the side of the face, as if tracing, as if outlining, as gently as if they were treating a treasure. Soon, his lips came up against Chu Yunhan’s, teasingly pecking Chu Yunhan’s lips. They touched and separated again, like a hide-and-seek, causing Chu Yunhan to try his best to lift his lower jaw to seek. The blindfolded man was like a thirsty fish, raising his head, showing the beautiful curve of his neck, looking for and waiting for the other person’s lips.

       The kiss with a gentle and warm breath slowly moved down, landing on the jaw, Adam’s apple, and collarbone, small and gentle. His touch was everywhere, sometimes squeezing the erection of the chest through the fabric of clothing, sometimes brushing against the tight lower abdomen, and sometimes stroking the messy c0ck. In such foreplay, Chu Yunhan felt like he was about to melt, turning into a puddle of water and mud, paralysed in Chu Yichen’s dragnet, letting the other party take whatever he wanted.

       His heartbeat was speeding up as fast, as if it was about to jump out of the chest. His breathing was heavy and rapid, and the sound of repeated sighs and pleadings echoed in the room.

       “Master…Master…” He kept repeating meaningless murmurs, but it seemed that only saying these words could make him feel at ease.

       “I’m here.” The man untied the restraints on the front of his c0ck and threw them aside, saying, “You’re not allowed to cum without my order.” Then he pulled Chu Yunhan’s clothes upward and took his breasts into his mouth.

       The hot and humid mouth suddenly enveloped his sensitive area, and a strong pleasure arose under the licking and nibbling of the tongue. He couldn’t tell whether it was pain, numbness, or itching. Chu Yunhan felt restless all over his body. A small amount of transparent body fluid oozed out from the top of the restrained genitals like tears. He hummed, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him.

       And this was just the beginning, as the other nipple sank in, taking on an even more luscious hue as it was sucked. The kiss began to move down, rolling around the waist and lingering on the lower abdomen. When the wet tongue licked the top of the c0ck, he trembled like an electric shock and let out a cry-like moan, “No…no, no, no. …Master…I can’t stand it anymore…”

       Until now, their interactions had always followed that contract. The contract stated that he would not accept oral sex, and he did not need the other party to give him oral sex. So, the two had never used this method before; this was the first time. Chu Yunhan couldn’t see, but he could visualise Chu Yichen lowering his head and licking his c0ck. Just imagining it made him almost ejaculate.

       Actually, this was also Chu Yichen’s first time. He had had many subs but had never performed oral sex on each other. The only person in the world who could make him lower his head and use his mouth to please was the one in front of him. When he put the umbrella-shaped part into his mouth, the person under him let out a cry and then arched his body upwards. White turbidity spurted out, and he was splashed in the face before he had time to avoid it.

       Chu Yunhan, who was lost in the climax, gasped for breath, and his tears wetted a small piece of the blindfold. When he calmed down a little, he realised what had just happened. He blushed and whispered, “I was wrong…”

       Chu Yichen wiped the turbid liquid from his face and said in a deep voice, “Turn over and lie down.”

       He obediently obeyed, and as soon as he lay down on his butt, he was slapped, causing a burning pain.

       “Tell me why you were punished.”

       “I didn’t obey Master’s order and…ejaculated without permission.” He stuttered.

       Then the other side also received a slap, “What else?”

       “And…” he thought with a grimace, “I don’t have the right to say ‘no’.”

       “Lift your butt and tell me who you are.”

       Chu Yunhan lay on his back with his butt stuck out like a puppy. When he felt the man’s fingers inserting into his back hole, he took a deep breath and said, “I am your slave.”

       The dilated back hole was now empty, and the folds opened again under the manipulation of fingers, revealing the tender red flesh wall. While Chu Yichen was caressing his hole and sac, he was tugging on the thong, rubbing the semi-softened front part of his c0ck, “Tell me your rights.”

       “All my rights come from what you have given me.”

       “Tell me about your obligations.”

       “My obligation is to please you.” This kind of identity-enhancing question and answer has become quite fluent for present-day Chu Yunhan.

       “Do you think your performance just now pleased me?” the man asked.

       He pursed his lips, buried his face in his arms in shame, spread his buttocks with his hands, and whispered like a mosquito, “I was wrong, Master…please…please…” His face was red, and he couldn’t speak any further.

       Chu Yichen curled his lips silently, unbuttoned his belt and pulled down his pants to reveal his bulging c0ck. He pressed the front end against the slightly open hole and said, “Slave, you look very good with your ass raised right now, waiting to be fvcked like a little bitch in heat. Do you want me to put a tail in there so you can wag your butt and beg me to feed you?”

       Verbal humiliation is also an important part of BDSM. The explicit and obscene words about sex arouse an unspeakable sense of shame, stimulating every nerve, making Chu Yunhan more sensitive to embarrassment and humiliation, and inducing desire bit by bit.

       “Please…feed me…” Chu Yunhan was no longer bound to those rigid rules of reality and completely let himself play the role of a slave in the game.

       The man pressed his butt with one hand and held his thick c0ck with the other hand, using the tip to grind his reddish hole little by little, and said, “The reason your butt is spanked like this is because you are disobedient. If you don’t obey me again later and have to cum without permission, I will fvck you until you can’t cum anymore, do you understand?”

       Chu Yunhan’s breathing quickened, and he replied tremblingly, “I understand.”

       As soon as he finished speaking, the thick c0ck covered with lubricant pushed in, moving slowly but firmly, going deeper inch by inch. Unlike the di-do, the thing that entered him at this moment was alive, like a python, slowly moving forward in the narrow cave, exploring the secrets deep ahead. The sphincter was stretched to the limit, and the entire body seemed to be broken open by this meat blade. Chu Yunhan gasped, and his body suddenly tensed up, but he forced himself to relax his back hole and accept the other person.

       “Take your time and relax.” After full penetration, the contraction, squeezing and sticky heat of the hole gave Chu Yichen a surge of overwhelming pleasure, but he stopped abruptly with control. Panting lightly, he stroked the back of the person beneath him, waiting dormantly for the other person to adapt.

       Chu Yunhan took a few deep breaths and said, “It’s ready…”

       “Open your legs wider.” The man gave the order and began to twitch slowly. While thrusting in and out of the back hole in small steps, he used his hand to play with Chu Yunhan’s semi-soft c0ck, scratching the bell, kneading the balls, and using a little more force, making the person underneath him moan.

       Insert, pull out, again and again. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy—the other party completely dominated him. The top of the genitals hits the glands, bringing an electric shock-like pleasure that jumps up to the groin and spreads along the spinal cord, causing ripples throughout the body. The crisp sound of the sac slapping against the perineum and the sound of lubrication squeezing out as the rod pushed in mingled with the moans. The stimulation of the parts that should not be used for intercourse was more intense than any other pleasure in the past, and the desire given by someone who should not have this kind of relationship was more satisfying than anything anyone had ever given before.

       Chu Yunhan moaned wildly, opened his body completely, straightened his waist and swayed his butt in line with the other party’s movements. Chu Yichen’s tenderness between the sheets was like a net, surrounding him and pulling him deeper into the tide of love. For the first time, he felt truly satisfied, as if a broken jade pendant had found its compatible partner, as if something he had longed for many years finally appeared in his life. Tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, making the blindfold wet.

       Lust was like poison, corroding anyone’s body.

       Love was like strong wine; it soothed anyone’s heart.

       Breaths intertwined, bodies mingled. Everything around him seemed to have disappeared, and there was only him and him between heaven and earth, like two pieces of solid iron thrown into a vast furnace, which finally melted together and became an indestructible shape that could no longer be separated.

       Chu Yunhan, who was lying on his stomach, was shaken by the impact. He panted and said, “Master… can you… um… let me look at you… I want to look at you…”

       The man behind him paused for a moment, then withdrew the thick and hard c0ck from his body, turning his body over and lying on his back. Then, the blindfold was removed. The remote control had dimmed the lights in the room, but the man still covered his eyes with his palms and said, “Close it for a while and then open it again.”

       Chu Yunhan slowly opened his wet eyes, looked at the person before him, curled his lips and smiled.

       Chu Yichen also held up his arms and looked at him from above with a pair of black eyes that seemed to have endless tenderness.

       He reached out to unbutton the collar of the man’s military uniform. Chu Yichen grabbed his hand and said, “Want to be punished?”

       “Yeah.” He said with a wink, “When I’m done, you can punish me as you wish.”

       The man said nothing and let go of his hand. He took off his clothes one by one, revealing his naked body.

       Chu Yunhan knew why the man was reluctant to take off his clothes. He wanted to do it so that the two of them could be naked together, without any coverings or inhibitions. He looked at the scarred body, lowered his eyelashes to cover the redness under his eyes, raised his body slightly, kissed Chu Yichen’s lips, and said, “Master… I’m still so hungry…”


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Chapter 93

       Pei Jingrong’s move was so sudden that no one else had time to stop him.

       Zhan Weiguang subconsciously took two steps forward.

       Zhan Pengcheng felt that he had hit Pei Qing hard and felt somewhat guilty. Seeing Pei Jingrong’s move, he could not help but move his body. Unfortunately, before he could stand up, Pei Jingrong had already punched Pei Qing in the face.

       And Grandma cried ‘Oh my’ and tried to stand up by holding the armrest of the sofa. She shook her body twice and was too anxious to stand up. She said, “Why are you hitting him? Don’t hit him! Can’t you talk it out nicely?”

       Pei Jingrong pointed at Pei Qing and said coldly, “You’re already a college graduate with a job, and instead of setting a good example, you’re getting involved in all sorts of inappropriate things, dragging your younger cousin along with you! Don’t you know what Yangyang’s situation is? Talking about dating—don’t you find that ridiculous? You’re just deceiving a child!”

       Pei Qing’s cheeks were both now red and swollen. He looked up at Pei Jingrong and said nothing.

       Pei Jingrong grabbed Pei Qing’s collar with his hand, “Go, apologise to your uncle, apologise to Yangyang! Quit your job here immediately and go back with me!”

       Pei Qing spoke; his voice was even more unclear than before, and his accent sounded a little funny, but no one could laugh at this time. He said, “You’ve already mentioned that I’m a graduate with a job, so I can make decisions for my own life.”

       Pei Jingrong said angrily, “But you are not qualified to make decisions for other people’s children! Especially a child like Yangyang, who has incomplete intellectual development! Do you think that your uncle and others don’t dare to call the police to arrest you?”

       This time, before Pei Qing spoke, Zhan Weiyang suddenly stood up and said, “I’m not an idiot!” His voice was loud, even a little sharp and harsh.

       Zhan Pengcheng and Pei Qing shouted at the same time, “Yangyang.”

       Zhan Weiyang seemed not to hear. He was very emotional, still shouting sharply, “I’m not an idiot! I’m not an idiot! I’m not an idiot!” He shouted until his voice was almost hoarse, like a frightened and mad little animal, stomping his feet and spinning in place.

       At this time, not only Pei Qing and the others, but even Pei Jingrong looked at Zhan Weiyang worriedly, stretched out his hand to hold Zhan Weiyang’s arm, and said, “Yangyang, calm down. No one said you are an idiot.”

       Zhan Weiyang refused to let him touch him and asked loudly, “Why can’t I date? Is it because an idiot can’t date, or is it that Zhan Weiyang can’t date?”

       Pei Jingrong was speechless for a while.

       Pei Qing went forward and hugged Zhan Weiyang, whispering, “No, of course you can date.”

       Zhan Weiyang cried. He shed tears while saying, “Then what should I do? Should I just act like an idiot? Am I not being obedient enough?”

       Zhan Weiguang looked at them, and suddenly tears welled up, his eyes were red.

       Zhan Pengcheng stretched out a hand to Zhan Weiyang and then put it down.

       Zhan Weiyang cried so painfully that he could hardly breathe. He opened his mouth and panted as he said, “I won’t swim anymore. I’ll see a doctor and take medicine, okay? I don’t want to be an idiot. I just want to be with Qing ge.”

       At this time, Grandma raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face.

       Zhan Pengcheng broke down, held his head with his hands, and squatted on the ground.

       Pei Qing picked up Zhan Weiyang and said to him, “Let’s go back to the room to rest, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang hugged Pei Qing’s shoulders, still crying hard.

       Pei Qing held him and walked towards the stairs. Everyone looked at him in a daze, and no one stopped him.

       As they went to the second floor, Pei Qing carried Zhan Weiyang back to his room, gently put him on the bed, removed his slippers, covered him with a quilt, and adjusted the air conditioner to a suitable temperature.

       Zhan Weiyang’s face was full of tears. Pei Qing lay on the bed and pulled a tissue to help him wipe his face.

       “Am I an idiot?” Zhan Weiyang asked Pei Qing hoarsely.

       Pei Qing answered him, “Of course not.” His movements were very light.

       At this time, Zhan Pengcheng followed up to the second floor. He stood at the door of Zhan Weiyang’s room without going in, looking inside through the gap left by the door.

       Zhan Weiyang said, “They all said I am an idiot.”

       Pei Qing said, “They didn’t say that, and you weren’t an idiot in the first place. You just couldn’t communicate with them well.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s tears were still flowing, but his voice wasn’t so hoarse anymore. He sobbed and asked Pei Qing, “Why can’t we communicate?”

       Pei Qing changed a clean tissue, wiped his tears, thought for a while, and said, “Do you know that when foreigners talk to Chinese people because they can’t communicate well in Chinese, they often make the foreigner look clumsy?”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at him very seriously and listened to him, “Really?”

       Pei Qing said, “Yes, in fact, they are not an idiot. When Chinese peoplecommunicate with them in foreign languages, they also think Chinese people sound like an idiot.”

       Zhan Weiyang’s moist eyes reflected the flickering light, but his tears didn’t continue to flow.

       Pei Qing smiled, but the injury on his face was pulled when he smiled, and he grimaced in pain. He continued, “So you are not an idiot; it’s just that they don’t understand you, and actually, they are an idiot too.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I have brain damage.”

       “No,” Pei Qing said, “Didn’t you drown when you were swimming as a child? But you are a fortune tree; how can you be afraid of water?”

       Zhan Weiyang opened his eyes wide.

       Pei Qing said, “Look at all the flowers, plants, and trees on the balcony. How much water will enter when it rains? They never get sick because of drowning; how can you?”

       Zhan Weiyang felt enlightened.

       Pei Qing gently tapped Zhan Weiyang’s head with his finger, “My Yangyang is born different. You are a fortune tree that needs water for irrigation, so there must be obstacles in communicating with ordinary people. People don’t understand trees, and trees don’t understand people, but this tree has many, many ideas in its head. It is the smartest tree in the world.”

       Zhan Weiyang asked, “Am I?”

       Pei Qing smiled and said, “Otherwise, why can’t other trees understand me? Only you can understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang opened his arms and hugged Pei Qing tightly. He said, “I’m so happy!”

       Pei Qing didn’t care about the pain of the wound on his face, hugged him tightly with her arms, and said, “Well, Yangyang finally figured it out.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Yeah.”

       Pei Qing said to him, “That’s why you are the smartest fortune tree.”

       Zhan Weiyang nodded vigorously.

       Zhan Pengcheng quietly stepped back and reached out to close the door. He turned around and wanted to go downstairs, but he saw Zhan Weiguang standing at the stairs, looking at him.

       Zhan Weiguang’s face still showed obvious traces of tears. He said to Zhan Pengcheng, “I’m sorry.”

       Zhan Pengcheng was stunned momentarily and said, “Why are you saying sorry?”

       Zhan Weiguang said, “It’s all because of me.”

       Zhan Pengcheng understood what he meant, so he walked towards him and hugged him. It was then that Zhan Pengcheng suddenly realised that his eldest son was already taller than himself.

       “Dad,” Zhan Weiguang said, “give Yangyang a bit of confidence. He really isn’t completely clueless. Why not try just once and listen to what he and Qing ge have to say?”

       Zhan Pengcheng nodded tiredly, “I understand.”

       He let go of Zhan Weiguang and walked downstairs.

       Grandma was still crying in the living room, and Auntie Luo was sitting next to her and trying to persuade her.

       And Pei Jingrong stood at the door, looking outside with a serious expression.

       Zhan Pengcheng walked over and said to Pei Jingrong, “Yangyang is not very stable. Let’s talk about this later. So let’s stay and have lunch together later?”

       Pei Jingrong turned around and said to him, “My morning meeting has been temporarily adjusted to the afternoon. I have other arrangements at noon, so I won’t disturb you.”

       Zhan Pengcheng did not force him to stay either.

       Pei Jingrong was silent for a moment and said, “I’m sorry, I don’t mean to hurt Yangyang.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “I know. I might be the one who hurt him in the beginning. You don’t need to worry about it.”

       Pei Jingrong didn’t know what to say for a while, nodded and walked out the door.


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Chapter 41

       The slender fingers that entered his body were like dexterous snakes, twisting and turning inside his body, going deeper and deeper. Then came the second one, and then the third one. The sphincter gradually opened as it continued to expand, adapting to the shape of the intruder. The originally tight corridor was also stretched open, getting used to every thrust and withdrawal of the other. The body began to feel thirsty during such conditioning as it ignited little bits of desire, burning under the skin and spreading to every inch.

       Want, more.

       The brain shut down all functions used for rational thinking, leaving only a body succumbing to carnal desires.

       Thinking of nothing, caring for nothing, only following the commands of that man, feeling his presence, and accepting his possession. Only that person could induce the most primitive animal nature in his body, only that person could let him completely surrender himself, and only that person could save him from the monstrous flames of this prairie fire and give him final relief.

       That was the only person he could trust with his life and trust wholeheartedly.

       Under Chu Yichen’s manipulation, all the senses in Chu Yunhan’s body seemed to have awakened, becoming extremely sensitive. When the man’s fingertips touched the sensitive spot on the inner wall, he began to moan.

       The sound of his ‘aahn’ was soft and wavering, ringing non-stop in the basement, intensifying desire’s catalysis. Soon, he fell into the tide of desire. His legs became weak, and his hands began to lose strength. His muscles became stiff, but he managed to maintain his posture. When the expansion was over and the thick di-do with lubricant was slowly pushed in, he groaned and shuddered. If his genitals were not tightly restrained by Chu Yichen’s hand, he would have ejaculated.

       “Stand up.” The man ordered as the di-do was pushed to its deepest point.

       Chu Yunhan obeyed with difficulty, his movements slow and clumsy. The di-do buried deep in his back hole changed angle as it moved, squeezing the glands, sometimes lightly and sometimes hard. It felt tingling and numbing as if he were roasting himself over a fire, half-cooked, and wishing he could add a handful of wood to the stove, pour a jug of wine on it and just burn himself through.

       When he fully straightened up, he realised that his waist was sore and aching. The lying action just now put too much pressure on the waist, and Chu Yichen has obviously taken this into consideration. As an excellent dom, one must not only consider the physical load on the sub but also control the rhythm. The man who knew this well took a restraint and fastened it on his c0ck. Only then did Chu Yunhan discover that there was a hidden opening in the front part of the thong. After opening the small zipper, the c0ck could be completely exposed.

       What a pervert… Designing something like this… What’s the difference between wearing this and not wearing it…

       He cursed secretly.

       In fact, there was still a difference. In addition to adding fun, this kind of underwear also has a rope-binding effect, which could adjust the tightness and increase friction, giving the sub a feeling of being restrained.

       However, Chu Yunhan had no time to think about this now. His attention was drawn to what the man was putting on his c0ck.

       This restraint consisted of three interlocking leather loops connected to each other. The front one was fastened into a groove under the umbrella-shaped shaft, which could be tightened to keep his desire securely inside his body. A metal wire was also hanging from the leather ring, from which hung a bell pendant. He was just wondering why the bell was made in such a shape when he saw Chu Yichen add two small silver balls the size of a quail’s egg on the thin line hanging from the bell, not knowing what material it was made of. It was small but quite heavy, and it directly dropped the originally raised c0ck downwards, like a tree branch bent by a fruit.

       Chu Yichen squatted down and carefully adjusted the leather band. Seeing Chu Yunhan frowning, he asked, “Does it hurt?”

       He shook his head and saw the c0ck between his legs that was stretched so hard that he could hardly lift his head. He said pitifully, “It feels a bit uncomfortable… Master, can you not use this…”

       The man curled his lips, shook the two remaining balls in his hand and said, “Want to add another one?”

       “…I was wrong.” Chu Yunhan took a long breath of resignation and became obedient.

       Next, Chu Yichen put a blindfold on him.

       The world suddenly turned into a void of darkness. All the objects used to determine the direction no longer existed, and everything became unknown and difficult to perceive. He was a little anxious and called out, “Master?”

       “I’m here.” The man stroked the side of his face, and his warm and dry palm became his connection with the world, calming him down.

       “Slave, tell me why your body is so excited?”

       “…I don’t know.” His cheeks were slightly red.

       “You will be punished for lying.” Chu Yichen’s deliberately lowered voice was like a cello with a subtle sex appeal. Especially when it was for teasing and flirting, and Chu Yunhan couldn’t resist at all. The man’s hand rubbed his chest, making the two small bulges that were tightly wrapped in the material more erect, “Do you like me touching you?”

       “…I like it.” He pursed his lips and replied softly.

       “How about this?”

       Before he finished speaking, his nipples were pinched and pulled hard, causing Chu Yunhan to hum. His chest felt ached and tingled, and there was also a slight itching from the friction, which made him take a long breath unbearably and reply tremblingly, “I like it.” Then he added, “As long as Master likes it, I will like it too.”

       A chuckle fell gently like a feather on the water, breaking the calm and making waves. “It makes me happy that you’ve been so good.” The man stroked his Adam’s apple and said, “I’ll reward you. What do you want?”

       Chu Yunhan, already aroused and hungry, blurted out, “Hold me, please…”

       “Hold you, like this?” The tone was flirtatious.

       Then he felt a tightening around his waist and an arm half wrapped around him, hugging him. Chu Yunhan pursed his lips and whispered, “Not like this…”

       “What do you want then?”

       This was clearly forcing him to say it himself. Chu Yunhan’s face was burning red, so embarrassed that his head felt like it was about to burst from the rush of blood. Finally, he managed to squeeze out a few words, sounding as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, “Please…fvck me…”

       As soon as the words came out, the anal opening behind him was pressed, and the di-do clamped in the tunnel suddenly hit the gland hard. A burst of electric-like pleasure flew through the body, and he said, ‘Ah-nhg’ He couldn’t help but shudder as he made a sound, and the erect c0ck between his legs was stimulated to the point of secreting clear pre-cum.

       There was a smile in the man’s voice as he said, “Your bottom mouth is full. How can I use it?”

       The feeling of burning with desire but not getting what she asked for made Chu Yunhan go crazy. He gasped softly, “Spare me, I can’t stand it anymore…”

       “Slave, if you can walk from here to my room without anything inside falling out, I will satisfy you.”

       Hearing these words, he almost cried and called out sadly, “Master…” Before he could beg for mercy, his lips were covered. Chu Yichen kissed him gently, put a leash on his collar, and said, “I will hold you and always be by your side.”

       The Master’s order cannot be violated, and…this kiss and these words were so gentle that they could kill him. Trapped in this tender web, Chu Yunhan sighed inwardly, forced himself to tighten his hole to hold the thick di-do, and replied resignedly, “Understood, Master.”

       The walk from the basement to Chu Yichen’s room was not long, and he was familiar with this place. He thought that even if he were blindfolded and had a di-do inserted, he would be able to reach his destination accurately and quickly.

       Only when he really started walking did he realise how naive he was.

       He didn’t know what skills other doms had, but Chu Yichen’s methods and tricks really made people want to die and couldn’t stop.

       Although Chu Yunhan knew that he would not meet anyone else along the way, he still instinctively felt ashamed when he walked out of the room dressed like this. The di-do inserted in his back hole was rubbing and grinding inside the body while walking, constantly bullying the poor flesh walls and glands, making him rise and fall on the waves of desire. What he didn’t expect was that the most tormenting thing was the little things hanging on the front of his c0ck. The small ball hanging on the thread would sway back and forth due to the swing of the body, and his c0ck would tremble and tremble as it was pulled on it. Soon, it would enter a fully erect state, but the ring would tightly restrain it, and he couldn’t ejaculate even half of it.

       Chu Yunhan was walking and stopping; his tense body was trembling all the way. He knew very well that this kind of physical abuse was part of BDSM, and he knew very well that Chu Yichen was controlling the rhythm so that he wouldn’t end things prematurely by getting too excited. So even though it was hard, he persisted. This kind of obedience never comes from coercion, never comes from passivity, but from his own choice.

       Now he understood the meaning of the sentence, ‘The Master’s rights come from the slave’s giving’. He chose to obey because in such a game, he wanted to let the other person get the same pleasure and make the other person happy.

       When going upstairs, the di-do slipped out a little after relaxing once. Chu Yunhan called out in panic, “Master…”

       “I’m here.” The man responded to him almost instantly, caressing his hair, and said softly, “Slave, you did a good job. There is still one more step. Can you hold on?”

       He nodded. He grabbed the handrail of the stairs and continued upward in the direction of the traction rope. Finally, when he walked up the last step, he couldn’t help but whimper and arch his body slightly, and the thing tightly clamped in his body slipped to the ground. Before the depressed and plaintive ‘I was wrong’ could be said, the body was picked up from the waist and laid on the man’s shoulder.

       “Master!” He was surprised.

       Chu Yichen didn’t say anything but hugged him and quickly walked into the room, then threw him on the bed, covered him and pressed him down, his slightly hoarse voice tinged with lust. “Slave, spread your legs. It’s my turn to satisfy you.”

 

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Chapter 92

       Pei Qing obviously didn’t expect to see Pei Jingrong at this time, and he subconsciously called out, “Dad?”

       Pei Jingrong’s eyes first fell on Zhan Weiyang’s face beside him and then looked at their hands that were still clasped together.

       The elevator door opened and was about to close. Pei Jingrong quickly stretched out his hand to open the door and walked out. He stood in front of the two people with his tall body and asked, “Why is Yangyang here? Where are you going so early in the morning?”

       Zhan Weiyang stared at him blankly and didn’t even remember what to say.

       Pei Qing, on the other hand, asked, “Why are you here?”

       Pei Jingrong looked unhappy and said in a low voice, “I came to see you.” Seeing that Pei Qing was still looking at him, he added, “I arrived last night. I had a meeting this morning, and I came here specially while it was still early.”

       Some time ago, Zhan Yingfei contacted Pei Qing to ask for his current address, and Pei Qing knew to tell Zhan Yingfei. Zhan Yingfei said that she would come to see Pei Qing when she was free the next time, but unexpectedly, Pei Jingrong came first.

       Pei Jingrong asked again, “Where are you going so early?”

       Pei Qing said, “I’m taking Yangyang home.”

       Pei Jingrong looked at their hands, “Did Yangyang sleep here last night?”

       Pei Qing replied, “Yes.”

       Pei Jingrong was much more sensitive than Zhan Pengcheng, and he had always had some thoughts about the fact that Pei Qing was popular with girls but had never been in a relationship until he graduated from college. He was somewhat suspicious at this time. Regardless of whether Zhan Weiyang intelligence was normal or not, he was a beautiful boy of 17 or 18 years old after all. Pei Qing holding hands with him outside was inappropriate in Pei Jingrong’s opinion.

       He then asked Zhan Weiyang, “Does Yangyang often stay overnight here?”

       Although Pei Jingrong’s tone was gentle, Zhan Weiyang always felt that something was not quite right, and instead of answering, he looked to Pei Qing for help.

       Pei Qing said to Pei Jingrong, “You can ask me anything you want to ask; don’t test Yangyang.”

       Pei Jingrong’s face darkened when he heard his words, “What do you mean by testing? What do you think I am testing?”

       Zhan Weiyang held Pei Qing’s hand tightly with some fear.

       Pei Qing said, “Dad, don’t be angry, you scared Yangyang.”

       Pei Jingrong took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.

       Pei Qing said, “I will send Yangyang back now. Do you want to go with us?”

       Pei Jingrong said, “I have a meeting later.”

       Pei Qing reached out and pressed the elevator, “Then, after you finish the meeting, if you are still interested, you can contact me.”

       The elevator door opened again, and Pei Qing took Zhan Weiyang’s hand and went in.

       Zhan Weiyang carefully hid behind Pei Qing, looking at Pei Jingrong over Pei Qing’s shoulder.

       Pei Jingrong also came into the elevator. As the elevator descended, he said, “Pei Qing, you are already an adult. You know what’s going on with Zhan Weiyang.”

       At this time, Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help but whisper, “I am also an adult.”

       As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Jingrong looked at him. He felt that Pei Jingrong was particularly fierce. He was a little scared but insisted, “I am not an idiot either.”

       Pei Qing suddenly turned his head to look at Zhan Weiyang. He raised his hand to hug Zhan Weiyang, patted him on the back, and said, “Of course you are not.”

       When the elevator door opened, Pei Jingrong walked out. He turned around and said to Pei Qing, “I will come to see you in the afternoon.”

       Pei Qing nodded calmly.

       They arrived at the Zhan family quite early. Zhan Pengcheng had just gotten up and didn’t want to wake up Zhan Weiyang. He went downstairs alone to eat breakfast and then arranged the flowers and plants on the balcony on the second floor.

       When Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang returned, Zhan Pengcheng saw them from a distance. He was stunned at first, but when he realised that the person was Zhan Weiyang, he could not suppress his anger.

       When Pei Qing rang the doorbell, Auntie Luo came out of the kitchen in a hurry to open the door, but Zhan Pengcheng had already run down from the second floor.

       He opened the door and punched Pei Qing in the face.

       “Oh my!” Auntie Luo, who was following Zhan Pengcheng, screamed in fear and raised her hand to cover her mouth.

       Zhan Weiyang also pulled Pei Qing away in panic and stood in front of him, shouting, “Dad is crazy!”

       Zhan Pengcheng said angrily, “Dad is not crazy!  It’s this bastard boy that I’m beating that’s crazy!”

       Pei Qing’s cheek soon became red and swollen. He opened his mouth, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he also spit out a bloody tooth.

       Zhan Pengcheng’s punch was merciless and directly knocked out one of Pei Qing’s teeth.

       “When did you take Yangyang out?” Zhan Pengcheng asked angrily.

       Pei Qing opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

       Zhan Weiyang said loudly, “I ran away secretly! I ran away alone!”

       At this time, Grandma was startled, and she walked out tremblingly from inside, holding the wall, looking around and asked, “What’s the matter?” After asking, she saw the blood at the corner of Pei Qing’s mouth and the teeth on the ground, and said in panic, “What’s wrong with xiao Qing?”

       Pei Qing comforted her in an unclear voice, “It’s okay, grandma.”

       Zhan Weiyang squatted down, picked up Pei Qing’s bloody teeth on the ground with his hands, and stood up sadly to look at Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing touched his head and said, “It’s nothing, don’t be afraid.”

       Zhan Pengcheng’s anger finally subsided a little at this time. He also looked at the tooth in Zhan Weiyang’s hand, then Pei Qing’s red and swollen face, and said, “Let’s go to the hospital first.”

       Pei Qing said, “It doesn’t matter. It’s already fallen out anyway. There’s no rush.”

       Zhan Pengcheng stretched out his hand to Zhan Weiyang, “Yangyang, come back.”

       Zhan Weiyang stepped back and stood behind Pei Qing, lowering his eyes and not looking at Zhan Pengcheng.

       Pei Qing asked Zhan Pengcheng, “Can we talk, Uncle?”

       Zhan Pengcheng didn’t answer. He was looking at Pei Qing, but his eyes suddenly looked over Pei Qing’s shoulder and into the distance.

       Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang turned their heads at the same time and saw Pei Jingrong, who was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, walking towards them.

       No one knew why Pei Jingrong, who should have been in a meeting, suddenly appeared here.

       Zhan Weiyang felt even more nervous and looked up at Pei Qing. Pei Qing leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Don’t be afraid; gege is here.”

       Zhan Weiguang was awakened by the noise downstairs early in the morning. He pulled the quilt over his head and didn’t want to get up, but he heard Zhan Weiyang shouting. He couldn’t help but get out of bed. He first leaned over to the window and took a look. He didn’t see anyone, so he changed his clothes and went down from the third floor.

       When he walked to the first floor, he saw that the sofa in the living room was full of people. In addition to Zhan Pengcheng and Grandma, Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang were also there, and there was a tall man. Zhan Weiguang saw the back at first and couldn’t recognise who it was until he walked to the side and found that it was Pei Jingrong.

       When did Pei Jingrong come?

       Zhan Weiguang was startled and subconsciously looked at Pei Qing and Zhan Weiyang.

       The atmosphere in the living room was very solemn. No one spoke. Zhan Weiguang came down late and didn’t know what they had talked before.

       At this time, Pei Jingrong stood up, walked to Pei Qing, and asked, “Is what your uncle said just now true?”

       Pei Qing looked up at him, “It’s true.”

       Pei Jingrong saw his red and swollen cheek and asked, “Did your uncle hit you?”

       Pei Qing nodded.

       Hearing this, Pei Jingrong suddenly raised his fist and hit Pei Qing hard on the other cheek, then said, “That was an excellent punch!”


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Chapter 40

       In the end, nothing happened that night.

       Ever since Chu Yunhan witnessed the terrifying episodes with his own eyes, he was particularly afraid of Chu Yichenoverworking himself. The two kissed and hugged each other and finally fell asleep hugging each other on the same bed. When he woke up, he found himself clinging to Chu Yichen like a stubborn adhesive plaster, practically pushing the man to the edge of the bed. Yet, the man had let him hold on like that, lying sideways precariously at the bed’s edge.

       He let go of his hand and shrank to the side in embarrassment, saying, “Have you been awake for a while?”

       “Just woke up.”

       “I have this habit of holding onto something when I sleep…” It was a habit formed after his father passed away. Life had suddenly become lonely, cold, and devoid of a sense of security. If he slept alone, he would hug a pillow; if he shared a bed with someone, he would cling to them. Knowing that Chu Yichen was used to sleeping alone, he hesitated for a moment before offering, “If you’re not comfortable with it, I can go back to my room…”

       “I’ll get used to it. We have plenty of time to get used to each other.”

       You and I, a lifetime.

       Chu Yunhan suddenly remembered the confessions he had made. His face turned red, and he quickly changed the subject, “What time is it? Shouldn’t we be heading to work?”

       “Seven-thirty,” Chu Yichen said, “What’s on your schedule today?”

       “I’m going to see Zhang Fei in the morning to discuss that Blue Ocean acquisition case he mentioned last time. I’m quite interested and want to see if we can get a share of it. At noon, I’m having lunch with Tang Shaochen. The logistics costs are too high, and I want to negotiate a price reduction. In the afternoon, I will be playing golf with Lu Yao and Zhou Hua. They said they want to introduce me to the China regional president of AL Group. Nothing planned for the evening so far.”

       “Okay, I’ll be back early tonight.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood the meaning of these words. His face immediately flushed a deeper red, and he murmured a soft ‘Oh’.

       “Try not to drink alcohol at noon.”

       “En.”

       “Don’t get too close to him.” This ‘him’ obviously referred to Tang Shaochen. Chu Yichen was well aware that back when Chu Yunhan had hidden his identity to work as a waiter at Lihao, Tang Shaochen had relentlessly pursued him.

       He laughed and joked, “If I get along with him, what will you do?”

       “I wouldn’t be able to do anything. Tying you down would only make you resent me, and killing him would make you upset. I have no way to deal with you.” SComing from Chu Yichen, those words seemed to carry both helpless resignation and indulgent affection, spoken with a quiet, tender sincerity.

       Chu Yunhan felt that he had absolutely no resistance left against this man. A simple sentence was enough to soften his heart into a puddle. Blushing, he whispered, “I’ll… come back early tonight too.”

 

       Although their styles differ, in essence, the two brothers of the Chu family are both workaholics. The difference lay in how they came to be: Chu Yichen was molded into one through training, while Chu Yunhan’s diligence came entirely from within. After learning about Chu Yichen’s health issues, Chu Yunhan always felt the need to shoulder more responsibilities for him. He learned as he worked, growing rapidly and transitioning from a manager’s role to that of a decision-maker. Making decisions was akin to playing chess: every move must be calculated to avoid regrets. Sometimes, an insignificant-seeming move could have profound long-term implications, and a single mistake could lead to total failure. In these moments, he gained a deeper appreciation for Chu Yichen’s burdens.

       After a long day of hard work, all Chu Yunhan wanted was to spend an enjoyable, peaceful time with Chu Yichen—to let go of everything and entrust himself completely to the person he trusted most.

       That evening, both of them came home early. They had dinner together, took a short walk, and then Chu Yunhan prepared himself by performing an enema. After showering, he pushed open the heavy basement door.

       Chu Yichen stood in the center of the room, dressed in a tailored black military uniform. The high collar revealed a white shirt and a badge-adorned cravat, while his feet were clad in polished black riding boots. The precise fit of the uniform’s collar and cuffs exuded a restrained and austere allure, while the golden epaulettes, cufflinks, and dangling tassels added a subtle touch of opulence. The ornately designed hard belt around his waist highlighted his slender yet resilient frame, lending a hint of seduction. He held a riding crop with his gloved hand, a suggestive symbol of dominance and desire.

       The ensemble amplified Chu Yichen’s naturally cold and brooding temperament, making it even more striking. His black eyes radiated a sharp, dangerous energy, like a blade gleaming in the moonlight—lethal yet irresistibly beautiful, drawing people to reach out and touch.

       Chu Yunhan froze, staring dumbstruck, until the man’s voice broke his trance, “Slave, come here.” Startled back to his senses, Chu Yunhan quickly shed his outer robe and walked over to kneel before him.

       “Master.” He straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and maintained a standard kneeling posture. His bare body, exposed to the cool air, should have felt chilled from the loss of warmth, but the presence of the man before him ignited a restless desire, leaving him flushed and overheated.

       Chu Yichen picked up something from the small table and threw it in front of him and said, “Put it on.”

       Chu Yunhan picked up the items and shook them out, immediately feeling his face heat up. He glanced awkwardly at Chu Yichen before lowering his head to put them on.

       The outfit was simple—two pieces, one for the upper body and one for the lower. The top was a tight-fitting vest, cropped just below the ribs, barely covering his chest. The bottom was a black thong with a waistband as thin as a pinky finger and a narrower strip running between his thighs. The spoon-shaped front barely contained his genitals, stretched taut against the material. The fabric was a peculiar blend—not too soft, not too stiff—and had a faint golden sheen. Once on, it clung snugly to his skin, stimulating him subtly with every movement. During the friction, he could feel that his nipples had become hard, and your lower body also felt strange. Wearing it made him feel more ashamed than not wearing it.

       When he knelt down again, Chu Yichen fastened a gold collar around his neck, from which hung a badge matching the one on his uniform. The man’s gloved hand lifted his chin, his black eyes gleaming with an enigmatic, almost amused light. His deep voice carried an irresistible allure.

       “You look beautiful tonight, my slave.”

       When love arises between two people, all attraction and desire become two-way interactions. Chu Yunhan gazed at the man before him, feeling a heat rise within him. His throat dry, his mind blank, he blurted out, “You look beautiful too, my Master.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he realised his mistake and immediately felt a pang of guilt.

       Chu Yichen was usually indulgent, letting him do as he pleased. But once they stepped into their BDSM dynamic and assumed their roles, there was no room for him to challenge his Master’s authority. Punishments were real and uncompromising. At this moment, speaking without permission—and so brazenly, no less—was undoubtedly grounds for discipline.

       Chu Yichen raised an eyebrow, lightly stroking the riding crop in his hand, “It seems you haven’t been punished in a while. Getting itchy, are we?”

       Just the sight of the crop made Chu Yunhan’s back tingle in anticipation. He quickly lowered his head and earnestly admitted his mistake. “I was wrong, Master.”

       “Get down on the sofa.” He said in a commanding tone.

       Chu Yunhan lay down obediently, waiting for punishment without saying a word. It was obviously a pain that he should hated, but for some reason, he felt an inexplicable excitement. Perhaps it was because the one administering the punishment was Chu Yichen. Imagining the man in his military uniform raising the whip against him, Chu Yunhan felt a restless yearning rise unbidden.

       When did he become completely immersed in this relationship and unable to extricate himself?

       Just when he was distracted, he received a heavy blow on his butt, which made him gasp in pain. The man’s displeased voice came over, “Lift your buttocks and count.”

       He bit his lip, lowered his waist lower, and raised his butt like a puppy stretching to facilitate the whipping. When the whip came down, he trembled slightly and began to count aloud, “One. Master, I was wrong. Two. Master, I was wrong…”

       It took ten strokes in total before it stopped. Five strokes on the left and five on the right, fair and reasonable. Both buttocks were numb with pain, and none was left untouched. The light red whip marks left on the fair skin were symmetrical and perfect. Just when he thought the punishment was over and breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly received another slap on the butt. This time, just when his whole body was relaxing, it hit the left buttock that had just been reddened. It was particularly painful. He groaned in pain and called out sorrowfully, “Master…”

       “Do you know why you were punished?”

       He racked his brains for a while and couldn’t find the answer, so he had to answer, “I don’t know.”

       “Because I want to.” Chu Yichen’s voice had a playful tone. “Keep in mind that you are my property and everything about you is at my disposal. I can treat you any way I like.” His fingers probed into her hips through a thin layer of gloves, slowly running between the cracks, intentionally or unintentionally skimming over by the secret hole hidden in it, tugging at the exposed underwear, rubbing against the small opening of the hole. After this period of time, that place had long been conditioned to be exceptionally sensitive. Chu Yunhan’s body tensed up at this kind of caress, and his legs trembled slightly as he opened his mouth, “I remember, Master. “

       As a slave, he was showing submission to his master. Just like a downed wolf, it spreads its body on its back, exposing its most vulnerable neck and abdomen to the stronger leader to show submission. As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something pressing against the small hole, pressing it tightly and loosely as if he was looking for a suitable time to invade, but it seemed like it was just a playful tease. Chu Yunhan didn’t dare to move at all. He raised his buttocks high and allowed the other party to ravage him in the most secret place.

       “Want me to go in?” the man asked.

       “This body belongs to you…as long as you are happy…you can do whatever you want…” He said intermittently, his face turned red, and he even closed his eyes in shame.

       “Very good.” The man behind seemed to chuckle and said, “Expose your little hole so I can see clearly.”

       Chu Yunhan buried his face on the sofa in a panic, and moved his hands back to spread his buttocks from the sides, revealing the tender red back hole that was half-hidden under the thong.

       Chu Yichen used his fingers to press the tight hole lightly and heavily and said, “Don’t let go without my order.”

       “…Yes, Master.” He responded resignedly, and the force on his hand became heavier. The punished buttocks were now being gripped hard again; pain and numbness were all wrapped up in one place, stinging as if they were being stabbed with tiny needles. The humiliating position he held and the erotic suggestions he received constantly stimulated his brain, making his entire body flush with lust.

       Then, the fingers that had been lingering outside finally reached in. The gloves were removed, and the hot tunnel quickly warmed the lubricant covering the fingers. The invasion was forceful, but also gentle, opening up the tight corridor bit by bit, and entering deeper into the tight hole. The feeling of being penetrated was so clear that Chu Yunhan’s tight legs couldn’t help but tremble, and his hole instinctively contracted to repel foreign objects.

       ‘Pats’

       Chu Yunhan received another slap on the butt, and the man said in a deep voice, “Relax.”

       He pursed his lips and forced himself to adapt. Normally, he would be a little nervous when having sex between the two of them, but today, it was even worse. Whenever he thought about what would happen later, his whole body would be on fire. He was nervous and excited at the same time, and he couldn’t calm down at all. The front part of the c0ck also tilted up unconsciously.


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Chapter 91

       Zhan Weiyang lay motionless on the bed. He didn’t fall asleep, but he just didn’t want to move. After a long time, he heard no movement outside. Maybe even Zhan Pengcheng had gone back to his room to sleep. He slowly raised his head, moved his body, stuck his head out of the bed, and took a look at the cake on the floor.

       The cake was not big; it was placed in a box, tied with a ribbon outside, and tied with a knot on the top.

       Zhan Weiyang looked at the time. It was precisely eleven at night, and only one hour was left before his eighteenth birthday.

       Thinking of the last hour, Zhan Weiyang suddenly became emotional. He got up from the bed, changed his clothes and put on socks in a hurry, put his keys and mobile phone in his trouser pockets, picked up the cake on the floor, and walked out stealthily.

       He turned off the lights in his room, closed the door very gently, and didn’t turn on the lights in the corridor. He touched the wall and went downstairs timidly.

       After sneaking out of the house, Zhan Weiyang carried the cake and walked out of the neighbourhood while calling a taxi with his mobile phone.

       When he came out of the neighbourhood gate, he saw that the taxi had stopped by the roadside. He hurried over, opened the door, got in the car, and told the driver Pei Qing’s address.

       Pei Qing sent a WeChat message to Zhan Weiyang more than an hour ago, asking him if he was okay now, but Zhan Weiyang did not answer. At that time, Pei Qing hesitated whether to call Zhan Weiyang but was afraid that Zhan Pengcheng would be watching Zhan Weiyang, so he looked at the phone number but still did not dial it.

       He usually slept at this time, but today, his mood was really complicated. Pei Qing took a shower and lay on the bed, and he couldn’t fall asleep at all.

       Zhan Pengcheng’s reaction was actually better than he had anticipated. He had expected more intense blame or even to be hit, but none of that happened. Perhaps Zhan Pengcheng was mindful of the fact that they were in a public place.

       Now that it had begun, it became easier to continue. Pei Qing thought to himself that he must make time to go to Zhan’s house again tomorrow.

       Even if Zhan Pengcheng didn’t want to see him, he had to go see Zhan Weiyang so that Zhan Weiyang wouldn’t have wild thoughts at home.

       With the weak light shining into the room from the window, Pei Qing looked at the outline of the room, thinking idly that he would still have to buy a house in a few years. It didn’t need to be too big; after all, he and Zhan Weiyang would live together, but the inside definitely had to be comfortable.

       Just at this time, Pei Qing heard a knock on the door.

       At first, he thought he had heard it wrong, so he looked at the time on his mobile phone. It was already half past eleven.

       But the knock on the door sounded again, and he reached out to turn on the table lamp on the bedside table, got out of bed and walked outside.

       As soon as he opened the door, Zhan Weiyang stood at the door and threw himself into his arms.

       Pei Qing quickly reached out and hugged Zhan Weiyang, asking, “Why are you here so late?”

       The cake box in Zhan Weiyang’s hand shook, and he hurried in and said, “I’m afraid I can’t make it to twelve o’clock to eat cake with you.”

       Pei Qing picked him up, turned him half a circle, and put him on the ground, saying, “Happy birthday, my baby.”

       They put the cake on the dining table.

       Pei Qing unpacked it, put in the candles, and found the lighter at home. He lit the candles first, then turned off the lights in the room. He then sat down face to face with Zhan Weiyang and sang a birthday song for Zhan Weiyang.

       The orange-red light of the candles was reflected in Zhan Weiyang’s eyes, which kept jumping as if they were stars. He kept looking at Pei Qing and waited until the whole song was finished, holding his hands, closing his eyes and making a wish for himself.

       He thought silently: I hope Dad stop getting angry, Grandma’s health will get better soon, Zhan Weiguang can be more sensible, and Qing ge will always be with me.

       Then he blew out the candles in one breath.

       Pei Qing turned on a small spotlight above his head and handed the knife to Zhan Weiyang to cut the cake.

       Zhan Weiyang looked very focused, wanting to cut the piece of cake with a big cherry in the middle for Pei Qing to eat.

       Because it was late at night, it was very quiet around, Pei Qing spoke softly and asked him, “Did you sneak out?”

       Zhan Weiyang asked curiously: “How did you know?” He carefully cut the piece of cake with the cherry and gave it to Pei Qing.

       Pei Qing took the small plate and said with a smile, “Thank you.”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “Eat it quickly, eat it quickly.”

       Pei Qing thought it was too late, and it was not convenient to send Zhan Weiyang back now. So he should get up early tomorrow morning to send him there and find an opportunity to chat with Zhan Pengcheng as well.

       The whole cake was too much for two people to finish, so Pei Qing put the rest in the refrigerator.

       It was past twelve o’clock at that time. Zhan Weiyang was a little melancholy. He stood in front of the sofa in the living room and said, “My eighteenth birthday is over.”

       Pei Qing came over, hugged him from behind, and whispered in his ear, “How come? From now until this day next year, you are eighteen years old.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his head to look at him.

       Pei Qing kissed his lips and said, “It tastes sweet like cream.”

       Zhan Weiyang smiled and said, “You have it too.”

       When lying on the bed, Zhan Weiyang got into Pei Qing’s arms, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, “It’s the second day of my eighteenth birthday.”

       Pei Qing couldn’t help laughing and said, “And?”

       Zhan Weiyang bumped him with his elbow.

       Pei Qing looked at him quietly for a while in the dim environment with a smile on his lips and then kissed Zhan Weiyang’s lips.

       Zhan Weiyang thought it was just a sweet kiss, but he didn’t expect Pei Qing’s kiss to leave his lips, slide across his neck, and go all the way down. Zhan Weiyang covered his lips, opened his eyes wide and looked down, panicked and scared, but did not reach out to pull Pei Qing away.

       Later, Pei Qing hugged him and said, “Are you asleep?”

       Zhan Weiyang was still panting slightly and felt something was wrong, so he said, “What about you?”

       Pei Qing rubbed his face with the tip of his nose. “I’m very happy, too. Everything that belongs to Yangyang is mine.”

       Zhan Weiyang felt tired at this time and yawned.

       Pei Qing whispered, “Count down to three, two, one, and see who falls asleep first.”

       When Zhan Weiyang heard the countdown, he got nervous and said, “Immediately, immediately!” He immediately straightened his body and closed his eyes. When Pei Qing really counted down to ‘one’, Zhan Weiyang seemed hypnotised, and his consciousness became blurred.

       Zhan Weiyang slept very deeply this time, but he didn’t sleep too long. Pei Qing woke him up early the next morning.

       He opened his eyes halfway with difficulty and said hoarsely, “Hmm?”

       Pei Qing said, “Get up. If you go back late, your father will look for you.”

       Zhan Weiyang raised his hand to rub his eyes and asked, “What time is it?”

       Pei Qing told him, “It’s already eight o’clock.” In fact, it was only seven o’clock.

       Zhan Weiyang told Pei Qing in a sticky voice, “But I still want to sleep.”

       Pei Qing said, “Can you sleep after you go back? You have to get up now, or should I leave first?”

       When Zhan Weiyang heard Pei Qing say he was leaving, he opened his eyes quickly and said, “I’m up.”

       Pei Qing urged him to wash his face and brush his teeth and then took his hand and went out.

       Zhan Weiyang was still yawning as he walked. He thought about going home and said, “My father is going to lose his temper again.”

       Pei Qing said, “Your father is right to lose his temper; don’t blame him.”

       They stood at the elevator door, waiting for the elevator to come up from the first floor. After more than ten seconds, the elevator had arrived. The elevator door slowly opened, and Pei Qing saw an unexpected figure appear in the elevator.

       Pei Jingrong was standing in the elevator wearing a suit and tie. When he saw them, he frowned slightly.


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Chapter 30

       Jiang Tongyan had experienced many joyful moments in his life. Or rather, apart from those unsuccessful love stories, he was like a fish in water in every other aspect.

       Though it might sound shameful to say, he had grown up in a wealthy and loving family, where family members cherished one another. With such a background, there was hardly anything that could suffocate him with worry—happiness, on the other hand, was plentiful.

       Especially for Jiang Tongyan. His grandfather had taught him from a young age to be grateful, to respect and appreciate everything. With that mindset, he had lived most of his life quite well.

       But if he were to name his ‘happiest’ moment…

       Nowadays, advertisements weren’t even allowed to use the word ‘most’. People, especially cautious businessmen like Jiang Tongyan, avoided using those words whenever possible, lest they left themselves open to criticism.

       He wouldn’t casually label anything or anyone as ‘the most’ either—making absolute statements so easily was a foolish thing to do.

       However, the moment Qian Xiaoke asked him to recall the happiest time of his life, his rationality was immediately shattered by a flood of memories. The scene that popped into his mind was that day when he and Qian Xiaoke had been tangled up naked in bed.

       Well—only the first half. Because the second half was one of the most painful memories of his life.

       After thinking carefully for so long, this ‘most’ was the conclusion he came to.

       Jiang Tongyan subconsciously recalled that afternoon when Qian Xiaoke was lying naked on the bed, completely at his mercy. 

       At that time, he hadn’t yet known that Qian Xiaoke’s name was Qian Xiaoke, nor did he know that this guy was Cheng Sen’s employee. And he definitely hadn’t known that, not long after, they would experience something utterly suffocating.

       At that time, he just thought that this guy was soft and seductive—if only his mouth could be sewn shut.  

       As Qian Xiaoke continued his ‘treatment’, he was muttering, “Relax, relax. The more nervous you are about this kind of thing, the greater the psychological pressure, and the greater the psychological pressure—” 

       Qian Xiaoke stopped.

       His voice and movements stopped together.

       Jiang Tongyan was still lost in his memories. The first encounter was always beautiful. Back then, Qian Xiaoke didn’t seem as annoying as he was now. 

       “Jiang Tongyan.”

       Jiang Tongyan didn’t respond. He was busy blushing.

       “Jiang Tongyan!”

       Still no response—he was too busy savouring the Qian Xiaoke in his memory. 

       “Jiang Tongyan, for god’s sake!” Qian Xiaoke’s sudden sharp cry finally yanked Jiang Tongyan’s soul back into his body.

       “Look!” Qian Xiaoke excitedly grabbed Jiang Tongyan’s arm and shook it. “There’s a reaction! Holy shit, Big bro, you’re finally working again!”

       Jiang Tongyan looked down and saw that his ‘brother’, who had been in a state of depression, seemed to have straightened up slightly. At the same time, he heard Qian Xiaoke beside him wiping away non-existent tears and saying, “Look at it; it opened its eyes happily.”

       Jiang Tongyan had never been to school in China and had never studied Chinese well, so naturally, he didn’t know what the ‘opened his eyes happily1comes from the famous Chinese essay Spring (春) by Zhu Ziqing. In the original text, it describes the way the earth and nature wake up joyfully as spring arrives’ was.

       He only knew that he seemed to have really reacted.

       “Go on!” Jiang Tongyan was excited, “Hurry up, strike while the iron is hot!”

       Qian Xiaoke felt that he was right, and this kind of thing must be done while the iron was hot!

       He reached out his hand again, but the other party stopped again.

       “…Why is this?” Qian Xiaoke frowned.

       The surge of male confidence Jiang Tongyan had just felt was instantly shattered into dust. The moment Qian Xiaoke spoke, it was like a breeze blowing out a flickering candle.

       Jiang Tongyan looked down, his face full of sadness and disappointment.

       This was like someone giving him a piece of candy—just as he took a bite, they snatched it away and smacked him across the face.

       Honestly, it would have been better if they hadn’t given him the candy in the first place.

       The room, which had just been filled with excitement, now fell into heavy silence again.

       Qian Xiaoke felt this was not okay, so he said, “No worries, this is a good sign. The fact that it lifted a little proves there’s hope!”

       Jiang Tongyan frowned slightly, feeling heavy-hearted.

       “Come on, we got this!” Qian Xiaoke was full of energy, leaving Jiang Tongyan speechless.

       “Hey, don’t make that face!” Qian Xiaoke really couldn’t stand Jiang Tongyan like this. He was used to them constantly bickering, used to Jiang Tongyan strutting around with his arrogant attitude, nitpicking everything. This dejected version of him was unfamiliar and unsettling.

       “Don’t be like this, don’t be like this.” Qian Xiaoke helped tie his bathrobe back up and coaxed him like a child. “Don’t be sad. These things take time, you know?”

       “…Qian Xiaoke.” Jiang Tongyan looked at him with a pitiful expression. “Do you think maybe that was just a last flicker before death?”

       “…Hey!” Qian Xiaoke slapped Jiang Tongyan on the back, “What nonsense are you talking about? Pah pah pah!” Seeing him like this, Jiang Tongyan suddenly laughed.

       “Why are you so confident?” Jiang Tongyan still felt depressed, and he felt that his future was hopeless.

       “Do you not have confidence in yourself?” Qian Xiaoke wiggled his fingers at him. “Look, the situation isn’t great, but it’s not completely useless either!”

       Qian Xiaoke smiled, “I just realised—my hands really are magical.”

       Jiang Tongyan shot him a sidelong glance. “Saying all that, you were just praising yourself, huh?”

       Qian Xiaoke let out a goofy laugh, then smacked him hard on the back again. “Friend, stop being so gloomy. If there’s a problem, we solve it. And if we can’t, there’s always a doctor.”

       Jiang Tongyan really didn’t want to see a doctor.

       That would be humiliating.

       If he went, people would ask: Handsome guy, what’s wrong with you?

       He replied: Doctor, I can’t get hard anymore.

       It was so embarrassing. If words got out—Jiang Tongyan might as well just disappear from the world.

       “I just think that no matter how bad things are, they always get better eventually,” Qian Xiaoke said. “Everyone has hurdles in life. You just have to get past them.”

       Jiang Tongyan wasn’t sure why, but something about what this guy said actually comforted him.

       “Qian Xiaoke, I just realised…”

       “Ah? What?” Qian Xiaoke blinked at him with a completely innocent face.  

       Jiang Tongyan chuckled, reached out, and ruffled his hair. “Nothing.”

       Qian Xiaoke pouted, “Crazy.”

       It’s true, wasn’t this a mental illness?

       Jiang Tongyan thought to himself—he was definitely sick in the head.

       “By the way, I have something to tell you.” Jiang Tongyan said, “I suggested to your Chairman Cheng that they should arrange for you to move into a company-provided dorm soon.”

       “Huh?” Qian Xiaoke was shocked.

       “Don’t huh me,” Jiang Tongyan said, “Go home and pack your things. It should be in the next few days.”

       After he finished speaking, he stood up and straightened his twisted robe, “Just go, go. Do what you need to do; don’t disturb my sleep.”

       “Huh? Why didn’t I know about this?”

       Jiang Tongyan stuffed Qian Xiaoke’s small backpack into his arms. “There are plenty of things you don’t know. Now go, go, go home!”

       Qian Xiaoke was practically shoved out of the hotel by Jiang Tongyan. Standing at the door, he clutched his small backpack with both hands, looking utterly bewildered. To passing strangers, he probably seemed quite pitiful.

       However, Qian Xiaoke was only dazed for a brief moment before snapping out of it, then nearly cheered as he ran out of the hotel.

       Since Qian Xiaoke left, Jiang Tongyan had been leaning against the door, peering through the peephole to watch him. He observed Qian Xiaoke’s changing expressions and saw the guy flitting away like a little swallow. He couldn’t hold back a laugh.

       He walked to the window and soon saw Qian Xiaoke running out of the hotel and running towards his home.

       Qian Xiaoke was truly a fascinating person. When he was happy, it had a contagious effect—just watching him could make others happy, too. This was what Jiang Tongyan thought at this moment.

       Seeing Qian Xiaoke leave so joyfully, all his previous gloom vanished. He felt like he was floating on a cloud of color.

       He picked up the phone and called Cheng Sen.

       “Calling me this late, what do you want?”

       “What are you up to?” Jiang Tongyan asked, “Do you have time now?”

       “I’m having dinner with my Baby,” Cheng Sen said, “I’m busy.”

       “…Do me a favour,” Jiang Tongyan said, “Help me find two apartments next to each other.”

       Cheng Sen burst into laughter, “Got it.”

       “I haven’t explained it yet. What do you get?”

       Cheng Sen laughed, “Your intention is written on your face.”

       He said, “I thought Qian Xiaoke was not your type.”

       “…Cheng Sen! What’s wrong with you?!” Jiang Tongyan roared, “Who said that? What does this have to do with Qian Xiaoke? Stop talking nonsense!”

       Cheng Sen laughed so hard he nearly fell out of his chair. Zhou Mo came over and muttered in disgust, “Who is that on the phone? Sounds like they’re on drugs or something.”

       “Jiang Tongyan,” Cheng Sen said, He’s fallen for Qian Xiaoke but won’t admit it.”

       Zhou Mo let out a surprised, “Ouch”. He leaned over to the microphone and asked, “Old Jiang, you are not pursuing Suo Yang anymore?”

       Suo Yang?

       Who is Suo Yang?

       Jiang Tongyan was in a trance for a moment, and then he remembered that Suo Yang was his ideal blind date partner!

       “I’m too busy recently,” Jiang Tongyan lied, “I haven’t had time to make an appointment with him.”

       “I don’t think you need to make an appointment,” Zhou Mo said, “He’s busy too and has no time to deal with you.”

       Jiang Tongyan pouted, deciding he didn’t want to waste any more words on this couple.

       “Cheng Sen, please arrange the rental for me as soon as possible, preferably in the next two days, fully furnished and ready to move in.”

       “So urgent?” Cheng Sen said, “Even if you’re coming, it won’t be until the end of the year, right?”

       “It’s just… ugh, don’t ask so many questions. I’ll pay. Just help me out.”

       Cheng Sen, who had seen through everything, agreed, and after hanging up the phone, he contacted a familiar real estate agent.

       Jiang Tongyan stood by the window, contemplating for a long while before lighting a cigarette.

       He found that he hadn’t been smoking much lately—because he hadn’t been feeling stressed.

       Although rich people were much happier, they occasionally had ‘little melancholy moments’—like when someone else snatched their crush away. Usually, at times like that, Jiang Tongyan would smoke.

       But since he met Qian Xiaoke, he almost quit smoking.

       It was good, amazing even.

       Qian Xiaoke was really an amazing person.

       Jiang Tongyan chuckled with the cigarette between his lips. Ash fell onto the windowsill, and he casually blew it to the ground.

       This time, he wasn’t smoking because he was upset. As for why?

       That’s a secret.

       He wasn’t about to let anyone know what he was thinking.


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Chapter 39

       Early in the morning, the atmosphere in the conference room on the 12th floor of Golden Eagle Group’s headquarters was already tense. This time, the new project was a cross-industry investment in the animation and gaming sector. The directors from the Network Technology Department, Planning Department, Finance Department, and Operations Department each stuck to their own opinions, arguing back and forth in a heated debate, making it difficult to reach any conclusion.

       Chu Yunhan, seated at the head of the table, fiddled with the pen in his hand while watching the lively discussion with interest. It wasn’t until the directors had nearly exhausted their energy that he gave a light cough.

       The conference room immediately quieted down, and all eyes turned toward him.

       These individuals were the backbone of the company, each an expert in their respective fields, and normally quite proud and difficult to impress. When Chu Yunhan had first arrived and taken the position of vice president, many assumed he had relied on connections to get there and were thoroughly unconvinced, treating him with little regard. Chu Yunhan understood that to gain a foothold, he needed to demonstrate real capability. Over the course of just two months, he worked tirelessly, leveraging nearly all his connections, and successfully secured two major government tender projects. This transformed his reputation from ‘useless rich kid’ to ‘someone who knows what they’re doing’. He was decisive in his actions, innovative, and adept at utilising his network. His management style emphasised results, with a principle of ‘get the work done, and I won’t interfere with the rest’, and he was generous with bonuses. As a result, he was quite popular among employees, especially the female staff.

       These directors, having dealt with him for some time, had come to understand his way of working. While he appeared approachable, he had his own ideas and was someone who ‘ignored minor issues but made the big decisions’. So, despite their earlier quarrels, they now quieted down to hear his perspective.

       Chu Yunhan was sitting upright, looking dignified and energetic in a dark blue suit. He put down the pen he’d been fiddling with, swept his gaze calmly over everyone, and began speaking, “I’ve reviewed all your proposals. They’re thorough, well-reasoned, and highly informative. It’s clear that each of you has put considerable effort into researching the market and technical aspects.”

       He raised his eyebrows slightly and shifted his tone, “However, focusing solely on the difficulties will obscure the hope for success. This investment carries risks and challenges, but breaking the ice always comes at a cost. Once we tap into the second-dimension market, the returns will be substantial. We need to proceed cautiously but also boldly. Rather than just listing risks and challenges, I want to see suggestions on how to break through and methods to mitigate risks. I’ll give you three days to prepare. In three days, I hope to hear more constructive opinions. That’s all for today.”

       After efficiently wrapping up the morning meeting and returning to his office, the secretary, Irene, walked in holding a bouquet of flowers and said, “Chairman Chu, these flowers are for you. Today, it’s red roses.”

       Chu Yunhan glanced at it and said, “Help me find a vase to put it in.”

       “Understood.” Irene replaced the sunflowers in the vase with the red roses. As she arranged them, she commented, “Chairman Chu, your girlfriend is really thoughtful, sending flowers at the same time every day.”

       He smiled and said nothing.

       After changing the water in the vase, Irene placed it in its usual spot on the desk and left the room.

       Chu Yunhan gazed at the bouquet of red roses, encircled with baby’s breath, and felt a surge of emotion. Flowers, gifts, candlelight dinners… The tricks he once used to woo girls were now used to court him. Chu Yichen, as always, was relentless in his approach. For two straight months, he sent one bouquet every day without any duplicates.

       It felt a bit awkward to constantly receive gifts without reciprocating. Perhaps he should give something in return? But what? A trinket like a tie clip, wallet, or watch? Or something practical, like a razor, shoes, or a mug?

       Thinking of a mug, Chu Yunhan recalled last night. Feeling thirsty, he had casually grabbed Chu Yichen’s cup to drink water, only to realise it was the same one he’d given him in high school, now well-worn. After he finished drinking, Chu Yichen grasped his wrist and took two sips directly from the spot Chu Yunhan had drunk from, pressing his lips to the rim. The image of Chu Yichen’s elegant neck, slightly tilted jawline to form a beautiful angle, and the motion of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed.

       His body felt hot again for no apparent reason.

       He took a deep breath and looked down at the report. After looking at the case, he grabbed a few forms and went out. He greeted the staff in the elevator with a serious expression. He walked into the president’s office with a face that he had to discuss important business and then sat down. He got on the sofa and said, “Don’t send flowers in the future.”

       “What’s wrong?” The man behind the large desk looked at him and asked.

       “It’s interfering with my work.” He said uncomfortably, “Whenever I look up, I see them, and when I see them, I get lost in thought, and when I get lost in thought… I think of you.”

       Chu Yichen curled his lips, “When you think of me, I am also thinking of you.”

       Chu Yunhan’s face turned red. He couldn’t bear it and made a motion of vomiting. He said, “You can say such cringy things without changing your face. I’m impressed.”

       The man smiled and sat down next to him and said, “You don’t like the flowers today?”

       He glanced at the closed door, leaned down, found a comfortable position, stretched out his legs, put his head on the other person’s lap, and said, “Red rose… I thought you wouldn’t give such an explicit flower.”

       “Today is the anniversary.” Chu Yichen said, “The day I first met you.”

       Chu Yunhan was stunned and said, “Today?”

       “En.”

       “You remember things from so long ago.” He was stunned. “It’s not possible that you fell in love with me at first sight back then, right? Though I was pretty cute as a kid, you were way too precocious! Do you know that kind of thing counts as paedophilia? Oh, right, you were a kid too… Wait, were you already… like that back then?”

       Chu Yichen let him talk nonsense and played with the ends of his soft hair and then his round earlobes with his long fingers. Chu Yunhan was ticklish, so he reached over, grabbed his waist and pressed it on his waist. “Your hands are so free; why not massage the waist for me.” Then he muttered in a low voice, “Last time I was tied up like that, it wasn’t comfortable at all, and my waist is still sore after two days…”

       “Uncomfortable?” The man teased while massaging his waist, “You screamed in ecstasy that night, and you ejaculated so fast.”

       His face was completely red now, and he reached out to block Chu Yichen’s mouth while saying, “Shut up…”. However, the other party caught his hand and kissed him lightly on the palm of his hand. This gentle gesture made Chu Yunhan’s heart feel numb and itchy, and he felt inexplicably moved. He rolled over and sat up, then hooked his arms around the man’s neck and brought his lips together.

       Since the two’s hearts were already connected, Chu Yunhan was more proactive, and Chu Yichen was less restrained. The kiss between the two was direct and rough, which was unique to men, biting, licking, and sucking like two beasts fighting to the death. It was like they wanted to swallow each other alive.

       After finally separating, Chu Yunhan gasped and stretched his legs to kneel on Chu Yichen’s body. The two faced each other and kissed again. While he was kissing him, he was touching him naughtily. The man was also aroused by his teasing and gave him a heavy slap on his buttocks. He then said in a low and hoarse voice, “Get off.”

       Chu Yunhan just pretended not to hear, lowered his head and kissed Chu Yichen’s neck like a puppy, which made people feel itchy. Helpless and amused, the man untied his belt, took it out and tied the two troublemaking hands behind his back. Then he pulled down his underwear and released his already erect c0ck. Chu Yunhan’s c0ck was of moderate length and thickness, light in colour, and clean and delicate.

       “You are so brave, not afraid of being seen by the people coming in?” Chu Yichen took hold of his c0ck and stroked it slowly.

       “Bai Xiao is outside…”

       Bai Xiao was well aware of the true relationship between the two of them and would certainly block anyone from coming in, which was why this guy felt so confident. The man curved his lips into a smile, lightly grazing his fingertips over the rim of Chu Yunhan’s collar, and softly said, “Slave, spread your legs a bit wider.”

       When Chu Yunhan heard the word ‘slave’, his body uncontrollably became more aroused. He spread his legs further, sitting completely on the man’s lap. He opened his legs wide and allowed the other man to torment the arousal between his legs. Chu Yichen’s hand left him unable to resist, and the movements of the stroke became faster and faster, and his breathing became more and more rapid. The moans he suppressed came out in small pieces, and a thin layer of sweat spread on his back along with his toes that curled up uncomfortably. However, a feeling of emptiness welled up in his back hole, as if he were a hungry and thirsty vagabond longing to be filled.

       “Hmm… Master…” Chu Yunhan’s eyelashes were misted with water, and his vision was a little blurry, and he said intermittently, “Hold me…please…”

       This is not the first time he has asked for sex. During this period of mutual love, the two of them had done it many times, but Chu Yichen had not once physically entered him, nor had he ever used any means other than those stipulated in the agreement. This stubborn man was still sticking to that damn contract.

       It was the same at this moment. Chu Yunhan could feel the man’s erection close to him, but Chu Yichen still couldn’t bear to do anything. He felt depressed, and his interest suddenly waned. He gritted his teeth and said, “Resign.”

       It was the safe word. He used it for the first time.

       The man’s movements stopped and he looked at him in dismay.

       “Untie me.” He turned away.

       Chu Yichen said nothing and loosened his belt for him.

       Chu Yunhan pulled on his trousers and headed out the door but stopped when he reached the door. After a moment of silence, he said softly, “If you are not interested in me, go find another sub. One-to-many… I have no objection.” After saying that, he quickly left the room.

       As soon as he stepped out, his face fell, dark and gloomy, looking quite intimidating. This immediately led the secretaries to speculate whether Vice President Yun had been scolded by the Chairman due to some work-related mistake.

       Chu Yunhan didn’t even return to his office. Instead, he immediately ordered Bai Yang to drive him home. The moment he entered, he headed straight to Chu Yichen’s room and started rummaging through everything. Du Chuan, noticing the chaotic scene and Chu Yunhan’s apparent determination to turn the room upside down, turned pale. Trembling, he tried to dissuade him, saying, “Young Master Yun, Young Master doesn’t allow anyone to touch his things in this room… Young Master Yun, this is going to be impossible to clean up if you keep doing this… Oh, that box cannot be touched—”

       The green paper box on the top of the cabinet was knocked over, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

       There were childhood toys.

       There were origami frogs and birds.

       There were messy notes.

       There was a collection of badges.

       There were also a bunch of various trinkets.

       They were all given by him.

       These fragmentary objects related to the two of them were well preserved by Chu Yichen.

        Chu Yunhan was momentarily stunned. It felt like biting into a green apple—sour and astringent. He sat on the carpet, picking up and examining each item before placing it back, muttering to himself as he worked, “Why would he keep all this junk…”

       His effort finally bore fruit. Just when he had nearly torn apart the entire room, he finally found what he wanted—the contract—in the mezzanine of a copy of “Finance and Economics” on the shelf.

       What kind of lunatic hides something like this in a book like this… He cursed secretly in his heart and returned to his room, leaving a teary-eyed Du Chuan with a mess on the floor.

       Chu Yichen had a busy schedule today. He had social activities outside in the evening, and it was midnight when he returned. He stood by Chu Yunhan’s room door. After a moment of hesitation, he decided not to knock. But just as he was about to leave, the door opened. Chu Yunhan stood there, glaring at him. 

       “Still not asleep?” Chu Yichen asked.

       “Come in.” He dropped the two words and headed back inside. He walked to the table and picked up two pieces of paper. He waved them at Chu Yichen, who followed him and said, “Both contracts are here.” One was his own copy, while the other was the one he’d found in Chu Yichen’s room earlier that afternoon.

       When he returned, the man had already heard Du Chuan talk about this matter, and now he just looked at him quietly.

       Chu Yunhan used his hands hard, tore the contract into pieces with three strokes, five divided by two, and said, “It’s void now.”

       Tearing up the contract was equivalent to ending the relationship.

       There was some suppressed sadness in Chu Yichen’s eyes, and he asked, “Don’t you even want to hear an explanation?”

       “I don’t want to hear it.” He picked up two more pieces of paper and handed them over, saying, “Sign it.”

       Chu Yichen took the papers and, after glancing at them, looked up in astonishment, “You…”

       “What? Are you going to sign or not?” Chu Yunhan pretended to be impatient and cut off Chu Yichen’s words. His face slightly flushed as he averted his gaze, “This is my only request. If you don’t agree, forget it.”

       On the paper, the table of options was completely blank, except for the section labeled ‘Acceptable Relationship’, where only ‘One-on-One’ was checked. At the bottom, there was a bold, flamboyant signature.

       CChu Yichen lowered his gaze and smiled. Walking to the table, he leaned over and signed his name. “Didn’t you say this morning that you didn’t mind me finding other subs?”

       “I regretted it, can’t I?” He said gloomily, “Put it in the same place. Otherwise, if I want to regret it again one day, it will be very inconvenient to find it.”

       “Okay.”

       “What’s your explanation?”

       “Didn’t you just say you didn’t want to hear it?”

       “Now I want to.”

       “I was afraid it would remind you of those… unpleasant memories.”

       Hearing this, Chu Yunhan’s heart sank with a twinge of sourness. This man, who feared nothing and no one, was actually afraid of something.

       This man was afraid he would remember being forced into things. Afraid of making him feel panic. Afraid of scaring him. And so, he endured. All of his hesitation, his caution, his concerns, and his self-restraint had been for him.

       Chu Yunhan walked over, tilted his head, and gave him a light kiss on his thin lips. In a soft voice, he said, “From this moment on, everything about me belongs to you, Master.”

       My body is yours to command, my gaze yours to lead, my heart yours to hold. Everything about me is given to you.

       From this moment and for eternity.


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Chapter 90

       The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

       Zhan Pengcheng looked at Pei Qing for a while and asked him, “What?” He felt that he did not understand what Pei Qing meant.

       Pei Qing said, “It means that.” After saying that, he thought about it and added, “Actually, Yangyang is still young now, and I understand that Uncle is more nervous about him than other parents, so I think I should let you know first.”

       Zhan Pengcheng sensed that something was off, and his hand shook. He accidentally knocked over the empty beer bottle on the table and made a sound.

       Zhan Weiguang was startled, thinking that Zhan Pengcheng was going to make a move, and quickly reached out to hold Zhan Pengcheng’s wrist and said, “Dad!”

       Zhan Pengcheng was not in the mood to pay attention to Zhan Weiguang, so he pushed Zhan Weiguang’s hand away and looked straight at Pei Qing, “What do you mean?”

       This time, before Pei Qing answered, Zhan Weiyang couldn’t help but say first, “Dad, Qing ge and I are dating!”

       Even though he had guessed it in his heart, Zhan Pengcheng was still filled with anger at the word ‘dating’. He stood up suddenly and pointed his finger at Pei Qing.

       The waiter standing in the distance looked in their direction nervously.

       Zhan Weiguang couldn’t help but persuade him, “Dad, sit down first.”

       Zhan Pengcheng asked, “What dating? Who are you dating? Do you know how old Yangyang is? And, and Yangyang is a boy. Do you know what you are doing?”

       Pei Qing answered him, “Of course I know. Uncle, can you listen to me first?”

       “What do I need to listen to?!” Zhan Pengcheng was obviously very angry, “What nonsense are you talking about? What dating? Aren’t you just toying with a child who is ignorant?”

       He spoke so loudly that even the guests at the next table were alarmed.

       The waiter came over and asked carefully, “Is there anything I can help you with?”

       Zhan Pengcheng didn’t want to argue about Zhan Weiyang in front of strangers. He just shouted angrily at the frightened Zhan Weiyang, “Yangyang, go back now!”

       Zhan Weiyang looked at Pei Qing in panic, grabbed Pei Qing’s hand, and said, “I won’t go back.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said to Zhan Weiguang, “Take your brother back!”

       Zhan Weiguang couldn’t help but said, “Dad, don’t be so emotional.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “I’m not emotional. If I were, I would hit him to death with a bottle!”

       Pei Qing knew that Zhan Pengcheng was angry now and would not listen to anything he said. He wanted to wait until he calmed down before everyone sat down and talked slowly. Besides, this was not a place suitable for quarrels, so he comforted Zhan Weiyang and said, “Go home with your dad first.”

       Zhan Weiyang was very sad and said, “Can I not?”

       Zhan Pengcheng had left his seat and walked around, stretched out his hand to pull Zhan Weiyang’s arm, “Go with Dad!”

       Pei Qing was afraid that Zhan Pengcheng would get angry and hurt Zhan Weiyang. He pulled Zhan Weiyang’s hand away and said to him, “Go back first. I will come to see you soon. Don’t be afraid.”

       Zhan Weiyang was pulled up by Zhan Pengcheng.

       Zhan Pengcheng pulled him outside and said to Zhan Weiguang, “Let’s go.”

       Zhan Weiyang stumbled and kept looking back at Pei Qing.

       Zhan Weiguang had no choice but to get up and leave. Before he left, he said to Pei Qing, “Now isn’t the right time.”

       Pei Qing replied, “I know, but there is no real right time.”

       Maybe in a few years, when Zhan Weiyang was in his twenties, or even almost thirty, Zhan Pengcheng might not be so nervous.

       However, that timing was only suitable for Zhan Pengcheng, not him and Zhan Weiyang.

       Zhan Weiguang said, “I will persuade my father.”

       But until he returned home, Zhan Weiguang did not find a suitable time to persuade Zhan Pengcheng.

       Zhan Pengcheng was furious, and almost the entire way, he kept cursing Pei Qing. It wasn’t baseless insults, though; he was saying that Pei Qing had bad intentions, taking advantage of Zhan Weiyang’s naivety and coaxing the young boy into a relationship with him. His reaction was quite similar to Zhan Weiguang’s when he first found out about the situation.

       Because Zhan Pengcheng was drunk, Zhan Weiguang was driving on the way back.

       Zhan Weiguang listened to his father all the way and couldn’t help but say, “Qing ge is not like this. Have you ever considered that he is serious about Zhan Weiyang?”

       Zhan Pengcheng said angrily, “That’s homosexual! That’s not okay! I don’t care whether he is or not. Anyway, my Yangyang is not! He is not allowed to lead Yangyang astray!”

       Zhan Weiyang kept his head down and didn’t say a word.

       When they returned home, both Grandma and Auntie Luo had already gone back to their rooms to watch TV, leaving the living room empty and quiet.

       Zhan Pengcheng grabbed Zhan Weiyang’s hand and said, “Come here; Dad has something to tell you.”

       Zhan Weiyang still kept his head down and didn’t say a word.

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “Listen, you are still immature, but there are some things that Dad must tell you. Although Pei Qing is your older cousin, he is already an adult man. You cannot allow any adult man or adult woman to do anything intimate with you, understand? It is even more unacceptable if they say they want to date you. They are not little girls in school. They have bad intentions!”

       Zhan Weiyang finally raised his head and roared, “I am also already eighteen years old, and I am also an adult man.”

       At this time, Zhan Weiguang went to park the car and walked in with the car keys in his hand. He just heard Zhan Weiyang’s words and could not help but pause.

       Zhan Pengcheng was stunned by his yelling and said, “Your situation is different.”

       Zhan Weiyang was very angry and said to his father, “I’m not an idiot! I know who treats me well and who doesn’t! I can date the person I like! Even if you are my father, you are not allowed to say such a thing!”

       Zhan Pengcheng was a little anxious. He grabbed Zhan Weiyang’s wrist and said, “Of course you are not an idiot. You are my father’s little baby. There are many bad people in society. You don’t understand because you have never been in contact with them. Dad will slowly teach you in the future.”

       Zhan Weiyang shook off his hand and turned to run upstairs, saying as he ran, “I’m not going to listen! I hate Dad the most!”

       Zhan Weiguang couldn’t help but look at Zhan Pengcheng’s face when he heard it. He froze in place and his face seemed to be a little pale.

       After a while, Zhan Pengcheng turned around and asked Zhan Weiguang, “What should we do?”

       Zhan Weiguang avoided his gaze and walked inside, saying, “How should I know.”

       A little later, Zhan Pengcheng felt that Zhan Weiyang had probably calmed down. He carried a box of birthday cake and walked to the door of Zhan Weiyang’s room. He knocked on the door first, then gently opened the door and walked in while singing the birthday song.

       Zhan Weiyang was lying firmly on the bed, with his head, face, hands and feet all pressed against the bed without any gap. At this time, he finally raised his head and looked at Zhan Pengcheng.

       Zhan Pengcheng thought he had cried, but when he saw that Zhan Weiyang’s face was still clean, he was relieved. He walked to the bedside, picked up the cake in his hand and showed it to Zhan Weiyang, saying, “Yangyang, shall we eat the cake?”

       Zhan Weiyang said weakly, “I don’t want to eat it.”

       Zhan Pengcheng put the cake aside, sat down on the bedside, reached out to touch his head, and said to him, “Today is your birthday. We have to celebrate it happily. Wait until today is over, and Dad will explain other things to you slowly, okay?”

       Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything.

       Zhan Pengcheng continued, “People are complicated. I’m not saying Pei Qing is a bad person, but no one is absolutely good or absolutely bad. Dad also likes Pei Qing and thinks he is a good person, but he did something wrong in this matter. Do you understand?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t understand.”

       Zhan Pengcheng said, “It’s okay, Dad will tell you, and then you will understand. Do you want to get up and eat the cake now?”

       Zhan Weiyang said, “But I don’t want to see Dad.”

       Zhan Pengcheng looked at him silently for a while and said, “Then Dad will go out. You didn’t eat much for dinner. If you are hungry later, remember to eat the cake.”

       After that, Zhan Pengcheng sighed, got up and left.


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