Thank you to Tomiki for the ko-fi~
“Thirty like a wolf, forty like a tiger, fifty sitting on the ground can suck up soil.” Sheng Minglang’s emptiness over the twenty-six years, upon seeing a high-quality catch standing in front of him, the itching in his heart was almost uncontrollable.
Zong Yuan lifted the hem of his clothes, faintly revealing a sturdy and powerful waist muscle. The brim of his hat covered his brows and eyes, but his thin lips were slightly raised. “Want to see?”
Sheng Minglang also had abs himself, but how could the abs of the bottom be compared to the top’s? He was almost tempted to pounce and lick a couple of times. Damn, who the hell brought this top in front of him? Thanks to Sheng Mingyan!
“Big nephew, who sleeps wearing clothes? We’re all men; just wear your shorts,” Sheng Minglang licked his lips, hands gripping the hem of his T-shirt, slowly rolling it up to reveal his upper body bit by bit. Zong Yuan saw the two points on his chest already standing up, pink and tender. In a room with just the right temperature like an air-conditioned room, it was impressive how hard they were. One could only imagine how lustful and hungry Sheng Minglang must be.
He threw the T-shirt to the ground after taking it off, loosened the rope on his shorts, took a couple of steps, and the pants started sliding down. Finally, they got stuck around his crotch, two lines of muscles extending down like mermaid tails, both sexy and sensual.
If Lin Gousi saw Sheng Minglang like this, he would probably be stamped with the label of a scheming fox again. It must be said again, tsk tsk tsk, truly a little seductive chicken.
Zong Yuan looked at him for a moment, the brim of his hat covering his line of sight, but the view he got was not lacking at all. He circled around Sheng Minglang and walked out of the room, picked up the bedding from the second bedroom, spread it on the floor in Sheng Minglang’s room, and then looked at Sheng Minglang. “Aren’t you going to take a shower?”
Sheng Minglang kicked off his slippers and stepped barefoot onto Zong Yuan’s floor, his feet were of a normal man’s size, fair and delicate. The bone of his ankle was sexy. The curve from his calf to his toes could make every bottom jealous. He used his foot to draw circles on the neat beddings, arms crossed, looking at Zong Yuan. “Big nephew, don’t you want to give Uncle a little response?”
Zong Yuan looked at the circles he drew, “You’ve drawn two eggs.”
His voice was deep, the standard top tone, and Sheng Minglang’s heart was blazing. He walked towards Zong Yuan, who sat on the bedding.
Zong Yuan pressed down the hat, “Uncle, not continuing to draw?”
Sheng Minglang slowly extended his foot, rubbing against Zong Yuan’s calf, moving gradually upward. He created a long line of wrinkles on the pants, and his skin was fair, a noble and handsome white. After all the teasing, he reached Zong Yuan’s thigh, “Big nephew, how does Uncle’s foot look?”
Sensual to the extreme.
The moment he touched Zong Yuan, Zong Yuan firmly pressed down on the hat. With one hand, he grasped the mischievous ankle, “Go take a shower.”
Sheng Minglang wiggled his foot, unable to free it. Zong Yuan’s hand held his ankle like a rock, truly demonstrating the power of a dominant partner! Experiencing a scene that countless submissive individuals would desire, Sheng Minglang’s foot, held firmly, started to feel numb. He nodded in agreement with a pleasant tone, ambiguously saying, “Release Uncle, big nephew; Uncle is going to take a shower.”
Zong Yuan watched him trot into the bathroom, tossing his hat aside. At this moment, a pair of furry snow-white tiger ears had sprouted from his black hair. Unlike the size of a normal tiger’s ears, these were a bit larger, standing tall on Zong Yuan’s head, adding an aura of majesty.
Zong Yuan commented, “Indeed, it’s more comfortable without the hat.”
0046 remarked, “See, I knew your relationship with the headquarters was extraordinary. The headquarters treats you so well! Afraid that if completing the mission is difficult, they’ll still find you a body with a divine beast bloodline.”
Zong Yuan neatly arranged the messed-up bedding from Sheng Minglang’s earlier antics and casually replied, “Oh.”
The thing on Zong Yuan’s head would disappear in a few minutes, but men generally shower quickly. Zong Yuan relaxed for a moment and put the hat back on, remaining cautious in case Sheng Minglang came out at any moment.
Sheng Minglang took a bath that lasted more than twenty minutes, ensuring his absolute perfection by applying the moisturizer he had secretly purchased all over his body, including the soles of his feet. He looked in the mirror and commented, “Buttocks are perky enough, waist is slim, legs are long enough. If I’m not absolutely tight, I’m not a person. Whoever I am, they won’t refuse me.”
After finally having a man come to him, he couldn’t resist tasting the flavor of this encounter.
Lin Gousi, hiding in the adjacent room, messaged Sheng Minglang, “Brother, brother, brother! I have a secret treasure here, do you want it?”
The phone vibrated on the bed, and Zong Yuan went over to take a look. The message appeared directly on the phone screen. Zong Yuan took it to knock on the bathroom door. Inside, Sheng Minglang, who was grooming himself, nearly slipped. He covered his little heart and asked, “What’s going on?”
Leaning against the door, Zong Yuan read the message aloud, “Secret treasure, do you want it?”
Sheng Minglang muttered, “Damn,” why did this happen at this moment?
He said, “I’ll reply to him outside. Just leave the phone on the bed, ignore him.”
Sheng Minglang put on his pants, draped in a bath towel, and walked out all wet. Zong Yuan was leaning against his bed, looking at the phone with bent legs and his arm resting on his knee. The sight was so charming that Sheng Minglang, like a pervert, used his eyes to lick over him. He licked from the man’s fingertips to the back of his neck, and finally, his gaze lingered on Zong Yuan’s crotch.
That area was so prominent; without Lin Gousi saying anything, he knew it was undoubtedly a large size.
With a fragrant scent surrounding him, Sheng Minglang came closer. Zong Yuan looked up at him, and a drop of water from Sheng Minglang’s head directly dripped onto Zong Yuan’s hand. Zong Yuan looked at his hand, maintaining a sitting posture, and ordered Sheng Minglang like a king, “Wipe it clean.”
Okay, so manly…
Sheng Minglang knelt in front of Zong Yuan on one knee, using the towel to wipe the water off his face. Bending down, he approached Zong Yuan, extended his crimson tongue, and licked the drop of water from Zong Yuan’s hand.
He was only wearing underwear, the bath towel covering his head and upper body, with water droplets sliding down his body. Sheng Minglang lazily smiled, pointing to a small water droplet in the hollow of his collarbone, “Big nephew, want to taste it? The water on Uncle is just like Uncle himself, especially sweet.”
“Really,” Zong Yuan glanced at the phone, “I’m not a fan of sweet things.”
Sheng Minglang sat directly beside him. The combination of the fresh shower gel and the floral-scented moisturizer did indeed smell good. Zong Yuan sniffed and offered a fair evaluation, “It’s a nice smell.”
Being praised with just one sentence by a top who could dominate him a thousand times over was more satisfying than being praised by countless small bottoms who wanted to be dominated.
Sheng Minglang had just revealed a hint of a smile when the door was knocked. “Sheng Minglang, you slut! I sent you a message, and you didn’t reply?”
Zong Yuan raised an eyebrow, showing neither joy nor anger. “Slut?”
Sheng Minglang kicked the door open, grabbed Lin Gousi by the collar, and pressed him against the wall. He gritted his teeth, “You fucking trying to ruin my good time again?”
Lin Gousi threw a bag of things into Sheng Minglang’s arms and said with a sly smile, “Secret weapon. I just personally drove to buy it for you. Definitely useful!”
Sheng Minglang looked at him suspiciously, then directly slapped the back of his neck, “Speak straight, is it sexy lingerie or adult videos?”
“I’m not you,” Lin Gousi said proudly. “You haven’t even tasted the scent of a man. Would you wear lingerie if I gave it to you? Would you dare to watch adult videos with him?”
“Damn,” Sheng Minglang really dared not. He entered the room with the bag in his arms, and before closing the door, he gave Lin Gousi a final warning look, “Don’t fucking disturb us again.”
“Alright, alright, alright.”
As soon as Sheng Minglang entered the room, he saw Zong Yuan already lying on the makeshift bed ready to sleep. He lazily threw the things from his arms next to the pillow and lay down on the bed. His arm hung in a semi-drooping position. “Big nephew, sleeping so early?”
Zong Yuan made a sound of agreement, destroying any romantic atmosphere.
Sheng Minglang sighed, feeling helpless. “You’re fucking sleeping with your hat on?”
Zong Yuan’s voice became nasal, “I’ll take it off when you turn off the light.”
Damn.
Sheng Minglang got up, and turned off the light, leaving a bedside lamp on his side. The live broadcast ended early tonight, and the planned plot he had in mind didn’t unfold. Bored and without any drowsiness, he wanted to chat with Zong Yuan to get closer. However, when he turned around, he saw that Zong Yuan had already closed his eyes, breathing steadily, seemingly asleep.
Is this guy following the sleep schedule of an elderly person?
But they say people with regular schedules are pretty enduring.
Sheng Minglang stared at Zong Yuan’s lower body, swallowing his saliva. With such youthful vigor, who knows what will happen tomorrow morning.
Without the cover of the hat, Zong Yuan’s facial features were completely exposed to the air. Sheng Minglang thought about how this guy held onto his ankle earlier, and he felt a surge of heat rising, along with a sensation heading towards his lower abdomen. Oh right, there’s also the “secret weapon” Lin Gousi bought.
He opened it up and damn, it was the strawberry-flavored XL condom that had been recommended to him before.
The legendary kind that was the most popular in their circle.
He sent a message to Lin Gousi with his phone, “Are you fucking buying condoms for me?”
“Saves you the trouble, I bought two boxes,” Lin Gousi replied with a lecherous expression. “Do you know why strawberry-flavored ones are popular in our circle?”
Sheng Minglang played with an unopened condom in his hand, “Just tell me.”
“In our circle, people care about safety but don’t really care about the taste of condoms. So, of course, it’s the favorite taste discovered by those slutty chicks.”
Damn!
Sheng Minglang quickly turned off his phone, then nervously turned off the bedside lamp.
In the pitch-black room, Sheng Minglang was afraid that Zong Yuan, who was sleeping on the floor, could hear his heartbeat.
—The most popular taste discovered.
After finally calming down his pounding heart, Sheng Minglang’s fingers coincidentally touched the square-shaped plastic packaging.
As if possessed, he took advantage of the darkness in the room and the other person’s sound sleep to tear open the plastic, taking out the condom inside.
In a room where nothing could be seen, he slid the condom onto his right index finger. The sensation was somewhat like a balloon, yet significantly different.
A faint strawberry scent lingered at the tip of his nose.
With a blush on his face, Sheng Minglang licked the condom on his finger.
Mmm, the taste is not bad.
Indeed, it’s the preference of those slutty chicks.
Author’s note:
Zong Yuan: Slut, chicken?
Sheng Minglang: How could it be me? (Wearing an honest face)
Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, so everyone should eat more sweet dumplings~ (Just thought of a cute nickname for the bottom – Little Sweet Dumpling, hahaha)
