When Shang Ke woke up, the man at his side was breathing evenly, sound asleep. It seemed like he hadn't slept well in a long time.
Shang Ke uncovered the blanket and slowly began to get out of bed. Who would have thought that at the slightest movement, Jian Chenfeng would wake up from his deep sleep and tightly hold on to him?
"Yumo." Jian Chenfeng raised his hand and brushed Shang Ke's forehead, his unblinking eyes fixed tightly onto him.
"Hm." Shang Ke leisurely replied, his head reclining on the soft pillow.
It wasn't a dream. This man was right before him, within his arms. They also had a wonderful night together.
Jian Chenfeng's eyes spoke of his irrepressible joy, as well as his fear that this was all a dream. As if to prove something, he kissed Shang Ke's lips and savored his taste greedily.
Suddenly, the cell phone on the bedside table rang out.
Jian Chenfeng ignored it and continued to pester the person in his arms. However, the phone rang incessantly, almost like a nagging parent.
"The phone..." Shang Ke's muffled voice could be heard through the cracks in his teeth.
Jian Chenfeng stretched out his arm, grabbed the cell phone and threw it at the wall. With a crash, the world fell quiet. The poor cell phone was broken just like that. Dead without an intact corpse.
As for Jian Chenfeng, nothing could prevent him from having passionate sex with this man now.
Everything he did last night seemed to be a dream, and it was only at this moment that he felt like it was a bit real. His breath, his heartbeat, his warmth, his lips, his skin... he yearned for it all.
He didn't even wear a condom, he only wanted to feel this person even more. The tightness of entering and the pleasure of thrusting into him made him never want to leave. Listening to the subtle pleas of the person under him, Jian Chenfeng comforted him even as he thrust into him more forcefully.
From the moment they were united, they were doomed to be inseparable.
Yumo belonged to him throughout his entire life.
They moved from bed to bathroom and from bathroom to bed, trying almost all kinds of postures and positions.
Shang Ke didn't expect Jian Chenfeng to be so energetic, and even with his added strength he could barely endure. Finally, he could only let him play to his heart's content and allow himself to sink deeper and deeper into fatigue and pleasure...
Ding-dong! Ding-dong!
The rapidly tolling doorbell resounded from outside the room.
Jian Chenfeng frowned and opened his eyes unhappily. The man in his arms was still asleep. He kissed him on the back then reluctantly withdrew from his body, put on his nightgown and walked out of the room.
Opening the door revealed Jian Chenfeng's secretary, Cui-something standing outside.
"What's the matter?" Jian Chenfeng asked with a dark expression.
Secretary Cui braced himself and answered, "There's an important meeting today that Director Jian needs to preside over. No one answered the phone call this morning, so I had no choice but to come personally for further instructions."
"Postpone it." Jian Chenfeng did not hesitate to say, "I will not be free for the next week."
Secretary Cui asked strangely, "Director Jian, what happened?" A workaholic director who had never taken a vacation before would suddenly be absent for a week? Was he having hormonal mood swings?
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[BL] Heroic Death System (PART 1)
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