OH MY LAN!

Chapter 7: Stranger things

  Note:(Contains🔞🔞🔞🔞🔞... Please read with one eye open.)

So my Aunt calls me up one morning and says, "I think your brother has a problem." My reaction was quite tame considering she was on the verge of sending Jiang Cheng to therapy. I managed to calm her down, but after some time I noticed the pattern too. It was strange but I had no idea stranger things were happening in my cousin's life... 

                                                                ***** Chapter 7*****

It's Friday...

Jiang Cheng picked up his suitcase, sips on some black coffee on his way out and hops into the car for work. It's always a busy day at the company, too busy to catch some decent sleep or relax. Wei Ying should have been here with him to lessen the burden but no, he chooses to be a housewife, dumping the family business on his head. 

All work and no play made Jiang Cheng a very grouchy boss to deal with. He shows up with a visible scowl on his face, no time to interact with workers and is unapproachable. Everyone at the office feared getting on his bad side. 

Meetings upon meeting, he grew more hostile. Soon the long day is over and most of the staff leave for their homes, but the boss is still around, finishing up his work. Jiang Cheng stretches his neck once he put his pen down and twirled around in the swivel chair. He had a breathtaking view of the city outside his office, yet it failed to soothe him. 

When the alarm on his phone goes off, he packed up. It was time.

Just as he came, Jiang Cheng got into the elevator, walked out of the premises, hopped into his car and drove off. But he wasn't going home. 

He shows up at a private residence well guarded and hidden by hedges. The neatly trimmed lawn stretched out like a meadow as he drove into the compound. Jiang Cheng parked his car, punched in the code for the door and entered of his own free will. 

The television was loud, which caught his attention first but the lights in the living room were off. . Jiang Cheng takes off his coat, hangs it on the rack and makes his presence known. Sitting in the semi-dark room, Master Lan tapped his feet when Jiang Cheng entered. "You're twelve minutes late," he said.

"There was a traffic jam," Jiang Cheng fell into the leather couch and loosened his tie. "Hmph!" He heard Xichen snicker, then there was a pressing sigh. "You know the rules." Xichen tapped his fingers on the armrest of his seat.

It was Lan Xichen's idea, to help Jiang Cheng release the burden of always having to take control. He devised it when the latter started working so hard and nearly crashed. Once in a while, they met at the playhouse to escape reality. 

"Tch!" Jiang Cheng took off his shoes, unbuttoned his shirt and dropped his pants. It took a lot of work and patience for Xichen to get him accustomed to their new routine. If he broke one of the house rules, then he had to wait for punishment. 

 "Master Lan," Jiang Cheng went on his knees. He had his reservations about being someone's slave or sub but after a few play dates, he began to see the fun in it. Xichen was always attentive and peculiar about his safety though, and that usually made him frown. 

Xichen taps his lap, and Jiang Cheng knows what to do. Without complaining, he stood up and bent over the other's lap. 

Lan Xichen ran his hand over his partner's firm behinds, grouping them in preparation. He feels the cotton briefs on the other's body, checking the thinness. Jiang Cheng held in a moan. The TV lights kept flickering from bright to dark, leaving several shades of colour. He stares at the ground, a little nervous and curious.