CHAPTER 8

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Xie Lian stops by the door, slowly opening it, in case Hua Cheng was asleep, he didn't want to wake him.

Languidly entering, but to his surprise, Hua Cheng was playing with Éming; he's lying on the bed with his legs touching the floor, tossing Éming up and down as he sports a bored yet sexy expression, a sight to behold indeed.

As soon as Hua Cheng notices Xie Lian's presence, he stops his vertical tossing, sitting upright as he tosses Éming to the side like scrap metal

"Gege needs something?"

Xie Lian didn't know if he should laugh or cry

Feeling sorry for Éming, Xie Lian scolds

"San Lang, don't treat Éming like that"

Xie Lian heads over to Éming's side, picking him up as he pats him

"The villagers want to see you...."

"Me?, Why would they want to see me?"

Hua Cheng was genuinely surprised, since they do know that he's the Ghost king but they insist on seeing him

"Yes, you forget that they liked you Alot before, some even asking for your hand in marriage"
Xie Lian says with a slight chuckle

"Ok, let's go then, but we should be quick"

Hua Cheng gets up and walks over to Xie Lian and points to himself

"Should I see them like this or as Xiaohua?"

Xie Lian didn't know, since he loved all of his forms.

"Uh......I don't know?"

"Ok then, I've decided"

Xie Lian walks over to the door, about to open it.

But he's suddenly stopped and turned, pinning him to the door, a brief moment of surprise but not so much, he looks into the obsidian eye of the culprit.

But his staring is cut short when the culprit is suddenly by his neck, brushing his lips by his ear as he asks in a breathy tone causing Xie Lian's breathing to shudder

"Are those home invaders gone?"

"Y-yes, but....the villagers..."

"They can wait"

And with that, he seals they're lips, both closing they're eyes.

Hua Cheng entangles his hands into Xie Lian's hair as he sucks on Xie Lian's bottom lip and the exchange goes on until he licks Xie Lian's lips, asking for a tongue invite and Xie Lian parts his lips and hence began the FRENCH KISS FRENZY

Both were desperate, both loved it and each other of course

Xie Lian's overwhelmed but doesn't want to stop

Hua Cheng, as if sensing this,  starts to guide Xie Lian to the bed while kissing him non-stop

Xie Lian's hands start snaking they're way; feeling up Hua Cheng's body until they finally reach they're destination; his hair.

Hua Cheng stops kissing his lips and moves to his neck; kissing and leaving hickeys

Xie Lian suddenly thinks of the villagers and but he's too breathless to speak coherently, and decides to whisper

"S-s-san lang!!, T-the villagers outside, s-stop"

Hua Cheng stops and looks at him with a smirk

"Do you want me to stop?"

Xie Lian looks the other way
"Well......not exactly, but we still have to go to them , we'll continue this later on, ok?"

Hua Cheng hums, leaving a chaste kiss onto Xie Lian's lips as he gets off of him.

Xie Lian starts tidying himself up, then he looks into the mirror and let's out a surprised shriek; his lips are swollen, his hair's a disheveled mess.

He then looks to Hua Cheng, wondering if he looks as messy as him

Only to see that he's switched forms; his 'Sought Flower' form was, of course, disheveled as well by that exercise of theirs

But as soon as he changed to his 'San lang' form, he's as clean as freak

"No fair!!!!!"

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