Reborn as a Good Child

126. More and More Childish

JingYuan gently bit down on YiHan's shoulder. His hips sank lower in a light thrust and a moan escaped YiHan's lips.

"What are you doing? Get out," YiHan demanded, tears shimmering in the corners of his bloodshot eyes.

The older man remained silent. He merely twitched his hips. YiHan could feel the change going on within him and scrambled to crawl away, but JingYuan locked his waist in with an arm around it.

"You big pervert!" YiHan mewled in dread. "Again? I don't want to! I want to sleep!"

JingYuan slowly thrust further in as he coaxed, "There, there, HanHan. I just want to change the focus of your attention. I don't want you to keep thinking about unhappy thoughts."

YiHan moaned. He shook his head and stammered out between moans, "I don't need...don't need you to. I'm...I'm happy. I-I want to sleep!"

JingYuan's hips moved faster. "Just a while," he panted. "You'll sleep much better..."

YiHan's forehead fell to the pillow, his breath coming out in harsh pants as he moaned and begged, "No...slow down..."

"I can't, HanHan..."

***

The next morning, YiHan laid in bed as he savoured his back massage. JingYuan obediently kneaded YiHan's slim waist. Once in a while, his hands would dip lower down that slender body.

"Enough, you," YiHan pouted, at his wit's end with the distracted man. "Wasn't last night enough? Massage my waist properly!"

"It wasn't," JingYuan replied with a serious face.

"You darned pervert!" YiHan glowered.

"Do you want me to have enough?" JingYuan leaned down.

YiHan choked. A blush overtook his face and he roared, "Focus on the massage!"

JingYuan chuckled and changed the topic, "In less than a month, it'll be your grandfather's birthday. You gave the go game set to old Mr Yan, so what do you plan on giving Grandfather?"

YiHan went quiet for a moment then said, "I don't know yet. Maybe I'll go look around the shops tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"Don't you need to go to work? I'm just going to buy a present. You don't need to follow me. I can go by myself."

"No way." JingYuan frowned. "It's dangerous for you to be out alone."

"So much time has passed already. That person can't eye me up all the time. I can't spend my entire life glued to your side whenever I leave the house, right?"

"It's my fault," JingYuan rumbled, his hands steadily kneaded YiHan's waist, "for having yet to pull the mastermind out of the shadows. I'm why you're restricted in all your outings."

"What does it have to do with you?" YiHan giggled.

JingYuan pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Look," said YiHan after a moment of contemplation. "Even if you go to work now, it'd be late. You can't always push aside your work for me. How about this? I'll call Fang Yi and ask if he has time to go shopping with me. You can stop worrying then, right? Fang Yi's a good fighter."

JingYuan didn't seem particularly happy about it.

YiHan turned around and patted the older man on the hand. "You can't always be by my side. The Mu Group needs you to oversee it. I promise I'll do all I can to protect myself and not make you worry. Well?"