Stand-in Relationship (MTL)【Completed】

Chapter 174 The Broken Mirror 62 The Soiled Clothes

He Yang did not make a sound, a pair of dark eyes staring at the person in front of him, holding the other party's wrist tightly, not letting go.

The waiter still had a decent smile on his face, his eyes fell on the wet part of He Yang's chest and smiled, "Excuse me sir.... I'll take you to the upstairs room  to change clothes?"

The waiter's words were very ambiguous and suggestive.

There are already some people around who have noticed this side, their eyes looked over and gawking them.

He Yang lowered his eyes and withdrew his hand.

It was just a clichéd, yet deliberate way of seducing.

But he fell for it anyway.

"Good." He Yang responded.

The waiter walked ahead and took He Yang to the third floor.

The third floor was clear, and the waiter came to a lounge, turned on the light and casually put the wine tray aside.

He Yang went into the room and locked the door.

The waiter also heard the sound of door lock and let out a low laugh, turning around and going inside first to get his clothes from the dressing room.

There were many spare dresses in the dressing room, so the waiter picked out two shirts and when he came out, he saw He Yang sitting alone on the sofa.

The waiter walked over and asked, "Which one does Sir like?"

He Yang looked over, but his eyes fell on the youth's face, not even looking at the clothes, and answered, "Both are fine."

"Okay." The waiter nodded, put the clothes aside and looked at the man on the sofa again.

He Yang was still wearing the dirty clothes, his chest was covered with red wine and his shirt was soiled.

The waiter half-kneeled in front of the sofa, reached over, his fingertips landed on the man's body, slowly unbuttoned the man’s suit and slowly said, "Sir's clothes are dirty."

The suit was unbuttoned, and the waiter went on to unbutton the shirt inside.

He Yang slightly lowered his head, sizing up the youth in front of him.

The youth was wearing a uniform of black and white, with a small black waistcoat over it, and white gloves on his hands.

He Yang stretched out his hand, his palm falling on the back of the youth's neck and gently rubbing it.

The waiter had also unbuttoned his shirt and slowly raised his hand, sliding his fingertips down the man's collarbone.

He Yang had always been in the habit of working out, so his body was well maintained, his pectoral muscles and abs felt good to the touch.

The waiter touched his abs and suddenly moved closer and kissed on them.

He Yang's breathing instantly became rapid, and his palm fell on the youth's hair.

And the waiter's kiss continued to slide down, landing on the trousers.

Immediately afterwards, He Yang saw the youth biting lightly on the belt of his trousers.

With a click and the metal buckle was dislodged.

As He Yang watched this scene, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down, unable to hold back any longer, and said, "Come up."

The waiter obediently got up and sat with his legs apart on the man's lap.

He Yang also directly clasped the back of the youth's head and kissed him.