Epilogue 3: Going to the Maldives

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One night, when An Ziyan finished reading a book and returned to their bedroom, he found that Mai Ding was already asleep and was taking up the entire bed. An Ziyan walked over and lowered his head to brush Mai Ding's lips with his own. The soft touch made Mai Ding feel itchy and he frowned a bit in his sleep. An Ziyan move his lips downwards to Mai Ding's neck, never stopping his light kisses. When An Ziyan started unbuttoning the front of Mai Ding's shirt, Mai Ding finally woke up. He giggled as he pushed An Ziyan's chest away: "That tickles!"

Mai Ding's hands crept underneath An Ziyan's clothes and tightly held on to his back. He was already so familiar with this body, yet whenever he touched it, his entire body would tremor. As his insatiable desire grew more and more greedy, Mai Ding turned his head and An Ziyan's kisses fell back onto his lips. The kisses were so intense that the rise and fall of Mai Ding's chest became faster and stronger. The restlessness in his heart could no longer be satisfied by kisses anymore so Mai Ding requested: "I want you."

"What part of me do you want?" An Ziyan whispered as he teased Mai Ding.

"Every part."

An Ziyan lightly bit Mai Ding's earlobe and said quietly: "You're greedy today." As he said this, his slender hands caressed Mai Ding's sensitive spots, making Mai Ding moan. Mai Ding lifted his lower body and grinded against An Ziyan: "Ah~ An Ziyan~~ Oh~~ Not there."

"Not here?" An Ziyan's hand wrapped around Mai Ding's crotch and Mai Ding spread out his own legs in response. Looking at Mai Ding's flushed face and alluring expression, An Ziyan continued to say: "What a liar."

Seeing that Mai Ding was already prepared, An Ziyan picked up Mai Ding and put him on his lap. Mai Ding grasped onto An Ziyan's shoulders as he bent down for a kiss and sat down on An Ziyan's cock at the same time. An Ziyan held Mai Ding's back and began to gently thrust in and out. Their bodies intertwined and their sounds of love penetrated the quiet night. As the motions became more and more fierce, the bed let out squeaking sounds that would make anyone embarrassed. Mai Ding threw his head back and wrapped his arms around An Ziyan's neck, which was dripping with sweat. This kind of a feeling could only be given by someone you truly love. In the end, Mai Ding felt that he couldn't hold it anymore and he called An Ziyan's name over and over again: "An Ziyan, An Ziyan~~ Ahh~~ An Ziyan~~"

He didn't know what time they fell asleep the night before, but when he woke up, the sun was already shining through the cracks in the curtains. Mai Ding looked at An Ziyan, who was still sleeping. Even now, seeing An Ziyan's handsome face first thing in the morning still felt like a dream to him. When Mai Ding checked the time, his expression suddenly changed. This wasn't the time to be thinking about such things! It was already 9AM and their plane to the Maldives was at 10AM. Mai Ding stood up from the bed, his back and hips aching, and then pushed An Ziyan: "Hurry up, we're going to be late!" He put on his clothes as he spoke, then he opened the curtains. As the room brightened, An Ziyan frowned, covered his head with the blanket, and continued to sleep. Mai Ding rushed to the bathroom and brushed his teeth as he nagged: "This is all because you woke me up last night! You just had to do those stupid things, and now we're going to be late! Hurry and wake up, An Ziyan. I'm talking to you, are you listening me?" Because his mouth was full of toothpaste, Mai Ding couldn't speak properly. He quickly finished brushing his teeth and went back to push An Ziyan again. "Time to get up! If you don't get up, I'm going to go by myself."

An Ziyan rolled over: "Then go."

Mai Ding's words were never able to threaten An Ziyan. Mai Ding glared: "Why are you so lazy? You almost poked me to death last night, but aren't I doing my best to stand up right now? Take a look at yourself, I feel sad for you."

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