Love remains..♡

7. Fengs Obession to Zhao

Zhao came back to his consiousnous. he slowly opened his eyes adjusting to the warm sunlight. he was wrapped in a neat white blanket which smellex like mint. he felt something heavy layed upon his chest for some reason he felt weird about it.

he gasped noticing himself laying on a strangers bed in a large luxurious bedroom. he jumped off the bed. he placed his hand on his chest to control his rising breathe only to freeze on stop with a pale face.
      Noticing a full sized mirror placed at the end of the room. Zhao went running towards it and his whole world collapsed looking at his reflection.

he was in complete shock. he couldn't even make squeals come out of his throat.

He akwardly kept on touching his body. he was waring his own dress, he removed his hoodie and started observering his body underneath his white T-shirt. he eyes already pooling with bulging tears.

he slowly and carefully poked his breast to make sure they were not real but reality hit him hard.

Zhao started making some weird stupid moves infront of mirror to make sure the reflection is not his but could only see a women enacting his moves.

All he could see is a beautiful women looking like a female replica of himself. he pinched himself to wake up from this stupid dream but he never could.

His thoughts now diverted to his wife Shen making him feel even more sad. he lost his weapon, now he can never pleasure his wife. Thinking about there intimate relationship.

Zhao was standing at edge of cliff.
he just wanted to jump off it!!...

he felt frustrated and angered.

"URggggg!!''. he screamed until he felt his vocal went sour while tears slided down his pretty black eyes.

"BASTARD....!!". he shouted in anger.

Door slowly opened revealing the ever most handsome and hot Feng mian. beside him was a plate floating in mid air carrying a pot of hot tea with black forest cake with fruity flavoured loly pops .

"RETARD!!!...I AM GONNA KILL YOU"
Zhao screamed again. he moved towards Feng by clenching his fists trying to punch the other on face.

he raised his right hand high, before his hand could smooch Fengs face. The other effortlessly grabbed Yunlan's clenched fist bending it backwards, he pulled Zhao closer to his body.

Zhao least bothered about their intmate position repeatedly kept punching on Fengs chest with is other hand making Feng chuckled at his adorableness.

After transforming into female, Zhao lost his strength and his body turned bit small compared to that of Zhaos manly body.

Feng placed his free hand on Zhaos waist and pulled him closer.
Zhao flushed and fumed with anger.

"let me go or else ". Zhao tried to free himself but was useless. he was very weak compared to that of Feng.

"or else what princess?!". Feng questioned with his divine voice locking his eyes with the pair of fuming red eyes.

"You don't know about My Xiao wie. he will just tare you apart". Zhao stated confidently.

Feng pushed Zhao towards the wall. one hand pinning both Zhaos hands above his head and other hand caressing circles on Zhao's check.

" TURN ME BACK TO NORMAL". Zhao scream and tried to move but it was just useless.

"You are Mine". Feng stated.

" I said you before. I am married to my Sh-". before he could finish, Feng placed his finger on Zhaos lips.