Chapter 55 Part 1

Zhu Ran was someone who kept a very clear account of favors. People who had never been properly loved always became flustered at the slightest bit of care, desperately trying to pay it back, even if it meant taking a small loss. They would rather not owe anyone. He felt uneasy in his heart.

He could basically repay those who had helped him before in full, but no matter how he calculated with Huo Boyan, the accounts never balanced.

Huo Boyan had helped him too many times. He truly wanted to do something for Huo Boyan.

Although Huo Boyan said that staying by his side was enough, Zhu Ran did not think he had that much value. He was not particularly likable to begin with, and during their time together, it was Huo Boyan who tolerated him more.

Huo Boyan probably said that just to keep him from feeling bad. After all, even Zhu Ran himself could not think of anything he could do for Huo Boyan.

Zhu Ran could not come up with a solution for the moment, so he became more cooperative during their intimate moments. Although it was somewhat shameful, he could feel that Huo Boyan liked it, and Huo Boyan usually held back his actions subtly.

The places he had not let Huo Boyan touch before due to shyness, the positions and locations he had been unwilling to try—Zhu Ran gradually overcame his shame and became able to accept them.

But he did not expect that even this was not enough for Huo Boyan. One night, Zhu Ran woke up in the middle of the night and suddenly heard the sound of water from the bathroom. He pushed the door open and saw moonlight draping over Huo Boyan, and this man was actually pleasuring himself.

“Huo Boyan, you…” Zhu Ran’s gaze fixed on Huo Boyan, shocked yet a bit unhappy. “Why are you hiding away to do it yourself?”

Huo Boyan looked up at Zhu Ran, the black silk bathrobe outlining his muscular body. He continued his motions, but his gaze shifted to Zhu Ran’s flat abdomen. “Does it still hurt?”

Zhu Ran froze, his face involuntarily flushing.

He actually no longer felt any pain, but being looked at like this by Huo Boyan brought back the once terrifying sensation, making his legs go weak. He did not know whether to stay or flee.

He was all bark and no bite.

Huo Boyan withdrew his gaze and said good-naturedly, “Go back to sleep. Remember to close the door.”

Zhu Ran said nothing, staring at him stubbornly, his temper flaring up again.

Huo Boyan sighed, let go, and walked toward Zhu Ran. “Fine, I won’t do it. I’ll go back and sleep with you.”

But Zhu Ran blocked his path and grabbed him with those clean, delicate hands.

Huo Boyan immediately drew in a sharp breath, his muscles tensing all over.

Zhu Ran knelt down smoothly, his fair knees pressing against the cold bathroom tiles. He pressed his cheek against Huo Boyan’s member and looked up slightly, saying in a seductive tone, “Huo Boyan, I can help you like this too…”

The man’s cheeks were as white as jade, but his lips were as deep red as Huo Boyan’s arousal. The stark contrast nearly shattered Huo Boyan’s rationality, forcing him to close his eyes and take two deep breaths.

Huo Boyan had imagined scenes like this many times before, but none had been as stunning to witness in person.

The bathroom light was off, with only moonlight and the flickering lights from Victoria Harbour. Zhu Ran knelt in the shadow cast by Huo Boyan, his already handsome features appearing even more intense in the night, like a flower bloomed to decadent splendor.

Huo Boyan suddenly narrowed his eyes and pinched Zhu Ran’s chin. “Who taught you this?”

Zhu Ran’s view was half-blocked, and he lowered his eyes. “From the videos on your computer.” Before Huo Boyan could respond, he added, “Don’t you like those?”

“What do I like?” Huo Boyan asked.

Zhu Ran’s cheek leaned closer to Huo Boyan. He was too shy to say it out loud.

Huo Boyan’s gaze darkened slightly as his thumb probed into Zhu Ran’s slightly parted lips. When he looked down, the shadow of his brow bones made his eyes seem dim and profound. His member twitched uncontrollably, slapping against Zhu Ran’s face, startling Zhu Ran into closing his eyes immediately.

He was afraid.

He was indeed still afraid.

Huo Boyan thought calmly, then pulled Zhu Ran up abruptly and said in a chaste, desireless voice, “Nothing like that. Don’t watch that messy stuff anymore.”

“Oh,” Zhu Ran responded instinctively. Perhaps realizing he was safe, he cheekily asked, “Huo Boyan, you really don’t like it?”

“Don’t get wild,” Huo Boyan said, giving Zhu Ran’s butt a light smack as a lesson. “If you cry, won’t it be me who feels heartbroken?”

Zhu Ran: “I won’t cry!”

Huo Boyan did not continue. He sighed and rubbed Zhu Ran’s head contentedly. “Good boy, give me your legs.”

…

Zhu Ran boasted boldly, but when Huo Boyan continued for real, he quickly whined half-coquettishly, half-cheating that he did not want it anymore, just like before.

It was just like when he ate. Every time Huo Boyan cooked, Zhu Ran claimed he was hungry enough to eat a whole cow, but once he started eating, he got full quickly. His appetite in words far exceeded his stomach.

Huo Boyan knew it would be like this. He only went once before stopping, but feeling unsatisfied, he smacked Zhu Ran’s butt and called him delicate.