He was already sitting on his lap… so there should be some feeling, right?
Tao Zhi perked up again.
This time, he turned sideways to look at Fu Si Heng. “Then could you try liking my type?”
“…” Such a sincere tone.
Especially those eyes looking at him, their light shimmering under the lamp, as if shining straight into Fu Si Heng’s heart, pleading with him: Please say yes, I really like you.
If he refused even this, he would seem like an unforgivable sinner.
…
No one could refuse Tao Zhi.
So Fu Si Heng agreed.
He could have teased him a few more rounds, seen more seduction tactics, or continued teaching him.
Tao Zhi would obey very obediently.
He always had.
But today, Fu Si Heng’s prized self-control vanished without a trace. Before he realized it, his mouth agreed first.
In a daze, a “good” nearly slipped out.
Tao Zhi blinked.
Huh… He agreed.
So easily…
Though Tao Zhi had asked, Fu Si Heng’s quick agreement truly surprised him.
Tao Zhi blanked out for a moment before recovering. “Oh… okay, okay.”
So what next?
Tao Zhi fell into confusion.
Maybe end it here for today?
This counted as breakthrough progress.
Yeah, it did.
With something to report to Fu Zheng, Tao Zhi felt the sixty thousand was already in his pocket. Now he was a bit eager to clock out.
Because Fu Si Heng’s lap really was not comfortable to sit on.
Too pokey.
He sat so uncomfortably, constantly shifting, which was quite annoying.
Tao Zhi tried to stand, but as soon as he moved, he was pulled right back.
This time, when he sat down, the muscles felt even harder.
Tao Zhi let out a muffled grunt.
Fu Si Heng: “…”
Tao Zhi’s aim was spot on.
He was born to seduce him.
The usually steady older man took a deep breath.
The tension had not eased when Tao Zhi grew restless in his arms again, twisting left and right. His hands pressed against Fu Si Heng’s chest. “Brother Fu, let go of me first. I want to go back to sleep.”
Now he wanted to go sleep.
But earlier, when he kept sitting on his lap, one time after another, right on the wrong spot, he had not thought to leave.
Fu Si Heng did not release him; his gaze darkened further into abyssal depths. His arm tightened, narrowing the space between them even more.
Forget it.
What was the point of teaching seduction? He had no time to drag it out with Tao Zhi.
Whatever Tao Zhi wanted to do, he would indulge him. He needed something to report to Fu Zheng anyway.
With that thought, Fu Si Heng raised his hand and pinched Tao Zhi’s cheeks.
His fingertips sank into the soft flesh beside his cheeks, like cotton candy, tightening his throat.
“Mian Mian,” Fu Si Heng called his fake name.
Poor little peach.
Actually wanted to call him that. Little Zhi.
“…What’s wrong?” The intimacy suppressed in his throat made Tao Zhi instinctively feel a bad premonition.
He did not know where it came from and responded blankly.
The next second, Fu Si Heng suddenly used his knee to part his legs, easily separating them.
?!
What was this?!
Under Tao Zhi’s shocked gaze, Fu Si Heng gripped his waist and flipped him around, making him straddle him face-to-face.
In an instant, their position changed to facing each other.
“Brother Fu…” Tao Zhi’s eyes widened round.
This, so suddenly…
Before he could finish, his mouth was claimed in a kiss.
Sudden, without warning.
The hand that had pinched his cheeks now cupped the back of his head, rough fingers burying into soft strands of hair.
Tao Zhi was startled by his action and parted his lips slightly.
Fu Si Heng easily invaded his mouth.
The oppressive presence of a mature man overwhelmed all of Tao Zhi’s senses in that instant.
Scorching lips crushed his, thrusting deep into his mouth.
His tongue was hooked, sucked and savored until the root went numb, utterly powerless to resist.
Fu Si Heng’s actions were too fierce.
Though he had no experience, it was as if he innately knew how to bully the poor little guy.
Tao Zhi was kissed until his lips and tongue root numbed. He finally snapped out of his shock, turning his face to dodge, but failed every time.
The broad palm forcefully turned him back. Fu Si Heng was like a starving wolf, just short of devouring Tao Zhi whole.
But now was not the time.
So he could only bully his mouth.
The poor little guy sat dazed on his lap, lips unable to close, saliva spilling from the corner of his mouth, only to be licked clean by the wicked man and fed back in.
Their warm breaths intertwined like vines, binding him inescapably.
Tao Zhi did not know when Fu Si Heng would stop and let him go; he felt like he might die.
Air and saliva cruelly plundered, and he could do nothing but tilt his head back and endure. For a bit more security, he even clutched Fu Si Heng’s clothes with his fingers.
Clutching tightly.
“Brother Fu, bro, brother…” They really could not kiss anymore.
Any longer and he would suffocate.
Tao Zhi called out to Fu Si Heng pitifully, hoping he would pause and let him rest.
But before he could voice his plea, the pad of a finger ground harshly against his waist.
The unfamiliar sensation from the rough pad made Tao Zhi’s spine tingle.
He nearly collapsed into Fu Si Heng’s embrace.
He did not fall not because of his own control, but because Fu Si Heng gripped his waist, holding him still.
Fu Si Heng’s palm was truly large.
The base of his thumb clamped his waist, yet his fingers easily reached his belly, wickedly pressing down.
With that press, Tao Zhi could not help but let out a weak sound.
Like a kitten mewling.
Tao Zhi could not take it anymore.
What he could not take even more was realizing something terrifying.
Fu Si Heng was touching his belly.
If his hand moved lower, he would—
Wuwu.
No, absolutely not discovered at a time like this.
In his chaotic mind, Tao Zhi still remembered this most crucial thing; his face paled a shade.
But in his panic, he could think of no good method and clumsily moved closer to Fu Si Heng.
He shifted forward, arching his back, bending his body to press against the older man.
Once close, their bodies pressed together, Tao Zhi endured the shame and took Fu Si Heng’s hand.
…
He guided it to his own back.
As he did this, Tao Zhi’s body trembled faintly.
Because he personally pressed Fu Si Heng’s fingers against his lower back.
He had proactively delivered himself into Fu Si Heng’s hands.
