AMLFS Chapter 46
by VolarePrince Zhao Fangye of the Ning district’s kiss came without warning.
The moment their lips met, Song Huaixi was stunned for a moment, his eyelashes fluttering.
Then, he willingly wrapped his hands around Zhao Fangye’s neck, tilting his head to kiss him obediently.
He didn’t notice the other elements mixed into Zhao Fangye’s fervent kiss.
Song Huaixi nestled softly in Zhao Fangye’s arms, their lips and teeth intertwined. His moist eyes were half-closed, his face filled with a sense of indulgence.
Zhao Fangye hadn’t kissed him in a while, and the warm sensation on his lips made Song Huaixi feel very sweet inside. He closed his eyes, thoroughly enjoying it.
Zhao Fangye lowered his gaze, taking in the expression on his face. The irritation in his heart gradually dissipated a little.
Song Huaixi was particularly slow to notice certain things, like the fact that this was supposed to be a punishment. He seemed completely unaware.
His dependent and indulgent appearance softened Zhao Fangye’s heart.
However, Zhao Fangye didn’t intend to let him off so easily. Song Huaixi was ignorant of matters of love and desire, and this was a good opportunity to teach him a lesson.
To let him know who he belonged to.
He wrapped his arms around his waist and used a little force, pressing their chests tightly together as if trying to meld Song Huaixi into his very bones.
One hand with distinct joints grasped Song Huaixi’s neck, controlling him.
Zhao Fangye’s attack gradually became fiercer, their lips and teeth becoming more entangled. Song Huaixi, who had been enjoying himself just moments before, frowned slightly.
His lips were becoming numb from the sucking and kissing, gradually developing a stinging sensation. Song Huaixi couldn’t withstand it and whimpered.
“Mmm…”
He placed his hands on Zhao Fangye’s chest, pushing him, but the pain in his mouth only intensified. It was as if Zhao Fangye wanted to chew him up and swallow him whole.
“Ah… let go… it hurts…”
It inexplicably frightened him, and he struggled fiercely.
Zhao Fangye effortlessly suppressed his resistance, grabbing his hands and pinning them against the carriage wall, continuing to kiss him deeply and fiercely.
He didn’t give him a chance to breathe.
Desire swirled in his pale eyes. The initial intention to punish him was long gone. Now, it seemed like there was something else.
The coachman sat outside, driving the horse. Faint noises came from inside the carriage, like a kitten meowing.
He leaned his head to listen carefully, but the sound disappeared.
As the carriage passed through the bustling city, the cries of vendors on both sides of the street immediately made Song Huaixi shudder, his heart pounding like thunder.
He bit Zhao Fangye’s lip, but not with much force. The slight sting was enough to bring Zhao Fangye back to his senses.
He let him go.
The two faced each other in the carriage. Song Huaixi’s moist eyes were like they were covered in a thin mist. His cheeks were flushed red like the sunset glow.
His lips were glistening and seductive, a vibrant red like ripe fruit.
“You bullied me…” Song Huaixi pushed against his chest, creating distance between them.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes wet. Covering his mouth, Song Huaixi sat in his arms, his voice filled with accusation: “It hurts, my mouth hurts. I don’t want you to kiss me anymore.”
After saying that, he turned his face away before Zhao Fangye could speak, leaving Zhao Fangye with only his puffed-up cheeks.
He was really angry. He was angry that Zhao Fangye sometimes kissed him so hard that it hurt. He had clearly said that he didn’t like it. Zhao Fangye still kissed him like that.
And he couldn’t resist. He hated this feeling.
Zhao Fangye’s chest rose and fell slightly, his pale eyes dark with desire. His arm was still around Song Huaixi’s waist.
Seeing that he was really angry, Zhao Fangye realized that he had been indulging himself for a moment and hadn’t controlled the bloodthirsty emotions in his heart.
He wanted to tear Song Huaixi apart and devour him, as if only by eating his flesh could he find peace.
He held Song Huaixi tightly, resting his head on his shoulder. The dark and violent emotions in Zhao Fangye’s heart gradually calmed down.
He had never taken anything to heart before, except for Song Huaixi. He was too clean and too pure. He was something that belonged solely to him.
He was a piece of driftwood that had floated over at the right time when he was about to drown. A piece of driftwood that had come specifically to save him. Zhao Fangye held him tightly in his hands.
He refused to let him escape in the slightest.
Zhao Fangye turned his face and caressed his red and swollen lips, the darkness in his eyes not yet dispersed: “Does it hurt?”
Of course, it hurt! Zhao Fangye was asking a question he already knew the answer to! Zhao Fangye was a fool!
Song Huaixi was even angrier. He puffed out his cheeks, his eyes wide: “Of course!”
Seeing him like this, Zhao Fangye’s expression didn’t change, he just held him tighter, his tone cold and possessive: “I just want you to hurt, only by hurting will you learn a lesson.”
Just wanted to make him hurt?
The one who had always enjoyed Zhao Fangye’s pampering, upon hearing these cold words, suddenly felt wronged, his eyelashes fluttering with tears, his voice choked.
Looking at Zhao Fangye, his eyes suddenly turned red: “Why… why…”
Gently stroking the corners of his red eyes, Zhao Fangye looked at him with his sharp eyes, unmoved: “You are mine, if I hear the name of another man from your mouth again…”
He paused, looking down at the innocent Song Huaixi in his arms. His gaze lingered on that beautiful, pure face.
Lifting his chin, Zhao Fangye said seriously: “Then, I will build Huaixi a magnificent golden cage and lock you in it, not allowing you to go anywhere. Would you like that?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Huaixi felt a chill run down his spine.
His body trembled almost imperceptibly, as if he could see himself locked in a cage. His moist eyes looked up at Zhao Fangye.
Through those pale eyes, Song Huaixi glimpsed a trace of darkness. It was an expression he had never seen in Zhao Fangye’s eyes before.
And now he saw it, and Song Huaixi felt unfamiliar.
He reached out and tugged at his sleeve. Although he didn’t quite understand what he meant, his animalistic instinct keenly sensed danger.
Song Huaixi’s eyes were timid, his voice with a hint of tremor: “Don’t want… don’t want big cage…”
Raising his hand to stroke the top of his head, Zhao Fangye’s eyes contained a possessiveness and ruthlessness that had not yet completely disappeared.
His voice was gentle, the doting and gentle Zhao Fangye was back. His words conveyed satisfaction: “If Huaixi is obedient, how could I bear to lock you up?”
Hearing this, Song Huaixi immediately replied: “Huaixi is obedient.”
“Obedient to what?”
“Don’t say other men’s names.”
Hearing this, Zhao Fangye shook his head, reaching out to tap his lips.
Then, he moved his finger up to touch his head: “Huaixi, you can’t even think about it. You can only have me in your heart and eyes, do you understand?”
“Understood.”
In the study, Zhao Fangye sat on a carved wooden chair, a cup of Bai Hao Yin Zhen tea beside him emitting a faint fragrance.
He lowered his eyes, scanning the thick stack of documents that the dark guard had sent up. On the documents were three large characters: “Li Haoyang.”
Li Haoyang, the only son in his family. His father’s official position was not high, and his background was not prominent, but fortunately, he was self-motivated and was admitted to the Yi Cai Academy by burying himself in his studies.
His gaze fell on the age column, Zhao Fangye lowered his eyes and did not speak. Song Huaixi was only just twenty, and Li Haoyang was said to be a handsome young man and about the same age as Song Huaixi.
The two naturally had common interests.
And Zhao Fangye was a full six years older than Song Huaixi. If it weren’t for a good appearance, Song Huaixi might not have been so infatuated with him.
Since it was because of his appearance, if Song Huaixi liked him, he could naturally like others.
The next day, when Song Huaixi went to school, he was accompanied by an unfamiliar face. He looked around but didn’t see Li Haoyang’s figure.
After searching for a long time, he finally saw him in a corner with a somewhat defeated expression.