Green Tea Enters The Story Of Abuse [Book] Chapter 77
byChapter 77 An Yu kissed him back.
When An Yu’s fingers were stroking his face, Xing Zhan didn’t dare to move.
He asked: “Who am I?”
An Yu blinked slowly and said resentfully: “Husband…”
Remembering that Xing Zhan forbids him to call him that, he added: “It’s not my husband… it’s… my ex-husband.”
As long as there was no mistake, Xing Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.
He had never seen An Yu’s eyes look like this. This look convinced him that he was liked.
Xing Zhan said: “You can play.”
He did nothing else except move a little closer to ensure that An Yu could touch and see more easily.
When Song Bo came over, he saw Xing Zhan kneeling on one knee facing An Yu, with his arms hanging loosely by his sides, his hands slightly curled up, and his handsome face slightly raised, while An Yu looked attentively with his eyes lowered, and even touched with his hands.
Songbo quietly retreated to the corner, blocking the two servants who were going that way.
When An Yu held Xing Zhan’s face and kissed him, Song Bo quietly walked away.
Xing Zhan remembers the first kiss An Yu gave him.
It was in the snow in the park.
An Yu’s lips were soft and slightly cool, like falling snowflakes.
Now, An Yu’s lips are warm.
Xing Zhan smelled a bit of sweet wine, he caught it, and then took the initiative to get more.
After a long and light kiss, Xing Zhan took An Yu’s hand out of his shirt, carried him upstairs, and stopped to kiss him again and again when An Yu groaned in dissatisfaction.
After they got into bed, they kissed for a while.
Later, An Yu fell asleep.
Xing Zhan didn’t know if it was because of the bed, drunkenness, or lack of oxygen?
But what is certain is that he should be qualified to sleep with An Yu in his arms tonight.
Nothing else.
Xing Zhan changed An Yu into pajamas and pajamas, wiped his face, hands and neck with a hot towel, and then took a cold shower himself.
As for more things.
Maybe it can be done.
But Xing Zhan wanted to get explicit permission from An Yu when he was awake.
Xing Zhan also consulted a reliable and experienced psychiatrist and asked An Yu about the reason why he refused to get married and just wanted to have fun: “He seemed… afraid.”
After understanding An Yu’s growth experience, the psychiatrist suggested to Xing Zhan that if he wanted to have a long-lasting relationship with An Yu, it would be best to follow the other person’s rhythm and idealized approach.
He said: “Just like raising a pet, if it feels completely safe, the kitten will come out from under the sofa or from the utility room.”
Early the next morning, An Yu stretched out comfortably and put his body back on the constant-temperature and plump large-sized warm baby that made him feel extremely comfortable.
After a few seconds, he gradually regained consciousness and stiffened.
The wine at Lu Changyuan’s wedding banquet was very good, and An Yu had no symptoms of discomfort such as hangover headaches. Those active touches and kisses yesterday were clearly spread out in his mind.
After the kiss, what else do you do?
An Yu doesn’t remember.
Broken?
He climbed out of bed quietly, and was pulled back when he was about to succeed.
Xing Zhan kissed the corner of An Yu’s mouth: “Why are you running? Tell me where you are not performing well and I will change it.”
An Yu hurriedly held Xing Zhan’s chest, took a few random glances at the beautiful muscles of the man without clothes, and saw a mark that looked like a scratch.
How did this happen?
Was he the one who caught him?During the fragmentation?What else did you do?
An Yu was drunk in his previous life and kept making movies, but in this life… I’m not sure. This is the first time he’s drunk.
Xing Zhan followed An Yu’s gaze and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It was his fault. He was so impatient that he could not control his strength well. When he took An Yu’s hand out of his shirt, An Yu was caught off guard and hit his.
Xing Zhan said: “Last night, you were very satisfied with me and even played with me.”
An Yu: “…”
When people are in a panic, they may be very irrational. He blushes and asks, “Why aren’t you wearing clothes?”
Xing Zhan whispered: “You took off the button.”
He has mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the ruined clothes are still on him, which is too uncomfortable.
And here, there are currently no clothes that belong to him.
While talking, Xing Zhan kissed An Yu’s red ear.
An Yu: “…!”
Should I say it or not, it feels pretty good, half of my body feels numb.
He glanced at Xing Zhan, how could a person look so good?
Seeing this, Xing Zhan kissed his lips again.
An Yu kissed him back.
I couldn’t hold it back at first, but then I thought, since I’ve done everything before, why should I be reserved?
Slowly, everything became more intense than last night.
When they were honest with each other, An Yu’s confused rationality came back slightly due to nervousness.
His body seems to be very flexible, and there is no fatigue or soreness at all as described in the little yellow book…
An Yu: “We last night…”
Xing Zhan: “It’s not too late.”
An Yu: It seems so, no, he means…
He was deprived of the right to speak.
Although this kind of deprivation is quite good, but… Xing Zhan is so good-looking…
When An Yu hesitated, Xing Zhan’s hair was stiff. It wasn’t until An Yu hugged his neck again and kissed him back that Xing Zhan felt the blood in his body flow again.
They were intimate all morning.
When he was swept away by the satisfaction he had never experienced before, Xing Zhan once again regretted his rejection on the wedding night more than a year ago.
An Yu’s temples were numb, and he touched Xing Zhan’s abdominal muscles with his helpless hands, wondering what kind of hard life he had in his previous life.
He was kissed at the corner of his eye.
Xing Zhan asked: “Why are you crying? Where do you feel uncomfortable?”
He had little experience and was very strong. Although he had taken great care not to hurt An Yu, there were a few moments where it was really difficult to control him.
An Yu “…didn’t cry.”
Xing Zhan saw that he didn’t look like he was lying, and he was thoughtful, with a smile in his eyes: “Are you tired?”
An Yu shook his head.
Although it was indeed difficult at first, it was not as scary as he imagined.
Their eyes met, and the two slowly kissed each other again.
The movement of the sun outside the window was again ignored.
This time An Yuzhen cried and bit Xing Zhan on the shoulder to prevent himself from being torn apart.
However, Xing Zhanzhen stopped immediately like a robot. An Yu felt a little uncomfortable and felt for Xing Zhan. He suggested that he eat slowly and do things lightly.
When passion fades, reason returns, and the sun sets.
An Yu felt that if he got out of bed now, he would definitely be able to perform the splits on the spot.
He didn’t move under the covers and didn’t refuse Xing Zhan’s feeding, but he didn’t have much appetite, probably because he was hiding something in his heart.
Even going to bed feels so good, no matter who takes advantage of whom?
Therefore, you won’t be tied to death for the rest of your life because of this, as there is a high chance that you will become a resentful couple.
An Yu couldn’t imagine Xing Zhan hating him.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain!
Having made up his mind, but with a guilty conscience, An Yu lowered his eyes after Xing Zhan finished eating, and asked like a mosquito, “What should we do now?”
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The author has something to say: An Xiaoyu: [Please]
Xing Dazhan: [touching head]