He Only Shows His True Colors in Front of Me : Chapter 19

Sheng Yannian felt almost fully recovered when he woke up. Upon heading downstairs, he saw two suitcases and several large cardboard boxes parked by the door. He felt a throbbing headache just remembering the promise he had made to Gu Yuanqiao yesterday.

“Are you up?” Gu Yuanqiao walked in with his final box and closed the door.

“You… you really work fast.” He was just staying here temporarily, right? How did he have so much stuff?

“Mm-hmm,” Gu Yuanqiao didn’t deny it. After all, he was quite fond of the bed at Sheng Yannian’s place. “If you’re not going to help, stay out of the way.”

“Oh.” Sheng Yannian turned to the kitchen to see if there was anything to eat. There was a bowl of pumpkin porridge; it must have been bought fresh this morning. He washed a spoon, sat down to eat, and listened to the movements of the man going up and down the stairs.

Gu Yuanqiao unpacked quickly, just moving the boxes into a room for now; he would have to deal with the rest after getting off work. “I’m heading to work now,” Gu Yuanqiao said, checking his watch, putting on his trench coat, and turning to Sheng Yannian, who was washing dishes. “Remember to take your medicine.”

“I know. I’m not a three-year-old.”

“Heh.” Gu Yuanqiao didn’t say anything more and stepped out.

Sheng Yannian slumped onto the sofa. When people are idle, they tend to get into trouble. Since Gu Yuanqiao had forcefully moved in, surely he was entitled to some benefits? After some thought, he picked up his phone and sent a message to a friend who had previously asked him to write a review for some “adult” products, placing a custom order. When he saw his friend reply with “Guaranteed to satisfy you,” Sheng Yannian started looking forward to seeing the look on Gu Yuanqiao’s face.

When Gu Yuanqiao arrived home that evening, he found Sheng Yannian in a surprisingly good mood. Specifically, he didn’t snap back at anything Gu Yuanqiao said, and at times, he even discussed matters with him. It was abnormally infuriating. Gu Yuanqiao linked this to the man’s state of unfulfilled desire and guessed that he might be planning something weird. He didn’t dwell on it; it was just sex, not a big deal, and it had been a while since he had done it anyway. With that in mind, he prepared himself while showering, waiting for Sheng Yannian to come find him. But by midnight, no one had appeared. When he went to look, he found that Sheng Yannian had already gone on a date with Lord Dream. “Whatever, time to sleep,” he muttered.

The next day, Sheng Yannian still didn’t go to the company. Gu Yuanqiao didn’t understand why he wouldn’t go to work if he was better, but he didn’t ask. However, close to noon, he received a call from the man saying he was feeling unwell again and asking him to come home and buy medicine on the way. Gu Yuanqiao really wanted to suggest that food delivery could solve that, but thinking he had nothing urgent to do, he decided it was better to see what kind of mischief Sheng Yannian was up to than to be bored until off-duty time.

As soon as Gu Yuanqiao opened the door, he mocked, “Young President Sheng is truly fragile…”

The last word got stuck in his throat when he saw the person in the living room. Sheng Yannian was sitting on the sofa wearing their high school freshman uniform, a sports style with a simple white T-shirt and black pants. He even switched to a sports watch and placed a few books nearby, along with a shopping bag by his feet.

“Did your brain finally burn out?” Gu Yuanqiao was at a loss for words. What was this kid doing? Reminiscing about the good old days?

Sheng Yannian raised an eyebrow, not arguing, and instead picked up the bag and pushed it toward Gu Yuanqiao. “A gift for you.”

Gu Yuanqiao’s hand trembled as he reached out. Sheng Yannian had emphasized the word “gift,” so there was certainly nothing good inside.

“Aren’t you going to open it and see?” Sheng Yannian urged, his gaze fixed on Gu Yuanqiao’s face, not wanting to miss a single expression.

Gu Yuanqiao took a deep breath, opened the bag, and remained silent for a few seconds. He then looked at Sheng Yannian expressionlessly.

“Don’t like it?” Sheng Yannian was delighted that his goal had been achieved.

“Do you think I should like it?” Gu Yuanqiao said with a smile.

Sheng Yannian leaned back on the sofa. “This was custom-made for you, President Gu. Why don’t you try it on?”

“No! If you want to change, you change!” Gu Yuanqiao closed the bag, not intending to indulge Sheng Yannian. He didn’t have the audacity to wear a female high school student’s skirt at his age!

“President Gu, you’ve occupied my house; it’s not too much to ask for some benefits, is it? Besides, aren’t you the one who follows the principle of equal exchange most strictly?”

“You…” Gu Yuanqiao was choked up but still protested, “You could have asked for something else.”

“Hmm…” Sheng Yannian pondered for a moment and then smiled innocently. “But I only want to see you wear this right now. I bought the male version.”

Is that the point?!

“How about this,” Sheng Yannian proposed another condition. “If you put it on, I won’t charge you rent, and you can stay as long as you like. How about that?”

Gu Yuanqiao lowered his gaze to think, slightly shaken. He indeed had no intention of moving out; he had been planning to find excuses to stay even after his house was ready. After all, Sheng Yannian’s cooking was to his taste, and they didn’t need to find a separate driver for work.

“Have you considered it? Once the village is passed, the shop is gone.” Sheng Yannian urged.

“You win!” Gu Yuanqiao took the paper bag and headed upstairs with the air of a martyr. He was furious!

The “gift” Sheng Yannian gave him was also their high school uniform, only it was for a senior girl. In their high school, the pattern on the cuffs or the color of the bow tie differed by year. Freshman was red, sophomore was yellow, and senior was blue. Naturally, besides the regular uniform, there were white silk stockings, light blue lace lingerie, and matching female thongs.

Typical preferences. How was this guy so different from his brother? He was a complete demon king. When Gu Yuanqiao put on the clothes and looked in the mirror, he realized they were quite different from the original. The shirt had become very thin, faintly revealing the lace lingerie underneath. The hem was very short; it should have been tucked into a skirt, but now it barely covered his navel. The dark blue pleated skirt was also naturally short, covering his thighs by only about 15 centimeters. The lace thong felt a bit tight, and his buttocks felt cold without the fabric covering them. The creamy white silk stockings reached up to meet the skirt hem, revealing bare skin with every step. Finally, Gu Yuanqiao put on a golden-brown long curly wig. After tidying up, he looked at his appearance and thought, “…” It really didn’t look like a respectable female high school student.

Gu Yuanqiao took a deep breath and walked out of the room once he got used to it.

As soon as he opened the door, a draft blew through, causing the skirt and the loose shirt hem to lift up, scaring him into quickly pressing them down. Afterward, he felt extremely awkward walking. He began to admire the high school girls; was this too insecure? Gu Yuanqiao pressed down his skirt and walked downstairs slowly; if this kept up, he would forget how to walk normally. “All right.” Gu Yuanqiao walked to Sheng Yannian’s side and said unhappily to Sheng Yannian, who was immersed in his studies.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Yannian put down his hand, looked up, and began to size Gu Yuanqiao up. The person coming toward him looked slightly displeased. He could see the rough outline of the lace lingerie under the shirt, and because the hem wasn’t tucked in, it was hard to tell exactly how thin the waist was. His hands were gripping the hem of the skirt, seemingly wanting to pull it down further. The white silk stockings made the legs look even more slender and straight. He looked quite pure. As for the face, he could only comment: stunning, whether male or female.

However, whether it was the clothes or the wig, the usual ease and allure of Gu Yuanqiao were largely absent, replaced by innocence and awkwardness. Like a well-behaved girl or a gentle older sister who had been tricked into doing “bad” things by someone with ill intentions. The party with ill intentions commented, “It actually suits you quite well.”

Gu Yuanqiao glared at him, then let go of the skirt and walked toward Sheng Yannian. Sheng Yannian didn’t say much, sitting and waiting for the “older sister” to throw himself into his arms.

But before he could, a jarring phone call rang. It was Gu Yuanqiao’s phone, showing a strange number on the screen. It was his work phone, and even if it was a strange call, it was likely someone using a business card he had given out. Without waiting for Sheng Yannian to say anything, Gu Yuanqiao picked up the phone, answered, and sat on the small sofa to the side.

“Hello?” The tone was familiar. Sheng Yannian didn’t make a sound. He didn’t listen to what Gu Yuanqiao said, only hearing him address the other as “President Xiao.”

Gu Yuanqiao seemed to have forgotten what he looked like; he leaned back lazily on the sofa, his spare elbow resting on the armrest, his fingers idly twirling the wig. Because he was crossing his legs, the skirt slid down, revealing the side of his thigh not covered by the stockings, and faintly exposing a glimpse of a rounded buttock. He habitually wore a smile on his face, but his eyes were calm, engaging in standard bureaucratic small talk, sounding sincere and attentive. Everything was just right, neither too fake nor dismissive. The image of a knowing older sister from just moments ago vanished, replaced by someone who had long lingered in the world of high-end escort work.

Still, he seemed even more interested in this version of Gu Yuanqiao.

Gu Yuanqiao didn’t talk long, hung up, and muted his phone. The distraction of the call washed away his sense of shame. It was just bedroom play; it was nothing. Gu Yuanqiao turned, only to see Sheng Yannian looking at him with ulterior motives. His mouth twitched, sensing that the other man was about to pull something. Sure enough, with one “Senior sister,” the goosebumps exploded.

“Senior sister,” Sheng Yannian smiled with ill intent, “so the rumors are all true~”

“…What rumors?” Gu Yuanqiao played along.

“People around me say you work as an escort, looking for a sugar daddy.”

“…” Dammit. Gu Yuanqiao gritted his teeth, refraining from cursing aloud.

“Senior sister not talking?” Sheng Yannian added fuel to the fire, “That means you agree? Was the President Xiao on the phone just now your sugar daddy?”

“What if it is?” Gu Yuanqiao quickly adjusted his state. Although he hadn’t played such a strange scenario, who couldn’t improvise a story? “Does it have anything to do with you, junior?”

“I advise you not to mind adult business, little boy.”

Sheng Yannian ignored the provocation, feeling slightly surprised at how quickly the other had accepted the role.

“How much for a night, senior sister?”

“Why?” Gu Yuanqiao raised an eyebrow, “Want to buy me? I’m quite expensive.”

“Doesn’t matter, senior sister. I have money,” Sheng Yannian said calmly.

“10,000,” Gu Yuanqiao asked for an exorbitant amount.

“Is a non-virgin senior sister worth that much?” Sheng Yannian took out his phone.

“Can’t help it, I’m very skilled. Any objections?” Seeing Sheng Yannian not respond, Gu Yuanqiao continued to mock, “Little kid, if you don’t have money, don’t pretend to be an adult. Be careful your parents spank you for coming home too late.”

Sheng Yannian set down his phone and signaled for Gu Yuanqiao to check his. Gu Yuanqiao had a bad feeling, and sure enough, his Alipay showed a deposit of “20,000.” Before he could recover from the shock, he heard Sheng Yannian’s voice.

“I can give you more money. Would you consider staying with me from now on?”

“Heh…” Gu Yuanqiao turned off his phone and stood up in front of Sheng Yannian. “I’ll have to consider that, after all, my other sugar daddies have great techniques~”

“But they don’t have as much money as me.” Sheng Yannian reached out and pulled Gu Yuanqiao into his arms, resting his hands on the man’s waist once he was seated on his lap. With the shirt tightened, he could see the color of the bra. “Besides, I heard that President Xiao has a wife and children. What’s good about following a man like him who is past his prime? Aren’t I handsomer than them?”

Gu Yuanqiao knew Sheng Yannian was talking nonsense; he remembered that President Xiao was only slightly older than Sheng Yannian, looked quite good, and definitely didn’t have a wife or children.

“What? Is senior sister thinking about that sugar daddy again?” Sheng Yannian was dissatisfied with Gu Yuanqiao’s distraction, pinching his waist harder.

“Stop bragging, little virgin.” Gu Yuanqiao lifted Sheng Yannian’s chin, adding another setting to the script.

“Senior sister, being a virgin has its benefits too,” Sheng Yannian readily accepted the setting. “It means I have a lot of room for improvement.”

“Heh.” Gu Yuanqiao didn’t say more, leaning down to kiss Sheng Yannian, wrapping his arms around his neck. The tip of his tongue licked his lips before prying them open and tangling with his. But before long, Gu Yuanqiao felt something strange—Sheng Yannian’s tongue didn’t move at all, or rather, it was rigid and at a loss. The slight breathing sound he usually heard was also gone, as if the other was holding his breath.

“Mm? Why are you doing that?” Gu Yuanqiao pulled back, confused.

“Senior sister, did you forget? I’m a virgin,” Sheng Yannian said with a smile in his eyes. “How would a virgin know how to do this?”

“…” Waiting for him here? Before he could speak, the large hand on his waist began to gently massage, making him shiver.

“So, senior sister has to teach me.” Sheng Yannian gripped his waist again. “Where does senior sister feel comfortable, how do you like to be touched, what don’t you like, where do you want me to thrust, how, what speed… you have to tell me. Then I can learn, right?”

With every word, Gu Yuanqiao’s breathing grew heavier. Sheng Yannian spoke with such feigned obedience, but the mischief in his eyes was real. He couldn’t even imagine how Sheng Yannian would bully him later, as “virgins” were easily clueless.

“…Yes.” Just thinking about it made his waist feel weak.

“Then let’s start with the chest?” Sheng Yannian targeted Gu Yuanqiao’s chest, eager to see him in the lace lingerie. “Does senior sister like it when others play with your chest?”

Gu Yuanqiao pressed his lips together, thinking for a long time before deciding on a moderate answer. But he had barely opened his mouth when he was seen through.

“If you don’t like it, I won’t do it.”

“…I like it.” Gu Yuanqiao clenched his fists and closed his eyes.

“Then senior sister, unbutton your shirt.”

Gu Yuanqiao raised his hand to unbutton it from the top, feeling his hands tremble slightly. Before long, all the buttons were undone, and Gu Yuanqiao consciously pulled the shirt down to his elbows, stopping it there.

Sheng Yannian’s breathing became heavier. The light blue lingerie contrasted perfectly with Gu Yuanqiao’s pale skin; two thin shoulder straps hung on his shoulders, the semi-transparent lace making his pectoral muscles dimly visible. There was a small oval opening in the lace covering each breast, meant for the nipple. The lingerie hadn’t been fully stretched, so only a bit of pink from Gu Yuanqiao’s nipple showed at the edge of the opening. It was even more effective that way. Gu Yuanqiao turned his head away, unwilling to look down at his own chest. It was too shameful!

“Is senior sister flat-chested?” Sheng Yannian said, extremely close to his chest. “I actually always thought senior sister should have a giant bust given this face.”

Gu Yuanqiao blushed upon hearing this. Didn’t like it? He wished the other wouldn’t like it so he could move on to the next step and stop looking at his chest!

“Forget it if you don’t like it…” Gu Yuanqiao said, starting to pull his shirt up.

“Don’t,” Sheng Yannian grabbed Gu Yuanqiao’s hand. “I didn’t say I didn’t like it. And… small is cute.”

“Mm…” Sheng Yannian’s nose tip brushed lightly against his nipple. It had been erect from the start and was already incredibly sensitive.

“Senior sister is so sensitive…” Sheng Yannian chuckled.

“Hurry up…” Gu Yuanqiao urged.

“But I can’t see your nipples~”

Gu Yuanqiao gritted his teeth and cursed inwardly, meeting Sheng Yannian’s teasing eyes. He was helpless. He resignedly raised both hands to cup his pectoral muscles, spreading his fingers to pull at the lace fabric slightly, opening the small hole to let the nipple protrude. “…Satisfied now?”

Sheng Yannian reached out a finger and pressed against Gu Yuanqiao’s left nipple, twisting it hard, feeling dissatisfied with his attitude. “Senior sister, I paid money, why is the attitude so poor? Is this what your former sugar daddies liked?”

“Junior, I didn’t ask you to buy me.” Gu Yuanqiao’s smile was extremely fake.

“But,” Sheng Yannian gripped the nipple with his fingers and moved them up and down, uttering a classic “line,” “senior sister, you wouldn’t want others to find out about your sugar daddies outside, right?”

“…” Gu Yuanqiao didn’t know where Sheng Yannian got so many malicious hobbies. He took a deep breath, maintaining the fake smile and resisting the urge to curse him out.

Sheng Yannian toyed with the nipple, seeing the expression and realizing he might have gone a bit too far. He withdrew his hand, thinking it boring, and obediently leaned forward to take one nipple into his mouth, using his tongue to tease the object within.

“Mm…” Gu Yuanqiao let out a soft moan, the slight comfort on his chest restoring some of his mood. Sheng Yannian pulled Gu Yuanqiao closer, bringing them into tighter contact. He lightly ground his teeth against the nipple, enjoying the trembling of the person in his arms.

“Mm… don’t bite…” Gu Yuanqiao had let his hands down from his chest, resting them lightly on Sheng Yannian’s shoulders.

“Ah!” But it was met with a retaliatory bite from Sheng Yannian. This time, instead of the areola, he went directly for the soft nipple. His teeth pinched the soft flesh back and forth while his tongue kept sweeping across the tip. The sensation of pain and itchiness made Gu Yuanqiao’s waist bend. Sheng Yannian then let go, his tongue sweeping widely across the nipple, followed by sucking. Simultaneously, a hand pressed against Gu Yuanqiao’s lower back, bit by bit making him straighten his spine again. Gu Yuanqiao kept his mouth pursed throughout, only venting breathy sounds from his nasal cavity.

Sheng Yannian let go, leaning back to admire his masterpiece. The nipple was blood-red, and the surrounding lace was soaked from the licking, sticking to Gu Yuanqiao’s chest. He moved his eyes to the other side; besides being harder than at the start, there seemed no difference. Then, as if he hadn’t noticed, he reached out and pinched Gu Yuanqiao’s left breast again.

“Mm, ah…” Gu Yuanqiao, who had kept his mouth closed, groaned in pain. He raised a hand to Gu Yuanqiao’s wrist, wanting to stop the action, but didn’t dare to push him away directly, fearing his nipple would suffer further. “Don’t… it hurts…”

“Is senior sister only feeling pain?” After saying that, Sheng Yannian exerted more force, pulling the nipple out a bit more. He didn’t miss Gu Yuanqiao’s squinting eyes and the way he was clenching his thighs—all signs of early-stage excitement.

“Mm…” The hot, burning pain stimulated Gu Yuanqiao, the slow, steady action torturing him and making him want to be treated more roughly. “T-the other side…” He grabbed his own right breast, thumb and index finger pinching the areola to make the nipple protrude further, hoping to get the other man’s attention.

“…What?” Sheng Yannian’s breathing hitched; his hand, pinching the nipple, slipped and used a bit too much force.

“Ah…” Gu Yuanqiao groaned, his hand on his breast also applying force. “Th-the other side too…” Sheng Yannian reached out his other hand to pinch the right nipple as well, pulling with both hands.

“Ah-ha…” The pain from both breasts tightened his body, but it was unavoidably flooded with pleasure. He couldn’t distinguish whether the current pain brought him more stimulation or the teasing itchiness of the past.

“Is senior sister a pervert?” Sheng Yannian watched himself continuously stretch the nipples, yet the person on his lap hadn’t stopped him, instead clenching his thighs and shivering all over.

“I… I’m not, mm…” Gu Yuanqiao denied softly, though it carried no conviction.

“Liar.” Sheng Yannian released his grip on the nipples, then flicked them fiercely.

“Ah!” Gu Yuanqiao straightened up, his whole body tense. Soon, the pain faded, leaving his nipples numb. His body seemed to lose its strength for a moment, falling forward into Sheng Yannian’s arms, his chin resting on his shoulder. Their chests were pressed tightly together. Sheng Yannian reached out to cradle Gu Yuanqiao’s buttocks, lifting them gently so he was seated closer.

“Mm…” With the movement of his body, Gu Yuanqiao noticed his nipples rubbing against Sheng Yannian’s uniform. The rough fabric friction against his nipples sent a wave of numbness from his tailbone upward. Consequently, his nipples started to itch. “Mm… mm…” Gu Yuanqiao hugged Sheng Yannian’s neck, swaying slightly. But the itch on his chest wouldn’t stop; reason kept him from moving too forcefully for fear of grinding his skin raw.

“…” Sheng Yannian knew Gu Yuanqiao was being mischievous against his clothes, but he didn’t intervene. Although he couldn’t see the scenery inside because of the skirt, he managed to catch the waistband of the thong. He placed his palm at the base of Gu Yuanqiao’s tailbone, hooked his fingers into both sides of the thin fabric of the thong, and pulled it up and down.

“Ah…” Gu Yuanqiao paused, clutching Sheng Yannian tighter. The thong Sheng Yannian gave him was the most minimal kind; besides the semi-transparent lace on the front triangle, the rest was no different from thin string. With Sheng Yannian’s pull, he could feel the thin strip of fabric rubbing back and forth between his buttocks, heading toward his perineum. Of course, the most sensitive spot was his half-erect penis. The lace kept rubbing against his glans, making his waist go limp.

“Mm… ha…” Apart from the first involuntary stimulus, the subsequent sensation left him unsatisfied. Sheng Yannian’s pull wasn’t very strong, the lace moving slowly, making the area below itch. Gu Yuanqiao thrust his pelvis slightly, wanting to increase the friction. But after a few moments, Sheng Yannian let go.

“Mm?” Gu Yuanqiao was puzzled; the pleasure wasn’t enough to make him fully erect. The aroused desire made him uncomfortable.

Gu Yuanqiao straightened up, and Sheng Yannian’s hand returned to his waist. He didn’t understand why the other stopped. Sheng Yannian had felt something lightly pressing against his abdomen for a while now; as soon as Gu Yuanqiao sat up, he saw a “small tent” raised under the pleated skirt. Then, he remembered the way Gu Yuanqiao had addressed him and the offensive words he had used. In an instant, it all connected. Almost instinctively, Gu Yuanqiao covered his lower body with his hand. After doing so, he realized his reaction was perhaps a bit excessive, so he didn’t look up, just remaining in that posture, motionless.

“Ha…” Sheng Yannian chuckled. Gu Yuanqiao’s sudden shyness was unexpected, but he was pleased. He asked with interest, “Senior sister, lift the skirt.”

“…” Gu Yuanqiao didn’t move.

“Senior sister…” Sheng Yannian touched his waist ambiguously. “If you’re not obedient, I’ll have to spank your butt again later…”

“…” Gu Yuanqiao shivered, took a deep breath, and yielded to the other’s lewd power. He gripped the hem of the skirt and slowly lifted it, revealing his penis.

“Lift your body higher, I can’t see clearly.” Sheng Yannian commanded.

Gu Yuanqiao had no choice but to kneel, lifting the skirt higher. Now, even the thin strings tied around his hip bones were faintly visible.

Sheng Yannian stared at the scene, moving his hand from the waist to Gu Yuanqiao’s thigh, massaging it through the stockings with his thumb. Gu Yuanqiao’s penis was half-erect, the fabric that should have been flat and smooth now stretched tight, the testicles hanging exposed, and the thin string connecting the bottom of the triangle area passed between them, extending toward the more suggestive rear. He scanned the disheveled Gu Yuanqiao from top to bottom, finding every detail attractive—the half-hanging shirt, the erotic lingerie, the swollen breasts, and the lifted skirt with stockings-clad thighs. He looked down slowly from Gu Yuanqiao’s neck, not feeling that his gaze was invasive at all. It looked like Gu Yuanqiao had posed alluringly, but his head was turned away, teeth clenched, face flushed with an unnatural red, and legs trembling slightly. Looking utterly forced.

Gu Yuanqiao was truly blushing; whether it was the high school uniform or the lingerie, both made him extremely uncomfortable. He only wanted Sheng Yannian to hurry up and turn the page, but that man would never make it easy for him.

“So, not senior sister…” he heard Sheng Yannian’s malicious laughter, “but senior brother…”

“…” The overly intimate address and the cross-gender clothing made Gu Yuanqiao’s scalp tingle. It clearly wasn’t his intention, yet he truly felt the shame of being a senior caught by a junior wearing women’s clothes. Ironically, this shame turned into an indescribable pleasure, rushing toward his lower body. He only felt his penis harden a few degrees more, and the thong that had been loose before was now pinching his tip tightly.

“And you say you’re not a pervert…” Sheng Yannian paused, “Senior… brother?”

“…” Who is the real pervert here? Dammit. Gu Yuanqiao remained rigid.

“Senior brother, although you lied to me, I paid money after all. You have to make it worth my while, right?” Sheng Yannian changed his tone. “But can a man really be comfortable?”

Gu Yuanqiao didn’t bother with Sheng Yannian’s monologue; he stared at the tree shadows outside the floor-to-ceiling window, constantly emptying his mind to rationalize the situation. As long as he adjusted his state, he remained a thick-skinned master. Sheng Yannian wasn’t annoyed by the lack of response; he stared at Gu Yuanqiao’s body, feeling the thigh muscles relax. He didn’t make another move; he wanted to see what Gu Yuanqiao would do next.

When Gu Yuanqiao faced him again, the shyness was gone from his eyes, replaced by untimely fighting spirit and provocation. Gu Yuanqiao thrust his finger aggressively into Sheng Yannian’s mouth, stirring his tongue.

“Little virgin, today big brother will teach you what the adult world is.”

“Heh.” Sheng Yannian grabbed Gu Yuanqiao’s wrist, proactively licking the fingers in his mouth. He was very satisfied with Gu Yuanqiao’s demeanor; otherwise, he wouldn’t have known whether he should keep bullying him.

When Gu Yuanqiao withdrew his hand, he trailed out several silver threads, his fingers covered in the other’s saliva. He braced a hand on Sheng Yannian’s shoulder, leaning forward slightly, legs still kneeling, and reached his other hand behind himself. He slowly inserted the first finger; the rear opening wasn’t as hard to enter as he’d imagined, perhaps because he’d prepared yesterday. His finger navigated familiarly to the area near the prostate, and Gu Yuanqiao didn’t hesitate, pressing down hard. The instant numbness made his waist go limp.

“Mm…”

After confirming the position, Gu Yuanqiao made his finger poke and prod the point back and forth, becoming increasingly proficient. His body, having not been expressed for a long time, was awakened within moments, and the depths began to ache with yearning.

“Mm… mm…” Gu Yuanqiao closed his eyes and groaned, inserting a second finger inside. Before long, his body swayed slightly, the wig brushing across Sheng Yannian’s face and causing an itch. Gu Yuanqiao’s head was buried against his shoulder, so he couldn’t see the other’s face, but he could see the chest just inches away. The two points on the chest were hard to ignore.

“Ah…” Gu Yuanqiao paused in his movements as Sheng Yannian took his right nipple into his mouth. “Don’t… don’t lick…”

Sheng Yannian didn’t listen, instead reaching out to grip Gu Yuanqiao’s waist and moving a hand toward the rear opening.

“Ugh…” A third finger, not his own, was stuffed into his body, clashing unharmoniously with his own two fingers in the narrow tunnel. “Get out… ugh…”

Sheng Yannian used his tongue to tease his nipple in response.

“Mm…” That finger was very disobedient, moving wildly inside, as if wanting only to reach the depths. After a long while, Sheng Yannian released Gu Yuanqiao’s nipple, withdrawing his fingers from the rear while grabbing Gu Yuanqiao’s hand and pulling it out. Before Gu Yuanqiao could ask, he guided that hand to his own crotch.

“Now, senior brother, your task is to make it hard.” After saying that, Sheng Yannian put his hand back behind Gu Yuanqiao and inserted three fingers to expand him.

“Mm… slow… mm…” Gu Yuanqiao whispered. The willful fingers didn’t know where they would reach, and each time they withdrew, his strength waned a little. The man’s penis in his hand was already half-erect, needing only a few more stimulations to become exactly what he wanted.

Gu Yuanqiao let go of the shoulder he’d been bracing, leaning his forehead against it. Both hands tore down the edge of Sheng Yannian’s pants and underwear, pulling out the penis inside and starting to stimulate it. One hand gripped the shaft, sliding slowly up and down, while the other massaged his testicles. The penis in his hand expanded continuously; he clasped his hands, trapping it between his palms and moving them slowly up and down, the sound of heavy breathing becoming increasingly apparent in his ears. The sound was like fuel; he felt his whole body itching, needing someone’s comfort. The tip of Sheng Yannian’s penis had begun to secrete some viscous liquid. Gu Yuanqiao gripped the shaft with four fingers, gently tapping the meatus with his thumb. He almost emptied his mind, wanting this thing in his hands to quickly enter him.

“Ah…” Gu Yuanqiao sensed Sheng Yannian’s fingers being mischievous, deliberately stretching his rear opening. He clung to Sheng Yannian’s arm with one hand while straightening his body.

“Enough… hurry up and give it to me…” Gu Yuanqiao’s voice was hoarse to the point of breaking.

Sheng Yannian withdrew his fingers and steadied Gu Yuanqiao’s waist. “Senior brother, please make yourself at home~”

Confirming that the other had no intention of playing tricks anymore, Gu Yuanqiao nudged himself forward, using both hands to support Sheng Yannian’s penis and aligning the glans with his opening. In a single motion, Sheng Yannian felt his tip being sucked in. After inserting the glans a little, Gu Yuanqiao braced his hands on Sheng Yannian’s shoulders; this time, there was no urging—he pursed his lips and sat down to the base in one go.

“Ugh, ah…” Gu Yuanqiao’s throat tightened, the feeling of being filled within making him feel comfortable.

“Mm…” Sheng Yannian hadn’t expected Gu Yuanqiao to sit down with such force, his penis tightly wrapped by the narrow, warm tunnel. The thing he’d pictured for several nights was finally realized, but he wasn’t satisfied with just this. He wanted to make Gu Yuanqiao drown in desire more than ever before, begging him. Thinking of this, Sheng Yannian realized he wasn’t without desires at all. At least at this moment, his reason was gradually fading away due to the heavy breathing of the person in his arms.