Chapter 34
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The mast of the imperial battleship was split in two and a half, and a white sail fell onto the dark wooden floor.
Ning Yiwei didn’t have to fulfill his dream of completing half of the construction of the imperial battleship tonight.
ʜᴇ ʟᴀʏ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴘᴇᴛ, ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ʜᴀʟꜰ-ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇᴅ, ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴘᴜʀꜱᴇᴅ, ʟᴇɢꜱ ꜱᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴡɪᴅᴇ, ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴋɪɴ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ. ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀᴊᴀᴍᴀ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴏɴꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ, ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ ʜᴀʟꜰᴡᴀʏ ᴏꜰꜰ, ʟᴏᴏꜱᴇʟʏ ʜᴀɴɢɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪɴᴇɴᴛ ʜɪᴘ ʙᴏɴᴇ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰʀᴇꜱʜ ʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴀʀᴋꜱ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ.
Liang Chong smelled the warm and pleasant fragrance left by Ning Yiwei after bathing, as ʜᴇ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴏʙꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʏᴇᴛ ꜱᴍᴏᴏᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀɪʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ.
“Don’t look around.” Ning Yiwei seemed to feel Liang Chong’s gaze, opened his eyes, and waved his hand, trying to cover Liang Chong’s eyes but was easily blocked by Liang Chong.
“Why?” Liang Chong ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋɴᴇᴀᴅᴇᴅ Ning Yiwei’s ɴɪᴘᴘʟᴇ, which had become ʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴏʟʟᴇɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ. Seeing Ning Yiwei biting his lip and trembling, Liang Chong heard Ning Yiwei’s faint ᴍᴏᴀɴ and told him, “You said, we can do anything.”
Presently, Ning Yiwei resembled a partially cut and rusty piece of apple flesh. All one needed to do was squeeze, scratch, and scrape with force, disregarding Ning Yiwei’s feeble resistance. ʙʏ ᴏᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ, ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴇxᴛʀᴀᴄᴛ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ɴᴇᴄᴛᴀʀ.
Liang Chong ʀᴇᴍᴏᴠᴇᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ pajama pants ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀʙᴅᴏᴍᴇɴ. ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ, ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ꜱʜᴀꜰᴛ. ᴍɪᴍɪᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ, ʜᴇ ᴄɪʀᴄʟᴇᴅ ɪᴛ, ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ.
Ning Yiwei’s ᴏʀɢᴀɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀꜱ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪᴍ—ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀᴇᴅ. ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ʜᴇʟᴅ ɪᴛ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴀᴍᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ꜰʟᴜɪᴅ ꜱᴇᴇᴘᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴘ.
After a moment, Liang Chong leaned closer to Ning Yiwei’s ear and whispered softly. Ning Yiwei’s face immediately reddened. He shrank back, looking at Liang Chong. With a small voice and rapid speech, he said, “Don’t talk nonsense. I am… determined by genetics…”
The sight of Ning Yiwei disheveled and eager to defend himself ᴀʀᴏᴜꜱᴇᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴀᴅɪꜱᴛɪᴄ ɪᴍᴘᴜʟꜱᴇ in Liang Chong. Therefore, he didn’t hear what Ning Yiwei said at all. Instead, he leaned in and captured Ning Yiwei’s lips with his own.
In contrast to ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ꜱᴇᴍɪ-ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅɴᴇꜱꜱ, ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ ᴀᴛᴛɪʀᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴀʀʀᴀʏᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ. ʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪʀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ʀᴜʙʙᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ, ᴄᴀᴜꜱɪɴɢ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴛᴏ ꜱʜʀɪɴᴋ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜꜱʜ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ. “ʏᴏᴜ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴜɴᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴛᴏᴏ.”
Without saying a word, Liang Chong grabbed Ning Yiwei’s right hand and pulled it toward his own collar.
Ning Yiwei’s hand paused momentarily as he used his index finger and thumb to unbutton Liang Chong’s shirt, undoing them one by one.
ᴘᴇʀʜᴀᴘꜱ ꜰɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ꜱʟᴏᴡ, ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ɢʀᴇᴡ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴡᴏ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴏɴꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴏɴᴇ. ʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴇxᴇʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏɴ ʜɪᴍ. ʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, ɢʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀɪꜱᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀᴀɢɢɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴᴡᴀʀᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜɪꜱ ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ, ꜱʟɪᴅɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ʜɪᴘ ʙᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴏᴄᴋꜱ, ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ᴘᴜꜱʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴀ ꜱᴇɴꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴘʟᴏʀᴇᴅ.
“Liang Chong…” Ning Yiwei didn’t know what Liang Chong was about to do, and the strong smell of alcohol on Liang Chong made him anxious. He had no choice but to grip Liang Chong’s arm in a pleading manner and say, “Don’t do this…”
Although Liang Chong remained still, he applied some pressure, leaning against Ning Yiwei, and asked slowly, as if teasing, “What’s wrong?”
When Ning Yiwei met Liang Chong’s gaze, he felt that Liang Chong wasn’t himself anymore. His direct and bare intentions frightened Ning Yiwei, making his face turn red. Ning Yiwei looked at Liang Chong, in a confused state, and said, “Don’t rub against me through your pants.”
Liang Chong paused for a moment and adjusted himself slightly. ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ʟʏɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ ᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀɪꜱᴘ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴍᴇᴛᴀʟ ʙᴜᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴍᴏᴏᴛʜ ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴀ ᴢɪᴘᴘᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. ᴛʜᴇɴ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴄᴏʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴛ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʜɪᴍ.
“ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀʏɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜʙ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀɴᴛꜱ?” ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ. ᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ꜰᴇʟʟ, ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ, ᴀꜱ ɪꜰ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ, ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜰᴜʟʟʏ ɢʀɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴏʟᴅɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ ᴘᴜꜱʜɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴏꜰ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴏᴄᴋꜱ. ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛʟᴇᴅ, ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʟᴇɢꜱ ʀᴇꜰʟᴇxɪᴠᴇʟʏ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ ᴡᴀɪꜱᴛ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴡɪɴᴇᴅ, ꜱᴜʀɢɪɴɢ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ.
Realizing what had just happened, both Ning Yiwei and Liang Chong froze. Liang Chong was the first to react and said in surprise, “So soon?”
Ning Yiwei felt that Liang Chong was about to laugh.
“You’re not allowed to laugh!” Ning Yiwei’s eyes became teary. ʜᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ. ʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴘʜʏꜱɪᴄᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏꜱ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡɪᴛʜꜱᴛᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢ!
“Hmm,” Liang Chong’s tone was extremely dismissive, and despite clearly laughing, he said to Ning Yiwei, “Why would I laugh? There’s nothing funny about it.”
Ning Yiwei felt insulted and stuttered, not knowing how to salvage the situation.
Fortunately, Liang Chong didn’t continue teasing Ning Yiwei. ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙꜱᴇɴᴛᴍɪɴᴅᴇᴅʟʏ ᴡɪᴘᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ꜰʟᴜɪᴅ ᴏɴ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀʙᴅᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ, ᴀᴅᴅɪɴɢ, “ᴡʜʏ ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ꜱᴏ ᴛʜɪᴄᴋ?”
Ning Yiwei didn’t say anything, ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜꜱʜ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ ᴡᴀɴᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ. However, he was no match for Liang Chong and was immediately caught.
“Tell me,” Liang Chong held Ning Yiwei’s hand ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴀɴᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ᴋɪꜱꜱ ʜɪꜱ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀʀʙᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴇᴀꜱ ᴍᴀʀᴋᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴄᴜᴍ. He moved closer and kissed Ning Yiwei, bringing a faint metallic and minty smell to his mouth. He said, “Try it, it’s so thick. Don’t you do it yourself?”
“Do what?” Ning Yiwei tried to sit up, but Liang Chong held him down, immobilizing him. “I’m not like you.”
Like teasing a cat, Liang Chong pressed Ning Yiwei down with one hand while moving his other hand downward, ʀᴇꜱᴛɪɴɢ ɪᴛ ᴏɴ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʙᴜᴛᴛᴏᴄᴋꜱ. Smiling ambiguously, Liang Chong asked Ning Yiwei, “So, you still remember these things about me?”
Suddenly, Liang Chong released Ning Yiwei and stood up, picking up his coat from the floor.
Ning Yiwei saw clearly what had been pressing against him moments ago, and his legs felt weak. Just as he tried to sit up and put on his pants, he saw Liang Chong take out something from the coat pocket and then turned to look at him.
“We can do anything,” Liang Chong said, staring at Ning Yiwei.
Before Ning Yiwei could react, he felt a sharp pain in his ankle and was pulled back by Liang Chong.
“Don’t be afraid,” Liang Chong said again, pressing his lips against Ning Yiwei’s.
Ning Yiwei watched as Liang Chong turned the knob, squeezing out a milky white liquid-like substance onto his index finger. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅꜱ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ, ᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʙꜱᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ.
It didn’t hurt much, but it felt extremely strange. Ning Yiwei couldn’t see Liang Chong’s actions, but he could feel Liang Chong probing without hesitation. ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴜɪᴅ ᴍᴇʟᴛᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ his ʙᴏᴅʏ’ꜱ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ɪɴᴄʀᴇᴀꜱɪɴɢʟʏ ʜᴏᴛ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀʙᴅᴏᴍᴇɴ ᴛɪɢʜᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ. ɢʀᴀᴅᴜᴀʟʟʏ, ʜᴇ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟʏɪɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇʀ.
Ning Yiwei raised his eyes to look at Liang Chong. Liang Chong’s expression didn’t appear urgent, ʏᴇᴛ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴀɴᴅ’ꜱ ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ Qᴜɪᴄᴋᴇɴᴇᴅ. ʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ʀᴇʟᴀx, ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴇᴡ ʜɪꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ, ᴀʟʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴛᴏ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴍᴏᴏᴛʜʟʏ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇ ᴜᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʀᴇɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛ, ꜱᴛʀᴇᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ꜰʟᴇꜱʜ, ᴀʟᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴇɴᴄʟᴏꜱɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴍᴍᴏᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ.
“Liang Chong,” Ning Yiwei looked at Liang Chong’s expressionless face and couldn’t help but ask, “When did you start wanting to do these things with me?”
ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴇᴡ ʜɪꜱ ꜰɪɴɢᴇʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴘ ᴏꜰ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜɪɴɢ ʜɪꜱ ᴍᴏɪꜱᴛ ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ.
“Guess,” Liang Chong replied half-heartedly while ᴏᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ.
ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ꜰᴇʟᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴍᴏꜱᴛʟʏ ɴᴜᴍʙɴᴇꜱꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴜʟʟɴᴇꜱꜱ. ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀꜱ ɪꜰ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ꜰᴜʟʟ, ʏᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇꜰᴜʟʟʏ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ꜱᴜʀᴘᴀꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴍɪᴛ.
Or perhaps like a spring with a smaller elastic coefficient.
In a dazed state, Ning Yiwei remembered the first half of the spring analogy but forgot the second half as ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ʜɪᴍ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴜꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, causing him to lose his focus.
“A long time ago,” ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ ᴘᴀᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱɴ’ᴛ ꜰᴀꜱᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪꜱᴀʀʀᴀʏ. He whispered to Ning Yiwei, “I’ve been thinking about it.”
He lifted Ning Yiwei up, allowing Ning Yiwei’s arms to wrap around his neck. ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ᴇᴀʀʟᴏʙᴇ, ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ, ᴀꜱ ɪꜰ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇꜱꜱɪɴɢ ᴀ ꜱɪɴ, “ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴀᴛɪɴɢ.”
Ning Yiwei’s arms hung limply, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ꜰʟᴜɪᴅ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ᴅʀɪᴇᴅ. ʜɪꜱ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʜᴀʟꜰ-ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ’ᴛ ꜰɪɴᴅ ᴀ ꜰᴏᴄᴀʟ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴀꜱ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴜꜱᴛ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ, ᴄᴀᴜꜱɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴡᴀʏ.
The once orderly and unaffected Ning Yiwei had been disrupted by Liang Chong. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɪɴᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɪʀ ꜱᴋɪɴ, ᴄʟɪɴɢɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ʙᴏɴᴇ, ʙᴏʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴜɴɪᴏɴ. ɪᴛ ᴘʀᴏᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ, ᴛᴏᴏ, ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ ᴄᴀᴘᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴇɴɢᴀɢɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪɴᴛɪᴍᴀᴛᴇ ᴀᴄᴛꜱ, ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʀᴜᴛʜʟᴇꜱꜱʟʏ ᴠɪᴏʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ.
Like a cut-open apple left out for a while, each time ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴘᴇɴᴇᴛʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴅᴇᴇᴘʟʏ, ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴜꜱᴛᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ɪᴛ. ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙʟᴇᴍɪꜱʜᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʟᴜɪᴅꜱ ᴅʀɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴀɴɴᴇʀ, ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴏᴜꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴏᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ.
“I’ll call you in silence and have you read to me while I ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴜʀʙᴀᴛᴇ,” Liang Chong’s voice carried an evil and straightforward tone that made Ning Yiwei lose himself. “But not often, only when I’m drunk.”
He would listen to Ning Yiwei’s voice and imagine fragmented scenes.
Usually, there was a starting point, such as the day Ning Yiwei fell into the mortal realm, his spiritual enlightenment opening up, confessing to Liang Chong that he didn’t like the opposite sex.
Liang Chong would then say, “Ning Yiwei, maybe you’re mistaken. Let me help you confirm if it’s true.”
ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ—ʙᴇᴅʀᴏᴏᴍ, ꜱᴛᴜᴅʏ, ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ʀᴏᴏᴍ—ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ᴠᴜʟɢᴀʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ.
ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴇɢꜱ ꜱᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ɪɴ ᴀɴʏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴇᴛ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴜʀᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴏʀɢᴀꜱᴍ. ʜɪꜱ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏᴠᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀʀᴇᴀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʟɪᴍᴘ, ᴏᴏᴢɪɴɢ ꜰʟᴜɪᴅꜱ. ᴜɴᴅᴇʀɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟᴇ, ᴄʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ, ᴛɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ɢʀɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜰᴜᴛɪʟᴇ. ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴏʟᴅ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ’ꜱ ᴡʀɪꜱᴛꜱ, ᴄʟᴀɪᴍɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴇ.
Sometimes Ning Yiwei thought that Liang Chong’s silence meant he had fallen asleep, taking a break halfway through reading. Liang Chong would then climax to the sound of Ning Yiwei’s breath.
Ning Yiwei was obedient and would wait for a long time, making sure Liang Chong had fallen asleep before hanging up the phone.
This short period of time was important, it was Liang Chong’s time to possess Ning Yiwei.
Sometimes, when Liang Chong was too exhausted, he would have auditory hallucinations, feeling like he heard Ning Yiwei saying “I love you” through the phone.
Saying, “Liang Chong, I’ve given you so many gifts, and I come to your house every day and refuse to leave because I’ve fallen in love with you. I’ve loved you for a very, very long time.”
Saying, “Liang Chong, you’re the most important to me.”
“I will be with you forever, forever, never leave you.”
Ning Yiwei ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴛʜɪɴ ʟᴀʏᴇʀ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴡᴇᴀᴛ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴅʏ, ᴀ ʀᴏꜱʏ ʜᴜᴇ ᴏɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴄʜᴇꜱᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ɴɪᴘᴘʟᴇꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴅ ꜰʀᴜɪᴛꜱ, ᴄᴀꜱᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ.
Liang Chong thought that Ning Yiwei would be afraid and think he was sick, but Ning Yiwei simply stared at Liang Chong absentmindedly for a while, then leaned in to peck Liang Chong’s lips. ɴɪɴɢ ʏɪᴡᴇɪ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏɴɢᴜᴇ ᴘʀᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴꜱᴛ ʟɪᴀɴɢ ᴄʜᴏɴɢ’ꜱ, ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇᴛ ᴋɪꜱꜱ.
After kissing for a moment, Ning Yiwei mumbled to Liang Chong, “We don’t need to be silent anymore from now on.”
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