Chapter 8
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Ye Mu hunched his back and pulled out a cigarette. As he smoked, he thought back to his past, and the more he thought about it, the more heartbreaking it became. He was still in the midst of heartbreak when there was a phone call from the company.
Looking down, it was Liu Yi.
Ye Mu sniffled, adjusted his emotions, and picked up the phone.
“Sister Liu.”
Liu Yi’s voice was a bit anxious, “Ye Mu, are you free now?”
Ye Mu lightly responded, “Uh, yes.”
“Tomorrow, Mr. Chen is going on a business trip. I was going to his apartment today to help him with his luggage, but my child suddenly had a fever, and I can’t go. Can you do me a favor?”
“I don’t know what things he’s going to bring.” Ye Mu said.
“No need. Mr. Chen has already laid out everything he needs to bring on the couch. All you need to do over there is pack and transport the luggage to the airport.”
Ye Mu nodded, “Okay, you can give me his home address.”
“It’s in Flower Garden Block B, Room 520. He’s not at home right now. The key is placed at the bottom of the shoe cabinet right beside the door. You can just take it and go straight in.”
Ye Mu answered, “Okay.”
The voice on the other end of the phone slowed down slightly, “Thank you, Ye Mu.”
“You’re welcome, Sister Liu.”
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–Room 520, Block B, Flower Garden
At 9 pm, the room was dim, with only some moonlight filtering in through the gaps in the curtains.
There was a man lying on the bed.
The black undershirt was rolled up to his ribs, revealing the athletic abdominal muscles, which were slightly undulating at the moment, and the side of his waist was shaped in a v, carving out smooth and masculine lines.
A few drops of sweat flowed down his chest, slowly flowing along the lines of his muscles, and his gasps were magnetically low and stoic.
Chen Mo laid on the soft bed, a pair of white hands continuously making repetitive motions in a certain direction.
He frowned his handsome eyebrows, pursuing instinctive physical pleasure but with troubles that outsiders were unaware of.
Almost every time he was on the verge of reaching that tipping point, something always passed by in a flash, not at all in tune with the constant, exciting, wolf-like, addictive sensation that all the others had.
Fifteen minutes passed, the flexible fingers repeatedly rubbed over the nerves of that sensitive part of the body, and some kind of flood slowly built up, only to suddenly dissipate again.
Chen Mo’s eyebrows knit tighter. He closed his eyes and began to imagine the hot and fiery body of the goddess in his heart, that kind of tantalizing front and back, his fingers rubbing and squeezing as if they were touching the beautiful woman’s plump breasts, imagining that a blonde threw a wink at him and licked him with the tip of her tongue there.
The extinguished spark was rekindled at this time.
Chen Mo’s narrow eyes were half-narrowed, his pursed thin lips outlined a sharp arc, and his handsome face was slightly hostile. He clenched his teeth fiercely, and some kind of ineffable sensation converged at a certain peak.
Someone seemed to have entered the apartment, but his room door was locked, and there was nothing to worry about.
Chen Mo continued to close his eyes, concentrating on the intense and tantalizing buildup.
Da da da, the man walked around and around the living room.
Chen Mo tsked, upset that his focus was distracted a bit.
Da da, the man still walked around and around.
Chen Mo was restless and hot, just wanting to solve it quickly. Under his hand, he rubbed and didn’t control his strength and released in an unprepared state. And the release has no feeling whatsoever, as monotonous and uninteresting as plain water.
“Sh*t!”
He cursed in a low voice, got up with vigor, put on a black undershirt, and walked out furiously to open the door to his room.
Ye Mu was organizing some luggage on the sofa when the door was the door was opened with a clang, only to see Chen Mo’s sunken, handsome face. With both hands folded over his chest and his back leaning against the door, his eyes were half-narrowed as he stared at himself with an extremely irritated expression.
“Mr. Chen,” he unconsciously stood up straight, somewhat restrained.
When Chen Mo saw that it was him, his dark quiet eyes narrowed even tighter, “Why are you here?”
Ye Mu said, “Sister Liu had a temporary problem and asked me to fill in.”
After saying that, he looked up at Chen Mo, and by the light of the moon, he could see the man across from him.
The black undershirt was wet with sweat and clung to his body. The two bumps on his chest were exposed in his silhouette. With his chest undulating recklessly, he was unable to hide his sexy flavor in his lazy and cold temperament, and he was radiating strong male hormones all over.
Ye Mu was naturally bent and when he saw this provocative scene, his body could not help but tighten.
Chen Mo stood there arrogantly and sharply and just watched as Ye Mu slowly stood up.
After a long silence, he finally released a word from between his teeth.
“F*ck!”
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