Chapter 1 Part2 (1/2)

Notes:

If you have read ”Trailer” before this is posted, please go back as it's been edited!

This is the leftover part of chapter 1 after the trailer, so it's pretty short. When I posted the trailer part impulsively, that was the only thing I had and I didn't plan too much for this novel...so there won't be a guaranteed release schedule...m(-_-)m

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The warmth and tranquility in the room induced drowsiness, but hearing the clear sound of Duan Heng breathing, Qian Si gradually lost the urge to sleep. He decided he had had enough of bathing, so he just stood up and stepped out of the pool. The man on the opposite side followed suit, saying, ”Master Si, let me do it.”

This time, Duan Heng meant things like holding the towel, drying the body, and helping his patron to put on clean clothes. Considering his status today, such services were unnecessary, nevertheless, there would never be too much effort when trying to please.

Duan Heng was a smart man. In this world, all that want a quick success are in the same boat - they need to humble themselves and please the deserving ones whenever and wherever it's needed. Qiao Si thought. This kid didn't triumph for no reason.

Qiao Si allowed Duan Heng to serve as the man wished and, once the robe was put on his shoulders, he went back to the room, albeit with a bit tightened chest.

The medicated bath was very refres.h.i.+ng, a bit too much so, in fact. Having had his entire body touched and stroked, even though it had been through a towel, he found it hard not to feel anything.

Ultimately, he was not a man that would restrain himself. Duan Heng was there, standing right in front of him, watching with black eyes that shone like lacquer. The actor was a very handsome man, after all, he couldn't be overly choosy.

He signaled Duan Heng and ordered, ”Serve with your mouth.”

Duan Heng didn't hesitate even for a moment before kneeling down and disrobing his patron. He grasped Qiao Si's hips and buried his face in.

Since he had never partaken in his protegee before, Qiao Si didn't know this man had such wonderful skills. It was like he could suck a man's soul out. Qiao Si's legs gradually lost the strength to stand strong, so Duan Heng skilfully and considerately raised him up and laid him on the bed never interrupting the act.

Qiao Si was not unfamiliar with such fervent service, so he let himself submerge into the enjoyment. Panting, he inserted his fingers in the black hair of his protegee, stroking and feeling the texture.

The man's tongue and lips were pa.s.sionate and skillful, nearly making Qian Si completely melt, though he was a touch too aggressive — manipulating Qian Si's desire, rather than satisfying it.

Duan Heng didn't stop after successfully putting Qiao Si past the climax, he lifted the older man's legs, and kissed down from the front, nibbling the inner thigh.