Chapter 7 - First Kiss Gone (1/2)
Chapter 7: First Kiss Gone
Translator: Léon
Shi Chen could do nothing but go over to him while Qing Bo had made it this clear to him. Dragging the quit forward together with him, Chen returned to his original place and looked up at him. With a closer look, it wouldn’t be hard to find that Chen’s pupils were not in pure black but in deep blue. Almost no one could hold himself together quite well when encountering such innocent eyes and impeccably handsome face of Chen.
When they just got married, Qing Bo saw many of such expression on Ke Zhen’s face. Ke Zhen always played innocent or weak with him, and often did childish and ridiculous things to try to attract his attention. But Bo knew too well what an ugly soul was hidden under his beauty, so he never paid attention to it.
But after Chen woke up from a coma due to a car accident, Bo found that he had changed a lot. His beauty remained, but the soul in it seemed to have gone through a fundamental change.
Eyes were the window of soul, and he could tell many differences from Chen’s.
Bo reached out and stroked Chen’s face.
Chen sat there quietly and let him touch it. He didn’t open his mouth before Bo had enough of it. “Am I good-looking?”
“Yes.”
Chen blinked his eyes, “Then can you not fire for the sake of my beauty?”
Bo said, “You were right.”
Chen replied, “What did I say?”
Bo answered, “We old men are just so oversexed.”
Chen was so speechless, “Can I apologize for my words just now?”
“Too late.” Bo said plainly. “I’ve got hard.”
As long as he didn’t fuck him, it would just be alright. Chen took a deep breath, “Then I, could I use my hands?”
Qing Bo reached for Chen’s chin and pinched it, with his fingers gently across Chen’s soft lips.
“Mouth.”
Chen could not understand why this old man could do it so long every time, and was quite curious to know under what circumstances he would have premature ejaculation.
Would he have premature ejaculation?
Chen rubbed both sides of his sore cheeks, took a look at the closed bathroom door, and secretly made up his mind to let him have premature ejaculation for once before they got divorced!
“Old man, we’ll just wait and see!”
The old man came out after taking a bath and patted on Chen’s head, “Go and have a bath.” When Chen got up, he patted him on his ass again. “Sleep with me tonight.”
“What?” Chen was petrified.
“Sleep with me from now on.” Bo held Chen’s waist gently. “We’re married, yeah?”
Chen angrily slapped his hand away. “You’re on it! Do you want to do this every night? I’m telling you, there’s no way!”
“I didn’t mean it, but if you want, I don’t mind doing that every night.” Bo smiled at him. “Don’t want to take a bath? Then take your pants off and have another shot …”
“People like you will play yourself to death sooner or later!” Chen stepped on his toes and instantly rushed into the bathroom.
Chen stayed intentionally in the bathroom for nearly an hour, presuming that Qing Bo would now be already asleep. But when he went out, he saw that he looked very high-spirited, was reading in bed and showed no trace of tiredness.
Chen was so angry at this scene that he kept rolling his eyes. The old man should be still so high-spirited after a day of work!
It couldn’t be more irritating!
“It really takes you a long time to have a bath.” Bo put down the book in his hand and waved to Chen, “Come here.”
Chen looked down checking on his clothes and fastened the belt of his bathrobe. Then he reluctantly stepped forward and said, “Why are you still not sleeping?”
Bo noticed his little acts and directly hugged him into his arms, holding back his laugh, “Waiting for you.”
“I want to play some more computer games.” The old man was just too fond of taking advantage of others. Chen restrained himself from rolling his eyes. “You still have to go to work tomorrow. Have an early sleep.”
“Still wanna play computer games? All right, give me a kiss and I’ll allow you.”
Chen quickly pecked him on the cheek, and got out of bed, intending to run. But Qing Bo grasped his hand, and pulled him back, “Who asks you to kiss the face?”
Chen straightforwardly gave him another kiss on the forehead.
“Neither on the forehead.”
Chen was annoyed, “Do you want me to kiss on your lips? Don’t push your luck! My first …”
Seeing Chen suddenly stopped talking, Qing Bo raised his eyebrows and asked, “Your what?”
“My middle school desk mate once told me a kiss on the forehead showed the kisser’s concern and love, and also respect …”
“Shit, I just can’t make the fucking of it up anymore.”
Chen gritted his teeth, “So annoying. Give it back to me if you don’t want!”
“All right, give it back to you.”
Finishing his words, Bo kissed on Chen.
Chen couldn’t be more annoyed! He not only lost his first kiss but let Qing Bo touch all over his body last night! His eyes were a little swollen when he woke up this morning. He must have cried for it in dream.