Chapter 57: A Love Confession of He Zheng (2/2)

'Li Zong is being unduly good to me.

Why is he doing this?'

Though Li Zong had already shown affection to him once, He Zheng still couldn't help but intend to confirm it on this occasion.

He calmly spoke.

”Li Zong.”

”Um?”

”Are you serious?” He Zheng shook his palm. There was a ring around his ring finger. It was put on rather casually that day, but at this moment, reflecting the lamplight, it looked beautiful.

However, in Li Zong's eyes, He Zheng's unperturbed face when he asked this question was even more beautiful.

His eyes were sparkling, his countenance rather white-skinned and attractive.

Li Zong's heart slightly lurched. Without saying anything, he held He Zheng's hand somewhat forcibly, their fingers crossed tight. He conveyed all he wanted to say with his stare at He Zheng.

”Yeah.”

This reply instantly brought He Zheng's heart fluttering violently and he abruptly dissolved into laughter.

In the night sky hung the bright moon amid a sea of stars. Rays of the incandescent lamp mingled with starlight were shed over He Zheng. To the noises from the street, delight welled up inside him, his heart hammering madly. He uncontrollably raised a big smile on his well-featured face.

He abruptly flung himself onto Li Zong, pressed him down onto the sofa and kissed him on the lips skillfully. Soon, their tongues and lips tangled up. He propped himself up on his hands, looked down at Li Zong and blurted, ”I'm also serious about this. From this moment on, I'm also serious.”

The look in Li Zong's eyes grew deeper, but He Zheng smiled even more happily. He bit Li Zong's lips hard, his breathing getting heavier.

It had never crossed Li Zong's mind that He Zheng would suddenly become so ardent. Under the passionate kiss, his sobriety was dissolving quickly. When He Zheng's hand moved to his belt, Li Zong reached out his hand and stopped him. In a slightly husky voice, he said, ”Tonight is not the right time.”

”Um?” He Zheng frowned, propped himself up on his hands and impatiently looked at him.

”We didn't make any preparations. You'll feel uncomfortable tomorrow morning if we do this,” Li Zong said into He Zheng's ears after pinching He Zheng's crimson ear lobes, his voice hoarse with desire.

For some reason, He Zheng, who had always been thick-skinned, instantly flushed so scarlet that it seemed as if blood was about to ooze out of his cheeks. He gave a cough and, in fidgetiness, reached into Li Zong's clothes.

”Then we use hands.” He Zheng had had enough of sexual repression. In the past, when he had been with previous partners, he had seldom had sex with them. Most of the time, they had used hands to give him sexual pleasure. He Zheng had moved into Li Zong's apartment for quite some time and, as a young man with normal sexual needs, he had been suffering from sexual repression all along.

Li Zong, in resignation, shifted his position and carried He Zheng in his arms. He Zheng's back was against Li Zong's attractively muscular chest, and a certain body part of Li Zong's was pressed against He Zheng from behind. He Zheng's scalp tingled and he had a somewhat weird feeling, but he was not afraid.

The way Li Zong was using his hand was just like the way he did all other things –calm but inexplicably possessive. He Zheng nearly blacked out due to the overwhelmingly intense pleasure and was even reduced to tears.

As a man who valued courtesy and reciprocity, He Zheng returned the favor doing the same thing for Li Zong.

Eventually, the two of them lay on the sofa, gasping for breath. None of them said anything, but Li Zong had He Zheng in his arms all along.

Face against Li Zong's chest, heart fluttering, He Zheng looked at Li Zong's face by lamplight. He was prominent-nosed, deep-eyed and all his features were sharply contoured. Seen from whatever angle, he was He Zheng's favorite type.

He felt that he ought to have met this man earlier.

And he wished he had known the legendary Li Zong earlier.