90 6.14 (1/2)
In reality, Chen Yu didn't really mind the little tricks and schemes that the twins had pulled, since he felt that he'd gotten a rather unexpectedly fresh experience out of it. Of course, it also helped that although juggling two of them had predictably proven quite tiring, ultimately the highs had proven worth the suffering. So he wasn't truly against repeating this interesting play.
But that didn't mean that he could allow these perverts to get a big head. Who knew what these animals would do to this body if he didn't train them properly? Thus, once he'd lounged around for a while, he 'woke up' and squeezed out some tears, then furiously scrubbed his wet cheeks before raising his head, crying, ”Hate, hate...”
The two men, who'd been prepared to affectionately greet the sleepy youth, paled at their shizhi's watery words. Hearts constricting in panic, they anxiously hovered on either side of him and raced through various possibilities in their minds. What could have happened? Ning He hadn't seemed to dislike being with them, he'd even clung to them so cutely in the end. So what could have changed? Could he have somehow discovered that they hadn't stopped immediately when he'd fallen unconscious? Or had he detected the way they'd lingered before dressing him? Or maybe he'd realized what they'd been starting to do just now?
Exchanging guilty glances yet unable to pinpoint exactly which point had angered the boy, they nervously paced around the small figure, hesitating to speak lest they aggravated him further. Finally, however, Moqi Baihui plucked up his courage. While crouching down to try to meet the youth's eyes, he tentatively apologized, ”En, shizhi, sorry. We were too excited, did we tire you out? Are you still sore?”
Having grasped the approach to take, Moqi Lirong took the cue and knelt on the other side, then cooperatively spoke as if confident that that was the sole charge Ning He could level at them. ”That's right, you're so small, shizhi. It must have hurt. I promise, next time we'll prepare you better.”
Despite his amazement at the man's shamelessness in assuming that there would even be a 'next time,' Chen Yu immediately jumped up and pointed his finger at the two men in turn, fiercely stuttering, ”S-s-sore, s-small, th-this young m-master isn't—” But he couldn't finish his sentence due to his wobbling legs which lost strength at a timely moment, so that he buckled toward the ground.
Naturally, the twins didn't miss this chance to slither close to the boy. Wrapping around the trembling waist on both sides, they blathered soothing nonsense like ”Don't be mad, shizhi, of course you're right” and ”We were mistaken, everything's our fault,” then briefly struggled over who would get to hold him, glaring at each other behind the youth's back. But as soon as they noticed that Ning He was about to throw them both off, Chen Yu swiftly ended up being seated sideways on Moqi Lirong's lap, his legs affectionately laid across Moqi Baihui's thighs. Due to the glimmer of light in their hearts which had brightened from this opportunity, the brothers rushed to caress him, hoping that they could use pleasure to coax him into forgiving them for whatever they'd done.
Unfortunately, Chen Yu's thirst had already been sated. So, disregarding their intimate arrangement entirely, he continued his act, drooping his head down and crossing his arms defiantly. And as a result of his unhappy appearance, both of the grand peak masters stationed on either end of his body, who'd been shifting back and forth to meet his line of sight to no avail, put on identically entreating looks and timidly withdrew their probing claws. Narrowing his eyes at their sensible retreat, Chen Yu didn't hide his sneer. Hng, let's see what these fools came up with ah.
As he'd predicted, the remorseful men wracked their brains and rapidly pulled out everything they imagined might appease this poor child. Among their parade of offerings, the first which he took note of was a proposal for one of them to apply some more medicine to his tender rear while the other massaged him; the second was the corpse-like body of Wenren ShiShi, which an enlightened-looking Moqi Lirong had dashed off and dragged back as if he was some animal proudly deliveringprey to court its mate; and, apparently due to Moqi Baihui's clever brain at last kicking in, the third was the spread of sweets the brothers had bought in Liu An City and stored in their spatial rings for him. At that, Ning He finally reacted.
Curling the corners of his lips as he opened them in order to accept the pastry that Moqi Baihui was hopefully swirling in front of his mouth, Chen Yu mused. His lover truly didn't disappoint him ah. In all their lives together, he'd never failed to amuse him. Nonetheless, this array of desserts was almost certainly the best item to choose if he didn't want to encourage bad habits. While the other presents were intriguing, they were risky—and if he dragged this out and forced those brains to devise other options, these perverts would likely spit out more and more bizarre ideas.
With this decision, he unconsciously sucked on the white twin's fingers for the traces of sugar left on them and shifted his hips restlessly on the black twin's crotch, all the while glaring at them with his cheeks still bulging with food. A beat later, once he'd swallowed enough to speak articulately, he banged his fists against their chests. ”Y-you! D-dared to do s-such an em-em-embarrassing thing to m-me when I t-told you to st-stop! P-putting th-that kind of th-thing inside m-me, this young m-master is a m-man!”