Chapter 67

Come on, after seeing this, what can I say? Of course, "I'm not going out if you don't want me to." Xiang Mingqi said as he really went in, ignoring Pei Huai's warning.

How come you have such a good figure?

As he leaned in to bite his senior's neck, he thought, even if he had to use animal descriptions, Pei Huai was probably something like an eagle or a leopard. Every inch of his skin was shaped to suit human aesthetics. His back was sunken, his waist was so wild that even a glance could reveal it, not to mention the contours of his body. He was the first person to make Xiang Mingqi feel like even his hair was shimmering.

Pei Huai's eyes darkened slightly, and it was clear from one look that he didn't want to tangle with him any more. When he tried to kiss him, he turned his face away, still squeezing the shampoo in his hand.

"Brother, I want to know why you allowed me to do this to you." Xiang Mingqi couldn't wait to take off his shirt and unbuckle his belt, resting his forehead on his shoulder and asking, "It was the same time in the swimming pool. You kissed me, and it was different from any other time before."

"so?"

"So you are a little special to me, right?"

He turned on the shower and pumped another pump of shampoo. Seeing that he remained silent, Xiang Mingqi wrapped his arms around his waist. With eagerness, he licked his Adam's apple. "I'm different from my cousins, right?"

Pei Huai glanced at him and turned away.

"What about Zhu Zhiyang?" Not getting an answer, he thrust his shoulders forward and took Pei Huai's upper arm, his emotions extremely excited. "Brother, I know there are many stories between you and him. You haven't told me, you're hiding them from me. And..." After a pause, he bit forward, "The man who made you waver."

He gathered a handful of foam between his hair and said, "Ask one by one."

"Okay, then we'll take them one by one. You and Zhu Zhiyang." The male's heavy and violent breathing hit his neck. He was hugged tighter, and his chest muscles were kneaded vigorously. Xiang Mingqi bit his collarbone, trying his best to restrain himself, "Did anything happen?"

"...When I was fourteen, my second uncle owed a loan shark and couldn't pay me back, so he used my personal deed to mortgage me to an auction site. It was the Bangkok Hotel that bought it and asked me to work for them. I was his subordinate, that's all."

"Did you cry then?"

"What?" No one had ever asked such a question. Pei Huai was stunned.

"Did you cry when he chose to betray you for money?"

"You shouldn't care about that."

"Even now, your second uncle keeps betraying you. No matter how much you try to persuade him, he won't learn his lesson. He takes the money, agrees verbally, and then gives in again. He can lose, but if he does, the responsibility will be shifted to you. He's almost sucked your blood dry. Brother, don't you feel wronged?"

"I don't know." He thought for a moment and said, "But when I was fourteen, I felt loved just by a cookie. I didn't know what grievance was."

"Now."

“I feel stupid.”

Xiang Mingqi held him tightly as the water rushed down, the water forming a small column in front of his eyelids, nose and lips. He didn't open his eyes: "Is this regret?"

"Maybe. But I don't care anymore."

"Why?"

"It's fine now."

"Does that mean..." He hugged her tighter, and wouldn't let go even if Pei Huai hung the sprinkler over his head. "Brother, you like being with me."

He didn't get an answer. The warm water moved from his arched back to his right shoulder. Pei Huai raised his left wrist and gently wiped away a stream of foam that flowed down from the top of his head.

The water flowed down from the wrist, passed through the eyelids, and was so heavy that it almost bent the eyelashes.

"Has that enough questions?"

She crossed her arms more tightly behind his waist, leaned her lower abdomen against him, and pressed against him: "Not enough, brother, I think you have hidden too much from me. If I don't ask you one by one, then I will be nothing in your eyes."

"To Mingqi."

"You can dump me at any time. You will brush my hand away like a leaf, treating me like an unwanted mangy dog. Just looking at me makes me feel both sympathetic and disgusted."

"...To Mingqi."

"I stand here, having you and kissing you countless times, but I don't think your heart will ache for me."

"Brother, I can do a lot for you. What do you want? Money? Power? Or someone's life? It doesn't matter. Even if I die for you, it doesn't matter. So what do you want?" He punched the partition, leaned down with a ferocious expression, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth, "Speak!"

Pei Huai no longer called him, but stared at him quietly.

"I don't think you should be afraid."

"Why? Why do you think so, brother? You and Zhu Zhiyang have a past, and so does my cousin, and that man. You and their past didn't even include me. I don't even know where I should stand in your life!"

"Put your fist down."

After repeated clenching and unclenching, he finally pressed his fist against the sunken partition. The mist continued to rise. The sound of dripping water echoed between his breaths.

Almost a quarter of an hour later, when the water droplets fell into the gaps between the tiles and made a splashing sound, Pei Huai finally spoke.

"I told you, you don't have to be jealous of anyone."

"You're always calm." He raised his arms and hugged him tightly, his head still buried in the crook of his neck. "Sometimes I don't know whether I should believe it or not."

"They are them. Different."

He stood up and said, "-- Between you and me, is a past that no one can interfere with."

A moment's delay.

Xiang Mingqi looked in disbelief at the figure that pushed him away and easily escaped from his embrace. He couldn't believe what he heard.

He said it was different.

He said that there is a past between us that cannot be interfered with.

This past was not the years he spent growing up in a Bangkok hotel, nor was it the colors left by the Harbour Office, nor was it the sense of responsibility to lead his children through life and death.

Instead, it is about walking with yourself along the edge of the long river, holding each other's hands, supporting each other, running passionately and having the courage to look back.

A fierce and deep kiss followed, and he didn't leave. Xiang Mingqi, who had caught up with him, pressed him into his arms and kissed him, then pushed him against the partition and continued kissing him. Pei Huai pushed him away and wiped the moisture off his lips: "Aren't you angry?"

"I didn't! I wouldn't dare lose my temper with you, brother. It's all my fault, brother Pei Huai, don't be angry."

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He acted like a spoiled child, but Pei Huai didn't fall for his tricks at all. In desperation, he had no choice but to pinch his senior's thin and well-proportioned waist, squeezing it at the thinnest part.

"...Don't." The voice froze.

"Brother, your waist is indeed your weak spot. It's so sensitive, your thighs become tense when you put a little force on them."

As he spoke, he slid his right arm around him, hooking it around his narrow waist and pulling him into his arms. His hands moved from his collarbone to his pectoral muscles, finally lingering on his waist with an almost obsessive feeling, caressing and savoring the outline of his abdominal muscles.

"Your waist is obviously very strong, but it's very thin. From this perspective, the muscle lines seem very beautiful and powerful."

His hand traced down the midline of his abdominal muscles, which was very sexy, like fine waves. Xiang Mingqi couldn't help but lick his lips, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

When his waist was held and his body was caressed erotically, Pei Huai turned his face away, his lips bitten until they turned pale.

Xiang Mingqi grabbed his waist with both hands and pulled him down, pushing his body up, using the resistance of his senior's back against the door wall to press against his shoulder, and kissed him continuously. Pei Huai twisted his body to break free, but every time he moved, the kiss would fall on the sensitive area of ​​his neck or behind his ear.

"Brother, it's my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you... I will be obedient and do my best. Please don't be angry with me." He pressed Pei Huai's shoulders so that the kiss could land better on the corner of his lips. "Are you comfortable? I hope I didn't hurt you."

"……abnormal."

The embrace was tight, so tight that Pei Huai couldn't even exert any strength. He reached over Xiang Mingqi's shoulder and tried to twist the handle, but was stopped mid-air. "You called me that again. You're so lascivious. Brother, you don't know, every time you called me that, I get so excited."

Noticing that he remained silent again, Xiang Mingqi used her fingers to flatteringly outline his waist: "I'll help you wash your hair. Don't be unhappy."

"roll."

"Wow, you're angry and won't forgive me." Xiang Mingqi maintained the posture of leaning over to kiss, pouted pitifully and said, "I was wrong, brother. I shouldn't have been mean to you for no reason. I was wrong. I will apologize to you. Brother, Brother Pei Huai, we still have a lot to talk about. Talk to me again."

The next second, he pressed his senior against the door panel, held his waist with his hands, and turned his chin to kiss him: "For example, who was that man last time? The one who held you and talked in your ear. Who was he?"

Pei Huai raised his chin and dodged, like a cat being rubbed in the arms of a human, annoyed but unable to escape. He then resorted to ruthless tactics, twisting the other's thigh as he answered, "Isaac, my former boss."

"Ouch, it hurts! Why are you pinching me?"

“…If it hurts, let go.”

"I don't want it, I don't want it. I let go of my brother and you just left without paying any attention to me. Oh, yes, I haven't finished asking. Have you slept with that man?"

"What?"

I pressed my right hand against his abdomen, feeling the slight spasm in his muscles. "I was lying to you, brother. But your body reacted so strongly. I asked him if he was your man and you were shrinking and so stiff."

——喁稀団. As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shouted softly.

Pei Huai frowned, bending his index finger almost to its limit. A pair of dark eyes stared at his face intently.

"Oh, no, no, my brother's stomach is so sensitive, and he has a good figure. It feels so hot when I touch him. Don't open my mouth. I haven't touched you enough."

As if still full of energy to call him a "pervert", Pei Huai bit his lower lip and tried to open his hand. But then he thought better of it and stopped talking, fearing that any sound he made would be interpreted as flirting.

"You said that the person you once loved had his limbs broken and thrown into the sea because he disobeyed your rules. Isaac. He was the one who did it, right? But you never mentioned this name to me. Why did you do that? I guess there's something else going on."

"——So, brother, you lied to me."

Maybe he was asked too much or what, but he didn't answer, his handsome face almost buried in the shadow of his chest and shoulder blades.

Xiang Mingqi was not willing to buy this, so he raised his hands and deliberately rubbed Pei Huai's thighs, then moved forward to kiss him, biting his lips for a short while before releasing them.

He sighed, his expression slightly relaxed. “He sees me as his successor, his work, his trump card, and… his child.”