Chapter 68 Don't be afraid, just go

After Pei Lang escaped, Yan Han sat alone at the dining table. Everything seemed so dreamy and unreal.

He rethought what had just happened in his mind. Well, Pei Lang said he liked him, so they were like-minded. Thinking of this, the innocent old man Yan Han blushed and smiled. It turned out that those books were really useful. Yan Han once threatened to sue those unreliable authors, but now he wanted to thank them in person.

But, something was wrong. He remembered that in the novel, they had to kiss after expressing their feelings to each other. Could it be that he remembered it wrong? No, no, no, it was impossible. He had always had a good memory. How could he have remembered something so important wrong?

In order to prove that his memory was correct, Yan Han went upstairs to the study with a serious expression, found the book in his memory from the hidden bookshelf, turned to the chapter where the protagonist expressed his feelings, and began to read it carefully.

After confirming that the protagonists had a kissing sequence, Yan Han finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He said he was not mistaken.

He took out a pen from the pen holder, outlined the words describing the protagonists kissing, and went downstairs to find Pei Lang with the book in his arms.

Pei Lang, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground, hadn't calmed down yet. When he heard the knock on the door, his heart suddenly rose to his throat. He knew who was outside the door, but he still pretended to ask. "Who... who?"

"It's me." Yan Han replied and knocked on the door again.

Unable to escape, Pei Lang stood up by the door, straightened his clothes and expression, and then opened the door. Yan Han was in a good mood, the coldness in his eyes melted a lot, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. This made him happier than his successful business.

"Why were you running just now?" Yan Han asked.

I also want to know why I ran! Pei Lang coughed lightly and returned. "I remembered something important."

Yan Han didn't doubt the truth of this sentence. "Is the matter settled?"

"Uh... yeah." Pei Lang nodded and stepped aside. Yan Han came in, opened the book, and held the outlined text in front of Pei Lang.

The book was almost touching his face. Pei Lang was a little confused. He took a step back and read it seriously. The more he read, the more he felt something was wrong. Pei Lang guessed that Yan Han brought this book to teach people how to kiss?

He glanced at Yan Han in confusion and found that he was staring at the prey in front of him like a hungry tiger for more than 30 years. This look really scared Pei Lang, and his heartbeat, which had just calmed down a little, began to beat uncomfortably again.

"The book says we should kiss next." Yan Han said seriously.

Pei Lang wanted to pack up these messy books and throw them away. A dignified boss had to learn about love from melodramatic wife literature. Isn't he afraid of being embarrassed if he says he won't go?

"Since I've agreed to have a relationship with you, can you please stop reading these books in the future?" No, it's not just about having a relationship, it's clearly about skipping the relationship and getting married directly.

"Oh~" Yan Han obediently threw the book aside and raised his head slightly to meet Pei Lang's eyes. "Then can we start kissing?"

Pei Lang shivered, and Yan Han's inner world was blushing enough to fry an egg. He was too innocent to be a man in his thirties. He gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. Don't be afraid, just go for it. Who knows who is shy? It's not like he hasn't kissed someone before in acting. What is there to be afraid of? He wants to see when this man will fail.

It was just that Yan Han had a problem with his legs, so Pei Lang had to take the initiative.

Even though I told her not to be scared, when he bent down and his lips slowly moved closer, I was still so nervous that my breathing slowed down. He gave me a quick, light kiss and then pulled back.

It was so fast that Yan Han didn't even get a taste of it, only a momentary soft touch. The innocent man was ignited, and the desire that had been suppressed for decades burst out completely. There was no shame in it anymore, he just wanted to tear the person into his stomach.

Grabbing his wrist and pulling him, Pei Lang lost his footing and was about to fall. At the critical moment, he sat on Yan Han's legs with his legs apart, resting his legs on both sides of the wheelchair handles. Now that the two of them were almost the same height, he could feel the desire in Yan Han's eyes even more.

"Not enough, I want more!" He held Pei Lang's lower back with one hand and the back of his neck with the other, pressing him to his chest and kissing him domineeringly.

"Hmm..."

The wonderful feeling at the moment of the kiss made him lose his mind. Yan Han was not skilled in the technique and only knew to follow his inner desire. He bit Pei Lang's soft lips with rapid breathing, and took advantage of Pei Lang's soft and relaxed body to break through the gate, and his tongue went in and plundered and swept inside.

It wasn't because of his great skills, but because they were really close, Pei Lang could smell Yan Han's natural scent, which was domineering and top-notch, with a hint of tenderness and caution. This scent was like an explosion of hormones that kept drilling into the nose, making people addicted and excited. Just a simple kiss made Pei Lang's body go soft, and his arms actively climbed up Yan Han's neck. The two of them chased each other with their tongues, guiding and exploring each other, and soon they were both infatuated with this kiss.

The kiss was long, and Pei Lang's eyes were filled with spring water, which was very charming. His face was full of innocence, and Yan Han's eyes were filled with desire. He took advantage of Pei Lang's distraction to drive the wheelchair and push him against the wall. Pei Lang was sandwiched between the wall and Yan Han, with his legs on both sides of the wheelchair, completely unable to move, and looked like he was at the mercy of others.

Pei Lang could clearly feel something hitting him, and gradually came back to his senses, realizing that it was Yan Han's expression of arousal, and he was no exception.

"Help me." Yan Han's eyes were full of aggression when he said this, but his tone was aggrieved. He didn't know how to solve this kind of thing, and he had someone more important to him than Pei Lang to help him.

"I..." What are you doing? It seems like I'm good at it. Pei Lang complained. Seeing Yan Han was feeling uncomfortable, he couldn't bear to refuse. "Then you can help me too. You can do whatever I do. Is that okay?"

"Okay." As soon as the words fell, Yan Han couldn't wait to unbutton Pei Lang's pants. Pei Lang's hands trembled as he touched the belt of Yan Han's suit pants and unbuttoned it with a click.

They pressed together, kissing and helping each other, their heavy breathing echoed in the room. The villa was very quiet, and the breathing by the ears was the sound of the whole world. Pei Lang fell deeper and deeper unconsciously, and his whole body and mind were thrown into it.

After finishing, Yan Han was still not satisfied. Pei Lang's legs were trembling and numb. It would be strange if they were not numb after being on the hard wheelchair for such a long time. Yan Han let him sit in his arms with a distressed look, and went to the bathroom to take a shower and change into clean clothes.

"Move into the same room with me." Pei Lang lay exhausted on the sofa while Yan Han massaged his legs.

"Forget it. The upstairs and downstairs are not far away. It's fine to stay the same as before." I have always slept in Yan Han's bedroom anyway. There is no need to move around. It's troublesome.

"We like each other and we're married, so naturally we have to live together. Or do you think it doesn't count without the actual relationship? In that case, we can give it a try tonight." Yan Han had almost finished the massage, and Pei Lang watched him leave and move a box from the closet. Inside was a bunch of little props for gay sex, and a comic book.

I don't know when it was prepared.

The comic book was a tutorial on various poses. Yan Han searched for it and finally found one. He forced Pei Lang to study it with him. "Let's do this one."

That was the posture of a woman, and Pei Lang needed to take the initiative on top.

"Don't want this!" Pei Lang covered his face and refused.

What the hell! How many messed up books have you read behind my back?

Pei Lang roared in his heart! His rejection was deafening, and Yan Han suddenly became sad, drooping his head, feeling extremely aggrieved. Well, his grievance was not as obvious as in his inner world, but it was hard to ignore. The grievance of a mature man was even more distressing.

Yan Han was always cold in the three-dimensional world and rarely showed any signs of being wronged or sad. The reason he was like this today was because he trusted Pei Lang enough that he let his inner thoughts slip a little.

"My legs are inconvenient and this is the only position that suits us. I am too useless to let you take the initiative in this matter. You can't get what other men enjoy from me. You have the right to reject me." At this point, Yan Han sighed, and the feeling of tightness and oppression in his chest did not get relieved. Then he sighed several times. "I was too impatient. I liked you for too long. I thought that after we fell in love, I could naturally put my own stamp on you. I have lost too much in my life and I am used to it. Langlang, I am not afraid of waiting, but you must be mine."

Oh my God, this was the first time Yan Han said so many words in one breath. Pei Lang was shocked and distressed. He almost couldn't help but sit up and hug this man to comfort him.

But……

Why do I feel like he's pretending to be pitiful? Why is his words so sarcastic?

No, his disabled legs have always been a pain for him. He was once humiliated by Yan Xiuyuan and felt inhumane. If I refused at this juncture, wouldn't that just confirm Yan Xiuyuan's humiliation?

Pei Lang felt distressed and explained, "It's not impossible. You know my legs hurt. This position is very tiring and it hurts my legs. It won't work tonight. We can do it another day."

Yan Han was not stupid. Pei Lang had compromised. He was reluctant to let others suffer too much. Since he couldn't do it, he would change to something else. "Do you know why I suddenly let you sleep in my room?"

"Isn't it just to make it easier for me to massage your legs?" Is there something else going on? Pei Lang was surprised.

"I suffer from insomnia and nightmares for years. I can only sleep well when you are by my side. Massage is only secondary." Yan Han took the initiative to confess. This was very metaphysical, but Pei Lang believed it.

"So how did you spend your time while I was filming?"

"I can sleep by watching the videos the director gave me, but I can't sleep soundly with you by my side."

Pei Lang felt even more distressed. However, Yan Han asked Director Jin for the video not just to help him sleep, but because he really missed him. "So, move in with me, okay?"

"Of course you can, but are you treating me as a sleeping aid?" Pei Lang suddenly reacted, grasped the key point, and stepped on Yan Han's tail.

"If I like you, I will feel more at ease around you and sleep more soundly."

This explanation was satisfactory. Anyway, I was sure that Yan Han really liked me, and the rest was tangled. This golden finger was still useful. "Move! Move today!"