The man in front of her had a powerful aura, and judging from his actions, he possessively held the little devil in his arms.
Before the end of the world, this woman was a madam in a high-class club, an expert in matters of love and sex.
Looking at their actions and the ambiguous atmosphere surrounding them, what else is there to misunderstand?
She shook her head regretfully: "What a pity, I was hoping to play with the handsome young man a bit, if you don't mind a threesome..."
Xiang Qing's face darkened. He grabbed Yi Mu's wrist and turned to leave, showing her through his actions that he minded very much!
Yi Mu followed Xiang Qing out of the crowded washroom. He looked up at the man in front of him, at his broad back.
Back in prison, he always looked at Xiang Qing like this, his eyes filled with admiration.
Yi Mu used to think that Xiang Qing was the most magnificent man in the world.
He had strong pectoral muscles and a broad back; he was tall and imposing, as if no difficulty could defeat him.
Later, he grew from a boy into a man and stopped blindly worshipping this man. However, he was taken into the laboratory and was unable to see this man properly from a man's perspective.
Yi Mu once naively thought that Xiang Qing was ten years older than him, and that when Xiang Qing got old, he might have to earn money to support him.
Perhaps one day in the future, it will be his turn to protect Xiang Qing.
But he didn't live to see that day; they broke up.
Xiang Qing's steps never stopped, and Yi Mu had no idea where he was taking him.
He did not call out to Xiang Qing.
Along the way, they never found a chance to talk, and even when they were alone, they didn't know what to say.
There was an invisible membrane between them; even face to face, they couldn't see each other clearly and couldn't be honest with each other.
Yi Mu was filled with anticipation, hoping that Xiang Qing would swallow his pride and take the initiative. He thought that if Xiang Qing did take the initiative, the fragile layer of ice in Yi Mu's heart would shatter instantly.
The Grand League was full of surveillance cameras. Xiang Qing led Yi Mu, walking in the cool morning air, toward the easternmost cornfield.
Precious and delicate fruits and vegetables are grown indoors, while crops that are more resistant to climate are grown in open fields.
Only in this cornfield were there no surveillance cameras installed.
The cornfield stretched for several acres, and the tall stalks quickly swallowed up even someone as tall as Xiang Qing.
As Xiang Qing walked ahead, the sharp leaf stalks did not scratch Yi Mu's skin.
As the sun rose higher, beads of sweat appeared on Yimu's forehead, and his once-clean body became sticky with sweat.
He wasn't a strength-type superhuman, and his stamina was gradually wearing him down. He opened his mouth, wanting to call out to Xiang Qing.
Xiang Qing suddenly stopped, and Yi Mu, caught off guard, bumped into his back.
Xiang Qing turned around and released Yi Mu's hand.
Yi Mu rubbed his sore nose and looked up at him.
Xiang Qing lowered her head, and her gentle gaze startled Yi Mu, who was almost instantly reminded of the past.
Xiang Qing used to see him that way too; he even called him his little darling and sweetheart.
Xiang Qing raised her hand, touched Yi Mu's face, and gently stroked it.
Feeling the rough touch between his fingertips on his fair skin, the familiar rhythm brought tears to Yi Mu's eyes.
He missed Xiang Qing from the past so much that he was going crazy, and he would call out his name even during sex.
He was lying to himself. He didn't hate Xiang Qing for not coming to save him; he resented Xiang Qing for disappearing for so long without coming to find him.
Yi Mu hooked his arm around Xiang Qing's neck, making him lower his head, then leaned in and kissed the lips he had longed for for so long.
He bit down hard, and Xiang Qing winced in pain, but he opened his mouth indulgently, letting his little darling, who was in so much pain, vent his frustration, and he enjoyed it immensely.
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