Yan Shengzhou was abruptly woken up by his slap, and Yi Mu's slap was about to fall again, but he restrained it.
A gust of wind blew across his face, and Yan Shengzhou's expression hardened. He rolled over and pinned Yi Mu beneath him.
Before he could even press Yi Mu for details about where he had put his mask, Yi Mu had already expertly hooked his leg around his waist and leaned down to kiss him.
The little fox was completely shameless, its movements as passionate as fire, clinging to Yan Shengzhou's neck and pulling him down.
Yan Shengzhou wasn't exactly a refined gentleman. If he didn't resist the advances of this beautiful woman, he wouldn't be a real man.
The two rolled around on the bed, and in no time, they were naked.
Yi Mu was overly enthusiastic, mainly because he hadn't seen Yan Shengchao for almost two months, and he missed him not only in his heart but also physically.
Yan Shengzhou kissed his neck, then reached down and suddenly touched cold metal—his mask.
He woke up with a start and got off Yimu.
Yi Mu's hand was still on his shoulder. When he moved, the hand fell down, and Yi Mu woke up.
He felt that what he should do now was not to reminisce with Yan Shengchao in bed, but to ask him why he wore a mask to deceive him.
"Yan Shengchao, what do you mean?"
With his upper body bare, Yi Mu asked the question with a mixture of grievance and indignation.
It was one thing for Yan Shengchao to leave without a word back then, but when they met again later, Yi Mu recognized him, yet Yan Shengchao refused to acknowledge it.
Yi Mu suddenly remembered that Yan Sheng had mentioned that Yan Shengchao had gone home to get married.
Thinking of this, he took Yan Shengzhou's hand, looked at his left hand and then his right hand; there was no wedding ring.
Yan Sheng lied to him too!
The two of them, superior and subordinate, were truly ridiculous. Yi Mu angrily shook off Yan Shengzhou's hand, got dressed, and got out of bed.
Yan Shengzhou stared at him without saying a word until Yi Mu put on his shoes and got out of bed, at which point he finally spoke.
"My name is Yan Shengzhou."
Yi Mu finally heard him speak, but it was a meaningless remark.
He turned his head angrily: "Of course I know you're Yan Shengchao! Even if you're tired of me, you should at least give me a reason. I won't bother with you at all."
He was blinded by anger and didn't pay any attention to what Yan Shengzhou was saying.
Yan Shengzhou put on his pants and walked up to him.
His face without the mask was exactly the same as Yan Shengchao's, even his dimples were identical.
He raised his hand to wipe away the tears welling up in Yi Mu's eyes, lowered his head, and kissed the little fox's ruffled lips, repeating, "My name is Yan Shengzhou, Zhou as in boat."
Lost in his tenderness, Yi Mu belatedly murmured his name, "Yan Sheng... Zhou?"
Silly fox, Yan Shengzhou lowered his head and kissed those lips that had been tempting him for so long.
Yi Mu was a little stunned. Looking at those eyes up close, even the pupil color was the same as before. How could it not be Yan Shengchao?
But they really are different.
Yan Shengchao's kisses were always gentle and deep, taking Yi Mu's feelings into consideration and leading him to succumb to their allure, rather than this kind of highly technical lingering.
Yi Mu regained consciousness and forcefully pushed away the man who had the exact same face as Yan Shengchao.
"You are not Yan Shengchao." He wiped his mouth vigorously.
Yan Shengzhou smiled and said, "I seem to have been saying all along that I am not Yan Shengchao."
Yi Mu was furious, but he was in the wrong and had no reason to complain.
He frowned and asked Yan Shengzhou, "What is your relationship with Yan Shengchao?"
This matter is a secret, and no one else knows about it except for a few elders of the Xuanmen sect, but Yan Shengzhou felt that it wouldn't be a big deal to tell this little fox.
"Yan Shengchao is my older brother; he was born two minutes before me."
Just two minutes away, he became that masked, reclusive figure.
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