Yan Shengchao placed Yi Mu on the bed, first using a cleansing technique to remove the grass clippings and mud from Yi Mu's body, then removing his white robe and pressing down on him.
For more than three years, not a single day has passed since Yi Mu stopped thinking about this man, missing his gentle eyes and his wild movements in bed.
But at this moment, facing this person, he suddenly felt fear from the bottom of his heart.
Yan Shengchao was his lover, and also like an older brother to him, and took care of him like a father.
He is a significant figure in Yi Mu's life so far. He is gentle, considerate, steady, and dotes on Yi Mu to the core.
But that was all in the past. Now, the man pressing down on him was filled with gloom, his eyes were bloodshot, and his jawline was taut. The gentleness he had been feigning all along crumbled at this moment.
Yan Shengchao used one hand to unbutton Yi Mu's shirt, one button at a time.
Yi Mu felt like meat on a chopping board; he had never been so afraid of Yan Shengchao.
After all the buttons were undone, Yi Mu grasped Yan Shengchao's hand and looked at his lover with gentle eyes.
"Yan Shengchao, please don't be angry, okay?"
Yan Shengchao took a deep breath, as if suppressing his anger, and forced a smile. "Have you forgotten what you're supposed to call me?"
Yi Mu's ears turned red, and he twisted his fingers into a pretzel, whispering, "Ah Chao."
Before he could finish speaking, the man's lips were already pressed against his. The refreshing mint scent, slightly cool, wafted into his nose, as alluring as ever.
Yi Mu wrapped her arms around his neck tenderly, eagerly trying to please Yan Shengchao, hoping that he wouldn't let anger cloud his judgment.
He's still too naive. Imagine any man who gets cheated on, he can remain calm, unless he doesn't love that person.
Yan Shengchao loved Yi Mu to the core.
If he could harden his heart, he would swallow Imu whole and merge it with himself.
But he couldn't bear to part with him, so he spoiled Yi Mu, pampering him to the extreme.
He had only been gone for a little over six months, and the flower he had carefully nurtured had been stolen by his own younger brother. How could he not be furious?
He couldn't kill Yan Shengzhou, but he would never let him get away with it.
And Yimu, that little rascal who was easily kidnapped, should also receive the punishment he deserves.
Slender fingers moved down the edge of the pants, and Yan Shengchao pressed down on Yi Mu's struggling body, sealed his mouth with a kiss, and took off his pants.
It hurt so much that the color drained from my face little by little.
Although Yan Shengzhou was a bastard, he still felt sorry for Yi Mu, and he meant it when he said he wouldn't do it.
Yan Shengchao wanted Yi Mu to cry so that he would remember the pain and learn his lesson in the future.
He is truly captivating to the core when he is in bed.
Yi Mu's eyes were swollen. Yan Shengchao wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked in a cold tone, "Do you know where you went wrong?"
Yi Mu brushed his hand away expressionlessly, his voice hoarse and sharp: "What did I do wrong? You were the one who left back then. Yan Shengzhou just came from behind. I didn't cheat on you. So what gives you the right to come back and make me suffer?"
Now it was Yan Shengchao's turn to have a stiff expression. Yes, he seemed to have forgotten that he was the one who left first.
The two were locked in a stalemate on the bed when Yan Shengzhou, looking disheveled, returned to the room.
The scene before him stung his eyes. Without thinking, Yan Shengzhou urged the ice spikes to stab Yan Shengchao fiercely.
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