3-32: "Are you ready?"
Eighteen-year-old Huaiyan was startled by Bai Wenzhou's words.
The boy's previously bewildered and emotional gaze suddenly cleared.
He opened his moist, pink lips, but no sound came out.
Because Bai Wenzhou's tone clearly indicated that it was not a discussion.
"Teacher Bai, I...I was wrong..." The boy panicked, afraid the man was serious. "I shouldn't have...I shouldn't have..."
But it was too late.
The man stood up, bent down, and cupped the boy's delicate and small face in his hands.
The invisible pressure from the elderly was fully exerted at this moment.
“Baby.” Bai Wenzhou curled his lips into a sinister smile, “You have no right to choose.”
The boy raised his delicate, slender neck, like that of a white swan.
It possesses a pale, eerie beauty.
He looked up at the man, exposing his most vulnerable neck.
It was as if Bai Wenzhou would willingly vanish into thin air if he so desired.
No matter how the wild beasts tear at us.
"Then you..."
Huaiyan cried out, and the grievances in her heart burst forth at this moment.
He choked back sobs, a desperate whimper, like a fragile little animal, helplessly asking the man.
"Could you... please not abandon me?"
With Gao Mingze around, Huaiyan's heart will never be at peace.
Suddenly, Huaiyan heard Bai Wenzhou chuckle softly.
Before he could react.
The distance between the two was rapidly reduced.
Huai Yan could even see his own reflection in the man's golden pupils.
Indifferent yet focused.
then.
Bai Wenzhou pinched his chin with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and his hot breath flowed between his breaths.
When their skin touched, the friction created a slightly itchy sensation, both ambiguous and alluring.
Immediately afterwards, the man's cool lips pressed against mine.
A deluge of kisses fell upon the boy's moist lips.
Huaiyan stared in astonishment, her eyes widening.
After the kiss, Huaiyan was panting heavily, his lips so red they looked like they were about to bleed.
Vibrant and alluring.
"Teacher Bai..." Huaiyan said softly, "No, you can't do this..."
Bai Wenzhou did not answer.
He stared at the boy, his wisps of hair falling down his forehead, casting a shadow in his pupils, making his eyes appear even darker.
“Baby.” The man’s voice was low and husky, full of sexy magnetism, “Now, I’m not your teacher anymore.”
Bai Wenzhou's prominent Adam's apple bobbed slightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress his desires.
He waited so long, lying in wait in the shadows.
Every day, I see the boy walking arm in arm with all sorts of people, getting very close.
Bai Wenzhou could no longer suppress his inner turmoil and madness.
His desire to control Huaiyan was so extreme that he needed to know every single thing she did every day.
Even if it's just a sip of water or a word, he wants to personally intervene.
Now, there is no longer the constraint of dogma.
Bai Wenzhou finally got his chance to close the net and pulled the weak and pitiful boy into his arms.
He planned for so long and laid so much groundwork.
How could I give up so easily?
The words fell.
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When the two returned to their room, Huaiyan was still in a daze.
But he was no longer able to think.
"Elder Bai..."
Young people are innocent and simple-minded; even at times like this, they can only call out the most ordinary names.
He seemed completely unaware of the impending danger and storm.
"Baby."
Bai Wenzhou's voice was scalding hot, "Order something else, hmm?"
As he spoke, the man's hot breath sprayed all over the boy's ears and neck.
As if struck by lightning, Huai Yan felt a tingling sensation down her spine, and her whole body went limp like a pool of spring water.
But the boy had never experienced anything like this before.
He's not good with words, nor does he know how to say sweet nothings to keep a man or soften his heart.
The boy, his eyes red, whispered, "A-Zhou..."
This is the only affectionate term of address that the boy can utter without hesitation.
Because he had heard Zhang Sheng call Bai Wenzhou that before.
And Gao Mingze.
Huai Yan could no longer recall how she felt when she heard Gao Mingze address Bai Wenzhou in that way.
All he knew was that at that time, he must have been jealous of Gao Mingze.
She was jealous that Gao Mingze could so freely utter such an affectionate nickname.
In private, without Huaiyan's knowledge.
Perhaps Gao Mingze shouted that as well.
Huai Yan thought again that Bai Wenzhou would definitely respond gently to Gao Mingze.
They would do all the intimate things like any other couple.
Just thinking about it made Huaiyan insanely jealous.
But now, Huai Yan was actually calling out this nickname in front of Bai Wenzhou, a nickname he had never had the right to use before.
He was incredibly shy and inexperienced.
He finally understood how Gao Mingze felt at that time.
Huai Yan thought to himself with a dark and humble feeling.
But the next second, Bai Wenzhou restrained his waist, their skin touching.
"What are you thinking about?"
Bai Wenzhou whispered, "Baby."
Bai Wenzhou slowly curled the corners of his lips and said deliberately, "Are you thinking about Gao Mingze or Jiang Yuxing?"
She was suddenly struck in the heart by a man.
Huaiyan shrank back, her gaze darting away, not daring to look at the man.
Bai Wenzhou, however, grabbed his chin, preventing him from escaping.
Helpless, the boy replied in a voice barely audible, "Gao, Gao Mingze."
Fearing that Bai Wenzhou would misunderstand, the boy simply sobbed and stammered out what he had said.
“I’m afraid that if you have Gao Mingze, then… then…” Huaiyan suddenly couldn’t contain himself halfway through his sentence.
He cried even more pitifully, his entire little face covered in mottled tear stains, enough to melt anyone's heart at first glance.
However, Huaiyan persisted, her face pale, pleading, "Please don't...don't leave me...don't stay with him, okay?"
Huaiyan spoke haltingly, wiping away tears constantly, appearing both obedient and frail.
But Bai Wenzhou suddenly fell silent.
Huai Yan felt a pang of panic.
He thought that his demands were too excessive and unreasonable, which had angered Bai Wenzhou.
So Huaiyan hurriedly changed his tune, stammering, "I...I didn't mean that..."
He cautiously observed Bai Wenzhou's expression, feeling anxious and uneasy.
He still said the wrong thing and upset Bai Wenzhou.
Seeing that Bai Wenzhou remained unmoved, Huai Yan felt uncertain and ashamed.
He trembled with embarrassment, feeling utterly ridiculous for his overestimation of his abilities.
The boy tried to explain in vain, wishing he could slap his own mouth shut: "Actually... it's okay for you to be with him..."
The boy made a final concession.
"As long as... as long as you don't abandon me..."
That's fine.
Looking at the boy beneath her, his face streaked with tears and filled with fear and trepidation.
Bai Wenzhou silently kissed the boy's salty, wet tears.
"Don't cry."
Bai Wenzhou's voice was as light as if it had been washed with water, low and gentle, "Baby."
He would never abandon a young boy.
The two people's status and identity seem unequal, with the elder always being the one who oppresses.
The right to choose, from beginning to end.
—They are all in Huaiyan's hands.
On the day Lu Yu appeared, Bai Wenzhou watched Huai Yan walk resolutely toward him and hid behind him.
That was the first step the boy truly took into his plan.
From now on, let nature take its course.
Bai Wenzhou left Huaiyan with many options.
Just as he had predicted, every step Huaiyan took landed in the predetermined position.
Gao Mingze's choice was the final choice the man left for the young man.
He wanted to see if the boy's carefully considered choice would be to elope with Lu Yu.
She was still willing to stay by his side and give up her unique adolescence.
Clearly, the boy chose the latter.
Bai Wenzhou finally embraced the timid and weak boy with satisfaction.
"I'm here."
I will not leave.
With teary eyes, Huaiyan climbed onto Bai Wenzhou's shoulder.
The boy, with a sense of sacrifice, gently pressed himself against the man.
"Then...then..." Huaiyan asked softly, her voice trembling, "Then...can I not...go with Gao Mingze..."
Before he could finish speaking, the remaining syllables of Huaiyan's voice were all stuck back in his throat.
Huaiyan was a little out of breath and leaned against Bai Wenzhou's chest.
The boy's misty eyes silently gazed at the man's smoothly defined jawline.
My heart is filled with bitterness.
A tear fell onto the back of the boy's hand, and his heart ached.
Bai Wenzhou was evading his question, neither admitting nor denying it.
The man seemed to be deliberately teasing him, giving no answer and leaving him feeling uneasy.
Huaiyan forced back her tears, biting her lower lip tightly to keep herself from making a sound.
"I...I..."
Huaiyan choked up, her words stammering and incoherent.
Bai Wenzhou lowered his head and gave Huaiyan a soothing kiss on the forehead.
Then, he slowly stroked Huai Yan's straight and slender thighs.
"Baby."
Bai Wenzhou curled his lips into a smile and asked intimately, "Ready?"
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