Chapter 145
It was drizzling outside. Ling Yin, holding an umbrella, stood by the gate. He was wearing a rare, all-black outfit today. It was a casual, sporty outfit, the cut was flattering, and his legs looked incredibly long. The black accentuated his skin's whiteness, and in the rain, he exuded a youthful air, so handsome that passersby stopped to stare.
Qu Xing could even imagine the faint fragrance from Ling Yin's body permeating the moist and cool air.
He crept over quietly, hid under his umbrella naturally, and took his hand naturally.
Ling Yin was still lost in thought, his brain hadn't reacted yet, thinking it was some familiar stranger, so he pulled his hand away and tried to move aside, but when he turned around he saw it was his Xingxing.
"..." Ling Yin smiled, took it back, tilted the umbrella a little closer, and asked, "How is it?"
Qu Xing didn't answer. Instead, he asked him with a smile, "I find you're quite disobedient. Didn't I tell you not to come?"
Ling Yin: "I was worried you didn't bring an umbrella."
Qu Xing: "I can take a taxi."
Ling Yin: "I'm worried it'll be hard to get a taxi."
Qu Xing narrowed his eyes.
Ling Yin: "I miss you."
Qu Xing smiled and shook his hand: "Let's go, Xiaoyin, driver, take me home."
"Yeah." Ling Yin walked a few steps with him towards the parking lot and asked again, "Which house?"
"My home," Qu Xing said, "but it's your home too from now on."
"Okay." Ling Yin said as they walked, "My parents said they want to see you. Can you come over sometime?"
"Oh, sure." Qu Xing said, "We can go now... But no, I need to shower, change clothes, and get ready first."
Ling Yin couldn't help laughing: "What are you going to do to meet them?"
Qu Xing: "You don't understand! I was so careless when I first met your parents, and I wasn't in the right spirit at that time."
Ling Yin: "What? Especially charming? Especially cute?"
Qu Xing: “…”
Qu Xing: "You are really..."
Ling Yin imitated him: "Really..."
Qu Xing: "It's so cute!"
Ling Yin smiled and said, "Thank you."
As Ling Yin entered the house, he could smell a delicate fragrance, as if the entire place had been cleaned from top to bottom. He walked around the entrance and saw that the original sofas had been restyled, and the carpet had been replaced with a new one.
"Why are you cleaning suddenly?" Ling Yin asked.
Qu Xing pulled him towards the sofa and said, "It was just a sudden impulse. I asked Auntie to come and clean it regularly. I will clean it every time I come back. This way, it will be bright and shiny every time we come back."
Ling Yin chuckled: "Oh."
"Ah~" Qu Xing curled himself into a corner: "Comfortable."
Ling Yin didn't find another place to sit, but insisted on sitting where he was. Qu Xing had only been sitting for two seconds when he pulled her up and forced her into his arms.
Ling Yin: "You haven't told me how the consultation went today."
Qu Xing: “…”
"You..." Qu Xing turned his head and almost kissed him.
Ling Yin took the opportunity to give him a light kiss.
Qu Xing's breath shuddered, and a shock of electricity coursed through his body. The tingling sensation he'd felt a week ago returned—it felt like he couldn't get over it!
Qu Xing shuddered slightly. Ling Yin noticed and raised his eyes, but Qu Xing didn't look at him. He pushed away with both hands, quickly broke free from his arms and ran away.
Ling Yin turned his eyes and glanced in the direction the man fled.
Qu Xing went into the bedroom and threw himself onto the big bed. He wrapped himself in the quilt and tried to suffocate himself.
Aaaaaaahhhh!!
No, no, Ling Yin is too scary! He must have been a demon in his past life! He must have been bewitched! Maybe this was all a trap from the moment I met him.
After holding it in for a while, Qu Xing lifted the quilt, lay down and stared at the curtains with his head tilted, trying to find a way to escape again.
It’s better to go to Ling Yin’s house. There will definitely be no danger in front of his parents.
As he was looking, Ling Yin leisurely came into his sight. Without looking at him, she went to close the curtains.
?
Why draw the curtains in broad daylight?
Qu Xing sat up suddenly, staring blankly at Ling Yin who turned and walked towards him, then stepped back a bit, then turned around and tried to crawl away.
His waist felt tight, and Ling Yin pulled him back and pressed him onto the bed: "Still want to run?"
Qu Xing's face became hot from being pressed by him, and he said tremblingly: "Ling Yin..."
Ling Yin chuckled, a laugh that was a little dangerous: "I've been running for seven days, and I still have to run."
Qu Xing heard the tone of the voice and thought he was going to settle the score with him. He imagined running, and his waist ached, and he wanted to run even more. As soon as he stood up, Ling Yin's aura enveloped him, locking him down.
Ling Yin pushed him to the head of the bed, his tone was completely different from his actions: "You have been hiding from me for so long, don't you miss me at all?"
Qu Xing placed his hands tremblingly on Ling Yin's waist, closed his eyes, and hummed, "I want to."
Ling Yin said "hmm" in satisfaction.
A hand covered his waist. Qu Xing softened, whimpering and trying to throw his hand away. Ling Yin gently rubbed it, and Qu Xing felt an electric shock, struggling and trying to crawl away again. Ling Yin held his waist and leaned in to kiss him.
This time it was no longer a light kiss, but a deep, sweeping kiss. Qu Xing had been running away from him for so long, and the last time they kissed like this was on that crazy night. Memories spasmed back with the kiss, and Qu Xing was stunned, lost in Ling Yin's onslaught.
Ling Yin brushed past Xingxing's already limp and trembling body and whispered, "It seems it's not that I was too harsh, it's that I wasn't enough."
Qu Xing widened his eyes and pushed him: "Enough..."
Ling Yin chuckled: "If you don't tell me, what's the point of running away?"
Qu Xing's cheeks flushed, and he closed his eyes, accusing her: "It's obviously you who went too far! You made me..."
"What harm did it do to you?" Ling Yin asked with a smile.
He started asking questions even though he already knew the answer!
Qu Xing: "It's taking me a while to recover!"
"Oh." Ling Yin said gently, "Why can't you calm down?"
“…”
Of course, it’s because my mind is full of this devil and this! The yellow waste can’t be cleared out!
Qu Xing kept silent.
Ling Yin lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I can't recover..."
He raised his hand and hooked it, and Qu Xing flinched again very lightly. Ling Yin let go of his hand and raised his finger to rub the side of Qu Xing's face: "Is that why it's like this?"
Qu Xing's will was on the verge of collapse in the gentle voice of his. She closed her eyes and didn't look at him, trying to bury herself with the quilt.
"You're like this as soon as you see me?" Ling Yin grabbed his hand and held it down: "Isn't that not enough?"
Qu Xing opened his eyes in disbelief.
Ling Yin gave him a very charming smile: "It's okay, baby, just tell me if you want it."
He came closer, and Qu Xing was squeezed so tightly that he had little living space. He was forced to keep a posture that seriously exceeded the social distance with him. Ling Yin's face was very close to him, and he wanted to kiss her but didn't, which made Qu Xing feel itchy.
Ling Yin's eyes dropped downwards, and his breathing became heavier, hitting Qu Xing's breath. Qu Xing clearly felt that this person's eyes were not on his lips, but somewhere lower.
Qu Xing's breathing became a little unsteady as he was looked at by him.
I can't... I really can't. It's different since last time.
Ling Yin kissed him on the lips soothingly and said softly, "It's not like I can't satisfy you."
“…”
Qu Xing closed her eyes, whimpered and fell down, grabbing Ling Yin's collar in despair.
This bad guy who confuses right and wrong.
Ling Yin's force followed the collar downwards. Qu Xing opened his eyes to see the man smiling softly and seductively, his black hood pulled back. It was so cold, and yet he was wearing nothing underneath his thick sweatshirt, revealing his collarbone and a large expanse of skin. He was dressed so clean and masculine, but who could have imagined the eight-pack abs beneath his skin was a badass!
Qu Xing surrendered, put his hand under the hem of his clothes, and asked, "Where did you learn this?"
"Why are you asking this?" Ling Yinzhi stood on top of him and began to undress him with one hand.
Qu Xing: "I'm curious! You don't work out that often, your abs must be fake."
Qu Xing said as he pinched it.
Ling Yin: "I started exercising when I was six years old, baby."
Qu Xing was about to ask if he needed to exercise because he was not feeling well, but Ling Yin quickly ended the topic, "Don't interrupt."
“…”
"Ah!" Qu Xing suddenly pinched his hand: "Wait...Brother."
Ling Yin stopped talking.
Ling Yin said that there was one reward he hadn't given out yet, the one he accepted on behalf of his fans - 24 hours of non-stop spiral invincible explosion-style flattery with starry eyes and rainbow farts.
But he only completed part of it, 24 hours, and the flattery - or to be more precise, encouragement.
There are interruptions, but it feels like it has never stopped.
In the past, Qu Xing only had to ask for mercy three times, and Ling Yin would let him go after that. But he didn't know if Ling Yin was punishing him for hiding from him for seven days, or if he truly thought it wasn't enough. He had called him "husband" all his life, and it had no effect other than to torture him or prevent him from being tortured even more severely.
Qu Xing: "Ling Yin! I will die!"
Ling Yin was very gentle, but his gentleness was fake: "I've never heard of anyone dying from pleasure."
Qu Xing was angry: "Not at all!"
"Really?" Ling Yin chuckled and glanced down: "Then why are you..."
"It's broken!" Qu Xing tilted his head, tears on his face: "You broke it!"
Ling Yin: "But I don't feel bad."
Qu Xing instantly closed her mouth in shame, then opened it slightly again a moment later. Ling Yin saw Xing Xing's irresistible look again.
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