His hands, still chilled from holding snow, felt like they were on fire, yet Rong Yu's throat bobbed as he uttered, "Chang Yi."
"Um?"
"..."
He had never seen Geng Qi like this before, yet it felt as if he had seen him many times. Fragments of images flashed through his mind, all of them his own, captivating and alluring.
As if its feet had a mind of their own, it turned away from the bedroom while holding the person.
The hot spring pool in the villa is an artificially constructed hot spring pool. Steam rises around the pool, and standing by the pool feels like stepping back into the bath made of warm jade in reality.
Rong Yu stood by the hot spring with the person in his arms, feeling somewhat at a loss.
Noticing his stiffness, Geng Qi put one arm around him, reached behind his head with his right hand, grasped one end of the ribbon binding his hair, and gently tugged it. The hair tied together loosened, and the cool touch brushed against the back of Rong Yu's hand that was holding him, making his heart flutter and his throat even drier.
"Put me down."
Geng Qi spoke softly.
Rong Yu tightened his grip for a moment, but then put the person down.
Geng Qi pushed him away, walked to the edge of the bath, and began to untie the belt around his waist without saying a word. He wasn't wearing much to begin with, and after taking off two layers, he was left with only a pure white undershirt.
Seeing that he didn't stop moving at all, Rong Yu's eyes darkened slightly. He clenched his fists, turned around, and said, "You go first..."
"If you leave now, aren't you afraid I'll run away?"
One sentence dispelled someone's thought of turning away, and the last inner shirt was also taken off.
His black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, obscuring most of the beautiful scenery. His smooth, rounded shoulders peeked out from between his black hair, and the piece of jet-black iron on his slender ankle became extremely conspicuous. Rong Yu couldn't help but reach out to touch it, but the person took a step forward and had already entered the hot spring.
Her skin, wet with water, appeared even more radiant. Even though he could only see her back, Rong Yu seemed bewitched, jumping into the bath and pulling the naked woman into his arms, leaning in to kiss her.
Neither of them closed their eyes, gazing at each other silently, their lips rubbing together, their bone-chilling bodies rapidly warming up as they soaked in the hot spring.
I don't know who closed their eyes first, but the tentative kiss gradually became more intense. Almost as soon as it touched their lips, Geng Qi opened his lips, allowing him to enter without any resistance, sucking and licking, never getting enough of the kiss.
The hand that had been obediently resting on his waist began to wander aimlessly. Geng Qi suddenly reached out and pulled at the waist belt that cinched his waist.
The person was still wearing a heavy court robe, layer upon layer, which gradually made people lose patience. Suddenly, a tug startled the person who was lost in the enchanting scene.
Rong Yu gently stopped him, saying, "Chang Yi, you..."
Geng Qi, panting, suddenly looked up, his hand reaching down to touch the spot that was already aroused, and smiled slightly, saying, "Don't you want it?"
Rong Yu let out a muffled groan.
The person before him was submerged in the water, almost pressed against his chest. Her face, slightly upturned, was flushed, her peach-blossom eyes were misty and shimmering with water. At this moment, the corners of her eyes were upturned, and the vermilion mole on her face, wet with water, seemed to devour one's mind.
Don't want it? How could you not want it?
He's almost driven mad with desire!
But he didn't understand why this person would suddenly...
His throat went dry, as if he couldn't think of anything else, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You'll regret this."
Then he pushed the person down onto the edge of the hot spring.
Geng Qi wrapped his arms around his neck, turned his head and bit his neck. This light bite seemed to awaken a sleeping beast. In the back and forth, things got out of control.
After relieving himself by the hot spring, Rong Yu carried him back to the room and placed him on the tatami mat with a new fleece quilt.
Geng Qi was only wearing a red outer robe. He lay on the bed, and the robe slipped off, revealing everything to that person.
He suddenly regretted it. The hot spring was open to the public, and he refused to do it there, so he went back to his room. But the room was lit up and brighter than the hot spring. Being stared at like that made him feel even more ashamed.
With a shadow hanging over his head, Rong Yu thoughtfully lowered the curtain, making it darker, which gave him the courage to open his eyes.
As the man kissed him again, Geng Qi suddenly said, "Take off my shackles, okay?"
The body pressed against his stiffened, and Geng Qi felt his infatuated expression gradually darken, taking on a colder hue. He then gave a self-deprecating laugh: "So... is this your deal?"
The kiss landed on my neck, stinging slightly.
He didn't say anything or dodge. Instead, he covered the back of his head with his hand and looked at the swaying tent ceiling, saying, "What's wrong with the transaction? Isn't it good? I'm not going to run away. You're making me wear this all day long, like a block of ice that will never melt. You can't warm it up, and it's very cold to wear. You can try it if you don't believe me."
As he spoke, he lifted his leg and rubbed it against Rong Yu's leg. The black iron, which had just been heated in the hot spring, became cold again.
The chill that had just set in on Rong Yu gradually returned to normal, whether from his words or from the hand that kept gently stroking the back of his head, it was hard to tell.
Like the most intimate bargaining between lovers, or a gentle caress like comforting a child.
He propped himself up, looking at the person lying obediently beneath him with a scrutinizing gaze.
Geng Qi suddenly raised his hands from his sides, placed them on his neck, and nuzzled his nose, saying, "Besides, exchanging my body for a piece of black iron, I'm the one who's losing out in this deal!"
The breath he exhaled on my face was as sweet as he was.
Rong Yu finally pursed his lips, pressed his forehead against Rong Yu's, and whispered, "Okay."
Geng Qi laughed and teased, "This is the first time for this body, so you'd better be gentle... um."
The teasing was silenced. Rong Yu looked up again and gently kissed his brow, his eyelids, and the cinnabar mole at the corner of his eye.
After a tender and passionate encounter, Geng Qi finally realized that being gentle was simply impossible!
By the time the third watch of the night was struck, the person on the bed had been exhausted into a deep sleep. Rong Yu lay on his side beside him, propping himself up as he looked at his sleeping face, gently stroking the corners of his moist, red eyes. Familiar images flashed through his mind, yet they were all very blurry.
When he tried to think about it more deeply, he felt an unbearable headache.
At this moment, the person in his arms frowned slightly, as if he was not comfortable lying down, so he lay down sideways, and the person leaned over and rested their head on his shoulder before falling asleep peacefully again.
"..."
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