He stood there, eyes like those of a starving wolf, and watched Shang Ke put on his clothes before stiffly following him out of the bathroom.
Shang Ke had glimpsed at the other man's lower body through the dim light. He was already as hard as iron, but he could still endure it? Shang Ke praised him in his heart.
The bathroom seduction was a fail, but this could not discourage Shang Ke. Rather, it motivated him to keep trying. While watching TV in the living room that night, he wore a thin shirt and occasionally wandered in front of him. Or, while lying on a pillow, he pretended to unintentionally raise his legs.
Shang Ke kept covertly trying to seduce Jian Chenfeng, but it seemed to be all for naught. He completely ignored his many attempts.
"Go! Go!" The television displayed the bloody images of an army fearlessly besieging its enemies.
Jian Chenfeng sat with a straight face while Shang Ke was bent over a sofa chair, playing with the corner of his clothes in boredom.
"Brothers, for the victory of the revolution! Let's go!"
The deafening sound of gunshots rang out.
Shang Ke looked up at the screen and saw that it was full of bloody martyrs.
His interest instantly vanished like smoke. It was better to just wash up and sleep. Today was obviously not going to be a day of rolling in the sheets.
Shang Ke stood up and headed for the bedroom while he yawned.
He had not even taken a few steps out when he was pulled into a heated hug. Following which, the world spun and Shang Ke suddenly found himself pressed down on the sofa and peppered with kisses. Jian Chenfeng touched the man below him greedily, not letting off even a single piece of skin.
Jian Chenfeng picked up Shang Ke, held him by the waist and pressed him down on himself harshly.
"Ah!" The sudden penetration caused Shang Ke to curve his neck.
Following that, Jian Chenfeng started the 'revolution' he had waited two lifetimes to do. That night, the sounds of their battle continued to linger on…