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Beijing, Wang's mansion.
"This is really a wealthy family." Old Chen stood in the main hall, waiting for Mrs. Wang to meet him.
He was almost falling asleep from the swaying carriage, and finally arrived at the palace after more than an hour. As soon as he got off the carriage, he was shocked by the magnificence of the palace. The Xiao family was already a wealthy family in Xucheng, and everything was the best. But when he got here today, Old Chen felt that he was really a frog in the well.
"The eldest young master is back!" The servant at the door came in to report. Old Chen thought that the young master was also in this carriage, so he hurried to the door. As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the servant who pulled the carriage helped the young master out.
"Young master, are you okay?" Old Chen trotted over, took Xiao Zhan from the servant, and looked at him nervously. Xiao Zhan nodded, didn't speak, his hands were still trembling slightly, his face was still red, and he grabbed Old Chen.
"Oh, is this Xiao Zhan?" Old Chen wanted to say a few more words, but was interrupted by the female voice behind him.
Xiao Zhan looked up and saw a woman dressed elegantly walking towards him.
"Hello, aunt." Xiao Zhan went up to support Mrs. Wang. As soon as the woman approached Xiao Zhan and seemed to say something, tears flowed out.
"Okay, okay, I haven't seen you and your mother for many years. She, she..." By the end of the conversation, she was already sobbing and recalled many memories of going to school with Mrs. Xiao. She couldn't say anything, so she could only pat Xiao Zhan's back of the hand back and forth, as if to comfort him and herself.
"Don't cry, aunt, my mother passed away peacefully. She was ill for so many years. Thanks to you for sending her medicinal materials every year, I will never forget your kindness." Xiao Zhan's eyes were also reddened, but he held it back and comforted Mrs. Wang in a soft voice.
The two of them supported each other and stood in front of the yard, looking at each other in silence. Xiao Zhan lowered his head and didn't know what to say. He originally wanted to say something inspiring, such as he would manage the spice shop left by his mother well and make a career, but when the words came to his lips, he thought of his physical condition and felt that he couldn't say anything.
"Mother, it's windy outside, let's go inside."
A deep male voice came from behind, Xiao Zhan was shocked, and his body stiffened slightly involuntarily. Wang Yibo walked around him and walked straight to Mrs. Wang's side, and took his mother from Xiao Zhan.
"Yibo is back. Was it you who picked up Xiao Zhan just now? Have you two met?" Mrs. Wang saw her son, and the sadness in her eyes finally dissipated a little, and she smiled and wanted to introduce them to each other.
"Well, I have already greeted cousin Xiao Zhan." Wang Yibo did not even look at Xiao Zhan, and continued: "It's getting late, let's talk tomorrow if we have anything to say. I think cousin Xiao Zhan is tired too."
"Okay, then Yibo, you arrange a place for Xiao Zhan and housekeeper Chen to live. I have already asked someone to clean up the west wing in the afternoon..."
"Mother, don't worry, cousin Xiao Zhan can live in my east wing. It's quiet there. I have just sent someone to clean it up." Wang Yibo interrupted his mother without letting her speak.
"Okay, it's better to be closer to you." Mrs. Wang turned to face Xiao Zhan, with a gentle face: "Xiao Zhan, although your cousin is not a big shot, he has made some achievements in running a shop. I remember you said you wanted to open a shop in Beijing. If you need anything, just tell him directly. You don't have to be polite as a family."
"Thank you, aunt." Xiao Zhan lowered his head and said nothing.
"Mother, go back and rest. I will settle them down well."
"Okay, then Xiao Zhan, I'll come to see you tomorrow. You should have a good rest today. You've worked hard on the way." Mrs. Wang nodded, and gave a few more instructions about family matters, such as taking good care of her, and turned back to her yard with the maid.
Xiao Zhan felt a gaze lingering on him, staring at him and making him feel hot all over. He didn't dare to look up, because he knew that as long as he looked up, he would meet Wang Yibo's sharp eyes. The experience in the carriage just now was like a dream, a beautiful dream in the flesh, but a nightmare in the soul. He was afraid that if he looked at it for a second longer, he would be swallowed up.
"Cousin, let's go." Wang Yibo didn't take it seriously. He looked at Xiao Zhan for a while, turned around, and led the servants to the east wing where he lived.
Lao Chen's residence was in a small house outside the east wing yard, while Xiao Zhan lived in Wang Yibo's east wing, in a room on the west side. According to the servants who cleaned up, this room had never been lived in. Master Yibo didn't use it usually, so it had been empty. The bed and some furniture were just added.
The candlelight on the table flickered. Xiao Zhan stood at the door, looking at the man sitting at the table and drinking tea leisurely. He deliberately kept some distance and didn't want to get too close to him.
"It's getting late. Master Yibo, aren't you going back to your room to rest?"
"Cousin, you change your face faster than turning a book. In the afternoon, we just..."
"Don't say anything more! "Xiao Zhan knew what he was going to say and stopped him with an angry voice. He clenched his fists tightly at his sides, looking at the cynical man in front of him, and then thinking about how he had made love with this man in the carriage in the afternoon, shame and anger surged into his heart.
"Why are you angry with me?" Wang Yibo stood up and slowly walked to Xiao Zhan. The candlelight was covered by a huge shadow by his body, shrouding Xiao Zhan. He tried to take two steps back, but he didn't expect that as soon as he took a step, he was grabbed by Wang Yibo and pulled in front of him.
It was that smell full of violation, emanating from Wang Yibo again.
Xiao Zhan's legs were a little weak, he wanted to run away, but Wang Yibo was very strong, and he was unable to escape with just a pull.
"Do you know why I arranged you in my yard?"
"I don't know."
"I'm afraid that no one will take care of you when you are in heat. "
"Hmm..." He was suddenly pressed against the wall, and felt the man's knees pushed into his legs. A hand slid from his back to his buttocks, and gently rubbed Xiao Zhan's body, making him weak and sliding down the wall.
"How about this, cousin, let's make a deal." Wang Yibo held Xiao Zhan with both hands, leaning on his arms, and gently licked the glands behind his ears that were still faintly emitting pheromones.
"You slowly teach me the formula of Xiao's spices, and I will help you get through the estrus period every time, how about it?"
"Don't even think about it!" Xiao Zhan immediately became alert when he heard the four words "spice formula".
This is something that the Xiao family can live on, and it is the accumulation of his parents' decades of hard work. If it is easily given to others, he's afraid that the Xiao family's shop will never have a foothold again. What's more, Wang Yibo is a cold-blooded businessman. He has seen too many people who want to cheat the formula in Xucheng, and he knows too well how cruel these people will be after cheating.
"If you don't want to give it, then don't give it. Why are you so fierce?" Wang Yibo was surprisingly not angry, and still spoke kindly, holding Xiao Zhan's hand without loosening a bit, "Cousin, it's okay if you don't teach me how to make incense, I will still help you get through the heat. After all, with a physique like yours, only someone like me can fuck you and you can be satisfied."
Snap.
Wang Yibo suddenly let go of his hand, and Xiao Zhan lost his balance and fell to the ground along the wall. Wang Yibo squatted down and approached Xiao Zhan, but didn't touch him again. He just stared at him back and forth for a long time, his eyes like jackals and tigers.
"Don't show this panic and despair in front of others in the future. It's too pitiful, too..." Wang Yibo paused, stretched out his fingers to touch Xiao Zhan's lips, and pressed hard: "Too lewd. "
After that, he stood up and left Xiao Zhan's room, leaving Xiao Zhan sitting on the ground in a daze.
The moonlight outside the window sprinkled on the window sill little by little, and the candlelight flickered in the night wind. There was still some dew in the early spring in Beijing. Xiao Zhan fell to the ground and felt cold all over.
This chill was not caused by Wang Yibo's intimidation, but more from himself. He found that he had a physical reaction just by being hugged by Wang Yibo for a while. A large part of his pants was wet and his legs were shaking.
The event which took place that afternoon, it actually had such a powerful effect that it could make Xiao Zhan's decades of restraint fall apart. He frowned, covered his face, and hid in a place where the candlelight could not reach.
After Wang Yibo walked out, a man followed him. He stood beside Wang Yibo, waiting for his instructions. Wang Yibo looked back at the room behind him and whispered, "Send someone to keep an eye on him. If there is anything, report it to me directly. There is no need to alarm my mother."
"Yes, Master."
Xiao Zhan sat at the desk, rubbing his temples, feeling that his brain was about to explode.
Old Chen sat on the side drinking tea. He had never stopped since he came back. He had been sighing about how big the Wang family was, how Master Yibo was in charge of all the business of the Wang family, how prosperous he was, and how young and promising he was.
"Master, just this morning, I went to a nearby shop, the silk shop. Before it opened, there were already several maids from the mansion queuing up, waiting to buy Wang's satin to make spring clothes."
"Yeah." Xiao Zhan turned a page of the book and said a few perfunctory words.
"If Madam Wang and Master Yibo can really open a spice shop for us in the capital, I think the momentum will be better than in Xucheng. People here are rich and more willing to spend money, and our spices are among the best." Old Chen said excitedly.
The Xiao family did not live well in the year after the madam Xiao's death. The young master was too introverted and didn't like to interact with others. He, a servant, was not qualified to go out and make arrangements.
In the beginning, there were some old friends who were close to the master and the lady, who would help from time to time, but the young master was a cold person. Even if he received favors from others, he would at most give some gifts and say a few words of thanks, nothing more.
The old master's friend, the Zhang family, the largest silver shop in Xucheng, wanted to arrange a marriage for the relationship between the two families. The other party was the third daughter of the Zhang family, who was just sixteen years old. Although she was not as beautiful as a country's beauty, she was also a lady from a noble family. However, the young master would rather turn against her than meet her, which made the old master lose face. He said that the young master Xiao was out of his league, but he never had too much contact with the Xiao family in private.
Thinking of this, Lao Chen couldn't help it again.
"Young master, I'm not talking too much. I know you don't like the capital. If you hadn't rejected the Zhang family's marriage so decisively, why would we have to travel through mountains and rivers and live under someone else's roof? You are just too stubborn."
"Old Chen, don't mention this matter again. I won't get married." Xiao Zhan heard him mention this matter again, closed the book, and looked at him seriously.
"Master, you are already 26 years old, which is the age to be a father in Xucheng." Old Chen has watched Xiao Zhan grow up. Although he is a servant, he also knows that Xiao Zhan has always regarded him as an uncle and never hides anything from him. "Look at Master Yibo, he is only 20 years old. It is said that the matchmakers who line up to propose marriage are about to trample the threshold of the Wang family."
Hearing him mention Wang Yibo, Xiao Zhan felt irritated for some reason. He stood up and looked at Old Chen: "Old Chen, I am different from him."
"Master, your stubborn temper, I am really worried that it will hurt you. Alas." Old Chen saw that Xiao Zhan was a little unhappy, and he muttered something, but stopped talking, "I'll go out and prepare some food for you."
"Thank you for your hard work, Old Chen." Xiao Zhan opened the book again and buried his head. Old Chen looked at his master, sighed helplessly, shook his head, and retreated.
After Lao Chen left completely, Xiao Zhan put down the book and walked to the couch. He felt a little tired. Since he moved into the Wang family, he was called by Mrs. Wang to reminisce about the past. The old lady would cry while talking. Xiao Zhan would also think of his mother and his father who died when he was young and whom he had almost never met. His mood has always been in a low state, and even his appetite has been suffering.
Thinking of what Lao Chen said just now, how could he not understand in his heart that every word of Lao Chen was right. If he could be like a normal man, how could he not be willing to revive and make the spice shop that his parents had worked hard for a lifetime a success, but how could he?
A body that can only survive by relying on drugs, a physique that cannot have intercourse with women at all, how dare such a disabled person like him let down the life of another woman? What's more, he himself is indifferent to love, and taking medicine for many years has almost made him lose his expectations for lust.
If possible, he really wanted to find a cave to hide in, hide for a lifetime, so that his body would no longer have to linger. But if so, the Xiao family would really be gone. He had no face, to face his parents, and he had no face, to face Lao Chen, who had taken care of two generations of the Xiao family and never married.
Sometimes escaping is the simplest and most direct way, but it is also the most difficult way.
"What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, a voice came from above his head. Xiao Zhan was startled and found that Wang Yibo was standing in front of his couch without knowing it. When did he walk in? He didn't realize it.
"Nothing." Xiao Zhan sat up straighter on the couch and leaned back subconsciously. He didn't want to say anything more to Wang Yibo.
"I found that you like to be absent-minded. I stood here for a while just now, but you didn't notice me." Wang Yibo saw Xiao Zhan's evasion, but he didn't care, and said with a smile.
"What do you want to say? What's the matter so late?" Xiao Zhan was originally upset and didn't want to talk more.
"You were distracted even when we were doing that thing in the carriage last time." Wang Yibo seemed not to hear his question and started talking to himself.
"Can you stop talking about it?" Xiao Zhan was finally irritated by him and glared at him unhappily. He found that Wang Yibo had changed his outfit tonight, with his hair down. He looked less serious than he was during the day. Wang Yibo suddenly leaned forward and forced Xiao Zhan to lie onto the couch, breathing on his face.
It was that smell again, too terrible. Xiao Zhan was screaming to escape in his heart, but his way was blocked by Wang Yibo, so he could only shrink into the innermost part of the couch.
"You treat your first man like this?" Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan's flushed face, knowing that he must have remembered what happened in the carriage again, and he suddenly felt a little pleased.
In fact, Wang Yibo is not someone who lacks such things. Although Xiao Zhan is indeed extremely beautiful, he has been surrounded by all kinds of beauties since he was a child. When he was young, he often went to drink wine with his best friends. It was just a spring love, and he didn't mention it every time.
Wang Yibo found that every time he mentioned it slightly, Xiao Zhan's reaction would be very strong. Although he knew that Xiao Zhan had a special physique and he was his first man, Wang Yibo was not so bored and free that he needed to keep mentioning one thing.
The key is that Xiao Zhan's attitude of wanting to pretend that nothing happened made Wang Yibo feel inexplicably irritated.
He felt the want to tear off his fake mask.
Once this emotion came up, he couldn't help but say some words to torture Xiao Zhan. The more he didn't want to listen, the more he wanted to say it, as if he was shouting.
Xiao Zhan may have known Wang Yibo for the first time, but Wang Yibo was not. He was naughty since he was a child. When his father was still alive, he would always compare him with Xiao Zhan, saying that he was the only son of his mother's best friend Aunt Xiao, with a gentle personality, motivated and studious. All the teachers in the private school praised him. Every Spring Festival, they would specially send him Spring Festival couplets to congratulate him.
Although Wang Yibo could not read, he had a good brain since he was a child. When he was still in the private school, he started a classmate's business and earned a lot of money from rich young masters. He wanted to show off to his father complacently, but he was beaten.
Although the master of the Wang family was doing business himself, he always hoped that his son could be knowledgeable and become a scholar to fulfil his wish of never entering a private school. That time, Wang Yibo was beaten so hard that he lay down for seven days and was not allowed to visit him. His mother couldn't bear it, so she secretly came to see him, wiping her tears while scolding him, and occasionally mentioned Xiao's son, saying that the master hoped Wang Yibo would become that kind of person.
But now, Wang Yibo looked at the man who huddled up in front of him, frightened like a little rabbit and stubborn, and found it ridiculous. This is the cousin that his father and mother always said was promising, is that it?
Thinking of his childhood role model whom he had never met, who would get sick without a man and was fucked to tears under him, he inexplicably felt distended.
"I'm here to tell you that I'm going to be out of town for half a month tomorrow. If you need anything, just go to the boy who pulled the carriage that day. His name is Ning Xi."
Xiao Zhan looked at Wang Yibo and suddenly became serious. He was a little uncomfortable. He was stunned for a while before nodding.
Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan, and before he could react, his body had already pounced on him, holding Xiao Zhan down and pressing him on the couch.
"You, what are you doing?" Xiao Zhan looked at him in fear, struggling with his hands.
"Nothing."
As he said that, Wang Yibo kissed him. He really didn't do anything. He kept pressing Xiao Zhan with his hands and didn't touch other places. He just kept biting Xiao Zhan with his lips, making him cry out in pain. As they kissed, Wang Yibo's tongue stretched into Xiao Zhan's slightly open lips, rolled his tongue around his tongue, and licked it gently.
"Damn, why is it so fragrant?" Wang Yibo didn't actually plan to kiss Xiao Zhan, but when he realized it, it became like this. Xiao Zhan's lips were very soft and delicate, and there was a sweet taste when licked. The wet tongue was very slippery, and the glands kept gushing out a strong pheromone fragrance, which stimulated Wang Yibo to get hard all of a sudden.
Xiao Zhan was not having a good time either. After he was possessed by Wang Yibo, all the pheromones that had been squeezed in his body for so many years burst out. As long as he got close to the other person, his body would secrete obscene fluid uncontrollably, and his whole body would be hot.
The blanket that was originally covering his legs could not be pulled away by Wang Yibo. He wanted to struggle, wanted to push Wang Yibo away and yell at him to get out, but his body was completely out of control. His lips cooperated with Wang Yibo's licking and biting, and his hands hooked on the other's neck. His itchy lower body and hole kept twisting and rubbing on the soft couch, but it was not enough.
Wang Yibo kissed him so hard that he closed his eyes and heard Xiao Zhan's moans and panting under him. It was like a curse that penetrated Wang Yibo's heart. He could no longer bear it. He lifted the blanket between the two of them, put his hand into Xiao Zhan's pants, and pressed his hole with his fingers, causing the lewd slick to flow.
The fierce kiss did not stop for a moment. Xiao Zhan hooked Wang Yibo's hand tightly and did not let go. The pheromone smell on the other's body was too crazy, rushing to his face, making Xiao Zhan almost suffocate. Just smelling the male pheromone smell of alpha on Wang Yibo's body, Xiao Zhan felt like he was about to climax.
Every inch of his skin licked by Wang Yibo all the way forced him to recall the wonderful pleasure when Wang Yibo broke his virginity in the cramped carriage. Regardless of the tit-for-tat the second before, Xiao Zhan trembled and opened his legs, letting Wang Yibo lick all the way to the most private place. His hole kept contracting, but he couldn't help but ooze out slick. The most sensitive place was gently licked, and Xiao Zhan was shaking and almost crazy. He raised his neck and screamed and gasped, as if he was suffocating.
He stretched out his equally shaking hands to touch Wang Yibo who was licking his hole, and inserted his hands into his hair. He whimpered and didn't know what he was shouting. In the quiet room, Wang Yibo licked his hole, and the sound of saliva hitting Xiao Zhan's soul again and again, forcing him to die miserably.
"Smells so good, why do you smell so good here, so sexy." Wang Yibo, who was licking Xiao Zhan's anus, was also forced to be breathless by the rich pheromone fragrance. Xiao Zhan's deliberately suppressed moans and the unique fragrance of omega emanating from every pore of his body were like aphrodisiacs, constantly injected into Wang Yibo's body.
It was so shameful. He never thought that this place would be licked. Xiao Zhan was licked so hard that he seemed to be short of oxygen. He opened his mouth wide and breathed hard, fearing that he would die accidentally.
"I can't help it." Wang Yibo raised his head, with saliva and the obscene fluid oozing from Xiao Zhan's anus still on his lips. He directly thrust his big and blue-veined penis into Xiao Zhan's body. Without a second of hesitation, he directly thrust forward and backward, retreating to the glans every time, and then thrusting hard, as if to penetrate Xiao Zhan.
Wang Yibo lowered his head and opened his mouth to bite Xiao Zhan's nipple, which was red and swollen. The pain and pleasure surged to the back of his head in an instant, making Xiao Zhan's scalp numb. He hugged Wang Yibo tightly, raised his buttocks, and rubbed it hard. The soft buttocks pressed against Wang Yibo's lower abdomen, and the hair swept on it. The slight tingling feeling made Xiao Zhan feel a different kind of satisfaction in his heart.
The body fluids of the two people flowed along the blanket and soaked into the cushion of the soft couch. Xiao Zhan twisted like a snake. Wang Yibo lifted his legs high and put them on his shoulders. This posture went deeper and directly hit the entrance of Xiao Zhan's reproductive hole. The numbness all over his body came like seawater. He screamed and reached out to Wang Yibo.
He was scared. Because of this special physique, he had read a lot of books. He understood that even if he did this with Wang Yibo, as long as he didn't mark himself and didn't pierce the reproductive hole, he would still be safe.
But now, Wang Yibo's monster-like penis is against the entrance of his genitals. If he pushes harder, it will break the membrane. He can't let him use this position anymore.
"What's wrong?" Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan and opened his eyes, trembling and stretching out his hands.
"Hold, hold me, ngh nghh..." Xiao Zhan's voice was barely audible.
"What?" Wang Yibo stopped and lowered his head to listen to Xiao Zhan.
"I want you to hold me." Xiao Zhan finally said it all at once, and then he closed his eyes in shame and anger, not daring to look at Wang Yibo again.
"I didn't know you were so good at acting like a spoiled child in bed." Wang Yibo smiled and put down one of his legs, leaned down and hugged Xiao Zhan, kissed his lips, and started to push hard again.
Xiao Zhan shook his head, feeling that thing going in and out of his body crazily, he hugged Wang Yibo's neck, and immersed himself in endless lust with him.
The candlelight on the table burned out, and the room fell into darkness. The moonlight shone through the window sill and shone on the two overlapping and rolling bodies.
This affair did not end until the second half of the night. The two rolled down from the soft couch. Wang Yibo threw Xiao Zhan on the bed again, and finally pressed him in front of the desk and did it again. Every time, he was crazy like a demon, until Wang Yibo could no longer ejaculate anything and Xiao Zhan almost lost consciousness, and finally gave up.
Xiao Zhan lay on the bed, feeling that Wang Yibo still had one hand around him. After the two gradually calmed down, this ambiguous posture made Xiao Zhan a little uncomfortable, and he gently moved away.
The atmosphere was very strange. Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Xiao Zhan felt that Wang Yibo turned his head and looked at him.
"Or." Suddenly he felt Wang Yibo turned over and pressed on him.
"Or what?" Xiao Zhan didn't know what he was going to do, so he pushed him with his hand, but the affair just now was too intense, and he had no strength left.
"How about I mark you?" Wang Yibo's fingers slowly touched the gland behind Xiao Zhan's neck, and stroked it little by little, "Being fucked by me alone is better than being fucked by countless men, right? Besides, I think you are enjoying it."
In the darkness, Xiao Zhan couldn't see Wang Yibo's face. He listened to his low voice, saying this sentence casually, as if he heard something extremely terrifying, and Xiao Zhan couldn't help shaking.