After Wang Yibo left Beijing, Xiao Zhan finally had some peace.
Originally, he said he would only be gone for half a month, but something happened and he was gone for two months. Except for the letters he sent to Mrs. Wang every few days at lunch, this person seemed to have suddenly disappeared.
The spring in Beijing is different from that in Xucheng. Xucheng is further south, so spring comes early and peach blossoms bloom early. Every early spring, the peach garden in Xucheng always blooms very beautifully, with peach blossoms on every tree in full bloom. The early spring in Beijing seems to be still in winter, with no new buds on the leaves, let alone peach blossoms.
Xiao Zhan stood in the courtyard of the Wang family, looking at the bare trees in the courtyard that had lost all their leaves, and suddenly missed the two peach trees in Xucheng's own courtyard.
'I don't know if they will still bloom so beautifully this year.'
It has been almost two months since Xiao Zhan left Xucheng and arrived in Beijing. He lives in Wang's house every day. Compared with the previous life, his food, clothing, housing and transportation are more luxurious than before. Because of Mrs. Wang's preference and care, the servants treat him as respectfully as their master. Even Lao Chen is well taken care of and does not need to do some servant work.
But Xiao Zhan finally understood that even if he looks like a master, he is not the master of this family. It is okay for a while, but if it goes on for a long time, it will inevitably attract people's disdain.
"Hey, Cui'e, are you decocting medicine again?" Two young maids came in front. Xiao Zhan stood on the other side of the yard and they did not see it.
"Yes, it's for that cousin. He has to take medicine every day." The one holding the medicine jar nodded and changed the direction of the medicine jar in her hand.
"What kind of medicine is this? It smells so bad, a burnt smell." The maid holding the fruit next to her smelled it and quickly moved away with a look of disgust.
"Who knows? I just boiled the medicine according to the old housekeeper's instructions. You don't know that the smell of the medicine was even worse when it was boiled for the first time. It was disgusting."
"Hey, you say that cousin, I don't know what's so good about him, Madam loves him so much."
"Yes, he has no other use except for his gentle personality, and he doesn't look like the legendary heir of Xiao's perfume shop." Cui'e paused, "But he is really good-looking, better looking than women."
"What's the use of being good-looking, he's not a woman. If he was really a woman, it would be fine. Madam would just arrange the marriage and marry our young master to be the young lady, so as not to open a perfume shop for him, which would waste our young master's time." The maid next to her suddenly raised her voice when she mentioned her young master, as if she was unhappy.
"Keep your voice down, you're not done when you mention Master Yi Bo, I think you want to be the young lady."
"Oh, stop talking nonsense!" The girl blushed and reached out to pat Cui'e, who dodged and coughed. "Hurry up and deliver the medicine. It will get cold soon. I'll go deliver some fruit to my wife. We'll talk later."
Xiao Zhan stood by the yard, listening to the two little maids playing and walking away. A bitter feeling rose in his heart. This is what it's like to live under someone else's roof. Even if people respect you in front of others, they will still say all the gossip they should.
The evening chill was particularly heavy. The capital city got dark much earlier than Xucheng. Every day at five or six in the afternoon, the sky was completely dark, and the twilight enveloped Xiao Zhan like a shadow.
He didn't like it here; he didn't like the capital city.
Looking at the desolate tree in front of him, he made a decision in his heart: he must open the shop quickly and then take Lao Chen back.
As long as he could make the spice shop better, he could recruit someone to take charge. For him, the only belief in life was this - to reorganize the Xiao family's business.
When Xiao Zhan returned to the room, Cui'e had been waiting outside the door for a while. Seeing him coming, she smiled and greeted him. Although Cui'e was a gossipy girl, she didn't have any particular hostility towards Xiao Zhan. She just thought that this man was very cold.
"Master Xiao Zhan, I have prepared your medicine for you today. Drink it while it's hot?" Cui'e followed Xiao Zhan into the room, put the medicine on the table, and blew on it for him.
"Well, thank you Miss Cui'e." Xiao Zhan nodded, picked up the medicine and drank it directly. The bitter taste rushed to his throat, which made him frown.
After calming down for a while, he turned his head and looked at Cui'e: "You have worked hard today, go back and eat something and rest early, I'm fine here."
"Okay, then Master Xiao Zhan, if you have anything to do, just tell me. I'm in the maid's room in the outer courtyard in front, and you should rest early." Cui'e retreated.
Halfway through, she suddenly remembered something and retreated back, "Master Xiao Zhan, do you want to eat peaches? This year's spring peaches have just been picked from the tree."
"Where did the spring peaches in Beijing come from? Aren't they only in the south?" Xiao Zhan was stunned and asked back.
"Oh, didn't our Master Yi Bo go to the south to do some work? Yesterday, he asked someone to send several large boxes of peaches back to the mansion. The lady has a lot of them. If you want to eat them, I will wash and cut them for you."
"Thank you."
"Okay, wait for me." After saying that, Cui E left the room and went to get peaches for Xiao Zhan.
Xiao Zhan was not hungry, but when he heard about the peaches, he thought of his hometown. He always felt that eating something sent from his hometown could relieve some of his homesickness and the boundless loneliness in the capital.
Not long after, Cui'e came back with a plate of washed and cut peaches. She told him not to eat too much and left. Xiao Zhan looked at the plate of bright red peaches with some snow-white peaches and felt particularly cordial. The unique sweet fragrance of the peaches slowly spread in the air, diluting the hard-to-swallow inhibitor taste just now.
All of a sudden, Xiao Zhan's mood became cheerful.
He reached out his hand and was about to take half a cut peach. When his fingertips touched it, it was cool and moist, and soft to the touch.
Suddenly, he didn't know why, but he thought of Wang Yibo in the carriage that afternoon, while pushing him and biting his neck, saying: "It's so fragrant and sweet, like a peach."
With a bang, Xiao Zhan's fingers seemed to have touched poison and suddenly retracted. He stood up and tried to do something else to make Wang Yibo disappear from his mind, but no matter whether he was standing or sitting, or opening the window and turning on the light, Wang Yibo's appearance became clearer and clearer in his mind, as clear as if he was in front of him.
A strange feeling gradually rose from deep in his body. Xiao Zhan covered his mouth and fell on the soft couch, his legs kept clamping inwards, the friction between his crotch and the inside of his thighs felt like fire, and he was so hot that he felt uncomfortable. The skin of his body was like being crawled by ants, and it itched finely and densely, but he didn't know how to scratch it. Fear instantly filled his heart.
No, don't be in heat.
Counting the days, it has been almost two months, and his regular estrus period is coming soon. He originally thought that taking medicine on time and living a regular life at Wang's house would ease his heat a little, or even delay it for a longer time, but he didn't expect it to come so suddenly and unreasonably.
The itching in his back hole made him gradually lose control, and his whole body slid down to the soft couch, without any strength, and his whole body was as soft as a pool of spring water. The pheromones in his glands began to emit fragrance crazily, mixed with the fragrance of spring peaches in the room, so strong that he couldn't open his eyes.
Xiao Zhan was tortured by lust and lost his mind. He knew that once he was broken by a man, the medicine would have no inhibitory effect at all. He slapped himself hard and tried to shake off the various images in his mind, but he found that no matter how he abused himself, it no longer had any effect. As a person with such a physique, once he had the taste of a man, especially the taste of an absolutely complementary alpha, it meant that there was no way back.
His head hit the horizontal bar of the soft couch, which hurt him. One hand reached into his pants and rubbed back and forth on his hole, which was constantly oozing with lewd fluid. He pulled the blanket next to him to cover himself and couldn't help but scream, but the moment the blanket was pulled over his head, his body's reaction became stronger.
The blanket still had the smell of his pheromones and the smell of the two body fluids when he made love with Wang Yibo before. It rushed to Xiao Zhan's face and attacked him so that he had nowhere to escape. Wang Yibo, who had flashed in his mind from time to time, suddenly became more concrete. He pressed on him and fucked him fiercely, lowered his head and kissed him and smiled, which made Xiao Zhan cry.
He clamped the blanket between his legs, bit a corner of the blanket, and rubbed it back and forth with his wet buttocks, as if Wang Yibo was stroking his lewd hole with his hand. The smell on the blanket relieved some of his pain, but the next moment, he was overwhelmed by a stronger desire, the desire to be penetrated by a man.
"ooh... ngh..." Wrapping two fingers with a corner of the blanket, simulating the posture of intercourse and thrusting, he thrusted into his soft and sticky hole. The blanket with Wang Yibo's pheromones gently rubbed Xiao Zhan's inner wall until his body was filled with the strong male pheromones. In a daze, Xiao Zhan seemed to see Wang Yibo, his strong body attached to him, the smell of pheromones came in waves, comfortable and sultry. The other party smiled meaningfully, while fucking himself until his lewd slick flowed, and asked him if he liked being fucked by him?
"I like it, I like you to fuck me, ah ah... I can't stand it anymore."
While moaning, Xiao Zhan climaxed, and the blanket that followed the finger into his hole was filled with his climax lewd juice, and it was also sprayed all over the soft couch. He was like a puppet, his limbs were weak, and he collapsed on the couch.
When he came to his senses, there was no Wang Yibo in front of him. In the dim candlelight, there was only a plate of spring peaches dripping with water on the table in front.
It's incredible.
He just called Wang Yibo and masturbated to orgasm while thinking about how he fucked himself. Xiao Zhan never thought that his body would be so addicted to lust. Drinking inhibitors for two months in advance was like drinking water, and it didn't work at all. Even though he had already ejaculated once, he still felt endless emptiness, the feeling that he couldn't fill it by himself.
He looked at the spring peaches sent by Wang Yibo from the south in front of the table and lost his mind. What on earth is this? His family fell into poverty, and he followed his mother's will to seek refuge with Mrs. Wang, thinking that no matter what he did, Xiao's incense shop must be reorganized.
But now, not only did his passion not work, but he lost his body to Wang Yibo when he first met him.
But what can he blame Wang Yibo for? He was not wrong.
Although he was cold and mean to Wang Yibo, Xiao Zhan knew in his heart that if it weren't for him, he might have been unable to resist the heat and self-harm or even sex in the carriage because the inhibitory drug had lost its effect. Whether it was the first time or the previous time, he was not proactive, but he was not unwilling at all. In the love affair, the satisfaction Wang Yibo gave him offset a large part of his physical pain.
It was too painful. With such a broken body, every step was out of his control. What would be the end?
Xiao Zhan was caught in a self-criticize. He felt a sense of grievance and resentment in his heart. He didn't know who to face. He raised his head and tears fell from his eyes.
Xiao Zhan survived this heat period in a daze. During the day, he asked Cui'e to boil double the amount of medicine to suppress the pheromones in his body. At night, he hugged the blanket and masturbated, thinking of Wang Yibo in his mind, and calling Wang Yibo's name to climax.
When the heat period was completely over, Wang Yibo finally sent a message saying that he was coming back to Beijing. He said that there was a problem with the carriage, so he rested at the nearby post station for a day and arrived at the palace the next morning.
Her son had been away from home for almost two months. Mrs. Wang had long missed her son and began to ask the servants to make arrangements one day in advance. First, she cleaned his room two or three times, fearing that there would be a little dust. She also asked the servants to queue up in Dongcheng to buy the smoked chicken that the young master loved the most. After buying it, she said that she was afraid of greasy food and that her son would feel sick after eating it after traveling hard.
During the day, Xiao Zhan followed Ning Xi to various shops of the Wang family to learn, observe the actual operation of these shops, and accumulate some experience in opening shops in Beijing. In the evening, he came back to chat with Mrs. Wang. Seeing her overflowing happiness, Xiao Zhan could feel the deep mother-son love between her and Wang Yibo, and thought of his own mother, so he couldn't help feeling a little sad.
The next morning, Xiao Zhan woke up to a noise. He opened his eyes in a daze and found that it was only daybreak. He didn't know what was going on in the yard outside. Life was noisy. He got up, put on a coat, and opened the window.
There were many people standing in the yard near Wang Yibo. A group of servants and maids gathered together and were moving something inside. There was a young man in white in the crowd. His face was not clear, but from a distance, he could feel that his temperament was excellent. He was like a fairy, with his head held high, watching the servants' moving things.
Xiao Zhan found that the things were being moved to Wang Yibo's room.
Suddenly, he saw Cui'e among the group of maids. Cui'e seemed to turn around and saw Xiao Zhan's head sticking out of the window. She slapped her forehead, remembered that the medicine for today was boiled in advance, and forgot to take it over. She saluted the man in white and hurried to the kitchen. Not long after, Xiao Zhan heard someone knocking on the door. It was Cui'e's voice. He walked over and opened the door. As expected, he saw Cui'e holding a bowl of medicine, looking at him as if she hadn't woken up yet.
"Master Xiao Zhan, I boiled the medicine a little early today. I'm sorry. Master Yi Bo is back. He brought a little master with him. He said he wanted to move into the inner room of his house. We don't have enough people, so we can only boil your medicine in advance so that we can move things at noon." Cui'e explained embarrassedly and handed over the medicine bowl.
"Well, I see. Thank you for your hard work." Xiao Zhan held back his doubts and took the bowl from Cui'e.
"Hey, Master Xiao Zhan, do you know that this little master brought back by Master Yi Bo this time is said to be a little prince from the southern land, and he is very powerful." Cui'e was gossipy. Before Xiao Zhan could speak, she started talking to him on her own.
"Oh." Xiao Zhan didn't sleep well and was still sleepy. He didn't want to listen. The medicine bowl in his hand was a little hot, and his fingertips were shaking.
"Cui'e! What are you doing there? Come over and collect your things!" Suddenly, a big sister in the group of people in front shouted at this side, calling Cui'e to continue working. In an instant, the group of people gathered at the other end looked at the door of Xiao Zhan's room.
Xiao Zhan looked up and saw that next to the original man in white, there was a black figure standing upright at the other end, about 20 meters away, also looking at Xiao Zhan.
It was Wang Yibo.
Through the half-open door, Xiao Zhan saw the man he hadn't seen for two months from afar. The morning mist had not yet dispersed, and it was cold. Xiao Zhan couldn't see Wang Yibo clearly, and Wang Yibo couldn't see Xiao Zhan clearly either. He just felt that the man standing behind the door seemed to be thinner, holding a bowl of medicine, and was in a daze.
"Who is it?" The man in white beside Wang Yibo spoke and looked over with his eyes.
"It's the son of my mother's bestie, named Xiao Zhan." Wang Yibo retracted his gaze and answered lightly.
"Oh, is it the young master of the Xucheng Xiaojia Incense Shop? Their spices are very famous." The man in white nodded knowingly, and his dark eyes looked hard at Xiao Zhan.
"Well, their family wants to open a perfume shop in the capital, so they came here, saying that they want to learn some experience here and then find a shop."
"Is that so? Then you have to teach them well."
"Master Chen, I didn't know you were so kind-hearted and cared so much." Wang Yibo turned around and looked at the man named Chen Yu. He was taller than Chen Yu, standing in front of him and looking down at him, just like looking at a child.
"Why did you suddenly get so close? If people don't know, they would think you want to kiss me." Chen Yu rolled his eyes at him, but did not give in. He waved the fan in his hand, pointed at a box of luggage next to him, and ordered the scary man to carry it in.
"Cui'e! What are you in a daze?" Sister Li, who had just called Cui'e back and was in charge of the maid's room, patted Cui'e who was looking at Wang Yibo and Chen Yu in a daze.
"Sister Li, do you think that Master Yibo and Master Chen are a good match..."
"Go do your work now, don't be so annoying here." Sister Li knocked Cui'e's head hard and glared at her.
Xiao Zhan returned to the room and put the medicine on the table. His mind was full of the way he had just seen Wang Yibo. His eyesight was not very good, so he couldn't see very carefully, but he could see that he and the man in white were very close.
Although no one knew the origin of this man, the folk customs in Beijing were well-known for being open-minded. Many things were not surprising here. Rich families would not only raise a man as a concubine, but even marry a man as a concubine, and no one would talk about it.
These days, Lao Chen was in the account office, learning to manage accounts with the accountant of the Wang family. He rarely came to see Xiao Zhan. He stayed in the room alone and didn't go out much. He used his rare free time to read books, but today he suddenly felt that he had been locked up for a long time, and his chest was stuffy. He went out after dinner.
There was nowhere to go, so he thought for a moment and went straight to Wang Yibo's study. This study was never locked. According to the servants, Master Yibo had told Xiao Zhan that if he wanted to go in and read, he could do so at any time. These days, Xiao Zhan's books were taken out of this study, but he never stayed in it for more than half an hour at a time. It was not because of anything else, but because Wang Yibo's smell was too strong, which made him dizzy.
Pushing open the door of the study, Xiao Zhan just found a candle and wanted to light it, when he heard the footsteps of two people coming from the door, one in front and one behind, talking. One of them was Wang Yibo, and the other was the man who came back this morning.
Don't want to meet.
There was obviously nothing to hide, but Xiao Zhan had already flashed behind a screen at the innermost part of the study. Next to this screen was a wall, and there was no bookshelf. Unless he came here on purpose, he would not be discovered.
Through the screen, he felt that the whole room was brighter. Wang Yibo lit a candle and placed it in the middle of the desk. The man in white walked to a bookshelf and flipped through the books on it.
"You actually have so many books. I remember you don't like reading books?" Chen Yu looked at Wang Yibo while flipping through the books.
Wang Yibo ignored him, poured a glass of water, and sat at the table.
"Can I take any book here and read it at will?"
"Of course, if there is nothing here, you can tell the servants and arrange for them to find it for you. As long as you like it." Wang Yibo's voice was very soft, and his tone was completely different from the usual way he spoke to outsiders.
"You are so nice! You are so nice!" Chen Yu said, and like a child, he threw himself on Wang Yibo, hugged his neck and shook him back and forth, shaking Wang Yibo's water cup so much that he couldn't hold it steady. "I'm going to take a shower and come back later."
"Yeah." Wang Yibo nodded, looking at Chen Yu walking out, without getting up.
"Aren't you going with me?" Chen Yu stopped and looked at him in confusion. Wang Yibo shook his head, "No, you go first, I have something else to do."
"Okay. I'll wait for you." After saying that, Chen Yu opened the door and walked out.
Xiao Zhan held his breath and stood at the back. Everything just now fell into his eyes through the screen. Whether it was the gentle breeze and drizzle when Wang Yibo was talking to that person, or the figures of the two people hugging each other, Xiao Zhan was breathless.
Suddenly, the screen in front of him was lifted up and fell directly to the ground. Xiao Zhan was exposed in front of Wang Yibo. Xiao Zhan was scared and turned his head away. He wanted to escape, but he found that there were walls on three sides and Wang Yibo in front.
"Is hide-and-seek fun?" Wang Yibo looked at Xiao Zhan expressionlessly and asked.
Xiao Zhan's face was red and dripping sweat. He didn't know how to explain that he didn't mean to hide and eavesdrop. Ten thousand reasons quickly turned in his mind, and each one sounded like a pale excuse.
"Why don't you talk?" Wang Yibo asked relentlessly, his voice still plain.
"What?" Xiao Zhan lowered his head, not daring to look at him. The distance was too dangerous. The long-lost pheromone smell on Wang Yibo penetrated into Xiao Zhan's mind. He really hated himself for being so helpless.
Wang Yibo stared at Xiao Zhan for a long time without saying anything. Xiao Zhan couldn't stop staring at him. He suddenly raised his head and met Wang Yibo's playful eyes with angry eyes.
"How have you read the things in the account office in the past two months?" he thought Wang Yibo was going to do something again, but he didn't expect him to move away, turned around and sat at the table, drank water again and asked him about the account office. Xiao Zhan, who was forced into a corner by him, finally breathed a sigh of relief and opened his mouth to take a deep breath.
"I've read all the things that housekeeper Li gave me." Hearing what he said, Xiao Zhan was not so nervous, and he moved forward a few steps. After thinking about it, he still didn't sit next to him, but just stood.
"Well, this time I went to the south and visited some powerful shops in the south. I found that their way of doing business is different from that in Beijing. If you want to open a shop in Beijing, you probably need to change the way you did in Xucheng before. You can't just copy it as it is." Wang Yibo analysed the way of doing business seriously.
"I know this." Speaking of opening a shop, it is what Xiao Zhan cares about most. Thinking of this, the gloom in his mood faded a little, and he couldn't help but chat with Wang Yibo. Although he was afraid of Wang Yibo, he understood that Wang Yibo could help him a lot in business.
"Have you eaten peaches?" But Wang Yibo changed the subject just after talking about serious things.
Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, not knowing when Wang Yibo asked this question, and nodded. Suddenly, he remembered that he didn't eat it that day, and shook his head again.
"I passed by Xucheng this time, and I saw Xucheng spring peaches on sale, so I bought some and sent them back." Wang Yibo stood up and walked back to Xiao Zhan, "My mother is old and can't eat this kind of cold fruit. I was afraid that you would miss home, so I bought it specially and asked the servant to send it back as soon as possible."
Xiao Zhan widened his eyes in horror and looked at Wang Yibo. He understood every word, but he felt that he didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. If it was what he understood, why did Wang Yibo care about him so much?
"Don't be afraid, my mother asked me to take good care of you, I promised, and naturally I can't break my promise." Wang Yibo didn't give him a chance to question, and answered his questions. Xiao Zhan felt as if he was seen through by Wang Yibo. No matter what he was thinking in his mind, Wang Yibo seemed to be able to give an answer immediately.
Wang Yibo in front of him suddenly softened his image, and spoke in a deep voice. The fatigue from the long journey had not completely subsided, and he had a nasal tone, and his eyes seemed to be a little blue. Xiao Zhan looked at him, and looked at his eyebrows and eyes, and then realized that he hadn't seen him for two months.
"Have you been in heat in the past two months?" Wang Yibo walked a little closer, leaned in front of Xiao Zhan and asked in a low voice. Xiao Zhan paused, he thought of himself hugging the blanket with Wang Yibo's pheromones every night, masturbating with his face in his mind, and climaxing by calling his name. When he thought of this, his whole face was flushed again.
"No, no." Xiao Zhan shook his head and denied it.
"That's good." Wang Yibo smiled easily, crossed his arms and looked at him, "I was afraid that you would be in heat and I couldn't catch up."
"What?" Xiao Zhan raised his head again in surprise and looked at Wang Yibo.
"What if someone saw you in heat and fucked you?" Wang Yibo suddenly reached out and hugged Xiao Zhan in his arms, so fast that Xiao Zhan staggered, "Didn't I tell you that you can only fuck me?"
Such words made Xiao Zhan blush, his head rested on Wang Yibo's shoulder, and his breath was full of Wang Yibo's unique pheromone scent, which flowed into his body through his nasal cavity, and he reacted instantly.
Obviously, the heat period has passed, why is it still like this. Xiao Zhan leaned against Wang Yibo, his legs were weak, and he closed his eyes and tried to make himself more awake.
Suddenly, Wang Yibo pulled him away from his embrace, looked at him, and was silent for a long time: "No, I promised Lao Li that I would finish reviewing the account books tonight."
"Huh?"
The man was pressed against the wall behind the screen, his clothes were lifted up, his pants were loosened and all taken off. Before Xiao Zhan could come to his senses, one of his legs was lifted up by Wang Yibo, and without even a little foreplay or preparation, his hole was penetrated by Wang Yibo's swollen penis.
The two people cried out at the same time, Xiao Zhan because of the sudden feeling of filling and slight pain, and Wang Yibo because of the long-lost pleasure.
"I can't stay too long, soon, I can't help it." Wang Yibo pinched Xiao Zhan's chin, pushed him against the wall, held his hips with one hand, and bit his lips randomly, making Xiao Zhan cry out.
The feeling of emptiness that was not filled by a man during the heat period came all at once. Xiao Zhan's hole, which had just been stretched open, was poked by Wang Yibo's extremely hard penis and slick flowed between the two people's tightly pressed lower bodies. Wang Yibo pinched the snow-white and soft buttocks mercilessly. Xiao Zhan leaned his head against the wall and pinched Wang Yibo's shoulders with both hands, leaving red nail marks all over. The glands stimulated by the alpha once again emitted a large amount of Xiao Zhan's unique pheromones, mixed with Wang Yibo's smell, swirling between the lips and teeth of the two people.
A heart seemed to have settled down. Xiao Zhan's heat period, which he had been relying on himself to think about Wang Yibo for the past two months, was suddenly fulfilled. Although this person was clearly just greedy for his body and he was just relying on him to resist the pain of heat, every love affair always gave Xiao Zhan great, unprecedented satisfaction and pleasure. The numbness that extended from the hole to the top of the head made him desperate and couldn't help but indulge in it again and again.
"You're distracted again. Did I not fuck you hard enough? Hmm?" Wang Yibo complained unhappily while holding his earlobe. Xiao Zhan felt Wang Yibo's huge penis going in and out of his vagina, rubbing against the sensitive points in his body. Every pore in his body was clamouring for overwhelming happiness.
"Ah...ah...comfortable, comfortable..." Xiao Zhan hugged Wang Yibo, and was fucked so hard that he screamed and ejaculated all over the floor. A large amount of vaginal fluid also gushed out of his anus, and he was directly fucked to orgasm. Wang Yibo couldn't stand Xiao Zhan's appearance and his anus that kept tightening during his orgasm. He panted and shot his thick semen into Xiao Zhan's body. He didn't let it slip out of Xiao Zhan's body until it was completely soft.
Xiao Zhan couldn't stand steadily and leaned on Wang Yibo, his legs trembling, white semen and vaginal fluid flowed down his inner thighs and onto his pants. Wang Yibo exerted force and carried him to the bench next to the table. He wiped Xiao Zhan clean little by little with the towel he brought with him, put on his pants, and held him on his legs for a while.
"I have to stay here to work on the account book. You can lie on the couch next to me for a while." Wang Yibo said, carrying Xiao Zhan, who was exhausted, to the couch in the study room, covered him with a thin blanket, and then sat back at the desk and opened the thick account book.
In addition to the body fluids left by the two people just now, there was also a strong smell of books in the study room. Wang Yibo sat at the table and looked at the account book. He looked so serious that he couldn't stand any disturbance. Xiao Zhan lay on the couch, and the afterglow seemed not to have completely subsided. One or two nightingales came from the window that was opened a crack. He turned his head and looked at Wang Yibo who looked serious.
At this moment, he felt nothing in his heart, even the initial shame and anger were gone.
In this small study, Wang Yibo sat not far away and wrote furiously. The night was as quiet as a no-man's land. This kind of silent feeling was very similar to the life of an ordinary family. There was no word, but there was someone to accompany him.
He was indifferent since childhood. He didn't like loneliness, but he had been accompanied by loneliness for many years. This has become a part of his life. Today, in this world, it was Wang Yibo who made his loneliness not come out at night for the first time.
"What are you thinking about again?" Wang Yibo stopped writing and turned his head to look at Xiao Zhan.
"Nothing, I want to see peach blossoms."