Bringing a box of black forest cake in his hand, Hao Xuan was more than welcome in Jiyang's house. He didn't need everyone's approval before entering the property.
"Where is YangJi?" he asked one of the servants. The middle aged woman led him to the balcony on the second floor. Jiyang was sitting on a chair with a soft pillow under his ass. He was still sore and lonely. Smiling, Hao Xuan peeked through the door and called, "YangJi!"
At first, Jiyang thought he just missed Hao Xuan so much that he started hearing things. Yet, when he turned around to see whether he was imagining things or not, Hao Xuan was there standing at the door. He was really present in flesh.
"Xuanxuan" the angel smiled and gestured his arms like a kid asking for a hug. Hao Xuan greeted the angel with a sweet and long kiss.
"Who helped you change your clothes, baby?" Hao Xuan asked as he removed Jiyang's pants. Jiyang was confused when the bad guy removed his pants all of a sudden.
"You idiot! Are you trying to kill me?!" Jiyang asked in disbelief as his undergarment and pants fell on the floor.
"Sssh, I'm not going to do anything to you. I'll just put the ointment I bought for you" Hao Xuan giggled and carried the angel to the soft and big couch on the corner of the balcony. The furniture was made of classy and fine materials, it almost looked like a small round bed with three soft pillows arranged properly on one side. Hao Xuan laid Jiyang with his stomach resting on the futton.
"Spread your legs a bit wider, baby" Hao Xuan said in the most delicate way. He sounded like a doctor talking to his patient. The angel opened his legs a bit wider and a pinkish tortured hole greeted the naughty guy. Hao Xuan restrained himself and laid flat beside Jiyang. He applied a mounted amount of ointment on his finger and slowly pasted it on the pink hole.
"Ahh! It hurts. Your finger is too dry and rough. It stings when it touches the area" Jiyang begged. He was not kidding. It felt like adding salt to the wound.
"Should I use my tongue? It is way smoother than my finger" Hao Xuan suggested.
"No, don't. I doubt the medicine tastes good. I don't want to kiss a person with bitter tongue. Ah forget it! Don't apply the ointment anymore" Jiyang hissed and leaned his back closer to Hao Xuan's chest.
"I think this way is better, hm?" Hao Xuan smirked while poking his slimy dick on Jiyang's hole. He heard no protest at all. He rubbed his tip filled with medicine carefully on the pink hole and bit his bottom lip. By any chance that he would loose control, he might ram his thick member inside that sore spot.
"Ahh, enough or I'll get a hard on" Jiyang retreated and faced Hao Xuan. He snuggled into the bad guy's chest and hugged him tight.
He mumbled underneath his breath, "What have you done to me, Xuanxuan? You've successfully turned me into a slut for you"
"Now, stop provoking me. You don't want to be in a hospital, do you?" Hao Xuan chuckled, it was indeed a clear warning. He reached for his now hard dick and started jerking himself off. Jiyang watched Hao Xuan as how the bad guy groped his thick member, how he bit his lips when he called Jiyang's name, how his veins popped out of his neck and forehead when he came. He looked at the angel beside him with a happy and satisfied smile.
"That was fast" a grin appeared behind Jiyang's teeth while biting his bottom lip.
"And that is your fault. You're so fucking sexy that I get horny everytime I see you" Hao Xuan replied. In Jiyang's eyes, he looked like a beast on heat for the entire year.
"Xuan" Jiyang's voice was sweet. Yet, it sounded worried and lonely at the same time. Hearing this, Hao Xuan felt a little worried.
"What is it, babe? Are you hurting somewhere? Why do I feel that you are hurt?" Hao Xuan always says what he feels. Jiyang told him that he must be honest with him all the time -that included his doubts and worries.
"It's just that..." Jiyang started sobbing, he rubbed his eyes and sniffed the tiny snot coming out from his nose.
Hao Xuan panicked, "Hey hey, why are you crying all of a sudden? YangJi, please don't be like this"
"You're not going to abandon me, are you?" Jiyang's puffy eyes made the bad guy guilty for no reason. The angel's tears had always been his weakness.
"I just can't... I can't imagine myself living without you by my side" the angel confessed.
"Where did that idea came from? Baby, that will never happen. Hmm?" Hao Xuan kissed Jiyang on the lips. It was a slow paced and passionate kiss. Jiyang was not kissing him back, he just let Hao Xuan's tongue claimed the entire space in his mouth. Hao Xuan bit Jiyang's bottom lip, sucked it, licked it again, pulling and sucking the angel's tongue as if he wanted to cut the wet muscle using his teeth. Jiyang's saliva dripped down and Hao Xuan cupped his face, his thumbs rubbing on either side of the angel's cheek as Jiyang shed small tears.
Adter the kiss, Jiyang was a panting mess.
"Baby, please don't bring this topic again. It sounds like you're breaking up with me. I can't take it. I won't accept it even if you insist. I would rather lock you up inside my room and make you mine forever. That's how much I love you. You know I will do everything to make you not leave me." Hao Xuan swore.
"Promise me you won't ever unlove me, Xuanxuan" Jiyang said and made a pinky swear.
Hao Xuan chuckled for he found it too childish. He played with Jiyang's pinky finger by licking it and finally locked the promise with his own pinky finger.
"Promise"
They smiled at each other and kissed for a while. Hao Xuan let the taller sit in between his legs while hugging Jiyang from the back. He started massaging Jiyang's stomach with his skillfull hand and randomly groped the angel's relaxed dick.
"Baby, I think something happened between my cousin and brother Zan" Hao Xuan said absentmindedly while staring at Jiyang's leaking member.
"Like what...ah!...stop playing with it" Jiyang blushed. Though he told Xuan to stop playing with his dick, the truth is he was really enjoying the burning pleasure.
"They seem more awkward than they had always been in the past. And the worse thing is, my cousin looks very guilty this time. Zan started to behave like when we first met him. You know, that look in his eyes..." Hao Xuan stopped talking and let Jiyang come in his hands.
After panting for a while, Jiyang's tired voice spoke, "Those eyes filled without a glance of emotion? Zan looked empty again?"
Hao Xuan, "Yeah"
He rested his chin on Jiyang's shoulder and pouted, "I wonder what Yibo did this time. Seeing Zan looked empty than being scared of my cousin makes me feel uneasy. It feels like...Zan isn't scared of anything anymore, even from dying."
"I'll go to school tomorrow. I'll talk to Zan and ask him directly. You talk to your cousin about this matter. I can't stand watching Zan being like that ever again" Jiyang said and looked at the box of black forest cake from the table.
"Baby, did you bought that for me?" he asked and pointed the box. Hao Xuan kissed Jiyang's neck and smiled, "Of course."
At Huang's residence, the three ate dinner with an unusual atmosphere. Mrs. Huang was the first one to notice, "Boys, is there something that you're not telling me?"
Yibo gulped the lump inside his throat as he glanced at the older secretly. Following Yibo's eyes, Mrs. Huang looked at Zan who was silently eating. She saw the small cut on Zan's lips and asked, "Honey, who did that to you?"
It was the cut he received from the bald guy. It almost healed but Zan's complexion was too pale that even the slightest bruise on his face would get your attention.
"Don't mind it, Ma. Just some bastard trying to ruin my beautiful face because they are so unfortunate to be uglier than me." Zan chuckled and looked at Mrs. Huang with a fine smile.
"Do I need to go to school for you to let the teachers know?" Mrs. Huang asked.
"Nah, I'll make sure to return them the favor when we meet on the streets. You don't have to go through the trouble, they already transferred school the next day after the incident. We should thanks Yibby for that" Zan added. Hearing Zan talk like this amused Yibo and it made him feel uneasy. It was as if Zan suddenly turned into a different person.
"Oh? Then that's good! Have you treated it properly? Your wounds?" Mrs. Huang asked and continued eating. She felt proud with her sons for some reasons.
"Yes, Ma. I can manage. By the way, how was your new project going?" Zan asked while looking directly into Mrs. Huang's eyes, he was observing her. Yibo frowned and stared at Zan intensely. What are you up to, Zan? I can't tell what you are thinking right now!
"Quite difficult but refreshing. And also YangXuan never spared me. They didn't want to share, hmp! Those two kids! They're treating me like I'm not their mommy at all. Should I threaten them for not coming here again if they don't share their love story with me?" Mrs. Huang looked frustrated but funny at the same time. Zan chuckled with the lady's, behavior. The sight was so unusual for the bad boy that he slammed his spoon on the table. Both Mrs. Huang and Zan froze in shock, it was as if someone spoiled the mood.
"Honey, what's wrong?" Mrs. Huang asked. Zan just looked at Yibo with an apathetic look.
"Zan, let's talk" the bad boy hissed.
"Sure, after dinner-"
"Right now"
"Stop being a kid, Yibby" Zan chuckled and gave Mrs. Huang an apologetic look. The lady agreed in silence. Seeing that the two seemed to understand each other's thought, Yibo got pissed even more. He grabbed Zan's wrist and dragged him outside the house. This was the most displeasing action he made in front of Mrs. Huang. The lady was left frozen in the dining area as she watched her two sons left the house.
"My my, puberty really is a pain in the head. I hope they don't catch a cold outside. Whether updates today said that there is a big chance for rainfall" Mrs. Huang shook her head and continued eating.
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