Zi Han had never seen this side of Yi Chen before. Yes, he would have special requests here and there. They could do it in the kitchen, the bathroom and in front of the ceiling to floor windows high up in the sky. But this hovercar thing was new. There was enough space to do stuff but...
Yi Chen sat next to him with his arms leisurely resting on the backrest of the seat while staring at him with a burning gaze.
Zi Han smiled while flicking his fingers playfully. He bit his inner lip and asked, "What?"
Yi Chen licked his lower lip lightly before saying, "Come sit here," while patting his thigh.
Zi Han glanced down at Yi Chen's pants and his brow arched when he saw that tent pitched on his crotch. His lower half suddenly felt very itchy.
He got up and sat on Yi Chen's lap with his legs spread apart. He wrapped his fingers at the back of Yi Chen's neck and lowered his head kissing his forehead.
