The darkness has started to penetrate every corner of the city. On the crowded road of Shanghai, Feng Yang's BMW quickly shuttled among other cars as he was driving Arthur back to his house.
The couple quickly arrived at the apartment. Opening the door, Arthur took a curious look of the surrounding.
The apartment was as clean, simple and stylish as Arthur once envisioned.
There were only three colors in the whole house: black, white and blue. The simple yet sophisticated black, the concise and pure white and the charming blue, these three colours merged together to form a wonderful visual effect. Of course, the main colours were black and white, with only a handful of blue tones scattered in between to play the role of icing on the cake.
Arthur then slumped on the sofa, acting as if he were in his own home.
"This apartment looks so nice! Why did you act like you had not found the hotel to stay yesterday, huh?" He raised an eyebrow and directed the question at Feng Yang.
The ears of the man who was asked were dyed hue of crimson. But he kept his face straight and responded coldly in a small voice:
"I did not expect that our friend Arthur would reject his boyfriend like that."
Hearing this answer, Arthur nearly fell down the sofa.
Arthur, "…?＿?"
When did his Feng Yang become such a flirt!!?
He really like it!
This scene made a light smile appear on Feng Yang's face.
Arthur then asked: "So what is there for the dinner? I know several takeaways with great reputations in Shanghai."
Feng Yang responded immediately: "No need. I have prepared the materials. Let me take charge of the dinner for you tonight."
Arthur thought he heard wrong and couldn't help asking, "You will personally cook?"
Feng Yang calmly nodded. "Yes, I will."
As he spoke, Feng Yang opened the fridge and took out all the ingredients for the dinner.
Despite this, Arthur still showed an expression his distrust. "Are you sure you not gonna poison me with some dark cuisine?"
Feeling offended, Feng Yang only humped coolly and said. "Wait and see."
Unlike his act, Arthur, in fact, felt quite excited to try Feng Yang's dishes. It was his boyfriend efforts after all. He then had the idea of 'maybe I can watch' and offered to help in the kitchen. Feng Yang made a look of consideration at Arthur's offer before abruptly entering the kitchen.
As Feng Yang pulled out the ingredients from the bag, Arthur looked at them one by one and his expression gradually changed from "（⊙口⊙）" to "（/=＿=）/".
Arthur wondered, 'What is this? This shrimp, chicken, pork and pieces of meat!!! What do you want to do?'
As if he perceived the youth's suspicion and indignation, the handsome and elegant man calmly removed the shrimp from the preserved box and replied quietly, "Oh, today's time is limited. So I will make something simple. For example, Kung Pao chicken, crystal shrimp, sweet and sour pork…ah, and boiled meat."
Arthur's face turned red with excitement as he heard these familiar dishes. But he did not know that the man was quietly looking at his flushed face with curved lips.
The thing that happened next made Arthur's eyes become bigger. It was the first time he received such a big stimulus since getting acquainted with Feng Yang. It was because he saw that this man could smoothly and skillfully cook!!!
Vinegar, soy sauce, cooking wine… these ingredients seemed alive in the man's hands. As long as he needed them, Feng Yang didn't even look as he directly picked up the right seasoning and calmly placed them in the pot.
For example, Arthur always got mixed up when he put in sugar. He had to pay careful attention, not putting in too much or too little. But how did Feng Yang do it?
He didn't even look as he used a spoon to scoop up sugar!
The fine white sugar covered the pork tenderloin like snowflakes with a single movement of the man's wrist. The sweet and sour fragrance soon diffused from the pot to the surrounding area. Arthur smelt it and drooled, but Feng Yang's leisurely movements didn't slow down.
Feng Yang picked up the cooking wine and poured some inside. Arthur was extremely thrilled to find that—
The pan was on fire!
…Well, although Arthur's family has a Western - Chinese fusion restaurant, his cooking ability was only ordinary. Of course, he had witnessed his father putting alcohol in a pan. The combination of alcohol and fire and could make meat more delicious and authentic. However, seeing such a usually cold and serious man like Feng Yang exhibited such a level of cooking, he was still shocked !
How could he imagine that this man had such good cooking skills?
It couldn't be!
This was Feng Yang!
Feng Yang had said that he could cook really well during their time in the hotel. Arthur now believed it.
Once the crystal shrimp was done, Arthur had already removed the expression of astonishment on his face, but he continued to look at Feng Yang intently.
People often say that focused man is the most handsome. This sentence is now officially certified by Arthur!
After a second of simping, he calmly helped Feng Yang by passing over bowls and dishes… Yes, this was the only help he could give in the kitchen.
"Aren't you surprised?" Feng Yang asked calmly while holding white soy sauce.
Arthur smiled slightly and nodded. "Yes, I'm really surprised."
How could he not be surprised?
Arthur saw the man pick up a carrot and small kitchen knife, carving a lifelike flower.
Seeing things were becoming more and more outrageous, Arthur couldn't help asking curiously, "I did not expect you to cook. Don't you have a serious obsession with cleanliness?"
Feng Yang placed the crystal shrimp on the plate and said casually, "You and I are the only ones eating what I cook."
The man's face was calm with no ups and downs, as if he really was speaking casually without any other meaning. However, Arthur was slightly startled. At this moment, Arthur felt the intoxication from his new love once again hit his brain.
Arthur's lips curves and he felt like laughing as he looked at the man's tall, upright back. He finally gave a low chuckle and didn't say anything else.
At this moment, Arthur discovered that the silent and stoic Feng Yang had disappeared.
The Feng Yang now, with his every casual move, is able to make his heart pound non-stop.
There were only four dishes. However, they were as exquisite as those from the best restaurants. The Kung Pao chicken was rich in sauce and savoury. The excellent taste could be felt just by looking at it. The crystal shrimp was fresh and bright, with some green leaves used (Arthur can't say for sure these types of things). The green leaves were placed around the plate, highlighting the shrimp like stars around the moon.
In addition to being fragrant and tasty, Feng Yang's dishes also had impeccable visual beauty.
If Arthur was holding a measuring tape, he would find that all the leaves on the plate were placed at a fixed distance, with the maximum error margin being no more than 3mm. In addition to the man's paranoia, this type of placement suited his aesthetic requirements.
Arthur ate the dishes while full of thoughts. His 'I can't give into evil forces, calm down' slowly became 'How can this dish be so delicious?'. In the end, it changed to the grief-filled 'No, how can it be gone? I can still eat 10 bowls of rice.'
Feng Yang didn't move his chopsticks. He ate two random mouthfuls before putting them down on the white porcelain bowl. He crossed his hands, gently supported his chin and stared at the youth with a light smile.
Their first meal as boyfriends passed on like that, funny yet romantic.
...
After the meal, Arthur took the responsibility of washing the dishes. Meanwhile, Feng Yang did some clean-up and took out the trash.
In the late night, the two of them snuggled to each other on the sofa, while absent-mindedly watching the television.
"Tomorrow, let's accompany me to buy some souvenirs for my parents." Lying on Feng Yang's chest, Arthur spoke.
"I thought you would have to leave tomorrow." Feng Yang smiled happily while caressing the youth's hair dotingly.
"I could not bear to leave you yet." Arthur then held Feng Yang's waist tightly and buried himself in Feng Yang's strong arms.
The two who had just confirmed their relationship were now full of each other's figure in their minds. They then cuddled together on the sofa just like two newlyweds.
...
Suddenly, Arthur turned his body and (not)accidentally slipped his hand below the loose T-shirt of Feng Yang.
The other boy froze. Feng Yang's abdominal muscles contracted at the cool touch of his hand. He bowed his head and looked down at Arthur.
Arthur bit his lower lip and looked back at him with a suggestive smile. His fingers trailed across his mermaid line, slipping down to his strong thighs and rubbing the big bulge on his crotch.
Feng Yang opened his eyes wide.
Catching his momentary flustering, Arthur yanked his hand down and kissed the man fiercely on the lips. The kiss was too sudden and intense. Feng Yang didn't have a chance to respond as the youth sucked at his lips madly.
Feng Yang slowly closed his eyes and held the youth's waist, directly capturing control of the hands touching his body. He also responded and kissed with all his strength.
With Feng Yang under his body, Arthur wantonly plundered every corner of his man's mouth.
At this moment, Feng Yang's eyes became even darker. He suppressed the agitation in his voice and whispered, "We are still young."
Hearing this ridiculous argument, the youth's eyes narrowed dangerously, and he sneered, "Feng Yang, two days 'til I leave. Stop being a hypocrite!"
Saying so, Arthur held the bulge on the other's man body.
Feng Yang flushed, as if dripping with blood. The blue veins on his neck bulged fiercely as he blankly stared ahead, panting heavily. He gasped as though there was a roaring dragon in his chest, his body burning hot as fire.
Finally, the moment that lust overcame restraints, Feng Yang leaned over and lightly touched the youth's lips, whispering, "Arthur, this is what you forced me to do."
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Warning, high energy ahead!