We shouldn't.
The thought came across Shen Jingwei's mind several times, but he was powerless to resist Yan Renzhong's advances.
Fingers intertwined intimately, the taller man pinned him onto the ground and shifted his weight on top of him.
Shower of kisses rained down upon him.
Yan Renzhong peppered every inch of Shen Jingwei's exposed skin with kisses and bites, intent on marking Shen Jingwei thoroughly and warding unwelcome rivals.
Deep inside Shen Jingwei's heart, there was a forbidden vault that he locked away years ago.
Right now, this very vault made his appearance again, bobbing up and down the sea of his consciousness, reminding him of what he truly craved and desired.
Shen Jingwei clawed into Yan Renzhong's back, digging his fingers into the latter's flesh.
He was stupid.
Three years had flown by but he was still the stupid trainee from three years ago.
He had loved a man who did not love him back in return.
