After the kiss ended, Meng Ting turned around and met Dahuang and Maoqiu’s gazes. His eyes widened slightly, and he gently tapped Dahuang’s head, educating him, “From now on, when Yan Sui and I kiss, you two should turn your heads away, got it?”
Dahuang didn’t respond, but Maoqiu meowed, then jumped onto Meng Ting’s lap. Meng Ting picked it up and kissed the fur on its head, saying, “Maoqiu is still the well-behaved one.”
He rubbed Maoqiu and then looked at Yan Sui again, “Look, our Maoqiu has become more beautiful.”
Maoqiu has been at the Yan family for over two months now. The wounds on its body have mostly healed, and the fur that was once shaved off has grown back, covering those ugly scars. Meng Ting has taken good care of it, and the newly grown white fur is smooth. It has indeed become more beautiful.
Compared to before, it has become more lively and active, and the name ‘Maoqiu’ is becoming more and more appropriate.
Yan Sui pulled Meng Ting over again, kissed his forehead, and whispered, “Beautiful.”
The cat is beautiful, but its owner is even more beautiful. The shackles in Meng Ting’s heart gradually fell away, and he became more and more vibrant and beautiful.
Meng Ting nodded gently, and lay down in Yan Sui’s arms with Maoqiu in his arms. While stroking Maoqiu’s fur, he asked Yan Sui, “Actually, I’m already better. When can I go to school?”
Yan Sui hesitated slightly before answering the question, “In two days.”
Meng Ting didn’t have any problems with him around, but Yan Sui was still worried that he would feel uncomfortable when suddenly facing an unfamiliar environment.
In fact, Meng Ting didn’t particularly want to go to school either, so when he heard Yan Sui say this, he immediately nodded, “Okay.”
Yan Sui lowered his eyes and looked at Meng Ting. He suddenly felt a bit more worried. He was not worried about his physical or mental health, but worried that someone would take a fancy to Meng Ting. Thinking of this, he added, “Just focus on your studies when you get to school.”
Meng Ting nodded in agreement, “Mm, I want to go to college, and I want to earn money, a lot of money.”
Yan Sui’s eyebrows slightly raised, clearly satisfied with this answer. He leaned in a bit, kissed Meng Ting’s lips again, and softly said, “Good boy.”
Meng Ting didn’t respond; he gently tugged at Yan Sui’s collar, tilted his chin slightly, and the two began kissing again.
Meng Ting let go of Maoqiu, stroked Yan Sui’s hair, gently tugged at it, and then softly rubbed it.
Yan Sui slightly straightened his body, brushed Maoqiu on Meng Ting’s belly with one hand, then picked him up and headed straight upstairs. As for Maoqiu and Dahuang, they already knew the way to their nest and didn’t need anyone to guide them.
Meng Ting pressed her lips together, leaned on Yan Sui’s shoulder, and smiled faintly, which was extremely charming.
Yan Sui glanced at him briefly and quickened his pace even more.
Meng Ting also seemed to realize why Yan Sui quickened his pace. He suppressed his slight smile, pressed his lips together, and whispered in Yan Sui’s ear, “No rush, we’ll always be together. We can do whatever we want, whenever we want.”
Meng Ting pondered for a moment and then shook his head, “No, it has to be somewhere where there are only the two of us, preferably our room.”
Yan Sui’s hand holding Meng Ting tightened a little more. As soon as the door opened, Meng Ting immediately hugged his neck and kissed him, seeming even more eager than he was.
Meng Ting’s kiss, in terms of technique, hasn’t improved much, but he makes up for it with his earnestness. He kisses and licks, very persistently. Yan Sui puts him on the bed, but he still clings tightly to Yan Sui’s neck, nibbling away. He saw Yan Sui’s Adam’s apple rolling up and down due to his slightly hurried breathing.
He opened his mouth and caught it in his mouth; Adam’s apple is one of the most sensitive spots on most men’s bodies, and Yan Sui is probably no exception.
“Meng Ting…” Yan Sui called out softly, his ears slightly red, his expression a mix of helplessness and indulgence.
Meng Ting licked Yan Sui’s Adam’s apple again, then let go and asked, “What?”
Yan Sui couldn’t say anything either; he lowered his head to seek Meng Ting’s lips, but he avoided him.
He gently pushed Yan Sui, but Yan Sui still didn’t fall. Meng Ting used a bit of force and also demanded, “Lie down.”
Yan Sui always knew that Meng Ting could drive people crazy when he was being persistent, but at this moment, he really had no choice but to lie down.
Yan Sui lay down, and Meng Ting flipped over and sat on his hips. Feeling a certain part of Yan Sui that was already becoming quite prominent, he gently tugged at Yan Sui’s clothes but still planned to proceed according to his own intentions.
“I want to kiss you. Once I’ve kissed you enough, we can continue.”
So what he meant was that he would continue to light the fire, but Yan Sui would have to continue to keep enduring.
Yan Sui didn’t know whether he could do it or not, so he naturally couldn’t answer. Meng Ting just took it as a tacit agreement.
He leaned in and kissed Yan Sui’s cheek, then used both hands to unbutton Yan Sui’s clothes. The coat was relatively easy to take off, but the shirt underneath was not so easy to unbutton. There was a row of buttons, especially since he clearly didn’t have the talent for multitasking.
As he unbuttoned, his kisses became vague and perfunctory. When he was kissing someone seriously, he could spend ten minutes on just one button.
Yan Sui wanted to unbutton it himself, but Meng Ting noticed his intention and didn’t say anything, just staring at the person expectantly. Yan Sui had no choice but to helplessly retract his hand.
“Done.” Meng Ting squinted his eyes, then shifted his body to the side, and placed his clothes on the stool by the bed.
He turned around and looked at the person again. Yan Sui’s eyes were slightly red with a hint of restraint, but the look in his eyes was still full of tenderness.
Meng Ting leaned in and kissed Yan Sui’s eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and he comforted Yan Sui again, “Wait until I finish kissing you, then you can do whatever you want later, but now you have to be good.”
The words ‘whatever’ were too tempting, and Yan Sui lightly pressed his lips together, then nodded.
Meng Ting kissed Yan Sui’s lips again as if rewarding him, then continued his earnest and teasing kiss.
His heart’s desire to kiss Yan Sui and Yan Sui’s desire to kiss him should be the same, because he likes the person in front of him too much and could only express it in this way, even doing things he had never thought of doing before.
Yan Sui gently grabbed Meng Ting’s hair, his breath no longer able to be restrained, “Meng Ting, you don’t have to…”
Meng Ting did not reply to Yan Sui’s words. This was the first time he did something like this, so he had to be absolutely serious. Otherwise, if he accidentally hurt Yan Sui, it would completely go against his original intention of doing this.
Meng Ting devoted himself wholeheartedly, and Yan Sui gradually let go of his feelings of concern for him.
The lights in the room were still bright, but all the light seemed to converge on the person in front of him. Yan Sui’s breathing became erratic, and the waves of emotion in his body were increasingly difficult to control, but his eyes and heart were completely occupied by Meng Ting.
“Meng Ting, I love you.”
Yan Sui’s voice came with a slight hoarseness, and Meng Ting’s ears turned red. He slowly straightened up, glanced at Yan Sui twice, and then ran towards the bathroom.
Yan Sui’s voice came with a hint of hoarseness, and Meng Ting’s ears also turned red. He slowly straightened up, glanced at Yan Sui twice, and then ran towards the bathroom.
“Spit, spit, spit,” he rinsed his mouth for a long time before finally coming out.
He hesitated for a moment in front of the bathroom door, his cheeks growing redder and redder, but still opened the door and went back to the room.
Yan Sui was lying on his side, his lower body covered with a blanket. His gaze was fixed on the bathroom door, and when he saw it open, he sat up.
“Come here.”
Meng Ting approached, sat by the bed, and then was pulled into Yan Sui’s embrace.
Before, he still feel a bit shy, but when Yan Sui hugged him, that shyness gradually disappeared. He actually just wanted Yan Sui to be happy.
“Have you rinsed your mouth thoroughly?” Yan Sui asked softly while rubbing Meng Ting’s hair. His voice still carried a hint of emotion, but to Meng Ting’s ears, it sounded even more seductive.
“Mm,” Meng Ting replied. He hugged Yan Sui back and then crawled onto the bed.
Yan Sui embraced Meng Ting and turned around, not only bringing him back to bed but also pinning him down, “I love you.”
He didn’t know if Meng Ting had heard him say this before, but he didn’t mind telling him again, once, twice… however many times it took.
“I love you, Meng Ting,” Yan Sui kissed Meng Ting’s lips and repeated it again.
The distance between the two people is extremely close, their noses touching, their breaths mingling, but that’s not enough; they still faintly yearn for an even closer contact, the kind of contact where their bodies intertwined and their souls blended.
Meng Ting raised his eyes and met Yan Sui’s gaze. He nodded gently, “I know, I love you too.”
“Yan Sui, I love you,” Meng Ting’s eyes were tinged with a hint of desire, but his expression remained serious and solemn. “Perhaps I don’t love you as much as you love me, but I will love you, more and more.”
In fact, he had only just learned to like people and to love people, and he had not learned it very well, but he would apply whatever he had learned on Yan Sui.
Meng Ting’s sweet words, as always, made Yan Sui unable to control himself. His lips gently brushed against Meng Ting’s forehead, then landed on his lips, “Me too.”
Loving more and more, day by day, deeper and deeper.
Yan Sui took off Meng Ting’s clothes, and he was already much more skilled and quicker at it. Plus, Meng Ting himself was particularly cooperative.
His young body remained sensitive and inexperienced. Yan Sui gradually became familiar with his body, and before long, Meng Ting was gasping for breath. He clung to Yan Sui’s chest, softly and passionately calling out. Even the most touching melody couldn’t evoke such a tantalizing feeling in Yan Sui.
Meng Ting remembered his own words. After he kissed him enough, he had to let Yan Sui do ‘whatever’ he wanted with him, turning around when told to, lifting his legs when told to, and many other extremely shameful poses, which he also did with a blushing face.
But at the same time, he suddenly understood that the word ‘whatever’ could no longer be said casually.
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一心二用 (yī xīn èr yòng): to do two things at once (idiom); to multitask; to divide one’s attention.
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