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Somehow, he felt a little aggrieved.
Cen Yelan had never felt aggrieved before. He was alone and had nothing in his life. He had nothing to feel aggrieved about, and he didn’t care about it either. Now, facing this young man who was ten years younger than him, he felt as if he had suffered a great injustice and was filled with unbearable sadness.
The emotion came inexplicably, Cen Yelan had never experienced it before, and for a moment, he felt ridiculous. But the panic and grievance was real, Yuan Zheng seemed to have sensed it, and when he looked up and saw it, he was stunned. A ray of clarity emerged from his impatience and desire, he leaned over to kiss Cen Yelan’s red eyes and said in a hoarse voice, “…It’s not like we haven’t done it before, why are you still feeling aggrieved—”
Cen Yelan was stunned. Yuan Zheng’s tone was so gentle that he didn’t know what to do. His toes curled up helplessly. He subconsciously wanted to escape from the bed. When he let go and turned over, Yuan Zheng quickly hugged his waist, snorted, and laughed, “When I bullied you, you were unhappy, when I cared for you, you still ran away. Cen Yelan, why are you so hard to please?”
Cen Yelan frowned, his heart beating so hard that it seemed to be about to jump out of his chest. He opened his mouth and called out, “…Yuan Zheng.”
Cen Yelan said, “I am thirty years old, not young anymore.”
“Old and boring, and neither male nor female…” This body is a hidden acne in Cen Yelan’s heart, causing hidden pain. He lowered his eyes and asked Yuan Zheng softly, “Even if you are curious and greedy for novelty, it is only a momentary pleasure. What do you like about me? Why do you have to be obsessed with me?”
Yuan Zheng looked at Cen Yelan, but what came to his mind was the loneliness between Cen Yelan’s eyes. He sighed softly and said, “Why don’t you believe me?”
“It was all true when I said I like you, I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. It wasn’t a spur of the moment decision, it was a result of deep emotion and careful consideration.” The two bodies were pressed tightly together, and Yuan Zheng lowered his head and kissed Cen Yelan’s forehead. “At that time, I wanted to live freely with you in the fiefdom for the rest of my life, and now…”
Yuan Zheng said, “Now—Ah Lan, the only thing I want is you.”
Cen Yelan was stunned, staring at Yuan Zheng in a daze. Yuan Zheng looked at him deeply, suddenly laughed, and whispered, “You even ask me why I like you? You should ask yourself, why do you make me like you so much?”
Cen Yelan was speechless.
Yuan Zheng became more and more confident and unreasonable, saying, “General Cen, you made me unable to get anyone else in my eyes, and you also rejected and didn’t like me! Tell me, aren’t you the same as Chen Shimei[mfn]Chinese opera character who abandoned his wife and family for ambition.[/mfn]? It doesn’t make any sense at all!”
Cen Yelan was speechless at the accusation, frowning and saying, “You are making up a story…”
Yuan Zheng said, “It is obvious that General Cen does not want to take responsibility, and Zhen’s sincere love is in vain, but what can I do—”
Seeing that he was getting more and more outrageous and shameless, Cen Yelan raised his hand to cover his mouth. The two of them looked at each other. Yuan Zheng was nonchalant, but his eyes were serious and sincere, like fire, burning Cen Yelan’s fingers and making them tremble. His heart beat faster.
Yuan Zheng kissed his palm, Cen Yelan suddenly pulled back his hand. He kissed his forehead and nose again, and whispered, “Cen Yelan, I like you. I like this unique Cen Yelan in the world.”
Cen Yelan panted briefly and said, “…Don’t say anymore.”
Yuan Zheng kissed his lips again. “Can you trust and love me a little more, hmm?”
Cen Yelan couldn’t stand him licking him like a puppy. He was clearly the emperor, but he was still like a naive teenager, begging for favor from his beloved. His heart was numb with his questions, “Yuan Zheng…”
Yuan Zheng pinched his chin and thrust his tongue deep into his mouth, hooking the dodgy tip of his tongue and kissing him passionately. His tongue was soft, chasing and entwining, like two boats in the deep sea, supporting each other to the death. Cen Yelan was almost defeated. His grip on Yuan Zheng’s shoulders tightened and loosened as he struggled desperately.
Yuan Zheng looked at his curled fingers, the smile on his face slowly disappearing, a thought floated into his mind, his breathing choked, “…Cen Yelan?”
Cen Yelan had nowhere to hide under his gaze. Somehow, his body began to tremble. He gritted his teeth and spoke, “Yuan Zheng, I—”
Yuan Zheng said nothing.
Cen Yelan’s lips trembled as he murmured, “This is mine… He has nothing to do with you. He has nothing to do with you.”
General what do you mean? the baby has a father, it has everything to do with that bastard on top of you. He’s the one that made you that way let him be responsible and slap him around a little. 🥹