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Yan Lu stepped out the door feeling more than a little awkward. The thin strap was wedged between the soft flesh of his ass, and with every step, the strange sensation only intensified. The front was tight too, leaving him frowning deeply and looking downright hostile. From a distance, he spotted Zhong Zong leaning against a lamppost, wearing a simple white baseball jacket and a small backpack. His fair fingers tapped away at his phone screen, a faint smile tugging at his lips. More than a few passersby…- 58.3 K • Completed
- The campus was bustling with the noise of students returning. Yan Lu returned to school to take care of his departure paperwork. Love really did come at a cost. Getting into C University wasn’t as simple as just wanting to go. After returning home, he told his father about aiming for C University. Though his father didn’t outright reject the idea, the stunned expression on his face made it clear just how unrealistic he thought that goal was. Still, with his son finally back home, Father Yan…
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- Yan Lu was slowly getting used to his current life. More than anything, he and Zhong Zong were spending more time together. Even though they often bickered over the smallest things, the closeness between them was undeniable. That day, he was helping Chen Qing tidy up the shop. Ever since being marked, Chen Qing had been radiating pink bubbles every day, completely wrapped up in the heat of new love. Yan Lu had no idea what the hell was going on between those two. Just a while back, Chen Qing had even…
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- Zhong Zong’s lips were tightly pressed as he worked his fingers quickly inside, stretching him until loud, wet squelches filled the air. Then he grabbed Yan Lu’s hips, propped himself against the armrest of the sofa, pulled open the waistband of Yan Lu’s underwear, and guided his rock-hard cock through the gap. In that kneeling position, Zhong Zong slid himself in. The underwear dug deep into his ass, squeezing the flesh into a sharp crease, but Zhong Zong didn’t even bother pulling it off.…
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- Time passed slowly. The wound on Yan Lu’s arm began to scab and heal. The two of them returned to the rhythm of old friends. After his heat ended, Zhong Zong never touched him again. During the day, Yan Lu went to work. At night, he came home for dinner. Zhong Zong was busy with his own affairs. Yan Lu had no idea what exactly he was working on. His father had tried calling him a few times, but after so many years, Yan Lu no longer held out hope for any real response from him. Rather than…
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- Yan Lu casually stretched out his body, clearly in a good mood despite the injury on his arm. The smell coming from the kitchen caught his attention, and he walked in, looking for meat to snack on. But the moment Zhong Zong saw him, the bastard barked, "Who told you to wear that?" At that moment, Yan Lu was fishing out a piece of pork trotter from the bowl. The sauce dripped down his fingers, and he casually licked it off before glancing up, looking slightly puzzled. "Didn't I tell you…
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- Zhong Zong quietly picked out the meat, weighed it, and paid at the counter. Whatever warm atmosphere that had lingered between them had completely vanished. Yan Lu trailed behind, eyes fixed on Zhong Zong. His hands instinctively moved behind his back, and he nervously rubbed at his spine with the backs of his fingers. He always did that when he didn’t know what to do. Zhong Zong had grown up with him. There was no way he didn’t know. But Zhong Zong only gave him a faint glance before lifting…
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- Realizing that arguing would lead nowhere, Chen Qing turned around, dragged Yan Lu into the bakery and slammed the door shut from the inside, locking it tight. They went into the small back room. Chen Qing poured himself a big glass of cola and downed it before his anger finally subsided. He wiped his mouth, then noticed the awful look on Yan Lu’s face. Only then did it hit him just how ridiculous his earlier words had been. He felt completely embarrassed. Setting the glass down, he poured one…
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- Chen Qing didn’t continue. Yan Lu didn’t push for answers either. He just muttered, “Whether it was real or fake between you two, what’s it got to do with me?” Chen Qing let out a small laugh. “You reek of his scent head to toe. How could it have nothing to do with you?” Yan Lu froze. He just realized that he hadn’t used any perfume. He left the house without bringing his scent-blocker. Even though he took his suppressant pills, the faint pheromones from a temporary mark…
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- He slept straight through to the next day. Zhong Zong called out to wake him up. Yan Lu tossed and turned in bed, annoyed, the blanket bunched up under his bare ass. Even with his dick out early in the morning, he didn’t feel the least bit cold. No matter how loud Zhong Zong called, he wouldn’t wake. So Zhong Zong stopped calling. He went to wash his hands, then came back and grabbed Yan Lu's cock with his icy wet fingers. Yan Lu jolted awake in shock, his dick shriveling from the…
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