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As soon as Chen Ang got into the car, he called his sister. Chen Jing picked up not long after and asked what was going on. Chen Ang said, “Didn’t you say one of your friends quit her job and started her own Japanese class?” Chen Jing replied, “Yeah.” “I’ve got a friend who wants to learn. Got any discounts? Maybe a free trial class or something?” “There definitely are. Who’s the friend?” Chen Ang paused for a moment, then said, “Just a friend. You don’t know…- 62.6 K • Completed
- The next day, when Xu Heng woke up, it was already late. Sunlight slipped through the gap in the curtains and scattered across the blanket. Chen Ang slept on his stomach, pressing down heavily on Xu Heng’s side. He was warm and heavy, and Xu Heng was almost numb under the weight. He tried moving a little, but Chen Ang didn’t wake. His face was buried in Xu Heng’s hair, his breath brushing against the strands. There really was always that faint scent of cologne on him, rising in the warmth under the…
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- After the kiss, Chen Ang pulled back slightly, bracing one hand against the table as he looked at Xu Heng. His eyes were red, his nose red, even his lips were red. His shoulder-length hair was a mess, making him look a little pitiful and adorable. Xu Heng sniffled loudly, then pressed his lips together, clearly embarrassed, and mumbled, “Got sand in my eye.” Chen Ang didn’t call him out. He wiped the corner of his mouth, picked up the jacket he had left nearby, and said, “You’re still sick.…
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- Chen Ang had planned to tease him a bit more, but Xu Heng’s phone suddenly rang. He glanced at the screen, and his whole expression changed. “I’m gonna take this call,” Xu Heng said, a little embarrassed. “If the food delivery comes, could you grab it?” Chen Ang nodded. He watched Xu Heng step into the bedroom, carefully closing the door behind him. The apartment was quiet. Chen Ang leaned back on the sofa and played with his phone. When Xu Heng had been rushing to put his books away…
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- Chen Ang’s good mood didn’t last long. The weekend had arrived, and he had to go home for dinner. The Chen family home was in a villa area halfway up the mountain, a property Chen Zhengde had bought when he retired. By the time Chen Ang stepped through the door, Chen Jing had already arrived and was in the living room arguing with Zhou Cheng’an. Even their fights were cold and composed, like blades wrapped in silk, cutting back and forth. Chen Ang, worried about making things awkward, lingered in…
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- The cold hit hard. Xu Heng blew his nose so many times his nostrils were sore. He stayed home to rest for a day. The next day he felt a little better and went to work in a loose-fitting khaki knit cardigan. The girls in the studio took turns coddling and comforting him. He was eager to learn and worked hard. He was always the last to leave after work, staying behind to help clean up and organize. Everyone at the studio liked him. Their makeup studio offered both makeup and photography services.…
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- Xu Heng followed every word like a command. He opened his mouth and softly took the glans in. Chen Ang rewarded him by going down on him again, and it didn’t take long before Xu Heng could barely hold it together. With something in his mouth, he couldn’t speak. Saliva dripped from the corner of his lips. Chen Ang licked him like he was savoring a lollipop, then slowly began thrusting into Xu Heng’s mouth. It didn’t take long before Xu Heng came, his waist buckling against Chen Ang’s body as he…
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- Xu Heng placed the makeup case in the back seat and was about to get in when Chen Ang looked at him through the rearview mirror and said coolly, “Sit in the front. I’m not your driver.” Left with no choice, Xu Heng climbed into the front seat with the bouquet in his arms and buckled his seatbelt. The streetlights outside looked like glowing moons, round and bright, flying past behind them and dragging faint trails of yellow light in their wake. With each bump in the road, the pink hydrangea…
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- After that one meeting, He An never contacted Xu Heng again. Xu Heng felt a bit disappointed, but also slightly relieved. They came from two different worlds. Letting things end there was probably the best outcome. Even though He An's thoughtful and gentle manner often made Xu Heng forget the distance between them, he knew deep down that He An had always looked down on him a little. Not in a cruel or contemptuous way, but in a quiet, unconscious sort of way. Xu Heng was never someone He An saw as…
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- The moment was a bit awkward. Xu Heng hesitated, unsure what to say. He and He An had once been friends with benefits. They met at a gay bar, and their arrangement had lasted about three or four months. Not exactly long, but not short either. They had ended things two months ago because He An was going abroad for further studies in art. It had been a peaceful parting. Xu Heng had even given He An a farewell gift, a painting he bought at an exhibition. It hadn’t come cheap. The truth was, Xu Heng…
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