Chapter 52 – Contentment

At ten o’clock in the morning, sunlight flooded the room. The sudden ring of a phone disrupted the quiet atmosphere.

Ye Zhou usually would have been up at this time, yet he remained in bed. He was exhausted, turning over to face away from Guan Heng and attempting to bury his head deeper under the covers.

Guan Heng’s phone was ringing. It couldn’t be work-related during the New Year’s holiday; it had to be a personal call. Guan Heng half sat up, leaning against the headboard. The blanket slipped down, revealing his well-defined muscles. He reached out with his left hand to cover Ye Zhou’s ear while simultaneously answering the phone with his right, “Mom.”

Ye Zhou, still half-asleep, snapped awake upon hearing that word.

Guan Heng had come home early last night. Perhaps there was some dissatisfaction at home because of it. He perked up his ears to listen carefully, but Guan Heng’s voice was gentle and soothing, more like casual conversation: “…yes, I came back late last night, so I didn’t call you. Ye Zhou bought a lot of food, we have plenty to eat, he’s a great cook…”

Ye Zhou sighed in relief but felt a bit awkward about the praise coming from Guan Heng’s mouth. Did Guan Heng’s parents already know they were living together?

Guan Heng sensed the furry head under his hand move. He glanced over and, as usual, gave him a pat, his fingers gently pinching the back of Ye Zhou’s neck.

Ye Zhou knew he’d been caught pretending to sleep, though he hadn’t intended to in the first place. He immediately rolled over again, wrapping his arms around Guan Heng’s waist and resting his head on his pectoral muscles. Guan Heng’s chest was visually the most attractive square-shaped pectorals, very solid, giving a strong sense of security. It might sound like an obsession, but he really loved it. It felt good, and he couldn’t resist rubbing his face against it again and again. He suddenly felt a bit wistful, realizing how much he had changed. In the past, he liked slender waists, now he preferred large pectorals. Was he gradually getting used to being the bottom?

No, he could probably only accept Guan Heng.

Guan Heng noticed Ye Zhou’s subtle movements out of the corner of his eye. He neither stopped him nor hurriedly hung up the phone, listening to his mother’s instructions and occasionally responding.

But a man in the morning can’t withstand provocation. Ye Zhou first felt that a certain point on Guan Heng’s chest had stiffened from his rubbing, then felt a clear change under the blankets. They had finished making love and showered before sleeping last night, both naked except for their underwear.

Ye Zhou tilted his head slightly upward and saw that Guan Heng was staring straight at him.

Ye Zhou didn’t know what he was thinking. Perhaps he wanted to tease Guan Heng a little, considering how badly he had been bullied last night. He extended his tongue and licked a spot on Guan Heng’s chest.

Guan Heng’s expression didn’t change. He paused briefly while talking to his mother, his eyes carrying a hint of warning.

Ye Zhou actually enjoyed this side of Guan Heng when he took off his glasses, aggressive and manly, assertive and dominant, making him feel willing to submit. Images of their intense lovemaking last night flashed through his mind. Ignoring Guan Heng’s warning, Ye Zhou suddenly buried his head under the covers, quickly pulling down his underwear and taking something between his legs into his mouth.

Guan Heng reacted swiftly by pulling the blanket away, but Ye Zhou had already taken it in his mouth, sucking on the tip of his penis.

Ye Zhou didn’t have much experience giving oral sex to others, a bit clumsy, but his lips and tongue were flexible. He knew where the sensitive spots on a man’s genitalia were. Lacking in skill, he made up for it with enthusiasm. His previous desire to give Guan Heng oral wasn’t false. However, he never expected that he would genuinely enjoy this thick and large thing. Guan Heng, including all parts of his body, was incredibly appealing to him.

Ye Zhou thought Guan Heng would push him away. After all, doing such things while on the phone was too shameless.

However, Guan Heng didn’t. He once again placed his left hand on Ye Zhou’s head, grabbed his hair, and somewhat forcefully pressed his head downward, forcing Ye Zhou to take him deeper.

“Mmph—” Ye Zhou frowned and groaned. Guan Heng was too big, almost pushing him to the back of his throat. Besides, he couldn’t fully swallow it, so he could only touch the areas his mouth couldn’t reach with his hands.

Guan Heng’s gaze became extremely deep, staring intently at Ye Zhou, but his voice to his mother remained gentle, his breathing completely steady. Only the fully erect object in Ye Zhou’s mouth throbbed violently, indicating that he wasn’t as indifferent as he appeared: “…I understand. While my sister and I are away, you and Dad must take care of yourselves…”

Ye Zhou heard Guan Heng’s voice in his ears. Guan Heng didn’t think anything of it, but Ye Zhou felt embarrassed. It felt like doing something inappropriate in front of his mother.

Ye Zhou had never been so bold before. He didn’t know why he suddenly acted on impulse. But Guan Heng didn’t give him a chance to back out. He could only continue to suck on Guan Heng’s penis, his nostrils and tongue filled with Guan Heng’s scent.

And at that moment, Guan Heng suddenly turned on the speakerphone. Guan’s mother’s voice came from the phone: “…by the way, is Ye Zhou nearby?”

Ye Zhou was terrified! He wanted to retreat, but Guan Heng kept his head firmly in place between his legs. With something in his mouth, he couldn’t speak. His mouth had been open for too long, saliva trickling down the corners of his lips, making his mouth and Guan Heng’s penis wet.

Guan Heng said deliberately, “Zhouzhou, my mom wants to talk to you.”

Ye Zhou didn’t dare to make a sound, struggling in vain for a while. He could only look at Guan Heng with pleading eyes.

Guan Heng finally stroked his head as a gesture of comfort and said to the person on the phone, “Mom, he’s a bit shy.”

Shy, my ass! Ye Zhou was mortified, on the verge of tears, but it was his own doing.

Guan’s mother was completely unaware of what was happening between them. She spoke kindly, “It’s alright. Next time during the festival, bring him home together. Tell Xiao Ye not to be nervous…”

Ye Zhou didn’t hear the rest of her words because Guan Heng turned off the speakerphone, only hearing Guan Heng reply, “Okay.”

Ye Zhou finally understood where Guan Heng’s gentle demeanor came from. He resembled his mother in this regard.

Finally, Guan Heng hung up the phone, and Ye Zhou was released. His mouth had been open the entire time and was now a bit sore. Guan Heng was so fierce in bed that Ye Zhou lacked the confidence to bring him to orgasm with his mediocre skills. If he couldn’t do it with his mouth, he might have to use another place.

After putting down the phone, Guan Heng wiped away the moisture on Ye Zhou’s lips with his thumb and then pinched his chin to kiss him.

Ye Zhou was quickly pushed back onto the bed, enduring Guan Heng’s passionate kiss. His underwear was pulled down, his penis grasped and rubbed. What Guan Heng wanted was self-evident.

“I can’t…” Ye Zhou realized his words were wrong after saying them. Remembering the lesson he learned from Guan Heng’s taunts last time, he immediately corrected himself, “My back hurts…”

Guan Heng’s fingers had already reached into Ye Zhou’s buttocks. They had done it several times last night, and inside was still soft, and cleaned very thoroughly. Guan Heng directly inserted two fingers to expand, refuting, “I think you’re still full of energy.”

“Mmph…” Ye Zhou once again proved that he was responsible for his own death. His body was aroused again as his prostate was continuously stimulated. Even though his penis was half-hard and soft, he still felt it intensely. But in the end, he didn’t refuse Guan Heng, opening his legs to accept Guan Heng’s entry, moaning along with the shaking of the bed.

This time, Guan Heng didn’t torment him too harshly. After all, he had already been sated last night. The entire process could be described as gentle.

And Ye Zhou indeed enjoyed it. Even though he had nothing left, he still said, “Brother Heng…cum inside me, give it to me…”

Guan Heng had already released himself inside Ye Zhou several times last night, all at Ye Zhou’s request. He didn’t say anything or ask questions now. Finally, he fulfilled his wish and ejaculated inside him.

The two of them took a shower together. Guan Heng supported Ye Zhou’s waist to clean him up.

Last time, Ye Zhou refused to let Guan Heng help him clean up, but he was so tired last night that he really didn’t have the strength to do it himself. In the end, Guan Heng carried him into the bathroom. Anyway, since they had the first experience, the second time didn’t seem like a big deal anymore.

After they finished their bath and rested for a while, it was already past noon. Having just woken up and done some morning exercise, Ye Zhou was famished. Guan Heng was likely no better.

Ye Zhou wanted to cook some noodles first, but his back hurt if he stood for too long. He had been too unrestrained these past two days.

Cooking noodles wasn’t difficult, so Guan Heng took over. Ye Zhou just sat by and watched, unable to help but still able to talk. Guan Heng followed Ye Zhou’s instructions, adding noodles, seasonings, and ingredients, then turning off the stove. Together, they completed the task of cooking noodles.

When Ye Zhou finished eating a bowl of noodles, he saw that Guan Heng had already eaten two large bowls. He silently thought to himself that maybe he should cook more aphrodisiac and kidney-strengthening dishes.

Ye Zhou felt that their recent sex life was a bit too frequent, but he had no intention of stopping it because he couldn’t resist. Concerned about their health, Ye Zhou decided to nourish himself and Guan Heng. After taking a nap in the afternoon, he started bustling around in the kitchen, simmering soup for hours.

The dinner menu was very rich, filling the entire table. Ye Zhou felt a bit embarrassed. He tended to go overboard when he got into it.

Guan Heng glanced at the dishes without comment, eating while also serving several body-nourishing dishes to Ye Zhou.

They ate until they were stuffed and went out for a walk. The streets were empty, with few passersby, so they held hands boldly. After Guan Heng returned, Ye Zhou suddenly felt that the days passed quickly. They spent the day together and slept in each other’s embrace at night. Whenever they wanted to make love, they did so freely. It was already the fourth day of the New Year, and the fifth day was the start of work. Restaurants and bars would begin operating again.

Fang Ji had previously made plans with Ye Zhou, inviting them to his home for hot pot on the fourth night of the New Year.

Hot pot was quick and easy. Guan Heng and Ye Zhou only needed to bring ingredients. This time, Fang Ji couldn’t escape going home smoothly and was forced to stay for several days. While eating hot pot, he began to chatter about family matters, which relative’s child had grown up and become particularly mischievous. Who from which family had been single for many years and finally got married, and his parents were so happy that they sent wedding cakes to the whole village. There was also a neighbor’s child who had entered society, now working somewhere and earning a certain amount of money…

Ye Zhou had never experienced these things, so he always listened with relish. Fang Ji told him because he knew Ye Zhou liked listening. Otherwise, he wasn’t a particularly gossipy person. But halfway through, Fang Ji paused and suddenly looked at Guan Heng, then smiled at Ye Zhou, “…you won’t need to listen to me talk about these things anymore. Spending the New Year with Teacher Guan will show you everything.”

Regardless of where the New Year was celebrated, these familiar and similar scenes were repeated in every household.

Guan Heng hummed in agreement, and Ye Zhou didn’t deny it.

Fang Ji could see that their relationship was stable and sincerely felt happy for Ye Zhou, raising his glass, “We haven’t celebrated yet. Happy New Year.”

Guan Heng and Ye Zhou also raised their cups in succession, “Happy New Year.”

As they ate hot pot, the sound of firecrackers could be heard intermittently on the street. During the New Year, there were always people eager to celebrate no matter what time it was. This simple and ordinary life was enough to satisfy Ye Zhou.