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    In the candy house decorated in a tender and cozy pink, gift boxes of various sizes were scattered all over the floor. Shen Fubai hooked his arm around Jiang Heng’s neck. “You’ve given me so many things; I have something to give you too.”

    Jiang Heng lifted his eyelids to look at him. “Huh?”

    Shen Fubai whispered softly, “I’m giving myself to you. How about that?”

    That was what he had intended all along.

    His birthday had never been important, so choosing this day to be completely together with Heng Heng could be a day worth celebrating, making this unimportant date significant.

    He just didn’t expect Heng Heng’s surprise to be so massive and sudden. It turned this day into a proposal day.

    Jiang Heng’s breathing deepened slightly.

    “You, are you worried there aren’t tools here?” Shen Fubai’s face flushed red. “Don’t worry, I’ve already cleaned myself up at home…”

    Jiang Heng was taken aback, a hint of amusement coloring his eyes. “So that’s why you took such a long bath in the bathroom, preparing for this?”

    Just thinking about the green yet beautiful young man hiding alone in the bathroom, blushing while cleaning his body… Jiang Heng felt he couldn’t take it anymore.

    Shen Fubai buried himself in his arms in a fit of self-abandonment. “Anyway, now that I’ve thrown myself into your arms, tell me if you want me or not!”

    Jiang Heng looked at the youth who was nearly as timid as an ostrich. “Of course, I do.”

    Shen Fubai straightened his body, trying to appear calm. “It’s my first time, and I don’t have much experience. Should we follow the procedure or just get undressed?”

    “Fool.” Jiang Heng couldn’t help laughing. “Of course, we go upstairs first. This space is too cramped; you wouldn’t want our first time to be on the couch, would you?”

    Shen Fubai tried hard to act experienced. “Oh.” Then he almost lost his balance when he got up.

    Goodness, he was nervous to the point where his legs were weak.

    Jiang Heng carried him upstairs.

    The staircase was somewhat like a rolled sponge cake, covered with a long carpet. Shen Fubai leaned against Jiang Heng’s chest, hoping the path would end quickly while simultaneously wishing it would never end.

    It was complicated.

    Jiang Heng carried him into the bedroom and placed him on the large white bed, as soft as cotton candy.

    Both of them had already taken baths in the previous house, so they skipped this step.

    Shen Fubai lowered his head, his ears red as he undid his buttons. Due to extreme nervousness, his hands shook, unable to undo them.

    He was about to sleep with his idol! Who could remain calm?

    Neither of them had experience in doing this sort of thing, but they were unaware of it.

    Jiang Heng watched for a long time, enjoying the scene of the beauty being shy, finally chuckling. “Forget it, my gift, I’ll unwrap it myself.”



    When Jiang Heng took out the lubricant from the bedside table, Shen Fubai was stunned. “…You came prepared?”

    Why would such an evil thing appear in a place as childlike as the candy house? The whole style was off.

    Jiang Heng smiled. “Unfortunately, yes.”

    Tonight, the two of them were scheming to lure each other into bed.

    So, this matter was settled.

    Shen Fubai was genuinely nervous.

    He had read a lot of information before, saying that the one on the bottom would hurt a lot during their first time. He was really afraid of pain.

    Although he hadn’t been spared from pain when practicing dance, he always tried to avoid it if possible. Who would voluntarily seek punishment for no reason?

    However, after preparing himself mentally for a long time, Jiang Heng still hadn’t made a move. Shen Fubai grew impatient and turned his head to ask, “Are you going to enter or not?” A quick death was better than a slow one!

    Jiang Heng spoke seriously. “Before this, let’s agree on four points… No, three. We’ll talk about the other point later.”

    Shen Fubai: “? ? ?”

    Were they making love? Why did he feel a classroom atmosphere for elementary school students? Were they setting three rules?

    Shen Fubai endured. “Speak.”

    “First, relax your body. Even if you cry out in pain, I won’t stop. Being stuck halfway would hurt you more.” Jiang Heng clearly had also done a lot of preparation.

    Shen Fubai felt even more nervous, unable to relax at all, his voice trembling slightly. “Don’t say anything else, the more you say, the more scared I get…”

    Jiang Heng continued with the second point. “Second, take deep breaths, don’t put too much pressure on yourself. I’ve already helped you with my fingers earlier, you can handle it.”

    Shen Fubai awkwardly buried his face in the pillow. “Can you not be so detailed?” Didn’t he care about his dignity?

    “Third,” Jiang Heng emphasized, “don’t mention Jinjiang.”

    “What? What are you talking about—” Shen Fubai was confused by this condition, his attention momentarily diverted. In the next second, his face paled, his lips pursed, and his fingers gripped the sheets.

    Jiang Heng forcefully intertwined his fingers with Shen Fubai’s, two equally slender and beautiful hands, adorned with rings, entwined together.

    “…Fourth,” he said hoarsely, “I love you.”

    Shen Fubai didn’t remember how long it had been; his sense of time had become blurred. All he knew was that he ended up exhausted, lying on the bed not wanting to move, panting harder than after running ten kilometers.

    “I’m done, I’m done.” Shen Fubai’s breathing was unsteady, drenched in sweat, his cheeks red and hot. “How can you last so long?”

    Had it been hours? Was he human?

    Jiang Heng leaned down to kiss his earlobe, his voice deeper than usual, but even sexier. “My gym sessions weren’t for nothing.”

    Shen Fubai was out of breath. “I’ve seen it for myself.”

    Jiang Heng chuckled lightly. “Another round?”

    Shen Fubai exclaimed, “Do you think this is a prize draw, another round? Another round could be fatal!”

    Jiang Heng raised an eyebrow. “You’re not going to get pregnant, how could it be fatal?”

    Shen Fubai was furious. “Are you speaking like a human?”

    Jiang Heng readily admitted, “Not human.”

    Sorry, men turn into beasts in bed. Jiang Heng directly pulled Shen Fubai in front of him to continue.

    “Jiang Heng, fuck, you—.” Shen Fubai exploded in anger but could only weakly lean on Jiang Heng’s shoulder, his eyes red, his gaze filled with intense desire.

    Those threatening words became coquettish due to the soft, broken tone.

    Jiang Heng shook his head. “Fubai, be a bit clearer, recognize reality.”

    Shen Fubai whimpered, his beautiful peach blossom eyes glistening with tears, his voice tinged with sobs. “Jiang Heng Heng, you’re not human, you don’t love me after getting my body, you don’t consider my feelings…”

    Jiang Heng didn’t expect Shen Fubai to be so dedicated, still acting out a romance drama at this time. He thought for a moment and replied, “You’re not human either, you seductive demon draining people’s vitality, making me unable to resist.”

    Shen Fubai died—

    During the day, the candy house was colorful and vivid. On the large bed as soft as cotton candy, the beautiful young man had his eyes closed. He had a face like a rose, emitting a tempting fragrance. His tall body was covered by a thin blanket, his long legs exposed, his sleeping face extremely beautiful.

    Like a flower quietly blooming after being watered by rain, fully displaying its charm.

    Shen Fubai woke up.

    He was confused for a while, the blanket slid down, revealing mottled and messy marks on his neck and collarbone.

    Shen Fubai slowly turned his head, staring at Jiang Heng who was still sound asleep, a murderous look flashing in his eyes. It was more terrifying than his usual morning grumpiness.

    Shen Fubai flipped over and straddled Jiang Heng, ready to strangle him regardless of the consequences!

    Just as he climbed on top, before his hands reached Jiang Heng’s neck, Jiang Heng suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed his wrist, causing Shen Fubai to collapse onto him.

    “What mischief are you planning early in the morning?” Jiang Heng asked teasingly.

    Shen Fubai gritted his teeth. “To kill you.”

    Jiang Heng found it amusing. “Killing me with seduction?”

    “…” Shen Fubai realized they were both naked.

    He was practically a lascivious temptress with malicious intent.

    Shen Fubai immediately tried to get off, but Jiang Heng held onto his wrist.

    “Let me down.”

    “No way.” Jiang Heng lazily said, “You made the first move. I’ll lie here and let you do whatever you want.”

    Shen Fubai stared at him in disbelief. “Where’s your shame?”

    “Right here.” Jiang Heng raised his face. “What, are you going to kiss me?”

    The other party was becoming more shameless, Shen Fubai’s face was getting redder. “It’s seven o’clock now, right? Hurry up and let me down, I need to do my morning exercises.” He didn’t have the strength to do morning exercises in his current state, he was just looking for an excuse to escape.

    Jiang Heng calmly said, “To do morning exercises, why leave the bed?”

    “Jiang Heng, you #%*…” The rose blossomed beautifully while spewing profanities.

    “Too noisy.” Jiang Heng lifted his chin and kissed him, his eyes lifting slightly. “Be a good boy, or you won’t be leaving this room today.”

    Shen Fubai wanted to cry but had no tears.

    Why had Heng Heng suddenly become so domineering?

    October 1st, Jiang Heng fulfilled his wish, peeling layer by layer and eating the liquor-filled chocolate he had coveted for so long.

    The taste was wonderful, the mood was delightful.

    Afterward, Jiang Heng dressed neatly, buttoning the top button of his shirt, and turned to ask Shen Fubai, “Going out for morning exercises?”

    Shen Fubai listlessly raised his eyelids. “It’s already noon.”

    Jiang Heng: “Then getting up?”

    Shen Fubai retreated under the blankets. “Nope, tired.”

    Jiang Heng leaned down to kiss him. “Then rest well today, I’ll go buy breakfast…” He glanced at the sun outside and corrected himself, “Lunch.”

    Jiang Heng left.

    Shen Fubai threw off the blanket, sat up, his face turning pale from the pain.

    It wasn’t this painful when he practiced splits for the first time!

    Shen Fubai fumbled for his phone. As soon as he logged into Weibo, it froze for a minute, then the screen went black.

    Shen Fubai: “…”

    It was time to change phones.

    Shen Fubai patiently waited for a while. When the phone lit up again, he didn’t open Weibo but opened WeChat instead.

    He had two WeChats, one for personal use and one for work. The personal one only had Li Man, Xiao Lin, and Heng Heng added. After all, his WeChat avatar and background were once Heng Heng, and the posts in his Moments were all related to fan activities. This secret couldn’t be known by others.

    Shen Fubai replied to the blessings from friends and family on WeChat. When he switched out, he noticed two missed calls from last night.

    They were all from Ethan.

    Having not contacted each other for six years, one call saying he agreed to someone’s proposal must have frightened Ethan greatly. After calming down and calling again, Shen Fubai was already in the midst of a passionate night with Jiang Heng, hearing nothing.

    Shen Fubai typed Ethan’s English name into Baidu, and the results that popped up were all —-

    Who killed Ethan?

    Agent Ethan.

    Ethan in “Earth’s Stars”.

    …What was this, unrelated. Seeing the first result, Shen Fubai almost thought Ethan was dead, and the call last night was a distress call.

    He belatedly remembered that Ethan’s fame hadn’t reached China yet. Of course, searching on Baidu wouldn’t yield any results, only a bunch of people with the same name.

    Shen Fubai bypassed the Great Firewall to access the foreign internet and searched for Ethan Garcia again. This time, the results were more abundant.

    He clicked on the first one, and a handsome foreign teenager appeared.

    An eighteen-year-old white teenager, brown hair, emerald green eyes, handsome beyond the ordinary. As expected of a supermodel, at only eighteen, he was already 185 cm tall, five centimeters taller than Shen Fubai.

    That little guy who barely reached his shoulders back then was now this big.

    Ethan was still a newcomer in the American fashion circle, having only emerged less than a year ago, but he was already quite famous. Many magazine covers featured him, and he was a regular model for major fashion shows. On his latest resume, he had auditioned for a role in Director Chapman’s “Paradise” as an elf, indicating a potential move towards the entertainment industry.

    No wonder he was in contact with Xavier.


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