Legend of Dragon Flame

Sunlight streamed through the glass, slanting across the large bed. The disheveled sheets accentuated the curves of the body, from long legs to a slender waist. The sunlight climbed upwards inch by inch, the warmth waking the person on the bed. Long Yan pulled back the sheets, stood up, the thin underwear barely concealing the breasts that seemed ready to burst forth. He brushed his hair back, revealing a breathtakingly beautiful face. Entering the bathroom, Long Yan began his daily morning shower. Glancing casually at the full-length mirror, he was surprised to find a woman in the reflection who even he admired. He hadn't expected there to be someone as beautiful as Long Feng.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the mirror, and the woman in the mirror seemed to be touching herself in return. [Ah!] A scream began Long Yan's day. Chapter One: Walking step by step down the crowded street, each step filled with Long Yan's anger. He was furious. He had woken up to find his once-proud 185cm height had shrunk to a mere 175cm. That wasn't the most outrageous part, but the fact that his gender had been changed to a woman was the real nightmare of his life.

Thinking back to last night, he was drinking with his five brothers and Huan Shi, celebrating getting another year older. He'd noticed Long Qian's strange behavior then, but figured he wouldn't dare play a trick on him, so he hadn't paid much attention. Now, that bastard Long Qian had used him as a test subject for his bizarre research—gender-swapping, for some kind of thing. What a bastard! When he found him, he'd make sure Long Qian knew what hell was like. He'd intended to let Long Qian go after getting the antidote, but he dared to escape. He was courting death. [Beep...beep...] The ringing of his phone woke Long Yan. He angrily picked up the phone and demanded, "Hello, who is it? Get to the point." [Oh! Boss's voice sounds so nice now, it must be some pretty girl answering the phone for you.] That really hit home, sending Long Yan's anger soaring to its peak. "[Long Wei, you bastard, you must know what Long Qian did. Tell me, where's the antidote?]"

"Boss, I'm so sorry. Long Qian told me to tell you that the antidote isn't ready yet, but its effects only last for seventy-two hours. He told you to hold back your lust for the next three days and not be a playboy for now. No, he should be called a 'playboy killer.'" Long Wei mocked Long Yan using his old nickname. Then, before Long Yan could explode, Long Wei cleverly hung up the phone, leaving Long Yan fuming on the street. ************

Nie Ruokang sat in the coffee shop listening to the woman across from him yelling at him, but his eyes were fixed on the stunningly beautiful woman on the street angrily answering her phone. "[Brother, are you even listening to me?]" He wasted a cup of tea only to realize that his brother, who should have been ashamed, hadn't been listening at all. "[Brother!]" a low whisper. "[Brother!]" a medium shout. "[Brother!]" The loud, piercing noise finally brought Nie Ruokang back to his senses.

"What are you yelling about?" "What am I yelling about?" Nie Shuangning blushed with anger. "Who was it that got me scolded by Mom for over an hour at last night's banquet? It's clearly you who's a womanizer, why am I the one suffering?" "Alright, if you keep getting angry, even a beauty will turn into an ugly duckling. I just accidentally told Mom that her beloved daughter already has someone she likes. Mom's nervous, can she blame me?" Nie Ruokang picked up his cup and took a sip of his rich coffee. "Then tell me, what kind of girl do you want to commit to? Brother, you're not young anymore, Mom's waiting to hold her grandson." Nie Shuangning wished Nie Ruokang would get married immediately to get her out of this predicament. "That's why I said, if you want a grandson, you can come to me! Anyway, your relationship with Mu Feng is stable, you're even planning to walk down the aisle. Isn't that right?" "Don't change the subject. You'd better set your conditions, or you'll be going on blind dates every week." Nie Shuangning said, slamming her hand on the table.

Why was her brother always looking out the window? Following her brother's gaze, she exclaimed, "Wow! A beauty!" Even Nie Shuangning, who was always self-assured about her looks, couldn't help but admire her in her heart. "If I'm to settle down, she has to be at least as beautiful as her," she said, pointing to Long Yan outside the window. Nie Ruokang's eyes were glued to Long Yan. ************ Being stared at by a gaze that seemed to burn him, even a dead person would feel it, let alone Long Yan, who had undergone special training. Following the burning gaze, Long Yan thought to himself, "Oh." It was him! Nie Ruokang, the current head of the "Nie Family," lived up to his name, acting arrogantly and conceitedly, much like Long Feng's ruthlessness. However, the "Nie Family" was the "Long Family's" biggest rival in the business world. Although he no longer interfered with the operations of the "Long Family," Long Yan knew everything he needed to know. Not only was Nie Ruokang famous in the business world, but she was also well-known among women. But why was Nie Ruokang, who was just as charming as him, looking at him with such eyes? Long Yan had completely forgotten that she was now a woman. ********* **** Actions speak louder than words! Nie Ruokang was always a believer in this phrase. Having finally seen a woman who suited his taste, how could he let her slip away!

Nie Ruokang pushed aside the table and walked straight towards Long Yan. Her brother was hunting for women, so of course, she couldn't follow. Anyway, with her brother's charm, it wouldn't be long before that stunning beauty fell at his feet. Nie Shuangning drank red tea to replenish her lost fluids while watching her brother's flirting skills. [Excuse me, are you waiting for someone, Miss?] Approaching Long Yan with an elegant air, Nie Ruokang asked politely. He wanted to hook me? Long Yan was confused by the question. Finally remembering that she was now a woman, Long Yan thought with a mixture of anger and amusement. Having lived for twenty-seven years, today she finally knew what it felt like to be approached by a man.

She initially wanted to turn and leave, but a sudden urge to play around made her think that teasing this rival of the "Long Clan" a good pastime. Long Yan replied with feigned gentleness, "No. I got stood up. How awful!" "Then how about we go for a coffee? Better than drying out in the sun." Successfully inviting him out, Nie Ruokang was overjoyed. **************** Humming an off-key tune, Nie Ruokang returned home with light steps. "I'm home." "Brother, did you catch anything?" Nie Shuangning saw her brother in a rare good mood. "Of course, with your brother on the line, there's no way it won't work." Nie Ruokang flattered himself. "But this Long Yan is really something else." "Long Yan? Why does her name sound so masculine?" [Little sister, you don't know, Long Yan's dad always wanted a boy, so he named her Long Yan before she was even born. But after she was born, he found out she was a girl. Her dad was too lazy to name her anything else, so he just called her Long Yan.] Nie Ruokang believed Long Yan's lies. [So, what do you think of her? Could she become my sister-in-law?] Nie Shuangning asked nervously.

[Very likely. I've never met a girl like her. We're similar in thought and share the same views on many things. You could say we get along very well. Regarding my womanizing, she didn't criticize me much; instead, she said that womanizing is a man's nature. Look, which of you girls is as open-minded as her?]

[Really? She actually agrees that men being womanizing is a good thing. I think, brother, she must not like you yet, that's why she doesn't care about your womanizing.]

[Is that so?] Nie Ruokang, after hearing what his little sister said, really felt that way. What woman would encourage the man she likes to be a womanizer?

[Then I should step up my efforts.] Nie Ruokang made up his mind. Although he didn't know if she would be the one to end his womanizing ways, he didn't want to miss out on such a compatible girl.

*************** It was already evening when he got home. He hadn't expected that a simple afternoon tea with Nie Ruokang would turn into a dinner before they parted. Long Yan slumped wearily on the sofa. Nie Ruokang truly lived up to his reputation as the head of the "Nie Clan." His insights not only had unique perspectives but also largely aligned with his own. As a result, their conversation went on and on, and they even lost track of time. This must be what it feels like to be with a friend, Long Yan thought. Having grown up relying on his brothers, Long Yan longed for a close friend with whom he could talk about anything. He never imagined that becoming a woman would actually allow him to make a friend. Long Yan's anger towards Long Qian lessened a bit. Long Yan never considered that Nie Ruokang saw him as a woman and had designs on him. ****************

For three days, Long Yan spent his time in Nie Ruokang's company. As a child, he always dreamed of going to an amusement park, but as an adult, he was always too shy to go. Now, with Nie Ruokang by his side, his wish finally came true. Long Yan's smile was radiant, captivating Nie Ruokang completely. Nie Ruokang finally realized his dream. "She is the love of my life, my soulmate. I must marry her." Arriving at Long Yan's building, Nie Ruokang hugged him as he said goodbye.

"Long Yan, I like you so much. Can we continue being together?" "Nie Ruokang, do you know what you're saying?" Long Yan was terrified. When did Nie Ruokang startle him by liking women? "Long Yan, I believe you like me too. We're so compatible, our views are the same. I believe we'll definitely become a wonderful couple." Nie Ruokang lifted Long Yan's face, his lips about to kiss him. Kissing a man? This was unacceptable! Long Yan quickly pushed Nie Ruokang away. "[Nie Ruokang, can't we just be good friends? I believe we can be very good friends, but being lovers is impossible.]" "[Long Yan, do you have someone you like?]" Nie Ruokang asked, devastated. To make Nie Ruokang give up, Long Yan nodded vigorously. "[Who is it? I will never allow a man inferior to me to have you!]" Nie Ruokang shouted almost frantically.

What to do? Long Yan frantically searched his mind for someone better than Nie Ruokang, someone who could make Nie Ruokang give up. He'd got it. "[It's Long Feng from the "Long's" company. We grew up together; our bond is unshakeable.]" Using him as a scapegoat, Long Yan prayed silently, "Sorry, brother, I had to borrow him." "[It's Long Feng? He is indeed a very good match. I wish you both well.]" Nie Ruokang said bitterly. He had fallen in love for the first time in his life, only to have someone else snatch him away. Looking at Nie Ruokang with his head bowed, his usual arrogant demeanor completely gone, Long Yan was also deeply saddened. Unconsciously, he lightly kissed Nie Ruokang's lips, uttering a low, husky sound.

"Goodbye." It truly was goodbye. There would never be another Long Yan. ************

**** Gazing at his healthy complexion, tall stature, and handsome face reflected in the mirror, Long Yan couldn't help but smile.

Finally, he was himself again. He didn't dwell on why he had kissed Nie Ruokang last night, attributing it to the weakness of being a woman. After all, it wasn't strange for a woman's maternal instincts to surge when a handsome man showed such pain and helplessness before her. Long Yan opened his emails from the past three days, selecting his job. That's right. Although Long Yan had left "Long's Clan," he wasn't unemployed. He, who loved excitement, chose the job of a bodyguard. Years ago, to protect the young Long Wei and others, Long Yan and Long Feng underwent rigorous training with an assassin group, facing death several times, until they were capable enough to fight against the dark and sinful orphanage. Only then did they shed their assassin identities and start a new life. Although no longer an assassin, Long Yan's naturally adventurous nature made him restless, so choosing the bodyguard job was a way of seeking excitement.

Looking at the third email, Long Yan fell into deep thought. "Back then, we were able to escape the assassin organization thanks to one person's help. Now that he needs my help, I should agree. But I never expected him to be the former president of 'Nie's Group,' Nie Ruokang's father—Nie Wei." Laughing at his own self-inflicted trouble, Long Yan thought back to when he met Nie Ruokang as a woman, and Nie Ruokang was in love with the woman Long Yan. Now that he had returned to his male form, he was a completely different person from his female self, with drastically different appearances. How could Nie Ruokang possibly recognize him? Sending the email, Long Yan agreed to be Nie Ruokang's bodyguard, to repay Nie Wei's past help. ****************

Nie Ruokang roared into the phone, "I don't need any bodyguards, just a threatening letter. I'm not afraid. I don't believe those people can do anything!"

[Whether you agree or not, I've already hired a bodyguard. Long Yan will be in your office to meet you shortly. He's one of the top bodyguards in the industry; I'm sure he can protect you perfectly.] Long Yan? Could it be her? Hearing Long Yan, that name that caused him so much heartache, Nie Ruokang slumped back into his chair, dejected. How long had it been since he'd thought of that name? He thought that if he didn't think about it, Long Yan would disappear from his heart, but just hearing his name made his heart ache. How many times had he lingered downstairs at Long Yan's place, hoping to see her again, but never having the chance? His heart was too deeply entangled. He never imagined that someone as self-proclaimed a playboy would be troubled by love! The knocking on the door startled Nie Ruokang. Ignoring his father's calls on the phone, he hung up. Nie Ruokang resumed his usual arrogant and unrestrained demeanor. [Come in.] [President, Mr. Long Yan has arrived.] Mr., Nie Ruokang scoffed at his own earlier thought. How could someone as delicate as her be a bodyguard? It would be more believable if she said she needed a bodyguard. [Please let him in.] Since his father insisted he hire a bodyguard, he would.

It was a small act of filial piety. A tall, imposing figure walked in. Nie Ruokang looked at the somewhat unruly yet mature man before him. His well-fitting suit made him look dashing, not at all like a bodyguard. A smile graced his handsome face, as if it could encompass any of his troubles. His chiseled, perfectly sculpted face, with its sharp, arched eyebrows, straight nose, and firm, thin lips curving slightly, softened much of his seriousness. He seemed like a man of fire, yet also possessed the qualities of water. Nie Ruokang scrutinized Long Yan from head to toe with a judgmental gaze. He felt he had seen him before; a vague sense of familiarity lingered in his heart, impossible to shake off.

Long Yan pretended to be meeting Nie Ruokang for the first time. [Hello, Mr. Nie, I am Long Yan, the bodyguard your father hired. From today onwards, your safety is my responsibility.] Nie Ruokang ignored Long Yan's outstretched hand. "You don't look like a bodyguard at all." "That's because I'm using your position as your personal secretary as a cover. So from today onwards, I'm your personal secretary too. Wherever you go, I'll follow you." Long Yan explained good-naturedly. "Even when I go to a hotel with a woman?" "Mr. Nie, please rest assured, I'm very protective of the privacy of those I protect." I know very well about your womanizing ways. Long Yan chuckled inwardly. "Good, I hope you keep your word." Nie Ruokang nodded in approval of his bodyguard. A very peculiar man, lacking the stiffness and awkwardness of typical bodyguards, instead resembling a successful businessman. It proved that hiring Long Yan was the right decision. In just one month, Long Yan had helped him evade three assassination attempts and two bomb attacks.

Nie Ruokang watched Long Yan beside him, studying the composition of a bomb. After a month together, that familiar feeling had grown stronger. Long Yan seemed to know his personality very well; whenever he decided to do something, Long Yan could always offer the best advice. It seemed that his views on things were very similar to Long Yan's. Long Yan respected his privacy. Whenever he went on dates with other beautiful women, Long Yan would always disappear somewhere until the date ended. But he lost the mood for dating the beautiful women and instead wanted to spend more time with Long Yan. Being with Long Yan felt like being with a woman. Long Yan reached out and waved his hand in front of Nie Ruokang. Why was he lost in thought again? Gently turning Nie Ruokang's handsome face, Long Yan looked at the face that had captivated countless women. It wasn't the androgynous beauty of Long Feng; deep lines formed outstanding features, and a resolute chin revealed his arrogant and unruly nature. But women were attracted to this kind of man who could never be grasped. No wonder he was invincible in the dating scene; the woman Long Yan was probably the first door he had ever knocked over. [Why are you holding my head?] Nie Ruokang angrily slapped Long Yan's hands away. [I wanted to see how lost you were in thought.] Long Yan withdrew his hands without caring. These past few days, his relationship with Nie Ruokang didn't seem like that of a bodyguard and his protected person, but rather like that of good friends who hadn't seen each other for years. Their interactions were harmonious and amicable, and it seemed that becoming friends with Nie Ruokang again wouldn't be difficult. However… looking at the photos on Nie Ruokang's table—photos taken when he was still a girl and they went to an amusement park—he knew that Nie Ruokang hadn't forgotten Long Yan at all. Long Yan felt somewhat guilty towards him. His feelings were so deep. A boring banquet. After greeting the host, Nie Ruokang stood with Long Yan in a corner of the banquet hall. Today, he had no interest in hunting for women. Just as he was about to tell Long Yan a joke, he noticed Long Yan staring straight ahead. Was there something there?

Following Long Yan's gaze, Nie Ruokang saw a stunningly beautiful woman standing there, flirting provocatively. She flirted with one man one moment, then fawned over another. It was obvious she wasn't a good woman. Could Long Yan have taken a liking to her? Long Yan noticed Jenny winking at him, knowing she'd noticed him. But where had she been all these days? He couldn't reach her by phone, and she wasn't replying to faxes. Could she be trapped by her jealous husband again?

"Mr. Nie, excuse me for a moment," Long Yan informed Nie Ruokang, then headed towards Jenny. Long Yan was really going to find that woman! Nie Ruokang didn't know what was burning inside him; he only knew he felt incredibly agitated. "Jenny, where have you been hiding again?" Long Yan gestured for her to dance, gracefully leading her onto the dance floor. Talking on the dance floor was less noticeable. "Hey Yan!" "Don't you realize I'm married now? You're still contacting me so often; my husband's jealous. Can't you find a more discreet way to contact me?" Jenny pouted her cherry lips and acted coquettishly towards Long Yan. Their intimate behavior made everyone think they were a loving couple. Nie Ruokang gripped his wine glass tightly, his eyes fixed on the scene. "Enough with the small talk. Can you help me find out who hired an assassin to kill Nie Ruokang recently?" Long Yan, using Jenny's identity as an information broker, wanted to find out who the enemy was. He couldn't just keep taking the hits without fighting back. "Nie Ruokang? Isn't he the one famous among women?" Jenny was curious. What would happen if two equally self-proclaimed ladies got together? Would there be a fight to the death? "It's him. Stop thinking about nonsense and get down to business." Long Yan knew her well; seeing her eyes darting around, he knew she was thinking about something pointless again. "What nonsense?" "Dude, even if it's fast, I won't know the news until tomorrow. I'm not a god who can predict the future. Also, you absolutely have to pay the fee; that bastard is holding onto all my money." [What? Is he afraid you'll run away from home?] Long Yan knew this young couple often pulled this stunt, especially Jenny, who was used to her freedom and couldn't stand her husband's clinginess. [Enough about me, look, Feng's here too. He's already overshadowed the hosts.] Jenny pointed to where the crowd was. Long Yan looked in the direction Jenny was pointing and saw Long Feng beckoning him over. What did Feng want to see him about? Long Yan released Jenny, gesturing for her to quickly bring the information, and then walked towards Long Feng.

Seeing Long Yan release Jenny, Nie Ruokang's anger subsided slightly. He put down the wine glass he had almost crushed, picked up another glass, intending to savor the wine again, but then noticed that Long Yan wasn't going back to him, but instead walking towards Long Feng, who had just appeared at the party. His eyes

were fixed on Long Yan, and when he saw Long Yan and Long Feng chatting and laughing, Nie Ruokang's anger flared up even more. Why did Long Feng always steal the spotlight from Long Yan? Men and women alike flocked to him, while Long Yan didn't even glance back. Had he forgotten he was his bodyguard? It was infuriating! [Why are you calling me?] Long Yan walked up to Long Feng and Huan Shi, confused as to why Long Feng was calling him while he was working. Long Feng should know he didn't like being known as a shareholder of "Long's." [And you ask, what good deed have you done? Nie Ruokang has been relentlessly sabotaging our business these past few days.] Long Feng didn't give Long Yan a friendly look. The clashes between the "Long family" and the "Nie family" in the business world these days were more frequent than ever before. Long Yan was stunned. What did this have to do with him? He finally remembered the lie he'd fabricated to make Nie Ruokang give up on him. Long Yan gave Long Feng a slightly guilty, silly smile. "I'm sorry, I think it's all because of me. Good brother, please bear with me. Losing a little business won't kill us." Long Yan smiled sheepishly. It wasn't unreasonable to repay his debt with some business, but Long Feng was indeed a little innocent. "Hmph! I knew it was you. Aside from your interactions with Nie Ruokang, I've never offended him. Don't you realize you're not managing the company anymore, and instead you're causing trouble for it? Also, that bastard Long Wei recently did a fortune telling for you, saying that your destined lover is about to appear this year, but you'll suffer a bloody disaster." "Although he's a third-rate fortune teller, and his words might not be accurate, you still need to be careful. Don't come back to see me if you get hurt." Long Feng told Long Yan irritably. If it weren't for this matter, would he need to stand here for everyone to see, and be bothered by these boring people? Grateful for his brother's kindness, Long Yan knew that if it weren't for warning him, Long Feng would never have shown up at this boring banquet. After all, his appearance was too intoxicating, whether male or female. He wanted to thank Long Feng, but before he could speak, Long Yan sensed a change in the air with his killer's intuition. He quickly turned around and looked in Nie Ruokang's direction, only to see several people with strange expressions approaching Nie Ruokang. Long Yan reflexively lunged at Nie Ruokang, simultaneously drawing his pistol. Long Feng also sensed something was wrong and quickly pulled Huan Shi to follow, also drawing his gun just in case. As soon as the men saw Long Yan approaching, disregarding the distance between them and Nie Ruokang, they simultaneously drew their pistols and fired at Nie Ruokang. Long Yan lunged forward, shielding Nie Ruokang, and fired several shots in quick succession. The gunfire clashed, causing a commotion among the men and women in the room. The chaotic footsteps of those fleeing for their lives, mixed with the timid screams of women, created a scene of utter chaos.

Long Feng and Huan Shi finally reached Long Yan and Nie Ruokang. Looking around, they saw several assassins lying lifeless on the ground. Long Feng was about to praise Long Yan when he saw him collapse on top of Nie Ruokang, blood gushing out, staining the white shirt beneath his suit crimson. Long Feng immediately tore off a piece of his shirt to make a simple bandage for Long Yan. He forcefully tightened the bandage to press on the wound, shouting at the stunned Nie Ruokang, "Quickly press on his wound, don't let the blood flow out anymore!" Nie Ruokang, finally snapping out of his shock at Long Yan being shot, desperately pressed on the wound. Under the cover of Long Feng and Huan Shi, they evaded the arriving police and drove to Long Yan's residence in the parking lot. Glancing casually out the window, Nie Ruokang was shocked to find the buildings outside so familiar. He looked around in astonishment. Yes, this was where Long Yan lived. Why had Long Feng brought them here? What was their relationship? Did Long Feng want them to hide with Long Yan? **************** After Long Feng performed first aid on Long Yan, the bleeding finally stopped. Nie Ruokang stared at Long Feng in surprise. How could a company president be so familiar with medical knowledge, as if he used it all the time? Long Feng changed out of his blood-stained coat and breathed a sigh of relief. Huan Shi knew that Long Feng was actually very nervous; he cherished these brothers, the only family he could call his own. A strong arm embraced Long Feng's weak body, offering him silent comfort. Nie Ruokang's eyes widened, speechless. Could someone tell him this was a dream? Why was he seeing two men embracing in front of him? Didn't Long Feng already have Long Yan? Was Long Feng bisexual? Long Feng ignored Nie Ruokang's surprised expression and simply spoke to Huan Shi. "Luckily, the bullet only passed through his body and didn't stay inside. Otherwise, given how much blood he lost, Yan would have been dead. I just told him to be careful, and he's already seriously injured me. Once he recovers, I'll show him what real power is." Huan Shi knew Long Feng was just being stubborn. "Is Yan alright now?" Huan Shi asked, concerned about Long Yan's injuries. "He'll recover if he rests quietly for a while. But we need to find someone to watch over Yan and prevent him from moving around too much!" This was a huge problem for Long Feng. Wei and Qian weren't in Taiwan, Hui had to teach, and Ao Qun had to study; they couldn't watch over Yan all the time. He and Huan Shi also had to oversee the company and investigate who had hurt Long Yan. So, the only remaining option was… "Nie Ruokang, you stay here and watch over Yan for the next few days. Don't let him make any big moves. It would be best if you could cook him some porridge. The rest of us will come over to relieve you when we have time." I will also help you investigate your case and catch the criminal, so you don't need to worry. You can stay here in peace and lay low for a while.

Long Feng had set his sights on Nie Ruokang, so there was no reason for him not to take advantage of the culprit being here. Nie Ruokang only relaxed when he heard Long Feng say that Long Yan was alright. He had been tense the whole time he saw Long Feng help Long Yan, worried that something might happen to the dinosaur. He vaguely knew the reason, but didn't want to delve into it. Looking at Long Feng and Huan Shi's intertwined hands, Nie Ruokang couldn't help but ask, "Long Feng, are you and him... a couple?" It was a difficult question to ask. "Of course. Otherwise, have you ever seen any same-sex friends holding hands?" Long Feng didn't care at all about people knowing that he and Huan Shi were lovers. If you love someone, you're not afraid to admit it, otherwise it would be very unfair to Huan Shi. "Then what about Long Yan..." He wanted to ask what about the female Long Yan? But that wasn't something he could control. If the female Long Yan knew that Long Feng was gay and still fell in love with him, Nie Ruokang didn't know if he could accept that defeat.

"Alright, if you have no further questions, we'll be leaving now. You can touch anything here, but you must take good care of Long Yan and make sure he doesn't get hurt again." A sharp gaze fixed on Nie Ruokang, the forceful aura making even Nie Ruokang tremble. Was this the aura of the "Jade-Faced Yama"? Truly formidable; even he almost succumbed to this aura. ************ Nie Ruokang paced around the room before finally considering the relationship between Long Yan and Long Feng. How could Long Feng be so familiar with Long Yan's house and even have a key? And what was the relationship between the male and female Long Yan? Their addresses were the same? Unanswerable questions plagued Nie Ruokang, his doubts growing, yet no one seemed willing to provide any answers. He returned to the bed where Long Yan lay, gazing at the unconscious Long Yan. Even in unconsciousness, his handsome brows were still furrowed. What was it that haunted Long Yan, preventing him from forgetting even in his unconscious state? Gently smoothing his furrowed brow, Nie Ruokang gazed mesmerized at Long Yan's handsome sleeping face. Long Yan was indeed a handsome man; even injured, his good looks remained undiminished, only making him more endearing. Did he feel the same way? Nie Ruokang questioned his own heart, his concern and pity for Long Yan exceeding the bounds of friendship. The answer to his anger at Long Yan dancing with a beautiful woman or abandoning him for Long Feng was now clear in his mind. This feeling for Long Yan was the same as when he was with the female Long Yan; the perfect connection he had found with her was now rekindled in Long Yan. He had truly fallen for someone named Long Yan. One female Long Yan had left, and a male Long Yan had arrived—was fate playing a cruel joke on him? Nie Ruokang was speechless with despair. Sitting by Long Yan's bedside, Nie Ruokang carefully tended to him. Long Yan had been doing well, and Nie Ruokang had just relaxed when he noticed Long Yan breaking out in a cold sweat, his body writhing, and uttering incoherent mutterings, behaving as if he were having a nightmare. "Long Yan, wake up!" Nie Ruokang called out anxiously, gently patting Long Yan's cheek. "No, no. I really don't want to do this, no!" Long Yan's mutterings grew louder and louder until the last word turned into a scream. Pressing Long Yan's body down forcefully, Nie Ruokang restrained his flailing hands, gently comforting him. Seeing Long Yan's pained state, Nie Ruokang felt as if his heart was being torn apart. This feeling was the same fear, shock, and heartache he had felt when he saw Long Yan collapse beside him. He didn't want to experience that hollowed-out feeling again. He sealed Long

Yan's still-screaming lips with his own, kissing his pale, bloodless lips forcefully, his lips moving back and forth until Long Yan stopped struggling.

Reason wanted to pull away, but his body wouldn't move. His lips, like parched land receiving rain, were unwilling to leave Long Yan's. He pried open Long Yan's tightly closed teeth, his tongue probing deeper to explore even greater sweetness, until Long Yan protested and shook his head. Only then did Nie Ruokang, unsatisfied, part his tightly pressed lips. Even if he wanted to deny this feeling, it was too late. After feeling Long Yan's sweetness, how could he let go of this man so deeply imprinted in his heart? Whether he was male or female, Long Yan was Nie Ruokang's partner in this life, and he was determined to have him. He never cared about worldly opinions; as long as he acted with a clear conscience and found a lifelong partner, that was enough. Whether he was male or female, he would never let Long Yan escape again. Nie Ruokang was determined to conquer Long Yan's heart. Seeing Long Yan fall asleep again, Nie Ruokang realized that his body was also stained with the blood Long Yan had shed when he was injured. Standing up, Nie Ruokang opened Long Yan's wardrobe, intending to take a shower first before wiping Long Yan, who was covered in sweat. After all, Long Yan's build was similar to his, so his clothes should fit him well. His hand froze as he opened the wardrobe, his eyes falling on the women's clothing casually placed inside. Those were Long Yan's clothes as a woman, the clothes he wore during the three days they spent together. There was no mistake; when Long Yan wore that light blue dress, he had praised him for looking very good and matching her perfectly. Why were Long Yan's clothes as a woman here? What was the relationship between the two Long Yans? Chapter Three

[Beep...beep...] The ringing of the phone interrupted Nie Ruokang's thoughts. Who was calling? Nie Ruokang decided not to answer; he had a receiver anyway. (Boss, I'm so sorry. I originally wanted to try out the newly invented aphrodisiac, but I accidentally took the wrong one and it turned out to be a gender-changing drug. However, being a woman occasionally is a good thing. Since you like women so much, being a woman for a couple of days will help you understand women better. By the way, I called to tell you that the drug has no side effects. After taking it, you'll change back in three days and won't change again. Don't worry.) The pleasant male voice finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Nie Ruokang had lost all strength to support himself. He understood everything. The two Long Yans were actually the same person. It was just that Long Yan had mistakenly taken the gender-changing drug, which was why he had the stunningly beautiful Long Yan for three days, which was why he couldn't find the female Long Yan no matter how hard he searched after three days, and which was why Long Yan rejected his advances.

Slumped in his chair, Nie Ruokang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He had always loved the same person. He was both happy and angry. Happy because he had finally found the place for his heart, angry because Long Yan had kept it from him for so long. Back at the bedside, Nie Ruokang gently kissed Long Yan's lips, silently vowing in his heart: You've decided you belong to me.

**************** Long Yan turned over, ouch. The pain immediately spread throughout his body. He recalled Nie Ruokang's weeping face when he collapsed last night. Long Yan struggled to get up, but why couldn't he move his hand? Wasn't it his left hand that was injured? Looking down, he saw Nie Ruokang holding his hand, asleep by the bedside. She must have been taking care of him all night, so tired that she hadn't even noticed Long Yan was awake. A sweet feeling welled up in his heart; besides his brothers, no one had ever cared for him like this. Long Yan gently withdrew his hand. It had been a long time since he'd been injured; he hadn't expected to be so badly wounded. He carefully examined the wound; it was well-bandaged, clearly Long Feng's handiwork. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Long Feng was there yesterday; otherwise, given his serious injuries, Nie Ruokang would certainly not have escaped the assassins' clutches. A hand touched his cold forehead. Nie Ruokang had woken up sometime earlier. [You had a high fever and nightmares all night, but it seems the fever has subsided now.] Nie Ruokang breathed a sigh of relief.

[Thank you. I should be the one protecting you, but now you're the one taking care of me.] Long Yan squeezed Nie Ruokang's hand, expressing his apology.

Nie Ruokang didn't mention that he had discovered Long Yan's secret, but simply looked at Long Yan with eyes that could melt hearts. [How are you feeling?] [I have no strength at all. I think I'll probably have to lie in bed for a while. I'll ask Long Feng to find someone to cover my work. Don't worry.] Why is he looking at him with such an unsettling gaze? Long Yan really doesn't understand romance at all; he didn't realize Nie Ruokang was expressing her feelings for him.

[I'm not worried about that. Long Feng told me to hide here for now until he finds the culprit. What exactly is your relationship with Long Feng?] He asked the question that had been bothering Nie Ruokang, determined to find out if there was any romantic relationship between them. [Long Feng and I grew up together; to me, they are the most important brothers in my life. However, I'll still have to trouble Long Feng this time.] Long Yan secretly repented in his heart, realizing he had caused Long Feng enough trouble these past few days. He would help out at the company when he had time to express his gratitude. [I think your injury angered Long Feng, and he took over your work.] Nie Ruokang recalled Long Feng's intimidating aura; if he wasn't extremely angry, Long Feng probably wouldn't have used his power to intimidate others. [Yes!]

"We've always valued each other very much." Long Yan looked blissfully happy when talking about Long Feng. Nie Ruokang, seeing the happiness on Long Yan's face, found it truly irritating. He secretly vowed to defeat Long Feng and become the most important person in Long Yan's heart. ************

**** Half a month passed, and Long Yan noticed that Nie Ruokang's attitude towards him had completely changed. These past few days, since he couldn't shower, Nie Ruokang had meticulously bathed him, and his meals were tailored to his preferences. Nie Ruokang even displayed his chef-like skills, but hadn't he said he only cooked for his beloved?

He remembered Nie Ruokang boasting about his culinary skills, vowing that he would only cook for his partner, an honor not even his family received. All of this suggested that Nie Ruokang truly considered him a good friend, but would a good friend look at you with such tender, affectionate eyes? That overwhelming tenderness, almost drowning him, left Long Yan bewildered. Not to mention, whenever Nie Ruokang helped him bathe, his burning gaze would linger on his skin, as if he wanted to devour him, leaving Long Yan bewildered. So whenever Long Yan bathed, he wished time would fly by so he wouldn't have to suffer the scorching pain. Although Long Yan had no objection to homosexuality, he always felt that women were born to be paired with men. It took him a long time to fully accept that Long Feng and Huan Shi were a couple. Therefore, given Nie Ruokang's various displays of affection, Long Yan would never have imagined that this handsome man harbored feelings for him. [Ding-dong] The doorbell rang. Who was it? If it was Long Feng and the others, they would automatically open the door. Long Yan went on alert. Nie Ruokang also put down his newspaper. Walking to the door, he saw the woman who had danced with Long Yan that day. [Yan, it's the woman you danced with that day. Are you going to let her in or not?] Nie Ruokang, of course, wanted nothing more than to get rid of that woman immediately. Having grown accustomed to Nie Ruokang's affectionate address, Long Yan didn't object as he had a few days ago; after all, Long Feng and the others called him that too. The woman who danced that day? Long Yan paused for a moment before realizing what she meant. [Quickly, let her in.] Long Yan's urgent tone made Nie Ruokang frown in displeasure. As soon as the door opened, Jenny acted as if she lived there, going straight to Long Yan's bedside without a word. [Oh dear, Yan, you're really unlucky! No wonder I haven't seen you these past few days.] A slightly sarcastic remark came from Jenny's mouth. [You didn't come here just to laugh at me, did you? My dear Jenny.] It was obvious that Long Feng and the others must have told Jenny, otherwise why would she have taken so long to come looking for him? [Even injured, you still have such a sweet tongue. Here, this is what you wanted; I went through so much trouble to find it.] Jenny thought of her stingy husband, who would give her a hard time just for taking a few of his things.

Humph! Seeing Jenny's sour expression, she knew she had argued with her husband again. Long Yan didn't dare tease her; the reason this time was definitely his ex-lover.

Long Yan beckoned Jenny over, whispering in her ear as if kissing her. "I'll transfer the money to your bank account. Then help me find out who shot me.

" Jenny nodded, cupped Long Yan's handsome face, and kissed him with her cherry-like lips. "You rascal, I know. You always order me around. But Long Feng has already notified 'Shenfeng,' and I believe they'll soon bring those people to you for you to deal with. Why are you in such a hurry?" "I just don't want him involved in the underworld anymore. You know that?" Long Yan didn't want Long Feng involved in these underworld struggles, but since he had notified 'Shenfeng,' that brat Long Qian would definitely come back. Then he could settle accounts with Qian for drugging him. "You're so considerate. Okay, I'll give you the message by the day after tomorrow at the latest, but I won't be coming over. Just sign for it on your computer." After kissing Long Yan goodbye, Jenny passed by Nie Ruokang, who reeked of gunpowder. Why did this handsome guy look like he wanted to tear me to pieces? Was it because she hadn't paid attention to him? Her eyes practically spitting fire, her bloodshot eyes watching Jenny leave before immediately sweeping over Long Yan. A voice burst from Nie Ruokang's gritted teeth: "Who is she?" "She's my ex-girlfriend. Don't worry, she's helping us. It won't be long before I catch all those murderers." Long Yan, unaware of Nie Ruokang's feelings, added fuel to the fire. "Girlfriend?" Nie Ruokang uttered each word, a word he loathed. A frenzied jealousy had clouded his judgment. What right did that woman have to kiss his Long Yan? Reaching the bedside, Long Yan was surprised by his anger. He opened his mouth to ask why he was so angry, but a thin pair of lips pressed down and sealed his mouth. Nie

Ruokang kissed Long Yan passionately, his tongue aggressively probing into Long Yan's mouth, teasing and demanding with practiced skill, forcing Long Yan's tongue to entwine with his. He relentlessly demanded the sweetness from Long Yan's mouth, until he could no longer breathe, before finally pulling away from Long Yan's lips, panting. Long Yan stared at Nie Ruokang's deep gaze, his mind a complete mess. What was happening? His supposed best friend had kissed him—not a light kiss, but a deep French kiss. "I love you." The soul-stirring words reached Long Yan's ears. What was he saying? Long Yan couldn't understand Nie Ruokang's words at all. "I love you, Long Yan," Nie Ruokang emphasized, confessing his love to Long Yan once more.

Finally regaining his senses, Long Yan froze again. What was this tall, handsome man saying? He loved him? Was he kidding? "Don't doubt my sincerity, Yan. I can say with certainty that my love in this life belongs only to you." Seeing the confusion in Long Yan's eyes, Nie Ruokang pressed on to express his love.

"What are you talking about? I'm a man, and you're a man. Besides, don't you already have a woman you deeply love?" Finally understanding Nie Ruokang's meaning, Long Yan cried out in terror. "I'm not joking. Whether you're a man or a woman, I love you the same. I love your soul. Yan, are you still trying to hide it from me? Why the peerless beauty Long Yan has disappeared, I think you know better than I do." Nie Ruokang didn't believe Long Yan could get away with it. When did he find out? Long Yan's head throbbed with pain, partly because of Nie Ruokang's confession, and partly because, faced with Nie Ruokang's heartfelt confession, he didn't feel nauseous, but rather secretly delighted. How could he not be terrified? "I consider you a good friend, and I believe you feel the same way." Long Yan deliberately twisted Nie Ruokang's love; he truly didn't believe Nie Ruokang's affection. Nie Ruokang was furious. Why wouldn't Long Yan accept his love? He sealed Long Yan's lying mouth with his own, refusing to hear any more words that would shatter his confidence. The desire that had just subsided reignited. Nie Ruokang decided to indulge his lust. Since Long Yan wouldn't believe him no matter what he said, he would show him with actions. These past few days, facing Long Yan, his desire had reached a point where he could no longer bear it. He displayed his superb kissing skills, his tongue lightly tracing the beautiful lines of Long Yan's lips until Long Yan unconsciously opened his mouth slightly. His slippery tongue immediately invaded Long Yan's mouth, entwining with his own, arousing Long Yan's deep-seated desire. From initial resistance to unconsciously responding to Nie Ruokang's kiss, Long Yan's rationality was disappearing.

No, this couldn't be. A last shred of reason made Long Yan want to push Nie Ruokang away. He might have been able to do that before he was injured, but now, with his left hand weak, he couldn't possibly push Nie Ruokang away with just his right. Instead, Nie Ruokang held him tightly, melting away his last shred of rationality. Leaving Long Yan's lips, which were slightly swollen from Nie Ruokang's kisses, Nie Ruokang's lips moved to Long Yan's sensitive ear. During the past few days of bathing Long Yan, he had discovered many of Long Yan's erogenous zones. His hot breath filled Long Yan's ear, and Nie Ruokang gently bit his earlobe, sending waves of tingling sensations through his body. Long Yan couldn't help but let out a sexy sigh. "I want you," Nie Ruokang declared, unable to resist any longer. Long Yan, writhing in Nie Ruokang's intense heat, was completely oblivious to his words.

His lips slid down Long Yan's neck, past his slightly protruding Adam's apple, gently licking Long Yan's smooth skin. Long Yan couldn't help but let out seductive gasps.

This was undoubtedly a catalyst for lust. Nie Ruokang tore open Long Yan's pajamas, not even waiting to help him take them off. His burning lips moved across Long Yan's strong upper body. So sweet! Nie Ruokang's lips traveled over Long Yan's shoulders, collarbone, and finally to his chest, taking his lips into his pink nipples. He gently nibbled and bit, wanting to imprint his scent deeply onto Long Yan's body. [Ah!] A moan that could no longer be contained escaped Long Yan's lips. It felt as if a fire was burning within him, making him cling to the culprit who had led him to this state of lust. Nie Ruokang admired Long Yan's infatuated appearance. So sexy! Satisfied with the effect he had on Long Yan, Nie Ruokang removed Long Yan's last remaining clothes, praising the strong body before him. The thought of the owner of this body writhing beneath him, craving his caresses, sent a shiver down Nie Ruokang's spine. He covered Long Yan's thin lips again, swallowing all his moans. His hands caressed Long Yan's already erect penis.

Long Yan couldn't bear it and desperately twisted his body. He looked at Nie Ruokang with dazed eyes and finally realized his current situation. [Stop!

] Long Yan used the last bit of reason to stop Nie Ruokang, but his weak voice sounded unconvincing even to himself. [No, ah! Wait.

Let go.] Long Yan's voice trembled, but his desire was still tightly held by Nie Ruokang. He finally understood how weak-willed men were. In the face of lust, Long Yan easily succumbed again. Nie Ruokang continued to tease Long Yan's burning heat, forcing him into a deeper lust, unable to escape.

[Ugh... um...] Long Yan cried out softly because he couldn't bear the stimulation. The pleasure and pain made him feel like he was hovering between heaven and hell.

"Please let go, let me go!" Driven by pleasure, Long Yan could no longer care about his pride and could only plead with Nie Ruokang.

Nie Ruokang ignored him, instead quickening his movements. "Ah!" Long Yan frowned, his body consumed by the poisonous pleasure. Nie Ruokang relentlessly kissed every sensitive spot on Long Yan's body, determined to push him into the abyss of desire, making him unable to resist. From Long Yan's uncontrollable trembling and constant gasps, Nie Ruokang knew that Long Yan was about to climax, and his caresses quickened, pushing Long Yan to the peak of desire. Only when Long Yan's desire was released in his hands did Nie Ruokang stop his movements and kiss Long Yan deeply. The lingering pleasure of release still enveloped him; Long Yan could only gasp for breath, his mind blank. Nie Ruokang temporarily withdrew from Long Yan's burning body, his gaze sweeping over the bedside table. He found some essential oil in the drawer, information he'd gleaned from some entertainment magazines. Without lubrication, Long Yan likely wouldn't be able to withstand the impending pain. He leaned down, gazing at Long Yan's flushed face, the still-passionate expression stimulating his senses. He could never let go of this man who had captured his heart! Before Long Yan could react, Nie Ruokang, suppressing his impending urge, sweated profusely as he picked up the essential oil, poured some onto his hands, and used one hand to spread Long Yan's legs. His oil-covered fingers probed into Long Yan's secret place. Long Yan froze, a foreign object inserted into a place he'd never been touched before. Sensing Long Yan's tense body, Nie Ruokang kissed him again, using his superior kissing skills to relax him. With the help of the essential oil, his fingers easily slid inside Long Yan. He kept thrusting in and out, waiting for Long Yan's exit to loosen, then Nie Ruokang inserted another finger. Long Yan tried to close his legs, but Nie Ruokang, prepared, sank completely between them. [Relax, Yan, trust me, you'll have a perfect experience.] [Are you kidding me? What right do you have to do this to me?] Long Yan regained his senses and tried to escape his predicament again. Nie Ruokang's lips moved over Long Yan's body again, forcefully drawing him back into a sensual world. The lingering fear in his body easily allowed Nie Ruokang's plan to succeed. Long Yan once again succumbed to the torrent of desire. Feeling his fingers tightly gripped by Long Yan's soft inner walls, the intense contractions made Nie Ruokang unable to endure it any longer. He quickly stripped off all his clothes, their naked bodies embracing, their high body temperature making Long Yan dizzy. [Ah!] A scream escaped as Nie Ruokang's enormous member invaded Long Yan's inner walls. [I'm sorry!] Covered in sweat, Nie Ruokang clenched his teeth, desperately suppressing the urge to rampage through Long Yan's body. Long Yan's insides were so tight and hot; he had never experienced such a deep and intense sensation before. Apologetic kisses roamed over Long Yan's body. Only when a dazed look returned to Long Yan's face did Nie Ruokang dare to move his own desire. Moving slowly, Nie Ruokang's hands were also busy caressing Long Yan's desire, rhythmically rubbing it in sync with his body's movements. He grasped Long Yan's burning hands and kneaded them wantonly. Attacked from both ends, Long Yan's mind had long since scattered; he could only respond to Nie Ruokang's rhythm.

He continuously released seductive moans of pleasure. [Ah...ah...] Long Yan no longer knew what he was doing; the emptiness deep within his body desperately needed to be filled. He swayed his body, trying to bury Nie Ruokang's desire deep inside him. Caught tightly by Long Yan's inner walls, Nie Ruokang could no longer resist and thrust his body violently, withdrawing only to plunge in again, the movements becoming faster and more intense. Long Yan, unable to bear it any longer, held Nie Ruokang's body tightly. "Again, deeper,

" Long Yan repeatedly urged Nie Ruokang. Seduced by Long Yan and unable to control himself any longer, Nie Ruokang surrendered his body to desire, the erratic rhythms carrying them both to the peak of passion. After a series of intense, rapid thrusts, they held each other tightly, both releasing their pent-up desire.

Exhaustion overwhelmed Long Yan, and after the passion subsided, he fell into a deep sleep. ************

**** Gently withdrawing his desire, gazing at Long Yan, who was now his, Nie Ruokang couldn't contain his ecstasy. He believed that Long Yan wasn't indifferent to him. Otherwise, they wouldn't have experienced such an unprecedented exchange of desire. Feeling his desire rise again, Nie Ruokang cursed himself for being nothing more than a lustful animal. Not wanting to exhaust Long Yan, Nie Ruokang embraced him and fell asleep as well. ****

************ Awakening from his dream, Long Yan saw himself being held tightly by Nie Ruokang as if he were a rare treasure, their naked bodies intertwined, forming an ambiguous scene. Recalling what had happened before he fell asleep, Long Yan was at a loss. How had he and Nie Ruokang come to this? They were clearly two men, so why could they experience such crazy joy, why could they obtain indescribable pleasure from each other? He wanted to attribute it all to a moment of infatuation, but deep down, was he really just confused? Countless questions were driving Long Yan crazy. He didn't know how to deal with this inappropriate feeling. He tried to sort out a clue, but Nie Ruokang's passionate kiss upon waking gave him no time to clear his head, pushing him into the abyss of emotion. He could only helplessly sink into the intense pleasure created by Nie Ruokang, once again being possessed by Nie Ruokang in body and mind. Until the passion subsided again

[The End]

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