Pampering Part 2

1. A Bewitching Embrace

Yang Xu's small design studio flourished with Sun Kanglin's help. With increased business came more social engagements. Knowing Yang Xu disliked such things, Sun Kanglin would help him decline as many as possible. However, one day a big boss arrived from the north. Upon entering N City, he immediately bought a large plot of land in the city center's key development zone, seemingly stealing the local boss's business. It was unclear how he had managed to gain such influence.

Sun Kanglin's company no longer dealt in real estate, focusing solely on construction. He had good relationships with influential figures in the industry, and through these interactions, he had the opportunity to invite this Mr. Wang to dinner.

The city center development zone was a key government-supported development project this year. Companies already on the government's investment promotion list were already planning to move into the high-end 5A office buildings. Buying this land and building the buildings would be like counting money while lying down; even banks would be eager to approve funding. This seemingly effortless move would bring in hundreds of millions of yuan, not to mention the outsourced construction and interior design projects.

Yang Xu knew Sun Kanglin was doing this for his own good. Sun Kanglin's company didn't lack this work, but if his small studio could seize this opportunity, it would be equivalent to monopolizing the design project for hundreds of units in the entire building. So even though he disliked that fat, bald, nouveau riche, he still sat on the sidelines and didn't leave. He didn't care about himself, but he couldn't refuse Sun Kanglin's good intentions, so he could only endure being forced to drink glass after glass, and he had to chug them down in one gulp.

In the world of business, some drinks are simply unavoidable. Even though Sun Kanglin shielded him from many drinks, a single sip of Wuliangye could burn his stomach, not to mention the alternating red and white liquors that made his stomach feel like it wasn't even his own anymore.

"The wine and food today are quite good, and Xiao Yang is even better. Have a few more drinks with your Brother Wang, and if you drink too much, I'll lull you to sleep tonight." Boss Wang hadn't even had two drinks before he started rambling incoherently.

Yang Xu's face changed when she heard him taking advantage of her with those lewd words. She wanted to stand up and throw her drink at this lecherous man's head. Sun Kanglin, displeased by this, quickly intervened, saying, "Boss Wang, what are you saying? Young Yang is an outstanding young designer, not here to entertain guests. If you want girls, go to a nightclub after dinner. Why are you making fun of Young Yang?"

Sun Kanglin's words were neither too harsh nor too mild, but Boss Wang sobered up a bit. He had already offended many people in the industry since arriving in N City. Although he was wealthy and powerful, being isolated by everyone wouldn't be a good thing. Sun Kanglin had the widest network of connections and could do many things for him that money couldn't buy. He was someone Boss Wang wanted to win over.

Today, seeing that Sun Kanglin had brought a handsome young man, he thought Sun Kanglin knew his preferences and wanted to curry favor with him. He claimed to be a designer, but these days, many young people sleep with their bosses or clients while designing—it's all just a facade. Therefore, after drinking too much, he started speaking rudely. Pointed out by Sun Kanglin, Yang Xu immediately realized that this might be someone else's favor, implying that he hadn't shared it with him, and that he had misunderstood. He quickly chuckled dryly and said, "Brother is right, I just went too far. Young Yang is a promising young man with a bright future, please don't take it to heart by Brother Wang's standards. I'll punish myself with a drink first."

After this unpalatable meal, Sun Kanglin dumped him at the gay club and apologized profusely on the way home.

Yang Xu felt unwell from being forced to drink so much, and his head was spinning. He knew that he couldn't blame Sun Kanglin for this, and he wasn't that sensitive. He didn't feel wronged by being taken advantage of verbally.

However, he was still a little uncomfortable. It's unpleasant for any man to be perceived as doing "that kind of thing." He didn't say much on the way home, and when they arrived, he didn't let Sun Kanglin see him upstairs. He waved goodbye, said "See you tomorrow," and watched his car drive away.

Southern winters are damp and cold; even a wool coat can't keep out the dampness that seeps into the skin through the gaps in the clothing, penetrating to the bone.

Yang Xu was freezing, but she didn't want to go back. Her mother would inevitably nag if she saw her reeking of alcohol, so she figured she'd better get some fresh air and sober up before

going upstairs. Her stomach was still churning, not quite nauseating, and the wind made her shiver. Yang Xu realized she was starting to miss him again; her alcohol-induced brain was completely out of control, yearning for the person she had almost forgotten.

His body was stiff, filled with grievances, though he couldn't quite put his finger on what was bothering him. The emotions he'd suppressed for the past six months seemed to be screaming for an outlet. His head was burning, his body freezing. Yang Xu hugged himself, leaning against a tree, lost in thought. Suddenly, he was enveloped in a broad, tight embrace. Familiar scents washed over him like a raging flood. His body, numb with cold, couldn't move, yet his heart burned instantly. This extreme contrast of ice and fire made Yang Xu shiver inexplicably. He didn't know whether to muster the strength to push him away or to indulge in this momentary warmth and make a decision that would make him despise himself.

"I missed you so much," the man's low voice whispered in his ear. His frozen ears instantly turned bright red, burning hot, and, like their owner, went limp.

"Get away, get off me," Yang Xu stammered, frozen in his embrace. Suddenly, a stinging sensation rose in his nose, and tears welled up in his eyes, burning them. He felt hatred in his heart, hatred for this person appearing when he was most vulnerable. If he had even a shred of reason under normal circumstances, he wouldn't have let himself be held like this without any resistance.

"Let's talk in the car, it's too cold outside." The man practically half-carried and dragged him into the back seat, then followed him in. The car's air conditioning was set to be very warm; the warm air that filled his nostrils felt like it warmed his trachea and lungs. The man held his hand in his hand, breathing warm air on it, and Yang Xu was momentarily overwhelmed by this tenderness. When he finally regained his senses, his face flushed, he didn't know whether it was anger or annoyance. He tried to pull his hand back to open the car door, to leave this intoxicatingly ambiguous place, but the door was locked and he couldn't open it no matter what he did. His body was still being held from behind by the man, and he couldn't move.

"Xu Yansheng, you fucking let go, let me down!" He struggled frantically, but it was no use. The space in the back seat of the car was already small, not enough for him to move around freely. He had no strength to spare, and besides, he didn't have much strength; he was just barely holding on.

"I won't let go." Xu Yansheng had thought about it for so long, longed for it for so long, and finally held him in his arms again. If he just let him go like this, he would be crazy. He took off the young man's coat, laid him down on the back seat, and pressed him down, ignoring his red face and cursing. He kissed the trembling lips he had longed for.

"Get away! Get away from me!" Yang Xu shook his head, trying to avoid the lips that were kissing him again. Besides the fear of being violated, he had been repeatedly pinned down by this man, losing all his dignity. Even if he couldn't escape, he couldn't cooperate. Moreover, he still harbored resentment towards this person; how could he possibly let him touch him as he pleased? But Xu Yansheng didn't care about his struggles at all. If he couldn't kiss his lips, he would kiss his face, his eyes, his eyebrows, and his sensitive, delicate neck. Yang Xu

dodged one side only to be kissed the other, and in the end, unsurprisingly, his lips were bitten by the man again.

The man gently traced the shape of his lips with the tip of his tongue, moistening his somewhat dry lips, with utmost tenderness and patience.

But this overly gentle kiss brought Yang Xu back to his senses. Why was he kissing him as if he still loved him? Hadn't they broken up long ago? How could he still have the nerve to come looking for him when he had a wife and children, kissing him tenderly and lovingly?

Hardening his trembling heart, Yang Xu opened his mouth and bit the person on top of him. He pushed him away with all his might, sat up, and looked at the somewhat astonished man, panting.

2. Car Sex (Part 1)

"Don't touch me, go touch your wife and kids!" Yang Xu said through gritted teeth, finally unable to hold back her anger. Since their breakup, Yang Xu had never complained to him about being deceived. He was a man, he had no reason to do such a thing, and he couldn't do it. The breakup was the end of it.

But Xu Yansheng actually approached him again, and even forcibly kissed him while he was drunk and weak. Yang Xu's anger and resentment surged forth at this moment. In this man's heart, he, Yang Xu, was someone he could never leave, someone he could never refuse. Even if he seriously said goodbye, he would be the one who would go weak at the slightest touch from him, right?

He thought his words were cold and calm, but he didn't expect his expression to be so vulnerable, making people feel sorry for him. It was like he was angry and pouting, yet also like he was wronged and resentful. His cheeks were still flushed, his eyes were full of tears, and even his lips were trembling, from excitement and the passion of the moment.

"I'm divorced, I've been divorced for a long time, I've been divorced for a long time..." Xu Yansheng felt incredibly sorry for him, and without saying a word, hugged him tightly again, like holding a precious treasure, not letting him break free. While coaxing him that he was divorced, he cursed himself inwardly, thinking that he shouldn't have gotten married in the first place, otherwise, none of this mess would have happened.

The word "divorce" flashed through Yang Xu's mind like a curse, as if something she had longed for had finally come true. Even though it had, things had changed and it was all in vain; that obsessive expectation still had a profound impact.

Yang Xu stared blankly at Xu Yansheng, overwhelmed with mixed emotions. In the darkness, only the headlights of the car illuminated the scene, dim and ambiguous, making Yang Xu's dark eyes appear even brighter.

Her lover was right beside her, in her arms, within reach. Xu Yansheng's breathing quickened; his lower body, which hadn't felt any desire for the past six months, was burning with heat. He wanted him, desperately wanted him.

Before Yang Xu could react, Xu Yansheng wrapped one arm around him, the other gripping his jaw to prevent him from biting again. His tongue, unable to resist any longer, fiercely and passionately probed into the still-scented mouth, entwining with the tongue that had nowhere to hide, sucking and licking, teasing and entwining it repeatedly. He knew his body better than he knew his own. His tongue nearly reached Yang Xu's throat, teasing her sensitive palate repeatedly. Yang Xu's saliva overflowed from his kisses, her mind a complete blur. She vaguely remembered that he was finally divorced, her heart pounding like an electric shock, her body involuntarily going limp. A

deep kiss might not have elicited such a reaction, but Xu Yansheng was far from satisfied with just a kiss. Every cell in his body clamored to violate and cherish this little rascal who tormented him yet he couldn't let go, to ease his lovesickness. He pushed the dizzy little thing onto the back seat, one hand unceremoniously slipping inside her shirt and giving her already erect nipple a hard pinch.

Wearing only a shirt and a coat in the dead of winter—no wonder she was so cold earlier. Xu Yansheng pinched Yang Xu's pitiful nipple, stroking the surrounding skin that was covered in goosebumps, swallowing Yang Xu's cry, not letting his little mouth say anything that would displease him. He only needed to let his body feel him, and that was enough.

Yang Xu's face was flushed. He was finally released by Xu Yansheng, and he was panting heavily, his heart beating faster due to lack of oxygen. Before he could recover his strength, his shirt was almost torn open, and the nipple that the man was sucking on felt like a switch had been turned on for pleasure. His body, which had also been celibate for half a year, could not withstand this teasing. Yang Xu was almost crying. He didn't have the strength to think about whether he had been bewitched by the man again. He only felt that his body was more sensitive than usual after being drunk. His lower body was already erect during the teasing. He didn't need to look to know how excited he was.

"Baby, you're hard. Little Yangxu must miss me too, right? Let him out and say hello, okay?" Xu Yansheng quickly stripped off his thin jeans. His slender, white legs seemed to glow in the darkness, arousing allure. The white briefs were ordinary. Xu Yansheng didn't know whether to be disappointed or pleased that he wasn't wearing a thong. Such ordinary attire at least indicated that he and Sun Kanglin weren't often together. Otherwise, this little guy, who was so romantic, wouldn't wear only such underwear.

Little Yangxu, already erect, was pressing against the waistband, with a small amount of fluid already seeping out, staining a small patch of the white underwear, eager to be released. Excited, Xu Yansheng leaned down and licked that tempting stain through the underwear with his tongue. It was right against the small opening of Yangxu's penis, stimulating him to arch his back and try to pull away, but Xu Yansheng grabbed his step, leaving him unable to retreat but only able to move forward. This action was more like shamelessly offering himself to a man's mouth.

The licking, though seemingly gentle, was both pleasurable and uncomfortable, and incredibly embarrassing. He wanted to resist, but with his genitals being licked, anything he did was futile. He dared not cry out, only covering his mouth to prevent any groans from escaping. Even in his excitement, he knew they were in a car in his own neighborhood; he was afraid of being discovered by passersby, and even more afraid of being overheard by acquaintances.

Xu Yansheng, however, had no such concerns. He practically soaked the front of Yang Xu's underwear with his saliva before finally freeing Yang Xu's penis. The tender, vibrant shaft sprang to his nose, freed from the confines of his underwear.

Of course, he didn't mind, opening his mouth and taking the little thing in.

"Mmm..." Yang Xu couldn't help himself; the feeling of being enveloped by a hot mouth was so wonderful that he almost wanted to scream. Xu Yansheng knew his Achilles' heel like the back of his hand. When he didn't take it in deeply, he would tease the urethral opening of Yang Xu's penis with his tongue. Each thrust sent shivers down Yang Xu's spine. When he took it in deeper, the pleasure was even more intense. The tightness, almost like being choked in his throat, made Yang Xu unable to bear it any longer. He thrust in and out of Xu Yansheng's mouth, and after only a few dozen thrusts, a powerful explosion erupted from his penis. He didn't know how much he ejaculated, only that it was a satisfying and decisive ejaculation, and he saw stars.

"So fast, haven't done it in a long time?" Xu Yansheng swallowed Yang Xu's semen nonchalantly, finding it fishy and bitter, but to him, it was the most delicious thing in the world.

Yang Xu leaned against the car door, his lower body naked in the man's sight, watching him swallow his semen. He was so aroused that he was too embarrassed to speak. Of course, besides this embarrassment, there was also the fact that he had been living like a monk for the past six months.

"Me too, I've never touched anyone else, I only want you." This man, who rarely spoke sweet words, could make anyone blush when he uttered romantic phrases. Yang Xu awkwardly turned his head away, not wanting to look at him. He didn't know whether he should follow his body's reaction or push him away, never to see him again. Suddenly, one of his legs was pulled open, revealing a warm sensation below. It turned out the man had just given him oral sex and wasn't satisfied; now he was licking his anus.

"You, you can't do this." Although they had been intimate before, their relationship was different now. Besides, being licked felt far more shameful than oral sex.

Little did he know, Xu Yansheng wanted to devour him completely, to digest him, to melt him into his very bones, never to be separated again. Hearing Yang Xu's resistance, he naturally didn't stop, instead licking even harder and deeper.

"Ah ah," his anus, long untouched, was suddenly invaded by a soft, warm tongue, shyly refusing to open. Xu Yansheng was very satisfied with his shyness and reserve, and was extremely excited. He vaguely felt that his treasure had not been touched by any other man and still belonged only to him.

3. Car Sex (Part 2)

Thinking this, his mouth movements became even gentler, moistening the folds around the little hole and making them relax. Taking advantage of the slight wriggling of the hole, the tip of his tongue suddenly thrust in, tightly gripped by the sphincter, refusing to let go.

Yang Xu was already moaning incoherently, and his thighs were trembling uncontrollably. He only felt an unbearable itch down there, hot and uncomfortable from the man's licking. The intestinal wall licked by the tip of his tongue was numb, while the depths that the tongue could not reach were empty and lonely, craving to be heavily pounded.

Xu Yansheng deliberately avoided touching his prostate. Each time he licked it, he only lightly teased it and then moved on to lick other places. With her pussy stimulated like this, her intestinal fluid began to trickle out. The amount wasn't much, but combined with the man's saliva, the sounds of sucking and teasing made it sound incredibly lewd.

"No, stop licking... Come in... Ugh, come in and fuck me..." Yang Xu had never known his body to be so thirsty, at least not in recent days. Once the floodgates of desire were opened, it was like a torrent bursting forth. His body spontaneously recalled the sweetness and pleasure of being manipulated before, as if not being satisfied would burn him alive. He had no intention of refusing at this moment. The man said, "Baby, don't rush, you're not wet enough, you'll get hurt." Yang Xu was anxious, but he was even more anxious. Not only was he sweating profusely in the dead of winter, but his penis had been erect for who knows how long, unable to get a kiss.

"Your car, back... lubricant." Yang Xu was almost dying of embarrassment saying this. It was back when he and Xu Yansheng were deeply in love, thinking about when they could have sex in the car. He never expected to actually use it in the car, and in this awkward situation.

Xu Yansheng understood immediately. He reached for a can of KY liposuction through the rear window, squeezed out a lot, and smeared it on his penis. He then turned Yang Xu over and rubbed it against her anus a couple of times.

In the dim light, her fair and full buttocks were perky and cute, and the tattoo with his name etched on it was faintly visible, seemingly proclaiming that this person was still his, still engraved in his heart. How could he have been so stupid as to let him leave him for so long? Xu Yansheng's heart was filled with a surge of emotion, a gentle satisfaction like that of something lost and then regained. He took a deep breath and thrust his thick member straight in.

"Ugh...too thick...ah..." Yang Xu didn't care if anyone heard her anymore, moaning and groaning. Even with ample lubrication, the man's thing was still too big. It was fine when they had regular sex before, but now, after so long, it felt like the first time he had taken her virginity, throbbing and aching.

"Baby, bear with it, I'll stay still for now." Saying he wouldn't move, what man could truly stay still with that thing buried inside his lover's little hole? He kept turning his head to kiss Yang Xu's slightly sweaty nose, and only began to thrust after he felt the honeyed hole enveloping him wasn't too tight and painful.

His long-awaited darling was once again submissive beneath him, softly lying on the seat, his shirt not completely off, but his white, tender buttocks already naked, his eager little hole swallowing and releasing his large member, somewhat strained and reluctant, yet tightly holding it in, whether wanting him to stay or welcoming him to go deeper, it was unclear.

Xu Yansheng almost lay on top of him, thrusting slowly and deeply, teasing and grinding, almost completely opening the little hole before recklessly indulging his desires.

The person beneath him moaned with the rhythm of his thrusts, showing how comfortable and satisfied he was being fucked. Xu Yansheng held him like that, and after only a few dozen thrusts, Yang Xu was already close to climaxing.

"Ah... ...it's getting bigger again..." Yang Xu couldn't help but moan. His anus was completely filled, and the feeling of his muscles being pulled apart during the thrusting was incredibly clear. Yang Xu didn't know why his body, which was in a daze, was so sensitive. Once he got used to being penetrated by the man, his entire lower body trembled and went numb. His penis, which had softened due to the pain, had unknowingly become erect again. Pressed between his body and the seat, it rubbed against the leather seat with each thrust, giving him a shameful feeling of getting the leather seat wet.

"Because he missed you so much." The man behind him said, biting his ear, which was as red as if it had bled, and then biting the back of his neck, sucking and licking, his waist moving rapidly, constantly teasing his already aroused and wet little hole.

The small carriage was filled with the strong smell of hormones from men having sex, the sounds of thrusting, and the splashing of water. The throbbing intestinal walls, stimulated by the glans, gently opened, as if beckoning the man to penetrate harder and deeper.

In this position, an attack on the prostate was almost inevitable. Yang Xu was still moaning when suddenly her voice changed to a loud cry. It turned out that the despicable glans felt that merely harassing the intestinal walls wasn't enough to satisfy its vile desires, and shamelessly teased its beloved sensitive spot.

The vaginal muscles involuntarily tightened rapidly; the impact and pleasure of the prostate, untouched for so long, being caressed again was astonishing. Yang Xu felt a tingling sensation throughout her body, letting the person behind her violate her as if they had inexhaustible strength.

The relative movements of the rectum and penis were harmonious and intense, intertwining and pleasing each other, without condoms or any other barriers, intimately communicating the suppressed longing in their hearts.

"Ugh... ...Don't keep pushing there, I... ...I feel uncomfortable." Yang Xu was almost at his limit, feeling a burning and itchy sensation in his lower abdomen, as if he would be penetrated and ejaculated into by the slightest bit more torment and abuse. But he didn't want to be so humiliated and ejaculated into so quickly. It had only been a few minutes since his last ejaculation. He was so useless that this bastard would laugh at him again. He would laugh at him for being a slut who couldn't live without a man, a slut who could never leave him.

"How can you feel uncomfortable? I can see you clearly enjoy it." The penis, deep inside him, could fully feel the warmth and welcoming of his vagina. If he really felt uncomfortable, why would she be so obedient and passionate, sucking him in when he was penetrating, and reluctantly holding him back when he was pulled out, even opening her anus wide to entice him to tease her sensitive heart?

Xu Yansheng ignored his pleas for mercy and instead intensified his assault on Yang Xu's swollen prostate with his hard glans. He thrust and poke, drilling and teasing, turning on the switch for pleasure. All the blood rushed to his lower body, causing his body to spasm and convulse. His anus tightened and clamped shut, and he shamelessly reached a second orgasm. His lower body felt wet as he ejaculated onto the leather chair.

4. Car Sex (Part 2)

Xu Yansheng had also been holding back. He had been barely holding back his ejaculation after fucking Yang Xu for so long, but now his lover's vagina was so tight, the massage on his penis felt like it was about to explode. He decided to give in and ejaculated completely, as if surrendering all his emotions. He gritted his teeth and let his penis thrust and throb inside Yang Xu's spasming vagina, giving everything away.

Yang Xu's vagina, still throbbing from the orgasm, was now being filled with semen again. He felt incredibly hot and wet inside, his pitiful thighs spread wide, trembling and unable to close, as a little more semen escaped.

A person who has been drinking is bound to have poor stamina, and ejaculation is a very energy-consuming process. Yang Xu had already climaxed twice and was too tired to move, her mind was blank, and her eyes were still unfocused when the man picked her up and placed her on his lap. He held her in his arms and kissed her while saying, "One more time, hold me tight."

Almost subconsciously, she obeyed the command, her arms automatically wrapping around the man's neck. Suddenly, her buttocks were lifted up sharply, and Xu Yansheng's penis rubbed obscenely against her wet, semen-covered opening a few times before thrusting the glans into her.

"Ugh... Ugh, why are you doing this again..." The penis, which had already ejaculated, was not only not soft but even harder and more compelling than before. Her position sitting on top of him made her extremely passive, and almost the deepest part of her was being reached. It felt as if the man's penis had not only entered her rectum but also her heart, grinding her whole body until she was dizzy and could only moan incoherently with the rhythm of his thrusting.

"I've thought about you for so long, how could one time be enough?" The man saw how adorable he was in a daze, and while his lower body moved, he kissed his cute lips, swallowing all his moans. His body was too sensitive and too thirsty; his internal organs, which should have already been satisfied, became numb again after a few thrusts. His tongue was being played with by the man, and his saliva involuntarily overflowed, unable to be swallowed.

Both mouths found their most familiar feeling again, like being at home, opening and closing freely, lewdly squeezing and dominating the penis. His lower body was like a flood, lubricant, the man's semen, and his own secretions were all drawn out by the man to his anus, flowing to the point where they were joined, making it wet and slippery every time he sat down.

Her tongue was being sucked until it no longer felt like her own, and her vagina was being penetrated to a deeper, more pleasurable degree. Having tasted the sweetness, Yang Xu tightly embraced the man's neck, moving her hips to meet his surging, churning sensation, swallowing and sucking, slowly squeezing and gently pressing.

"Baby, you're amazing." Xu Yansheng felt all his virility return; their experience today was exceptionally good, even more passionate and intense than their first time.

Heavy, ambiguous breathing filled the small car. From the outside, one could see the car vibrating violently, but those caught in the sea of desire didn't care.

Xu Yansheng felt that if he continued to be so actively sucked and sucked, he would surely succumb. As if venting his hatred for the temptation, he bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, released his lips which were now red from being sucked, and laid him face down in a connected position.

The cramped space wasn't conducive to wide, sweeping movements, so Xu Yansheng slightly withdrew his shaft. Then, using the wetness inside the hole, he touched Yang Xu's sensitive spot, grinding it around until Yang Xu cried out in pain.

Looking at the little thing's beautiful face, wet with the joyful tears of pleasure he had brought on, Xu Yansheng felt incredibly full inside, a suppressed, almost explosive heat surging forth. He used his hand to tease Yang Xu's now erect penis, relentlessly stimulating his sensitive spot like a pile driver, while whispering, "Baby, call me husband."

"Mmm... ...No... ......" Though still somewhat bewitched, Yang Xu instinctively resisted the term. She vaguely felt that having sex with a man again was already unprincipled enough; if she were to call him husband, she would despise herself. He refused to moan, so the man thrust even harder, each stroke almost tearing him apart, his hands tightly gripping his poor penis, which was on the verge of climax, preventing it from reaching orgasm.

"Good boy, moan and I'll let you cum." Xu Yansheng was going crazy wanting to hear this little thing moan, deliberately pinching him at his most vulnerable moment.

"You fucking bastard, you son of a bitch... ...Let me go, sob... ...Please... ...Let me go, let me cum." Yang Xu was in unbearable pain, the pleasure in his intestines was forcing him to orgasm, but his penis, which was restrained, couldn't ejaculate. He mumbled a few incoherent curses, but finally couldn't help crying and begging for mercy.

"Call me husband, call me!" Xu Yansheng was unmoved, cruelly tormenting the prostate area with his glans until it was burning hot. Heaven knows he was also about to lose it, wanting to ejaculate into the hot little hole again, like all male animals, to declare his ownership.

"Waaah... You bastard, husband... Husband... Ahhh..." Upon hearing the long-awaited term, the man immediately released his grip and quickly began to masturbate him. He didn't just rub the sensitive tip of his penis with his fingertips; instead, he thrust fiercely into that spot, ejaculating a second time inside his lover's blissful hole.

Yang Xu couldn't tell if he had orgasmed from masturbation or from the scalding semen; he only felt a tingling, unnatural ache in his lower body. He moaned and convulsed for over a minute before being held tightly in the man's arms and unconsciously passing out.

Xu Yansheng gently wiped away the grime from their genitals with tissues, kissed his eyes, returned to the driver's seat, and drove to the hotel he had booked earlier. The thought of finally being able to sleep soundly with this little one tonight made his body, which had been tense and helpless for half a year, completely relax. He felt a long-lost joy and satisfaction.

5. What? Friends with benefits?

When Yang Xu was fully awake, he felt refreshed, and the comfort of being held in the man's arms made him want to sleep. It was as if he had instantly returned to the past, when he would be held by the man every night to sleep and wake up. But as he became more awake, he froze. What was going on? Hadn't they broken up a long time ago? He thought he was dreaming. He blinked a couple of times and found his eyes incredibly sore. Then he remembered that he had been drunk last night. Hadn't this bastard dragged him into his car and raped him?!

He struggled free as if he had seen a ghost. Just as he was about to stand up and put on his clothes, he miserably discovered that his lower body and back were sore and painful that he could barely move, let alone stand up.

With all that commotion, how could Xu Yansheng not wake up? Seeing Yang Xu's clenched teeth, he knew things were going to get bad. He quickly placed a pillow behind Yang Xu to make him more comfortable, but Yang Xu swatted it away, glaring angrily, "Do you think I'm pregnant or disabled? I'll pretend I was bitten by a dog last night! Either you get out, or I get out—no, you get out of here right now, I don't want to see you, you bastard!"

He was feeling unwell and angry, so he cursed as if he were about to explode. But his punches were like hitting cotton, meaningless. Xu Yansheng not only didn't leave, but he didn't even show any expression, as if he hadn't said anything, and asked softly, "Does your back hurt? Let me massage it for you."

"Massage your mother!" Yang Xu wanted to leave but couldn't, and he couldn't get rid of Xu Yansheng either. He could only scratch his head in frustration. What was going on? They had already slept together, and Xu Yansheng wasn't trying to go back to him and rekindle their old flame.

Sure enough, the man pulled down Yang Xu's hand and held it in his, saying calmly, "If you like, I'll take you to meet my mother."

Yang Xu was about to collapse. He vaguely remembered Xu Yansheng mentioning his divorce last night, which had shocked him considerably. But after waking up, he seemed numb to the news.

Divorced? So what? Their issue was no longer about whether he was still married, and it had nothing to do with love. Okay, he admitted his body still felt attracted to men. With him, he wouldn't openly discuss his life, work, or thoughts. He could get married whenever he wanted, have children whenever he wanted, divorce his wife today to reconcile with Yang Xu, and remarry quietly tomorrow.

Yang Xu thought she must be out of her mind to repeat the same mistake as last time they broke up, going back to him and living a life where she never knew what surprise or shock he would bring next.

She shook her head vigorously, turning to see the man gazing at her with deep affection. Yang Xu really wanted to die, to reject him, to reject him fiercely! But what exactly constituted rejection? For Xu Yansheng, who lived in his own world, rejections he didn't want to hear would be automatically ignored.

"If you don't want to see her, that's fine. You and your mother come back with me. We'll check out of the hotel and then pick her up."

"Xu Yansheng, if you're fucking sick, go get treatment! When did I agree to go back with you? Or do you think that just because I slept with you once, I can't live without you? Do you think I, Yang Xu, am that cheap?" Yang Xu found it amusing. This man really hadn't changed at all, always thinking according to his own logic; other people's wishes were just a fleeting cloud in his mind.

"You don't want to?" Although Xu Yansheng still maintained his poker face, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"Yes, I don't want to. I can't be with you anymore! Forget about it!" Yang Xu was exasperated. It wasn't normal for him to want to go to the quarry, was it?

"Are you with Sun Kanglin now, so you don't want to come back to me?" Xu Yansheng thought about it, and it seemed like that was the only possibility.

"Hehe." Yang Xu chuckled instead of getting angry. "Xu Yansheng, I always thought you just had low emotional intelligence, but now I realize your emotional intelligence is negative. Even the basement doesn't reach its negative level." He tried to get up again, but this time the man hugged him.

"Don't go, I misspoke." Xu Yansheng wasn't really stupid. Hearing Yang Xu's words, he knew his guess was wrong. The most important thing now was to appease him; everything else could wait. He held Yang Xu and asked, "Weren't we fine last night? Why can't you accept me since you don't have a boyfriend?"

"Last night? You still have the nerve to mention last night?" Yang Xu struggled to break free from his embrace, saying, "To put it bluntly, last night was rape followed by sexual intercourse. To put it nicely, it was just a one-night stand, a casual fling. If that's how you define our relationship, I have no objection."

"Friends with benefits?" Xu Yansheng frowned.

"Ahem, well, I was just saying. Anyway, there's no way we'll get back together. Can you take me home now?" Yang Xu calmed down, thinking that as long as he refused, everything would be fine. What was there to be afraid of? Did he think he could force himself on her?

"You mean you won't be with me, but you can sleep with me?" Xu Yansheng concluded, looking at him with great dissatisfaction.

Yang Xu didn't know if he had said something wrong or if Xu Yansheng had misunderstood. Heaven knows he didn't mean that at all. But seeing Xu Yansheng's somewhat disgusted expression, he suddenly thought that letting him misunderstand might be better; then he might stop harassing him.

So he nodded and said, "Yeah, you see, deep down, we're both single men, so we don't have any moral burdens. I'm too busy to find a new boyfriend, and even if I did, we'd have to start over, and I don't even know if he's clean and healthy. As long as you don't force me to date you, and don't restrict my freedom, you can't control who I'm with. We can pursue our own happiness, and that kind of relationship isn't bad, right?" He

seemed to be angrily saying, "I misjudged you, how could you be this kind of person?" and then walking away! Yang Xu silently prayed, but after praying for a long time, he didn't react.

Xu Yansheng seemed to be genuinely considering it, and after thinking seriously for a long time, he broke the silence, "Okay, it'll be as you said, as long as you don't refuse to let me see you."

Huh? Yang Xu's jaw dropped in surprise. Had this guy had his brain replaced by aliens? Given his previous possessiveness, he would have beaten her up even if she just went to a bar to dance. He deliberately phrased the conditions like that—he was willing to date and sleep with others—knowing the man would never agree. But what happened now?

Words spoken are like water spilled; they can't be taken back. Yang Xu stared blankly at the man who seemed determined to accept his proposal, feeling like he'd dug his own grave.

6. Spilled Water Can't Be Recovered.

Yang Xu had countless urges to slap himself to death, never to rise again. He clearly wanted to cut ties with this bastard, yet he'd made such an absurd suggestion. Even more absurd was that the expressionless man had actually agreed? Friends with benefits? What a load of rubbish!

He whipped himself with a complex expression, unknowingly led by the man to the hotel restaurant. Sitting down and looking up, he saw Xu Yansheng staring intently at him.

His heart skipped a beat, and Yang Xu quickly lowered his head, eating whatever he could find, avoiding eye contact, physical contact, and any contact that allowed him to regain his composure.

It seems this decisive approach isn't working. He can't function normally as long as this person is within a hundred meters of him. Why is it that he's immune to even the common cold, but not to this expressionless man? It seems the best way to forget him is to stay far away from him.

Yang Xu silently ate, enduring the fact that the other man never left his sight for a second. The pressure was immense; even his hands holding the utensils trembled slightly.

"You…" Xu Yansheng began, but Yang Xu stopped him.

"No talking while eating, no talking while sleeping! You're not allowed to talk while eating!" Yang Xu was incredibly annoyed. Seeing his face and hearing his voice felt like a huge mistake. Heaven knows how much he wanted to rewind and start over!

"I mean, you can't drink porridge with a fork," Xu Yansheng said calmly, with a hint of amusement. Watching this little guy eat so frantically, his facial expressions as dramatic as a TV drama, he felt as if they had returned to the past. He cherished this feeling so much that he couldn't bear to look at him less, although it would be perfect if the little guy talked a little more. When did "don't talk while eating or sleeping" become his life motto?

"Damn it!" Yang Xu angrily slammed down her fork; this meal was unbearable!

"Do you have anything to do later?" Xu Yansheng secretly hoped Yang Xu could spend the day with him.

"Yes, of course! I have work!" Yang Xu inwardly cursed herself for being stupid; she should have found a chance to escape earlier. If she hadn't seen this deadpan expression, none of this would have happened, right?

"I'll take you." Xu Yansheng was slightly disappointed, especially seeing Yang Xu's relieved expression. He cautiously asked, "Is it convenient for me to accompany you?"

Not convenient at all! But hearing the man's cautious tone, his heart suddenly softened. He had never spoken to him like this before!

"Um... then you can't disturb my work." Fine, he'd just treat him like a decoration in the studio; he wouldn't talk or bother him anyway.

"Okay!" Xu Yansheng was clearly happy, adding many of his favorite dishes to Yang Xu's bowl. Finally, the two of them ate a more normal meal.

As Yang Xu sat in the passenger seat, the chaotic and lewd memories of last night surged back. The lingering scent of passion in the car seemed to haven't completely dissipated, and her face flushed instantly.

Actually, she couldn't remember the details of last night at all. Strangely, the tingling sensation in her heart and the warm feeling in her body were crystal clear. It wasn't like the passionate intimacy of ordinary couples making love; it felt more like a frenzied and unrestrained revelry between two people who hadn't tasted love for years.

Why had she been so shameless? She had wanted to reject him, but after hearing the news of his divorce, she was paralyzed, all principles gone.

Right, Xu Yansheng was divorced. But so what? Divorce or marriage wasn't the essence of their problem. What he needed was respect, to be treated as a completely independent individual, to be a partner and to discuss everything related to their interests, not to be told she was a clueless idiot after things had completely spiraled out of control.

"Xu Yansheng, can you pretend I was joking? Maybe we shouldn't meet." Yang Xu thought about it seriously. Making a mistake once is youthful ignorance, but making the same mistake again is just plain stupid. Xu Yansheng had too much influence on him. He wasn't sure he could control his feelings while continuing to interact with him, nor was he sure this person wouldn't cause him another fatal blow. What was the point of this relationship? Let's break up.

Hearing this, Xu Yansheng abruptly stopped the car on the side of the road. The sudden stop nearly hit Yang Xu's head.

"Hey, couldn't you have told me before braking?" he complained, sitting up straight. Time truly has the power to change everything; even the usually steady, expressionless driver had braked suddenly.

"I disagree." Xu Yansheng looked at him seriously, his heart clenching with pain, unsure how to express it. By the time he realized what was happening, the car was already stopped on the side of the road.

"I've agreed to everything you asked for. You can go out and have fun, you don't want to date me, you don't even want to sleep with me—I'll do whatever you want, as long as I can see you anytime. Is that too much to ask?"

Xu Yansheng had never imagined he would speak to someone so humbly; it was practically an unbelievably lowly plea.

Yang Xu's heart began to pound again. It seemed that rejecting him was truly a cruel thing, or perhaps he had never learned the skill of rejecting Xu Yansheng?

He turned his head to look out the window, his reason battling with his unreliable emotions for a long time. In the end, without exception, reason lost even to his most vulnerable point. Fine, since the man said he wouldn't ask anything of him, he could do whatever he wanted, right? He didn't believe Xu Yansheng could tolerate him being ambiguous with others; in the end, he'd still give up this unreliable relationship. Besides, Xu Yansheng's company was in S City, and they didn't know how often they'd see each other, so it shouldn't have much impact on him.

"Okay, let's drive. If you drive erratically again, I won't ride in your car anymore," Yang Xu said softly, fiddling with his fingers.

The studio was as chaotic as ever. In the design industry, it's common to lose track of day and night; sometimes, when drawing late, people would just lie down and fall asleep in the studio—that was quite normal. Fei Yangxiao said that Yang Xu's studio had two or three sofa beds and several sets of blankets for the employees' sleeping convenience.

So when Xu Yansheng followed Yang Xu into his studio and saw a man and a woman haphazardly lying on two sofa beds, even the usually composed Xu Yansheng hesitated for a moment, feeling as if he had accidentally wandered into someone's home.

"It's already noon, why aren't you up? How late were you working last night?" Yang Xu bent down to pick up the various drafts scattered on the floor. Like boss, like employee; how did he manage to get rid of his expressionless face back then?

"Huh? It's already noon?" The young woman rubbed her eyes, waking up first, and went to the bathroom groggily. The young man followed, getting up too quickly. Being severely nearsighted, he couldn't see clearly without his glasses, but he knew the boss had returned with someone. He naturally assumed it was Mr. Sun, who often came, and said ingratiatingly, "Mr. Sun is here again? Then our brunch is settled."

Xu Yansheng's face darkened. Just how often did Sun Kanglin come? So often that the young men in the studio assumed it was him whenever they saw a man?

"Put on your glasses and go wash up. Come to my office for a meeting when you're awake." Yang Xu kicked him up, then explained to Xu Yansheng while pouring water, "He's severely nearsighted, practically blind. Make yourself at home."

Xu Yansheng looked around at the appalling environment, unable to find anywhere to sit, and suggested, "Let's get a cleaning lady to clean it up."

7. Rivals Meeting with Extra Anger

Yang Xu felt utterly humiliated. His incompetent employee and the chaotic studio—Xu Yansheng must be incredibly disdainful of his efforts over the past six months. Although he worked hard hoping to build his own career, not to show off, men always care about their image, especially when facing their ex-lover, ex-boyfriend, current girlfriend, um, casual sex partner.

He scratched his head irritably and said, "What do you know? We artists don't get inspiration in clean, bright places!"

Xu Yansheng looked at these sources of inspiration with a sigh. His precious assistant had been hiding in the garbage dump these days. Oh well, he'd bring a cleaning lady next time. If he talked to her now, she'd probably explode.

He followed Yang Xu into his office. Thank goodness it was much better than the place outside, where the floor was piled high with papers and pens. At least the chairs were still chairs, and the desks were still desks, even though there were messy clothes on the desks and a few pens on the chairs.

"Boss, what kind of meeting is it?" The two assistants finally looked presentable. Yang Xu was annoyed with them from the start, wanting to get back at them for the embarrassment he'd just suffered. He blurted out, "What meeting? Look at the mess you've made of the living room! Is the smell of garbage inspiring? Are you going to pile up instant noodle boxes in the toilet? Do you eat instant noodles in the toilet? And what's that greenish stuff piled up in the sink? Do you want to get food poisoning so you don't have to work?!"

He cursed without taking a breath, and the poor assistants trembled, heads down, as they went to clean. Before leaving, the gossipy Amy glanced curiously at Xu Yansheng a few times. Why did the boss always bring handsome guys? This one was the currently popular ice-cold, expressionless type, making her regret not having greeted him with her best attitude earlier.

Yang Xu glared fiercely at Amy until she was driven out of the office before letting out a sigh of relief.

"Look! What's so interesting! You don't have a right to look at my man! Ugh, I mean, my ex-boyfriend!" "Why is the instant noodle box in the toilet?" Xu Yansheng found it amusing and made room for him to sit next to her.

"How should I know! I didn't do it!" Yang Xu's ears turned bright red. Actually, who else but him could do something so absurd? It seemed like one time he was drawing late at night and got too hungry, so he ate a packet of instant noodles in a daze. He vaguely remembered intending to throw it in the kitchen trash can, but that can was already full. The only trash can in the house that wasn't full was the toilet's.

"Mmm." His bright red ears, like tiny claws, tickled Xu Yansheng's heart. A large hand encircled him, pulling him into a tight embrace. The faint scent of his hair was so pleasant, even in a junkyard.

"Boss, I found something in the kitchen..." Amy, always casual, never knocked before entering Yang Xu's office. This time, she pushed the door open and saw Yang Xu being held in the arms of that stoic, handsome man in an incredibly intimate position. She was stunned.

"Get out! Don't come in without my permission if you find an alien!" Yang Xu immediately broke free from Xu Yansheng and angrily shouted towards the door. He wasn't even out of the closet yet!

"Don't you want people to know about our relationship?" Xu Yansheng asked curiously. Being seen and then being pushed away was a blow to his pride.

"Is a friend-with-benefits relationship something to be proud of?" Yang Xu rolled his eyes at him and sat back down at his desk, organizing documents as he said, "I need to work now. If you're bored, you can go back."

He secretly hoped Xu Yansheng would go back and deeply regretted his soft-hearted decision to bring him to the studio. With

Xu Yansheng's presence shining like an X-ray, how could he concentrate on his work? Xu Yansheng, however, didn't find watching his lover work boring at all; in fact, he found it quite interesting. He remembered the days before Yang Xu graduated, when he worked day and night, so obedient. He would sit beside him, eating whatever he was fed, and obediently offering his lips for a kiss. Unlike now, when Yang Xu spoke to him with barbs and was so guarded.

"I said, I'll go to the farmers' market next door and buy you some yarn. You can sit and knit, it's better than staring at me." Yang Xu couldn't stand his intensely affectionate gaze anymore. He finally understood why Sakuragi Hanamichi could kill with his eyes—it was a deadly weapon!

If Xu Yansheng planned to stare at him like that all day, and every weekend after that, he might as well just buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it rather than be stared at to death.

Xu Yansheng helplessly looked away and opened his laptop to work. Oh well, as long as he could smell his scent in the air, it wouldn't be a big deal to look at him less.

Sun Kanglin would come to Yang Xu's studio as usual on Saturday afternoons, chatting about work, but the key was to create more opportunities to spend time with Yang Xu. Maybe one day, a quantitative change would lead to a qualitative change. He wasn't in a hurry for Yang Xu; like boiling a frog in lukewarm water, the longer it was boiled, the softer the frog would become, and the better it would taste.

Yesterday, Yang Xu drank so much, and he thoughtfully had his housekeeper make him some liver-nourishing and vision-improving soup. Amy opened the door.

"Mr. Sun, the boss is in a bad mood and is throwing a tantrum." The young woman made a cute shushing gesture and exaggeratedly gestured towards the office.

"Why?" Sun Kanglin handed her the takeout he had bought for them and asked curiously. Although Yang Xu had a bad temper, she rarely acted like a boss and yelled at her employees. Could it be that she was still angry about being teased by that vulgar Boss Wang yesterday?

"Um, a man came in, I think he's the boss's boyfriend. I accidentally saw him. Mr. Sun, you should knock before you go in." The young woman kindly reminded him, but Sun Kanglin frowned.

Boyfriend? He had no idea Yang Xu had a boyfriend! Could a boyfriend just fall from the sky?! He couldn't accept that Yang Xu suddenly had a boyfriend overnight, and that the person wasn't even him, the one who had been scheming for so long!

It wasn't until he saw Xu Yansheng that he understood what this so-called boyfriend was all about. This man looked more haggard than before, seemingly lacking his former confident air, although his gaze was just as strong, full of provocation.

Heh, looks like he's come back for more. Doesn't he realize that a good piece of grass wouldn't just sit there waiting for him to come back? Other good horses have already set their sights on him.

Yang Xu watched Xu Yansheng and Sun Kanglin staring at each other in the air, his head spinning. What was going on? Why was his current suitor and ex-boyfriend so hostile?!

Wait a minute! Didn't he plan to flirt with another man in front of Xu Yansheng, making him unable to handle it and back down? Right in front of him was a ready-made ambiguous object.

8. Ambiguous Provocation

"Kang Lin, you're here. Perfect timing, help me take a look at my new rendering. I feel the colors are a bit mismatched, what do you think?" He had made up his mind, and his tone was deliberately a little intimate. He moved aside half a body so that Sun Kang Lin could move a chair and squeeze next to his computer to show him the pictures. The two were very close, so close that Xu Yansheng wanted to go up and beat Sun Kang Lin up to keep him away from Yang Xu. But he couldn't do anything now, he could only watch the two of them talking quietly with their heads close together. Their seemingly intimate appearance made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. No matter how calm he appeared on the surface, he was irritable and annoyed inside, and he couldn't take his eyes off them.

Who was Sun Kang Lin? As soon as he heard Yang Xu being so intimate, calling him in a tone he wouldn't normally use, and deliberately letting him sit next to him without maintaining any distance, and seeing the increasingly low atmosphere and dark face of his so-called ex-boyfriend on the sofa, he immediately guessed what was going on.

It seems Yang Xu hasn't reconciled with Xu Yansheng; instead, he's trying to use him to make Xu Yansheng give up. Of course, no one is more willing to help than him. Making it real would be even better; he doesn't mind acting in a scene that would make his rival vomit blood, especially since he's acting with someone he likes.

Sun Kanglin deliberately stood up, moved behind Yang Xu, propped himself up on the table with one hand, and reached over Yang Xu's hand holding the mouse, saying, "There's a slight problem with this one. Do you think it would look more comfortable and natural if we changed it like this?"

Yang Xu felt a sharp edge behind him. He didn't dare look at Xu Yansheng, nor did he dare turn around to look at Sun Kanglin. Being caught between a rock and a hard place is definitely the most miserable thing in the world. Now, he couldn't advance or retreat, and could only listen to Sun Kanglin's instructions on his rendering, feeling incredibly awkward. He couldn't pull away Sun Kanglin's hand, feeling extremely uncomfortable, yet he had to pretend he was used to this kind of contact. Heaven knows how stiff he felt inside.

Xu Yansheng watched the two seemingly intimately behaving, and saw Yang Xu's ears flushed red from being spoken to so closely. He felt a pang of unease. This was an old problem of his; his ears were incredibly sensitive, and even a breath near him could make them turn red for half a day. Before, only he could see it, but now he allowed another person to speak in his ear, perhaps even flirting and whispering sweet nothings.

Xu Yansheng unconsciously clenched his fists, a wild beast raging inside him, making him uncomfortable no matter how he sat. But he knew that if he acted impulsively now, he would truly lose all chance. He had promised not to interfere with Yang Xu's freedom, only then would he have the right to sit beside him and not be driven away.

But was he really begging to watch his darling flirt with another man? Xu Yansheng's mouth and heart were filled with bitterness. He seemed to understand a little of the pain Yang Xu felt when he learned of her marriage. Love is something absolutely exclusive; even the slightest possibility of sharing it with someone else can cause unbearable agony, let alone when it happens right before one's eyes, causing restlessness, a surge of anger that cannot be released.

The two seemed to have finished their conversation. Yang Xu withdrew his hand, which had been covering him—an incredibly ambiguous act that made him very awkward. Now, finally finding a chance to escape, he stood up and said, "Your sense of color is fantastic. I think the effect is much better now."

Sun Kanglin smiled gently, "I only gave you a little advice; it's mainly because you laid a good foundation beforehand."

"Um, would you like to have dinner together?" It was only a little past four, but Yang Xu wished he could turn the clock forward to Monday so Xu Yansheng would have to leave, and he wouldn't have to face this awkward situation that was uncomfortable no matter what.

"Okay, I'm really hungry. What would you like to eat? I'll make a reservation."

The two of them seemed to completely ignore the fact that Xu Yansheng was still there. No one invited him to join them, and no one asked him what his plans were. It wasn't until Sun Kanglin had made a reservation for two that Yang Xu remembered Xu Yansheng sitting to the side.

"You, are you coming with us, or should we bring you some back later?" Yang Xu actually felt that what he had done was a bit too obvious and excessive. If it were someone else, he definitely wouldn't have done such a thing. But his current goal was to make Xu Yansheng give up, ideally so that they could go their separate ways. Whether he planned to remarry or find another boyfriend, he didn't want to waste time with this person like before. Thinking about it this way, what he had done wasn't excessive at all; in fact, he felt it wasn't forceful enough.

"No need, I'll wait for you to come back. Wear more clothes." Xu Yansheng, however, seemed impervious to criticism, calmly continuing to handle his work, even though he was experiencing turmoil inside. Only then did he realize what Yang Xu meant when she said she wouldn't restrict him or interfere with his requests. He had overestimated his own tolerance. Watching him be intimate with others or even deliberately ignore him was more frustrating than arguing with him. Seeing

him sitting so still, Yang Xu felt powerless. He had imagined Xu Yansheng would react in the following ways:

1. He would pester her relentlessly, insisting on going too, in which case he could seriously refuse, bringing up their previous agreement and using her disrespect for his personal space as an excuse to send her away. 2. He

would angrily flip the table, showing his pride was hurt, and return to S City to never speak to her again.

But now, nothing seemed amiss. Why was she genuinely accepting his complete indifference to who he was with and what he did? Could she really mean it? Did she now have no other fantasies about him and only want to have sex with him?

"Let's go." Sun Kanglin urged the somewhat dazed Yang Xu. Yang Xu's plan hadn't achieved the desired effect at all. In her haste, she took Sun Kanglin's hand, and the two of them walked out hand in hand right in front of Xu Yansheng, leaving Amy, who was drawing in the living room, speechless.

Was today Coming Out Day? Her boss was just in the arms of that expressionless handsome guy, and now she's holding hands with President Sun? Was she just clueless, or was the world changing too fast?

Yang Xu went out the door and tried to pull her hand away from Sun Kanglin's grasp, but he wouldn't let go.

"What, you're so obedient when you need me to annoy you, but you just throw me aside after you're done?" he asked jokingly, his grip tightening even more.

"I'm sorry, I acted impulsively just now." Yang Xu felt embarrassed and stopped struggling. After all, it was only a few steps to the restaurant.

"Alright, stop frowning. Tell me what happened." The two sat down in the warm restaurant. Sun Kanglin ordered, poured him a cup of hot tea, and then a cup of cola before speaking seriously.

"I..." Yang Xu had no idea how to explain the mess he'd made today. No, it'd been chaotic since last night. First, he got drunk, then Xu Yansheng inexplicably appeared, and the two of them ended up having sex in the car. Then this morning, he said the wrong thing, and they ended up in a casual sex relationship where neither of them interfered with the other's dating life. Finally, just now, to get his new casual sex partner to give up on him, he flirted with this pursuer.

The whole thing started strangely, developed inexplicably, and ended unfairly. Yang Xu felt like his brain was a complete mess. How else could he have handled something that could have been resolved simply by refusing, making it so complicated and tangled? Ultimately, it was because he simply couldn't refuse Xu Yansheng. Call it habit or instinct, but how could he honestly tell Sun Kanglin about something so humiliating and shameful?

9. Life Imitates a Play

"He's divorced? Wants to get back together with you?" Seeing him anxiously tugging at the tablecloth, Sun Kanglin boldly guessed. Knowing Yang Xu as he did, if that man came looking for a two-timing relationship, Yang Xu definitely wouldn't give him a good look. But even if he was divorced, judging from Yang Xu's expression, it didn't seem like he wanted to get back together.

"Yes." Yang Xu nodded, not daring to look Sun Kanglin in the eye. Discussing such a melodramatic situation with his current suitor was incredibly awkward.

"Okay, let me ask you, are you still willing to be with him?" Sun Kanglin felt he was the most miserable one, having to discuss with the person he liked whether she would go back to her ex-boyfriend from a completely outsider's perspective—it was incredibly self-torturing. Heaven knows how much he wanted to shed his image as a reliable, steady, and understanding older brother, to exaggerate and completely eliminate his rival, ideally dropping her score below sea level so she could never compete with him again.

Yang Xu slowly shook her head, sipping her cola. The poor straw was already riddled with holes, and she couldn't get a single drop out after trying for ages.

Sun Kanglin disassembled his unused straw and put it into Yang Xu's cup, then asked, "Since you don't want to be together, why not just refuse? It'll be better for both of you. The longer you drag it out, the more unclear things will become. Haven't you all been doing well these past six months?"

Well… my ass! Yang Xu muttered to himself, then thought for a moment and said, "I don't know how to explain this feeling. Rationally, I keep refusing, but it's like quitting smoking. Okay, I don't smoke, but the feeling is pretty much the same. I can resist the urge to touch it, but when I see a cigarette, or when I see someone else smoking, I just want one too, so pathetic. I despise myself for having such weak willpower."

Yang Xu destroyed another straw and started chugging it out in despair.

"You mean, you don't just like or love him anymore, but it's an addiction you haven't broken, and you're okay as long as you don't touch him?" Sun Kanglin didn't understand this feeling in private. In his opinion, it was just whining, or making excuses for not being able to let go completely.

"Yeah, I hope he can give up, so I deliberately acted like this with you, just to drive him away." In that case, Yang Xu also felt very childish. But besides this, could he really be a casual sex partner with Xu Yansheng?

Actually, he had another reason he didn't say. Every breakup was initiated by him, each time causing him unbearable pain. Afterwards, no matter what, the man always came back to him, and this time was no exception. Over time, he seemed to have developed another bad habit: never truly breaking up, always clinging to hope. He always felt the relationship hadn't truly ended. Even with a resolute rationality, the emotional expectation remained like a seed buried deep within, waiting for the right moment to sprout. Nothing tormented him more than this contradictory and despised expectation. He couldn't open his heart to others, couldn't tell himself the past was the past. Even if he didn't want to admit it, this might be one of the reasons he hadn't agreed to be with Sun Kanglin.

This time, if Xu Yansheng could truly give up, it might be a good thing for him. People always have to let go of the past and look forward. Living in a cycle of meaningless hope only brings repeated disappointment.

"I understand. I'll cooperate and play your boyfriend." Although deep down he hoped it wasn't acting, but real.

“No, not my boyfriend,” Yang Xu hurriedly shook his head. “It’s more of an ambiguous relationship, boyfriend isn’t appropriate.”

A boyfriend would be a huge problem. How could he tell Sun Kanglin that he slept with Xu Yansheng last night, and this morning he casually mentioned they’d become casual sex partners? If he still had a boyfriend, how shameless would that be? Besides, he didn’t want to actually have an overly intimate relationship with Sun Kanglin.

“Anything is fine, but you have to promise me one thing.” Sun Kanglin looked into Yang Xu’s dark eyes so seriously for the first time. “If he abandons you, you’ll completely forget him, and then consider me, okay?”

Yang Xu’s eyes darkened, and he didn’t answer directly.

His feelings for Sun Kanglin were complicated; it was a feeling somewhere between friends and brothers, vastly different from the blushing, heart-pounding, breathless feeling he had when he first met Xu Yansheng. But he had to admit that being with Sun Kanglin made him feel very relaxed and comfortable, without any pressure or fear that Sun Kanglin was hiding something from him, without the insecurity of worrying about losing him. He enjoyed being friends with him and appreciated his kindness. Even after repeatedly hinting that he wouldn't consider accepting him, Sun Kanglin remained devoted and attentive. He shamelessly accepted this care, willing to repay Sun Kanglin wholeheartedly whenever needed, despite his inability to reciprocate emotionally.

But love is different. It wasn't that he would choose to be with Sun Kanglin if he truly severed all ties with Xu Yansheng; nor was it that he felt he could only repay Sun Kanglin's kindness by being with him. He couldn't convince himself to promise to consider him before truly falling in love, because that would be disrespectful to Sun Kanglin and to himself. The

absurdity lay in the fact that he had tried so hard to avoid any ambiguity beyond friendship with Sun Kanglin, even explicitly rejecting him, but because of Xu Yansheng's reappearance, he desperately and recklessly put on an act with Sun Kanglin for Xu Yansheng's benefit, creating this awkward situation and putting himself in a corner.

“I won’t force you, but don’t bite the cup just because there’s no straw. What if you can’t pay for the cup later? Will our designer Yang have to stay here washing cups to pay it back?” Sun Kanglin’s gentleness once again salvaged the almost frozen atmosphere. Seeing Yang Xu touch her nose and smile sheepishly, the topic finally shifted, and neither of them dwelled on those unclear or unspoken matters. It was

only a little past 6 pm after dinner. Yang Xu packed some food for Amy and Ahua, and remembering there was an uninvited guest at the studio, she packed an

extra portion to take home. Sun Kanglin received a call about a last-minute conference call that evening, so he didn’t go back with her; the two parted ways after dinner. It was

only just getting dark when Yang Xu realized she still had someone there, and the pressure suddenly became immense. Even though they had nothing to do with each other now, and her ambiguous relationship with Sun Kanglin was part of her plan, why was she feeling this vague guilt?

Damn it, what guilt? She had to be ruthless to make him back down! Besides, this bastard even has a son, yet he doesn't seem to feel any guilt or remorse. Last night, he took advantage of her as if nothing had happened.

Carrying the takeout upstairs, Yang Xu found Ahua still working, but Amy wasn't there. She asked Ahua if Amy had gone out, and Ahua pointed to the office, replying that she was chatting with Mr. Xu.

Sure enough, they seemed to be discussing something enjoyable; Amy was laughing heartily, and Xu Yansheng's usually expressionless face appeared gentle, a stark contrast to his dark expression when he left.

Yang Xu felt slightly uncomfortable. This man had slept with her last night, and this morning he said he wanted to get back together with her. And now, after just one dinner, he was chatting happily with his female subordinate? Even knowing there might not be anything between them, seeing a man talking harmoniously with another woman still made her feel uneasy.

It must be because her attempt to drive him away failed, and seeing him happy made her unhappy—that must be it!

10. The Sudden Truth

"Brother Xu, you're back? Mr. Xu is really interesting. You two chat, I'm going to eat." She took her takeout, tactfully leaving the office and considerately closing the door behind her. She didn't want to be cannon fodder in a couple's argument.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Interesting? This was definitely the first time Yang Xu had heard someone describe Xu Yansheng like that in all the years she'd known him. Or was he just particularly interested in everyone else, only giving her the cold shoulder?

"You really want me to leave? Yang Xu, let's not be sullen, let's talk this out, okay?" Xu Yansheng was indeed very angry when Yang Xu and Sun Kanglin left for dinner as if no one else was around. But now that he'd calmed down, and after listening to Amy recount the amusing things he'd missed over the past six months, he'd subtly learned that although Sun Kanglin had been very attentive to them, he and Yang Xu hadn't really started anything serious. Coupled with his confirmation last night, his mood improved considerably. He really wanted to have a serious talk with Yang Xu, asking why he'd left back then. If it wasn't because of Sun Kanglin, how could he have just stopped loving her so easily, and why would he have deliberately acted so ambiguously with Sun Kanglin in front of him to make him angry?

There was another very important issue he'd overlooked before. Yang Xu had repeatedly told him to spend time with his wife and child last night, but how did he know he had a son? He hadn't thought things through clearly before, and had overlooked many strange details. Now, thinking back, many of Yang Xu's words seemed questionable. For the past six months, he'd assumed Yang Xu had lost patience with his delayed divorce and had left him because of Sun Kanglin's pursuit. But now it seemed the problem wasn't so simple. Perhaps there were some misunderstandings between them that had caused them to waste the past six months.

Yang Xu sat down and packed her things, ignoring his question. At that moment, she utterly loathed the slight, bittersweet ache she felt inside. Sure enough, no matter how well she planned, how perfectly she imagined it, this man's appearance and actions could easily shake her emotions. For her, achieving inner peace was probably impossible.

"Amy just told me a lot about you. You've worked so hard," Xu Yansheng said, unsure how to begin their conversation, especially given Yang Xu's apparent reluctance.

Communicating with close friends and family had always been a weakness for him. At work, he only needed to give orders. His upbringing hadn't given him the opportunity to learn how to confide in others or explore the thoughts of those he cared about.

This was almost an innate deficiency for him, but he had to force himself to try, because nothing terrified or resisted him more than losing the person in front of him.

"You don't want to talk? When will work end? It's getting dark."

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