Jian Yun chuckled and reached out to brush the hair from Yi Heye's forehead behind his head.
This action made Yi Heye quite uneasy, and then the next second, the person actually bent down.
As the man's breath drew closer and closer, and as he inhaled the sandalwood scent that suddenly carried an aggressive undertone, Yi Heye's heart began to pound wildly again.
Getting bitten, especially one that's retaliatory, must have hurt a lot.
He was afraid yet also had a faint sense of anticipation. He instinctively tried to close his eyes, but then he heard Jian Yunxian say in a stern voice, "Open your eyes and look at me."
At this moment, Yi Heye just wanted to finish things quickly. He opened his eyes almost reflexively, and the next second the other person kissed him directly.
It was supposed to be a kiss, but it didn't quite qualify.
Their lips didn't linger for long; the whole process was like a dragonfly skimming the water. Rather than kissing him, it was more like the other person was marking him by gently biting him.
Yi Heye felt the person's teeth lightly tap against his lower lip, but it didn't hurt much, and he didn't even feel anything before the other person simply left his sight.
Only when the world before him regained its light did Yi Heye blink in disbelief—
what happened……
Before he could react to what had happened so quickly, Jian Yunxian's voice came first: "It seems Mr. Yi is still not satisfied."
Yi Heye then snapped out of his daze and abruptly wiped his lips with his shoulder: "You pervert, let me go!"
Jian Yunxian was extremely satisfied with his actions. She turned around, took the key, and slowly began to unlock it for him.
"This is the punishment you gave me for biting me when we kissed in the game," Jian Yunxian said slowly. "We'll settle this score next time."
Once free, Yi Heye rubbed his wrist, then jumped out of bed, struggling to restrain himself from dismembering him on the spot: "I won't give you a second chance!!"
Jian Yunxian ignored him and turned around to throw his shirt at him.
As Yi Heye endured the humiliation and put on his clothes, he tried his best to calm his mind—
Damn it, did Jian Yunxian just kiss me?
If the kiss in the game can barely be considered a real kiss, then that one just now definitely touched lips, right?
He quickly put on his shirt and suddenly saw the camera in the room. He felt a jolt in his heart. He remembered that he had just been acting with Jian Yunxian for the other side to see.
Holy crap. Yi Heye recalled how he had tried so hard to cooperate just now, and then he remembered Jian Yunxian doing push-ups on top of him.
All of this was observed by the guys on the other side, and they interpreted it in a bizarre way, according to their original plan.
At this moment, Yi Heye wished he could dig a hole and bury himself on the spot.
Thinking about it carefully, Jian Yunxian's "bite" was actually quite merciful, and what the surveillance camera showed was indeed not what happened. There was also Kevin, the teacher who was originally assigned to them, in the room, who did not participate at all...
But... damn it!
Yi Heye grabbed a handful of hair in frustration—
This trip seems to have resulted in both losing nothing and losing everything.
At this moment, Jian Yunxian, who was already dressed rather conservatively, had finished getting ready. He patted Kevin on the head, and Kevin snapped out of his daze and looked at Jian Yunxian:
"Excuse me, sir, I think I was just spacing out."
“No, Mr. Kevin. You did a great job,” Jian Yun said with a smile.
Jian Yunxian speaks to everyone with politeness and courtesy, which makes Yi Heye feel a little strange.
"Can I have your contact information? We might arrange to meet somewhere else next time," Jian Yun asked Kevin casually.
It's allowed for the shop's employees to take on side jobs outside. Kevin nodded and left a phone number: "Although I don't remember anything, I'm honored to have satisfied you."
Returning to the shrewd Sister Qin in this amnesiac state would actually be very dangerous for Yi Heye. Just as Yi Heye had this thought, he saw Jian Yunxian reach out and pat Kevin on the shoulder, a faint glint in his eyes.
At this moment, Kevin's pupils also dilated, making him appear as if he had been hypnotized and lost consciousness.
“You remember, Mr. Kevin,” Jian Yunxian said. “He and I were just having sex in front of you, and you didn’t participate; you just watched from the sidelines.”
Kevin seemed to be mechanically repeating the message he had conveyed: "Yes, you two were just having sex in front of me. I didn't participate; I just watched from the sidelines."
Jian Yunxian: "That's because I really like my companion, but he doesn't know how I feel. So I tricked him into coming here. Actually, I wanted to take his virginity in front of other people."
Yi Heye, who had been lost in thought, suddenly blushed again upon hearing this. Although he knew it was all Jian Yunxian's script, he had been fully immersed in the performance and felt incredibly ashamed to even slightly empathize with it.
I have to say, Jian Yunxian's imagination is damn rich...
Kevin nodded and repeated, "You really like your companion, but he doesn't know how you feel..."
“You don’t know exactly what we did in bed just now,” Jian Yunxian said. “All you know is that it was my friend’s first time and he was very uncomfortable. He cried and screamed in pain, begging me to let him go. I got a little angry, so I handcuffed him to the bed so he couldn’t move, and then I continued to punish him…”
Seeing Kevin about to continue with the plural, Yi Heye was about to explode: "Is it really necessary to make it up in such detail?!"
Jian Yunxian said shamelessly, "Of course, everything we do must be seen by him."
Yi Heye exploded: "Who the hell slept with you?!"
Jian Yunxian ignored him and continued to add details: "Later, he gave in and even said it felt good..."
Yi Heye could no longer bear it, and grabbed his fingers again, threatening him fiercely: "You fucking shut up..."
As Jian Yunxian looked at his captured fingers, he bravely added the last sentence: "It's just that he's a virgin, so it ended quickly..."
With a "crack," Yi Heye snapped his finger without hesitation.
Jian Yunxian let out a muffled groan, covered his hand, and shut his mouth—but at least he had said everything he wanted to say, so thinking about it carefully, it wasn't a bad deal.
The two walked out of the door in a disheveled state, and then saw a group of people gathered in the store.
Yi Heye thought something had happened, so he peeked out and saw Xiao Yunduo surrounded by people. He was wearing small sunglasses, sitting on a small stool with his short legs crossed, and the shop assistants on both sides crowded around him, enthusiastically handing him leaves.
The little cloud is like an emperor who cherishes his children, giving them all the rain and dew, making sure they are not neglected, even for a single blade of grass.
Seeing that Jian Yun was free, Xiao Yunduo stuffed all the leaves in front of her into her mouth in one go, then swung her little feet and jumped down, rubbing against his feet.
By this time, it was already dark. Jian Yunxian said goodbye to the shop assistants, then took Xiaoyunduo's hand and left with Yi Heye.
Yi Heye's feelings were very complicated at this moment. It wasn't until he walked out of Fenghuang Road and reached the parking space that he belatedly realized that the two of them were about to go their separate ways.
"Get the hell out of here!" Yi Heye wished he could kick that guy back to Area A right away.
"Then I'll take Xiaoyunduo back. Mr. Yi, please be careful going home alone."
Once back on the street, Jian Yunxian's suave and respectable demeanor returned, as if the scoundrel from before was just a figment of Yi Heye's imagination.
Yi Heye didn't say anything more, turned around and got on his bike.
Before starting, the man added, "Go back and get some sleep. You must be exhausted today, sir."
It was a very ordinary sentence, but Yi Heye couldn't understand it at all. In a fit of anger, he stepped on the gas and flew away without looking back.
When he got home, his mind was in complete turmoil. As he carefully recalled everything that had happened that day, he almost couldn't resist opening the window and ending it all on the spot.
But……
As he changed his clothes, he recalled Kevin's words.
He said Ren Guoqi likes to be on the bottom. Is there such a thing between men?
He recalled the scene between himself and Jian Yunxian today, and upon closer examination, he suspected that he was playing the role of the one on the bottom.
Thinking about this, a strange intuition arose that he might have been taken advantage of. After a moment's thought, unable to suppress his curiosity, he opened a website and searched: "What is the difference between being on top and being below in a gay relationship?"
He suppressed his shame and planned to secretly get some extra help, but out of the densely packed text on the page, he only managed to pinpoint one sentence:
"It hurts more when it's on the bottom."
hiss……
Yi Heye stared at the word and looked at it carefully again—it would hurt.
Author's Note:
Wild Treasure: Willing to be the submissive for strange reasons.
Chapter 50, No. 050
Despite feeling somewhat embarrassed, Yi Heye had to admit that he actually felt a slight flutter in his heart when he saw this.
When it's quiet and deserted, some unspeakable thoughts become much bolder.
Yi Heye's heart pounded as he scanned the page in front of him at lightning speed.
The heartfelt messages from netizens, down to the smallest detail, made him a little thirsty. Instead of making formula, he gulped down a large glass of water.
After seeing so much, all that really stays in my mind is a string of "pain" and countless "pleasures".
While reading the written description, Yi Heye also combined it with the actions he had taken with Jian Yunxian that day. By combining the two, he finally managed to roughly figure out which "important steps" had been omitted.
Another wave of immense shame washed over him, and Yi Heye planned to cut his losses and leave the page, but he inadvertently saw a video link in the comments section.
The original poster shared: "Sharing some treasured short films I've kept for a long time, they're definitely hot!"
After a whole day of exposure to erotic content, Yi Heye roughly understood what "spicy short films" meant.
In the past, he would have quickly shut down the computer and run an antivirus scan to prove his innocence, but this time, while recalling his interactions with Jian Yunxian today, he reached out his wicked little hand to that link.
Today, Yi Heye is destined to become a real adult.
He took a deep breath, mentally rehearsing what he might see. Yi Heye believed he was fully prepared. He covered his eyes with one hand, leaving a slit, while keeping the other hand ready to turn off the video at any moment.
The next second, the video unfolded, and hot music started playing. Yi Heye was already prepared to see some unspeakable, erotic scenes, but the next second, he saw a steel pipe appear on the screen—
Then a little lamb steps into the scene in a very affected manner, to the beat of a drum.
It grabbed the steel pipe with one front hoof, hooked it with one hind foot in a rather professional manner, and then began to twitch wildly to the accompaniment of sexy DJ music.
For a moment, Yi Heye felt as if a piece of his heart had been emptied.
He sat there blankly in front of the screen, watching the little sheep dance the entire song, and then watched as the guy turned around and blew him a kiss.
Yi Heye felt that the world had changed from a colorful yellow to a black, spicy yellow soup.
As the song ended, the little lamb spread its legs and struck a very sexy ending pose. Then, with its tail sticking out and its back supported, it asked expectantly, "Baby, am I hot enough?"
Yi Heye stared at him intently for three seconds, then stood up and pulled the power switch with a "click".
The room was pitch black, and the image of the little lamb's white, fluffy tail was still imprinted on my retina.
Yi Heye ran to the bathroom in the dark to wash his face and then put in a few drops of artificial tears to clean his eyes.