Entering a Split Personality — Chapter 37

When Xiao He didn’t cater to him as much, Fan Shen went out of control.

Xiao He's slight cooperation only made him more excessively demanding.

He didn’t know how long had passed. Xiao He’s voice was hoarse by the time Fan Shen stopped completely.

But even when Fan Shen's movements stopped, he still embraced Xiao He, and he couldn’t resist lowering his head to kiss him.

Xiao He was completely exhausted. He leaned against him in his arms, without even the strength to lift a finger.

Fan Shen felt bad for him, and comforted him softly. “I was in too much of a rush, don’t be angry.”

Xiao He really didn’t want to speak. He kept begging Fan Shen just now, and he kept calling his name, hoping that he wouldn’t torment him like this, but he didn’t listen at all. What did he mean by saying this now? 

But he couldn’t act as if he hadn’t heard him. He was planning to appease him properly. If he ignored him now, he felt all his previous effort would be in vain.

After he thought of this, Xiao He forced himself to open his mouth. “I’m not angry.”

Actually, when Fan Shen had asked Xiao He this, he hadn’t thought he’d pay any attention to him, but he actually did.

A burst of pleasant surprise filled his chest, and his arms began to tighten slightly around Xiao He.

He liked him too much, he longed for him too much, and he hoped too much, so even if Xiao He only gave him a little, he’d still be very happy. 

Xiao He wasn’t uncommunicative anymore, and he no longer silently resisted him. He even called his name all night long.

When he thought of this, the scenes from before flooded his mind, and his unflagging body ignited with heat again.

He knew that he shouldn’t torment him anymore, but Xiao He’s warm skin was beneath his hands, his nose was filled with his pleasant scent, and this man was quietly, defenselessly leaning against him in a dependent manner. It all made it a little hard for Fan Shen to control himself.

He’d just kiss him for a moment...just a kiss and it’d be fine.

With a thought like this, Fan Shen lowered his head and mouthed at his lips.

Xiao He never thought that Fan Shen would kiss him again. His heart immediately jumped. He didn’t reject these kinds of things anymore, but nobody could withstand such overwhelming demands! 

He wanted to push him away, he wanted to dodge, but with one look into Fan Shen’s eyes, he didn’t dare to move anymore. 

He’d said that he’d cater to him, so he’d better...not provoke him.

Xiao He silently sighed inside. Why did he feel like he’d embarked on a path of no return? Could he really appease Fan Shen like this? He’d better not suffer a double loss after putting in so much effort!

Right now he was still in the mood to let his imagination run wild, but he soon grew muddle-headed.

Fan Shen kissed him tenderly and touched him lightly, rubbing and pressing him. Once a hint of crimson rose on Xiao He’s face, he pried open his mouth and drove straight in.

It was completely different from the warm breeze and light sprinkle of before. Once he entered his mouth, he recklessly despoiled Xiao He like a storm with howling winds and a torrential downpour.

He entangled him, hooked him and wound around him. At first, Xiao He wanted to cooperate a little, but soon he couldn’t keep up. Fan Shen hooked the tip of his tongue and licked the inside of his lips. Besides arching his neck and bearing it, Xiao He couldn’t do a thing.

This lasted until the tip of Fan Shen’s tongue swept past somewhere on his palate, and Xiao He trembled like a leaf.

Fan Shen’s eyes held a smile. “You’re really sensitive here.”

Xiao He couldn’t make a sound.

Fan Shen held his chin and kissed him again, and this time he closed in on that place and attacked it.

Xiao He’s heart chilled, and he started to resist, but Fan Shen didn’t give him an opportunity. He kept kissing his lips and touching him with the tip of his tongue, until Xiao He was feeling wave after wave of arousal, each stronger than the last.

“Ah...stop...stop kissing me…” Xiao He forced a few words out. 

Fan Shen really stopped. He smiled and looked at him, starlight seeming to twinkle in his azure eyes. “If I don’t touch you and just kiss you, will you come?”

Xiao He looked at him incredulously. “How could I.”

The smile in Fan Shen’s eyes deepened. “We’ll find out if we try.”

As soon as his words landed, he kissed him again.

Xiao He: “Ah…”

The next day...with sunlight spilling over him, Xiao He woke from his dreams.

When he thought of last night’s debauchment, Xiao He couldn’t help flushing. 

Damn it, did other people do it like that too? They were probably the ones that were rather abnormal!

Why would he do that just from being kissed?

It was too shameful!

Xiao He was actually pretty bewildered. How come he’d never known he was like this before?

Alright...he’d never received a kiss like this before.

He sat up from bed and looked around a bit. No one was there.

He sat on the soft bedding and started pondering.

Why was his palate so sensitive? When Fan Shen kissed him there, it was almost like an electric shock.

Xiao He was pretty curious. He got out of bed, and after washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he stealthily touched it with a finger.

There didn’t seem to be anything special about it?

But last night, why…

Once he thought of it, his body felt a little hot, and he grew more curious.

He moved his finger to a different place, imitating Fan Shen’s movements and touching it, and he suddenly felt a tiny bulge. A burst of electricity passed straight through him, and his legs weakened so much he almost fell.

Just then, the bathroom door opened.

Xiao He met Fan Shen’s gaze through the mirror.

Fan Shen was startled, but his eyes soon darkened and heated up.

His Xiao He had damp eyes and a crimson face. He was vacantly wearing Fan Shen's T-shirt, completely unguarded, and extremely tempting.

“I’ll come help you.” He walked over slowly.

Xiao He’s heart thumped. He wanted to explain, but unfortunately...there was no use in saying anything anymore.

Because Fan Shen had already kissed him.

It wasn’t until the sun was blazing overhead that Xiao He finally left the bathroom.

This time he really wasn’t curious anymore. He was simply about to die. He felt an enormous malice coming down from heaven.

If this continued, he’d really die from being played around with! 

He went to sleep in extreme dissatisfaction. It wasn’t until three or four in the afternoon that he suddenly woke up. He still had to go paint from nature!

He’d just settled the time and place with Ayr yesterday. If he didn’t go today, he’d simply be courting disaster! 

His heart full of alarm, Xiao He didn’t dare to delay in the slightest for fear that Ayr would go see Fan Shen in retaliation.

Fortunately, Fan Shen had already gone out, and he probably wouldn’t come back anytime soon. Xiao He had plenty of time to go to the garden for an hour.

He took his drawing board and hurried out of the house.

When he came to the Japanese rose garden from yesterday, he saw Ayr standing among the flowers at a glance.

Xiao He walked over and greeted him. “Sorry, I came late.”

“It’s okay,” Ayr looked at him with a smile, “I just arrived as well.”

Xiao He let out a breath of relief. That was good.

He’d agreed to come everyday and chat with him, but Xiao He didn’t know what he should talk to him about.

But luckily Ayr was someone easy to get along with.

The two of them hadn’t spoken more than a few words when Ayr suggested, “Don’t mind me, go ahead and draw.” 

Xiao He was happy to do so. No longer exchanging small talk with him, he took up his brush and continued painting his unfinished piece from yesterday.

Ayr stood behind him, his gaze falling on Xiao He’s body without any scruples.

The black-haired young man wore a loose T-shirt that didn’t fit him too well. It clearly wasn’t his clothing.

It was so big that the collar gaped open a little. Looking down from above, he could just see the beautiful lines of his neck, his delicate collarbones, and...the two red points on that fair skin. 

It went without saying what those were.

Ayr’s eyes darkened. The corners of his mouth quirked up lightly, but his mood was terrible.

Because of yesterday’s arrangement, he’d been pacing back and forth here since the moment he rose, early in the morning, and he’d waited until now.

He’d been willing to wait all day to see him again. 

But Xiao He had actually been being intimate with another man.

A whole night wasn’t enough, and they actually weren’t even willing to let the day slip by. 

Ayr had his connections. He knew that Fan Shen didn’t leave his house this morning.

He didn’t even need to think about what he was doing. 

Young men were really unrestrained.

But come to speak of it, if you let him have Xiao He, he wouldn’t want to let go either.

It was a pity Xiao He didn’t belong to him.

Ayr’s eyebrows creased slightly, the information his subordinate had found lingering in his mind.

Fan Shen had covered it up very well, but he could only conceal the truth from casual bystanders. If one had the mind to nose around, there were too many leaks, and one could easily find out the truth. 

In theory, Xiao He was Fan Shen’s adoptive father. This beautiful man raised that child that should’ve died long ago, and once Fan Shen's identity was exposed, Xiao He became his exclusive property.

Even if there was no blood relation, should Fan Shen have repaid the kindness of raising him like this? 

Not to mention that before, they’d had a completely father-and-son relationship.

That boy Fan Shen really wasn’t an ordinary person, having these kinds of feelings for his own father.

But then again, seeing him every day and watching him every night, it really wasn’t easy for him to restrain himself for more than ten years. 

At least for him, after seeing him only once, he couldn’t restrain himself anymore.

If he could, he really wanted to push him down on his drawing board without any scruples, and make his body bloom into even more beautiful colors under the gorgeous Japanese roses.

It was a pity that he didn’t have enough of an opportunity.

If he made a move right now, he might be able to have him once, but afterwards, he’d only be able to watch him from afar.

He had to wait, wait until everything was ready, before he could steal him away for real.

An hour passed in the blink of an eye.

Xiao He hadn’t finished his piece, but it was getting late, and he should return.

Come to think of it, he felt pretty embarrassed. They’d agreed that he’d keep Ayr company and talk to him, but as it turned out...Ayr had been completely forgotten at the back of his mind.

But Ayr didn’t mind at all. “It’s fine, I like it this way.”

Xiao He smiled.

Ayr said, “You should go back, I’ll still be here tomorrow.” 

Xiao He said, “Alright, goodbye.”

He rose and wanted to leave, but because he and Fan Shen gone too far last night, and he’d been sitting for a long time now, his legs went a little weak beneath him.

Ayr’s eyes darkened, and he immediately frowned. He concealed the feelings in the depths of his eyes, and only pushed the drawing board forward a little.

Xiao He hadn’t been standing steadily in the first place, and with something blocking his way, his figure swayed even more. Seeing that he was about to fall, with sharp eyes and swift hands, Ayr caught him by the waist at once.

Xiao He wanted to thank him, but his waist ached fiercely, and he couldn’t help his face paling.

Ayr helped him up and said apologetically, “I didn’t control my strength well, did I hurt you?”

Xiao He’s waist burned with pain where Ayr had grabbed him, but he couldn’t get angry. After all, Ayr had done it for the sake of helping him. He could only...resign himself to his bad luck!

After saying goodbye to Ayr, Xiao He went back to his room. He lifted his shirt for a look, and immediately bared his teeth.

There was a large bruise on the right side of his waist. He was shocked just looking at it himself.

Once he thought of how Fan Shen was about to come home, he felt a little worried. He absolutely couldn’t let him see this injury.

It was just a pity that whatever he feared most would arrive.

They’d been intimate all morning in the bathroom, but after eating dinner, Fan Shen still reached his hand under Xiao He's shirt.

Xiao He wanted to cover it up, but he couldn’t. Fan Shen saw that bruise at a glance.

On Xiao He's fair waist, that patch of black was a bit piercing to the eye.

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The author has something to say:

I was chatting with a close friend last night, and he said I was a scummy dragon ball who loves to write girly shous! I mulled it over for a bit, and damn, I actually can’t refute it!!! But I soon got over it. So what if they’re girly shous?! What’s wrong with girly shous?! I just like this sort of thing, I just like characters everyone falls in love with, I just like Mary Sue Sue Sues *willful face*

After I was headstrong like this, my friend gave me another twist of the knife: “Don’t get cocky, you love to write about girly shous so much, you must be wanting to cook up heaps of smut every day, right?!”

Me: ...This little devil can read my mind! 

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He calls her a “scummy dragon ball” because the author’s penname is 龙柒, or “Seventh Dragon.” 

3 hours and 30 minutes for 2,412 words, or 8.7 minutes for every 100 words. An increase in rate by a minute...😔

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