Quickly Wear The Face Of The Devil (NSFW)

FOD 1.6

So people this is basically the already edited version I copied pasted from the website of official translations (keztranslations.com). I just edited a few words at most. It's because the translation in itself was almost flawless so I didn't feel the need to change anything. I'll work harder for the the rest of the chapters.

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"Congratulations." Du Xu Lang's burning hot gaze lingered on the other man's collarbone and Adam's apple.

Zhou Yun Sheng smiled, raised his glass to the camera and shook, "Cheers."

"What wine are you drinking?" Du Xu Lang asked while he also opened a bottle of red wine and poured.

"1992 Imperial Screaming Eagle, Cabernet Sauvignon."

A selling price of 500,000 in A Country's currency, equivalent to more than 3 million in C Country's currency, equivalent to 59 million in J Country's currency, really living it up. Du Xu Lang chuckled, then put down his glass and sighed: "My wine is not as good as yours, why don't you invite me over?"

Zhou Yun Sheng narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then he hooked his finger toward the camera, "Then come over. I'll not only invite you for a drink, you can even stay for breakfast."

The young man's tone was deep and hoarse, containing implicit ambiguousness, making Du Xu Lang's heart jump wildly. Barely maintaining a calm attitude, he probed, "Are you serious? You know what happens before breakfast, right?"

"If I don't know, why would I ask? After chasing me for so long, you don't dare go further?" The young man raised his eyebrows, his face flushed by the wine was stunning.

If he continued restraining himself, he wasn't a man!

Under Inoue Shuzan's stupefied gaze, Du Xu Lang, without even taking his jacket, rushed out of the office. The leather chair, shaken by his sudden departure, issued a loud bang as it fell over.

From the other side of the screen, cheerful, youthful laughter could be heard.

Du Xu Lang rushed to his sweetheart's residence as quickly as possible, to this end, he didn't hesitate to use his private jet. No one could have thought that the grand helmsman of the Du Conglomerate was so hurried and burning with anxiety just because of a tantalizing sentence that seemed both intentional and unintentional.

He pulled his tie, extremely nervous, and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when the door was pulled open first, and a young man smelling of savory wine vigorously pulled him in and passionately kissed him against the door. His mouth was filled with the sweet and sour taste of grapes, the spicy taste of alcohol, and the astringent taste of leather and oak. Such a small sample tasted more intoxicating than the strongest counterfeits.

Du Xu Lang relaxed in an instant, impatiently sticking his tongue out to entangle with him, frantically licking every inch of his mouth.

The two men were kissing masters, alternating between various kissing methods, trying to seize the upper hand. Slowly, sucking kisses turned into nibbling bites, and the sound of smacking lips and tongues turned into muffled growls. Du Xu Lang was preparing to carry the young man to the bedroom, but he was pushed down onto a thick wool rug, his waist was saddled, and his belt neatly untied.

Zhou Yun Sheng hasn't tasted a man in a very long time, and coupled with the few glasses of red wine he'd had, his consciousness was hazy and the burning hot desire building within him couldn't wait another minute. After undoing the belt, the man's huge, hard iron-like cock suddenly sprung out, almost slapping him in the face. And with that, a faint musky scent pierced his nostrils, making his blood boil.