Translator: Sissy That Walk
Hearing what Chen An said, Lu Feng immediately froze. He didn’t expect Chen An to ask him such a private issue, and it truly embarrassed him.
Lu Feng was usually an abstinent man. Before he met Chen Chang’an, he did not have any intimate relationship with others, whether men or women. After Chen Chang’an left, he even lost this kind of desire.
However, his heart still bore the most primitive demand. Even if he deliberately suppressed it, it would not disappear.
When was the last time he had sex? To tell the truth, Lu Feng himself could not remember.
He grabbed the remote control and turned off the TV. The erotic sound coming from that porn movie stopped. The lights in the room went out at the same time. Lu Feng uttered only one word, “Sleep”, and then pulled up the quilt to cover his head.
What was he shy for?
Chen An hummed, soon he also got into bed and closed his eyes. He used to sleep alone. At the moment, he felt really strange with a man besides.
Lu Feng was not asleep yet, cause his breathing was not as smooth and long as that of people after they fell asleep. His shortness of breath revealed that he was a bit anxious.
After a short silence, Lu Feng turned from lying on his back to lying on his left side, with his back to Chen An.
In the darkness, Chen An, who hadn’t fallen asleep, opened his eyes and wondered if he should kick Lu Feng down. But at that moment, he suddenly heard a faint voice, just like a child wriggling in bed in the nightmare.
“Emm-” A slight and imperceptible muffled hum was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately stirring up rings of water waves and making the birds resting in the tree shout and fly.
Then, the quiet was gone, and only the messy and restless noise of a jungle beast was left.
Chen An felt something exploded in his head. He suddenly realized that Lu Feng had not slept and that the guy was hiding in the quilt doing unspeakable things.
Lu Feng was actually doing that kind of thing, on his bed, beside him!
“What the hell are you doing?” Chen An immediately sat up from the bed. If he really could not restrain himself, go to the bathroom! Why did he do it on his bed?!
Chen An reached out to turn on the light. The moment when his finger was about to touch the switch button, his body was suddenly held tightly by Lu Feng. Just like being hit a vital point, Chen An suddenly felt his body went numb.
“Don’t move.”
Lu Feng’s deep and husky voice was full of strong emotions. Even if Chen An could not see his eyes in the dark, he could imagine that Lu Feng’s eyes at this time were as fierce and violent as those of the hungry beast in the jungle. He would jump on his prey and have a good meal as long as he saw the target.
Chen An was shocked by the depressing and dangerous voice. Although Chen An had been under house arrest for a year, Lu Feng’s attitude towards him during that year was the same. He always kept his head down and did not dare to look at Chen An. Even if he was beaten and scolded by Chen An, he would not fight back.
In Chen An’s deeply rooted impression, Lu Feng was just a little brat.
But now, the little brat suddenly turned into an extremely dangerous and ferocious beast. His hands pressed hard against Chen An and gave off low-pitched sounds. This danger emanating from his bones made Chen An feel the other side of Lu Feng for the first time.
This reminded him that Lu Feng almost strangled him that day on the garden balcony of the hotel in Singapore.
Lu Feng was never a weak and incompetent man. He was just used to keeping a low profile in front of Chen Chang’an. Once Chen An broke away from the identity of “old fox” and approached Lu Feng as an ordinary people, he got the opportunity to see a real Lu Feng clearly.
This was Lu Feng, a formidable man, an introverted and quiet but crazy figure.
Chen An kept still. To be exact, he was so surprised that he froze. He allowed Lu Feng to hold his waist with one hand, Lu Feng’s cheek tightly against his back.
His ears were filled with the intermittent and violent breathing of Lu Feng. The slight shaking of the bed represented some kind of movement. It was until Lu Feng uttered a stuffy hum and Chen An felt something spilled on his calf that he suddenly realized what happened.
“Filthy brat!” Like a string of ignited firecrackers, the old fox gave Lu Feng a hard kick at a fit of angerat. Lu Feng was caught off guard and bore the attack.
Seeing Lu Feng does not fall, Chen An kicked him again, but this time, Lu Feng was alert and easily avoided his attack. He dragged the leg kicking over toward him, and conveniently put it down. Throughout the process, his movements were as smooth and natural as flowing clouds. Before Chen An realized it, he was already intertwined with Lu Feng’s legs. They stared at each other, chest to chest and face to face.
The room was dark. He could feel Lu Feng’s burning sight but could not see the look in his eyes.
“Get off my bed!” Chen An thundered.
“Who are you?” Lu Feng’s low voice came from the darkness.
There were a faint fragility and an imperceptible hope in the terrifying danger of the wounded fierce beast.
Lu Feng was tougher and more vulnerable. He loved Chen Chang’an more than Chen An had imagined.
His teasing of Lu Feng seemed trivial, but it was a huge challenge for Lu Feng, big enough to crush this seemingly ruthless young man.
No matter how hard the steel was, it would break, not to mention a human being.
In the darkness, Chen An stroked Lu Feng’s cold cheek with both hands. He carefully felt the young man’s eyebrows, nose bridge and lips with his fingers. Then he smiled suddenly and sighed, “I didn’t pay much attention to you in the past. You have grew up before I could realize it.”
Familiar tone, familiar feeling, in the dark, this kind of familiarity was particularly strong, so strong that Lu Feng could not help but believe that the man under his body at the moment was the man he yearned for.
“Who are you...” Lu Feng asked again. This time his tone was less fierce and dangerous. It was gentler with uncontrollable expectations.
“Lu Feng, didn’t you say you love me? How come you didn’t recognize me after we met?”
The more the truth was in sight, the more people dared not believe it, because they were afraid that the truth, they expected was just a beautiful lie.
The more people cared about certain things, the more cautious and timider they became.
To outsiders, Lu Feng was a resolute man, but his only weakness was the old fox. Lu Feng would lose control and his sanity on all things concerning the old fox.
He opened his mouth and did not know what to say. His trembling fingers gently caressed Chen An’s cheeks and he asked himself again and again in his heart: Was it the real life? Or was it just his fantasy?
Such caution and nervousness were difficult for Chen Chang’an to understand. But after experiencing some things since his rebirth, he could already understand how Lu Feng felt at this time.
Lu Feng loved him so much. He cared about Chen Chang’an as much as Chen Chang’an cared about his brother Changele, actually, it was even stronger and deeper than his feelings for Changle.
“Filthy brat, didn’t I tell you not to hesitate? Some opportunities and men may have been missed when you hesitated…”
Before Chen An’s words were finished, Lu Feng had thrown himself on him and hugged him tightly. Like an abandoned child, he finally found the one he loved and he cried his heart out.
He tightly clung to Chen An, as if he was afraid of missing him a lifetime again once he loosened his hands. As what was told in the fairy tale of mermaid princess, he was afraid that everything would turn into bubbles, disappearing in front of his eyes.
Because he had once lost the love of his life, he would be more afraid to lose his lover again.
Chen An gently stroked Lu Feng’s hair. He didn’t expect he would confess his identity so quickly. He could only say that the plan might not be able to keep up with changes.
Just as Lu Feng loved him more than he expected, Chen An cared about Lu Feng more than he imagined.
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The next morning, in this quiet room, there suddenly came a man’s roar.
“Damn it, it’s solidified!”
Ten minutes later, Chen An leaned half of his body against the bed, one leg on the bed head and the other on the bedside. While Lu Feng half knelt on the ground and helped Chen An wipe some white stains that had solidified on his legs.
Last night, after a brief cry under severe mood swings, he fell asleep with Chen An in his arms, and Chen An actually fell asleep slowly with him.
As a result, this morning, Chen An first saw Lu Feng sitting beside him staring blankly, and the white stains on his legs splashed by the man.
The old fox, a neat freak, immediately cried out, frightening Lu Feng. The latter quickly brought a wet towel to wipe it carefully for the man.
“You believe what I said?” Chen An was familiar with this cautious attitude of Lu Feng. The boy’s eyes focusing on him were no longer somewhat resistant and deliberately indifferent as before. All that remained was tenderness and fondness.
Lu Feng didn’t speak and just nodded. His eyes just like glued to Chen An, and didn’t even blink.
“You once hesitated, and now you suddenly believe me?” Chen An asked again.
“Uncle, I-”
Looking at Lu Feng’s timid look, Chen An twitched his eyes gently, then he raised his hand to stop Lu Feng to continue.
Once his identity was revealed, their previous love and hatred would inevitably be put on the table. Compared with the way they used to get along like master and servant, Chen An actually preferred Lu Feng’s casual way when he didn’t know Chen An was the old fox.
“If you believe me, don’t mention the past. Chen Chang’an is dead. Now I am Chen An.”
Dark blue pajamas hung loosely on Chen An, revealing more than half of his white chest. He stepped on the bed with one leg folded and the other on Lu Feng’s knee. From Lu Feng’s side, the soft inner thigh of Chen An was clearly seen.
Lu Feng lowered his head and withdrew his sights from the man. He seemed to be afraid of profaning him or behaved impudently in front of him, for fear that he might hurt Chen An.
Lu Feng’s thought could not escape Chen An’s eyes. Chen An knew this boy would certainly give the Group back to him, and then let Chen An punish him as he wished. Lu Feng did not dare to asking him for anything again.
Bent down, Chen An stretched out his hand and gently raised Lu Zheng’s chin. He smiled slightly, “Lie on my bed.”