Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil Chapter 6.7

Chapter 6.7

When the kiss ended, Sun Xi Mu quietly asked, “What did you want to find out?”

Zhou Yun Sheng squinted and stretched out his tongue to lick at his pink lips, he softly laughed, “I wanted to test whether out not you're the person I'm looking for.”

Sun Xi Mu's palms were sweating. He'd never kissed anyone, so he had no skills. He'd sucked too hard and the other man had exposed a painful expression. If he'd known earlier that he was going to test him like this, he wouldn't have been so anxious, he would've been slow and gentle, so the other man could feel comfortable.

He rubbed his sweaty palms on his cloths, then expressionlessly asked, “Can you let me kiss you again? I didn't do too well just now.”

Zhou Yun Sheng laughed until tears poured out. He never knew that his love had such a shy and lovely side.

“Well, let’s give you another chance.” He wrapped his hands around his lover's neck and pressed his lips lightly against his.

Sun Xi Mu trembled, his body stiff like a stone. He cautiously touched the young man's cheek and slowly leaned in, tentatively licking his thin lips. Then he stretched out his tongue to pry open the other's teeth, and gently probed in… …

His breathing quickened, sweating, he was already erect and pressed up against the other man's belly.  He gently swayed, his body was clearly on the brink of madness, but his kiss was slow and cheris.h.i.+ng, carefully probing.

He explored the young man's mouth little by little, the tip of his tongue wrapped around the other's tongue and gently fondled, then he changed his direction to gently sweep his palate and gums. He wanted to swallow the other man into his stomach, but he strongly suppressed this crazy idea and pulled his waist close, imprisoning him in his arms, so he couldn't run away.

This strong yearning made Zhou Yun Sheng tremble. He turned from a pa.s.sive partic.i.p.ant to active, he joined in for a hotter and more lingering kiss.

Ten minutes later, Sun Xi Mu was finally satisfied. He slightly backed up from the young man lips, but they still stood nose to nose, then he quietly asked, “How was it, are you sure now?”

Zhou Yun Sheng smiled, “Ok, you're the one I'm looking for.”

Sun Xi Mu's heart jumped, a wave of joy burst in his chest, but his face was still expressionless, he only nodded neatly and replied, “That’s good. Shall we go back? Back to my house?” After asking he stared nervously at the youth's face.

“Can't.” Zhou Yun Sheng shook his head, but when he saw the man's clenched jaw and dulling eyes, he immediately added, “I'm hungry, I want to eat something first.”

Sun Xi Mu's crumbling heart quickly mended, it was difficult to conceal the happiness in his voice, "Come to my house, I'll cook for you. What do you want to eat?"

“I want to eat pork, Mapo tofu, Kung Pao Chicken … …” Zhou Yun Sheng listed a lot of dishes then jokingly asked, “Can you make that?"

“I can, you’ll know when you eat.” Sun Xi Mu couldn't help but be happy that he'd practiced his cooking during his study abroad.

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While the two people were sharing a sweet supper, the Internet was boiling. A post had appeared on C Country’s largest forum, and after just a few minutes it'd hit tens of thousands of clicks.

“Ou Zinan’s concert - warning, high-energy ahead, please be careful!" This t.i.tle was extremely provocative, enough to arouse everyone’s desire to read.

C Country's people were very active people. When they'd heard that Ou Zinan was hosting a free concert, and at the concert, he would sing his new songs and prove his innocence, those who wanted to partic.i.p.ate were in the millions. But the Huanya Group only had 50,000 tickets.

In those fifty thousand lucky people, you could easily count the number of Ou Zinan's few fans, a majority were Lin Siqing and Ge Mengshu’s loyal fans. Before going, they'd left a message on the Internet saying that they would ruin Ou Zinan’s concert for their idol's revenge.

Many people expressed support for this, they also told them they must photograph the scene for the rest of Internet to share in the fun.

Now that the concert had ended, the video was published, Ou Zinan must've had such a beaten dog-like expression. Everyone thought this while gloating. They opened the video with expectations that were quickly dashed.

There was none of the imagined violence, nor was there any humiliation and abuse. Everyone seemed to have taken strong drugs, they were swaying, screaming, shouting, and writhing. Because they were so excited and sweaty, the camera was continually shaking.

The person who shot the video was on the edge of madness, the camera was violently shaking so the picture was very vague. But the concert was equipped with the best sound equipment, and Zhou Yun Sheng's voice was very penetrating and clear. Even with a blurry picture, the voice poured out with unstoppable momentum and pierced into the ears of the listeners.

This was a psychedelic rock song, with a deafeningly strong rhythm, the sharp and powerful electric guitar play plus Ou Zinan's heavy s.e.xy voice was like a drug-filled needle. It pushed into your arteries, and mixed into your blood, making you lose the determination to resist so you couldn't help but madly fall in with him.

Everyone was addicted, the screams of excitement poured out of the video.

The man who was shooting the video aimed it at himself and shouted in a hoa.r.s.e voice, “Who's the b.a.s.t.a.r.d who said Ou Zinan couldn't sing, what c.r.a.p! He's been singing for more than an hour, everything from rock, to death metal, Gothic metal, heavy metal, and the list goes on! There's no song in the world he can't control."

After saying this, the young man on the stage suddenly kneeled and opened up a treble, the range got higher and higher, just when you thought that the sound wave would break open the sky, it turned into a low roar. The listeners' hearts were also pulled up into the vertex, then it fell down when his voice dropped, they could even feel a painful dizziness.

The scene was madness, and just watching the video gave people goose b.u.mps. This song was too probing, too stimulating, it boiled the blood.

The camera violently shook, the picture blurred again, then the filmmaker shouted, “Everyone is listening to the song, feeling the high, and I'm the only sucker with a f.u.c.king phone out. I'm done recoding! p.i.s.s out!”

The video ended, taking the madness with it. The users sitting in front of the computer rose in anger, then they pounded out messages.

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