The Professional Substitute Chapter 8

As soon as they got into the condo, ZhouXiang immediately pressed YanMingXiu to the wall, his slender fingers stroking YanMingXiu's smooth face as he smiled softly, “Xiao Yan, you look so f.u.c.king good.”

YanMingXiu reached his hand out and grabbed ZhouXiang's already harden c.o.c.k, murmuring from the corners of his mouth, "Well, I can see that you like it very much.”

ZhouXiang licked the corner of his mouth gently and murmured softly, “Like… of course, I like it.”

With his hand wrapped behind YanMingXiu's head, he pulled him forward and kissed him intensely with his lips, carefully sucking on it; his tongue also delved into his (YanMingXiu's) open mouth, clasping his tongue, skillfully teasing and pulling it.

Ever since ZhouXiang realized that he is a gay in his teens, he's had two long-term relations.h.i.+ps over the years. But there are no longer any traces of them remaining in his heart. There were also few short-termed f.u.c.k buddies but not many one-night stands. He is not a promiscuous person; just a normal person with a healthy s.e.x drive. For him, a stable and genuine relations.h.i.+p is a luxury that could only happen if one was lucky. In the circle, there are only a handful of couples who can last. ZhouXiang also yearned to meet a heartfelt person. But before that happens, it is obviously more practical to sleep with someone he finds pleasing to his eyes.

YanMingXiu is just 20 years old this year, fairly young. Although he's not an innocent youngster, his s.e.xual experience is not much. ZhouXiang's aggressive flirting is a bit too much for him to bear. Both of their breathing became heavy with their kisses tinged with a taste of eroticism.

YanMingXiu's hand reached into ZhouXiang's clothes, stroking his smooth and firm back. ZhouXiang's hand also reached into YanMingXiu's clothes. The two men caressed and stroked each other, creating a heated atmosphere.

YanMingXiu raised his neck to allow ZhouXiang to kiss his throat and collarbone. His hand continued to move down. Finally, he gripped ZhouXiang's waist and pressed his back to the wall as he reached into ZhouXiang's pants and kneaded his a.s.s.

YanMingXiu's movements became more and more intense while ZhouXiang is still indulging in the flirting. It took him a long time before he felt that something is wrong. He suddenly came to his senses and grabbed YanMingXiu's finger that is about to drill into that tight area.

YanMingXiu is also shocked.

Both of them realized the problem.

ZhouXiang asked awkwardly, “You are a one(T/N)?"

T/N: One is the top (seme) in a gay relations.h.i.+p. A zero the bottom (uke).

YanMingXiu didn't respond but bunched his brows at him. Having gotten to this point… to be so suddenly interrupted forcibly, no one would be happy, especially for someone as selfish as YanMingXiu.

The two felt like they had just gotten poured with cold water; their l.u.s.t extinguished instantly. They had hoped to be able to unleash their l.u.s.t, but once they set a foot on the bed, only to find that both are 'ones' is really disappointing.

ZhouXiang does not resist being a 'zero' but he had never been a zero. You can't just give him a gun and immediately expect him to go to the battlefield. No matter what, he needed to gradually brace himself so he could mentally accept it. In addition, seeing YanMingXiu's gloomy face, he knew that nothing would be happening today.

ZhouXiang is annoyed and disappointed. With such stunning beautiful man in front of him; they have kissed and have touch each other's c.o.c.ks, the only thing remaining is the problem with who is the top and bottom. At this time, even if he wanted to continue, he really can't force the matter.

YanMingXiu is quite disappointed; he picked up his luggage, “I am leaving.”

ZhouXiang grabbed him, “Hey, don't. It's still raining outside. Where are you going at this time? The elevation in my home area is low; cars won't be able to get out at this time. Although we can't do it (have s.e.x), I won't kick you out. Since you're already here, just sleep here tonight."

YanMingXiu looked out the window; the heavy rain didn't seem like it will stop. Thinking about how he can leave is indeed a big problem.

ZhouXiang grabbed the luggage in his hand and placed it next to the shoe shelf, “Come on. Go in. We need to eat. Let's solve the livelihood problem first.”

After going in is when YanMingXiu really could a.s.sess this home. The condo is a little over 70 meters, with two bedrooms and two living rooms. The layout is not very good but it doesn't look tight. Although the condo is old, the décor has a modern touch. The home owner's attentiveness to cleanliness and maintenance is visible everywhere. ZhouXiang's home is completely different from an ordinary bachelor's home. It is clean, refres.h.i.+ng, and warm; the same feelings that ZhouXiang gives people.

ZhouXiang quickly adjusted his emotions, acting as if nothing had happened and handed YanMingXiu a pair of slippers.

When the two were making out at the front door earlier, they didn't even take off their shoes. Thinking of their pa.s.sion from earlier, it's a bit awkward.

ZhouXiang poured him a gla.s.s of water and smiled softly at him, “What do you want to eat tonight?”

“Anything is fine.”

“Then watch TV for a bit. I'll go cook.”

YanMingXiu nodded; his expression a bit sluggish.

The kitchen is relatively open, connected to the dining room and only separated from the living room with transparent gla.s.s. YanMingXiu merely needed to turn his head and could see ZhouXiang's busy back silhouette in the kitchen.

He narrowed his eyes and stared at the figure that is moving constantly in front of his eyes, feeling a burning urge in his lower abdomen. He fantasized that the person standing in the kitchen, making dinner for him is w.a.n.gYuDong. This person's back silhouette that is so similar to w.a.n.gYuDong blurred in his mind, then completely overlapped with w.a.n.g Yudong's back. In a split second, the back would seemingly turn around. w.a.n.gYuDong's beautiful and elegant face with a gentle smile would ask him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

He fantasized that he could hug this man from behind, tear off his clothes and do all kinds of shameful things to him… leaving his own traces on this body.

Suddenly, that back turned his head over. ZhouXiang's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, shattering his fantasy. ZhouXiang smiled, "Do you eat spicy?"

YanMingXiu felt an obscured fire rising in his chest. He firmly responded, “No.”

ZhouXiang seemed to have noticed his cheerless mood. He shrugged and didn't mind. YanMingXiu is very likely at least ten years younger than him; he won't go so as far as to be angry with a little boy.

After his parents died, he lived with several relatives but it was too hard to bear. These relatives didn't care for him. He was shuffled around between them. Finally, he couldn't stand it and went back to his own home. Since the fourth grade, he brought food to cook, washed his clothes and took care of himself. With house ch.o.r.es, he is an expert.

In half an hour's time, the meal is cooked. He was able to make a three-course meal with soup. Putting the steaming savory dishes on the table, he turned toward YanMingXiu, “Come eat. It's already past eight o'clock."

YanMingXiu went to the table and looked at the table of food. It is very common home-cooked dishes that he had not eaten for many years. He sat down and couldn't help but praised, “You did a good job. It smells tasty.”

ZhouXiang smiled and pinched YanMingXiu's delicate cheeks, “It smells even more appetizing when you eat it. Hurry up and eat. Afterwards, give Xiang Ge a smile, okay?"

ZhouXiang had been very hospitable all along so YanMingXiu couldn't be angry. He smiled, reached out with the chopsticks and put a piece of potato into his mouth.

ZhouXiang gave him a bowl of soup, “How is it? Good?”

For the first time, YanMingXiu revealed a natural smile, “Good, it's delicious.”

ZhouXiang is also happy, “Come on, eat more. I still have sugar candy snow pear (T/N) that I made yesterday in the fridge. Leave room for sweet desserts."

T/N: Sugar candy snow pear dessert

The two of them ate in harmony, as if the awkward scene from when they first entered the home never happened.

End of the chapter