14: Chapter 14 The Tragic Young Master's Benefactor 13

Lin Sicheng's heart was throbbing, excited, yet also struggling and hesitant...

Suddenly, a slightly husky and intermittent whisper came from his ear. "Sicheng, I... feel a bit... uncomfortable..."

These words were like opening the gates of the demon Satan in his heart, completely pushing Lin Sicheng's choice to one side.

His hands wrapped around the neck, bringing himself closer, as he lowered his head to whisper into the ear.

"Brother Zhan... Sir... don't be in a hurry, I'll teach you... let you take me."

Lu Zhan was lightheaded, following the guidance of the person on top of him, instinctively chasing the coolness in his arms, his body and mind filled with pleasure and comfort.

He seemed to hear something intermittent by his ear...

But when he tried to listen more closely, he could no longer hear it clearly.

Lu Zhan's thin lips were unconsciously slightly parted, his Adam's apple sliding as he exhaled slightly rapid hot breath; his eyes were blurred, the corners of his eyes red, and his usually indifferent and cold face was finally stained with the color of desire.

Thin sweat dripped down the side of his face, and after a long while, the slight sounds in the room gradually quieted down.

Lu Zhan, with his eyes slightly closed and his brows relaxed, fell completely into a deep sleep.

...

Lin Sicheng gently stroked the sleeping Lu Zhan, his gaze lingering on the bite marks on the shoulder, and his heart grew a bit more joyful.

...Omitted here.

...(This part was censored and deleted during review)

Completely ignoring his own current discomfort, he casually threw on some clothes.

He then bent down to wrap his arms around the sleeping person, carefully picking him up; his steps were a bit unsteady, but his hands were steady as he placed the man on the bed.

Although Lin Sicheng's face showed some fatigue, it was more filled with a slight blush.

There was a bit of discomfort between his brows from the pain, but his eyes gleamed with a strange sense of satisfaction and softness.

"Sir, I have finally obtained you... and in the same way, I will belong to you... Brother Zhan, we will be together forever from now on..."

The somewhat neurotic words rang intermittently in the dark and quiet room.

At some point, Lin Sicheng had already leaned over, pressing a kiss down with cherished devotion.

Chest, neck, thighs...

Densely packed marks.

After carefully and painstakingly cleaning Lu Zhan up, putting him in pajamas, and covering him with the quilt, Lin Sicheng then tidied the bedroom with extremely light movements before turning to leave the room.

More than half an hour later, someone pushed the door open and entered; the movements were very light, and the footsteps were also very light, as if afraid of waking someone up, as he slowly got into bed and lay in Lu Zhan's arms.

This time, Lu Zhan slept very deeply, and he wasn't sure how long he slept; when he woke up, there was no one beside him, and his consciousness was still a bit foggy.

The warm sunlight shone through the window screen; his newly opened eyes were not yet adjusted and were slightly dazzled, but his mind cleared up a bit because of it.

He pulled back the quilt and got up, still feeling a bit dizzy; his slender fingers pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve his hangover headache.

His whole body was aching badly, and as his consciousness slowly returned, some images seemed to surface in his mind.

Lu Zhan suddenly froze, his eyes full of astonishment, and his cold and indifferent expression cracked layer by layer.

All the confusion of yesterday seemed to still be before his eyes.

Lin Sicheng's face, with the corners of his eyes flushed, extremely seductive, and long lashes still stained with physiological tears, could not be brushed away.

Lu Zhan remembered clearly that, at the beginning, it was he who had taken the initiative to provoke Lin Sicheng.

A blush climbed all the way from his neck and soon became extremely red; his usually chillingly cold and handsome face also felt slightly hot.

Helplessness was reflected in his indifferent eyes; Lu Zhan covered his face with his hands in overwhelming shame and indignation, not knowing how to face this situation for a moment.

"How did it develop like this... It was just a few extra drinks because of some irritability... drinking really messes things up..."

"host, host, good news! The male lead's blackening value has finally dropped again; it's currently at 50. We are not far from success!" 009's cheerful and untimely voice rang in his mind.

Lu Zhan had never been so grateful that 009 could only exist in his mind and communicate with his consciousness, unable to see anything happening outside.

"Yeah, I know."

To 009, his voice sounded flat and without any fluctuations, completely unaware that his host was currently so red-faced with shame and indignation that he could hardly face anyone!

After a long while, Lu Zhan finally calmed down and shifted his attention, only to find the soreness in his body increasingly difficult to ignore.

He pulled up his clothes and looked down; layer upon layer, everything was covered in red marks.

Lu Zhan felt a chill in his heart, his mouth twitching several times, and his pupils slightly constricted; it almost triggered his trypophobia. This Little Madman really doesn't let anything go; he's crazy enough!

He pursed his lips and looked away; he estimated that the places he couldn't see were likely the same. Lu Zhan no longer had the courage to look and could only cover himself up tightly and self-deceptively.

While washing up, he saw that the purplish bruises on his neck were even more terrifying; either way, he was completely unfit to see anyone.

But it seemed that he indeed didn't need to see anyone; he couldn't even walk out of the bedroom door, and it was even more impossible for the butler or Servants to come up. All along, the only person he could come into contact with was Lin Sicheng.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan's face inevitably darkened a bit.

All the evidence left on his body served as a constant reminder that his already shattered straight man's chastity was completely beyond recovery.

But yesterday's drunken loss of control and frantic confusion also made Lu Zhan feel deep self-doubt for the first time.

He had always been indifferent with a cold personality, cultivating his mind and character without indulging in desire. He thought everything was just playing a role, purely for the needs of the mission; no matter how the wind and waves rose, he remained steadfast and unmoved.

He was just a bit irritable and had a few extra drinks; how could he have been so easily moved by lust?

With no purpose or motive, he simply felt that the boy was exceptionally beautiful in a way that suited his tastes in that moment, and then he kissed him without a second thought; as for the subsequent matters, they had completely deviated...

Could it be that he was the one involved but blind to the situation, gay without realizing it, in love without knowing it?

Deep down, he had actually already developed feelings for Lin Sicheng and felt a bit of love, which was why he indulged the youth's recklessness in the name of the mission.

And since alcohol had affected his usual rationality, his subconscious began to stir.