[H] Really Like You - RLY Chapter 4

The wine was taken from the hands of the guards, ordered by Zhao Pingshan, and everyone present had drunk it and eaten quite a bit. No one suspected there was anything wrong with the wine.

But, peculiarly, there was indeed something wrong with the wine.

It was prepared for Duan Shen.

Cheng Liang initially thought that Duan Shen would slap away the wine, so he intentionally angered him. After all, they still had to be classmates, and a simple apology later would suffice—there was no need to make him drink.

But what he absolutely did not expect was for Duan Shen to circumvent and end up feeding the wine to him.

Cheng Liang spent a long time vomiting in the bathroom, unable to spit out the reason why, which only made him feel hotter. With no other choice, he found a private room to duck into and cool off. It was then that he heard Duan Shen’s voice.

Lying hazily on the sofa, he thought to himself that he had taken the disaster meant for Duan Shen, who was still out there having the time of his life, which really wasn’t fair.

But as he listened, something seemed off. Why had a fight broken out?

The sound of fist to flesh was all too familiar to him. The intentionally subdued swearing that reached his ears, though muffled, still carried words that were clearly no compliments.

With the alcohol clouding his mind, Cheng Liang hadn’t fully realized what was happening before he found himself rushing into the restroom. Leveraging his height and his well-practiced combat skills, he easily took down the offender, and before he came back to his senses…

Duan Shen was already underneath him.

Duan Shen was not good at drinking, and being pale, he blushed easily. His face turned a bright red, worsened by the sweat brought on by his agitation, making him extremely uncomfortable. He had to open his mouth, revealing the light red tip of his tongue.

The vein on Cheng Liang’s forehead was faintly visible, his temples throbbing with pain, and his jaw clenched tightly as his breathing grew heavy.

He stared intently at Duan Shen’s lips, feeling as if the blood in his body was set aflame.

Cheng Liang spoke with restraint, his voice low, hoarse, and indescribably sexy: “Give yourself three minutes to find another room.”

Duan Shen lifted his eyes, which were bruised around the edges—whether from a hit or a bump was unclear—but even that couldn’t hide his beauty.

Seeing Cheng Liang’s expression, Duan Shen paused momentarily, then with a look of disgust, he said, “I’m like this, and you still haven’t dealt with me. Are you unable to?”

Almost immediately, Cheng Liang’s hand was on his waistband, touching the soft flesh of his buttocks, causing him to inwardly curse, ‘Damn.’

That touch only increased his desire, the bulge in his pants felt like it was about to explode.

It took him a great effort to speak again: “Are you sure you want to do this?”

After thinking for a moment, Duan Shen used his hand to push him away, sat up from the sofa, and seemed to be reaching for his phone.

Cheng Liang didn’t expect that his casual question would lead to Duan Shen actually deciding not to go through with it, leaving him a bit dumbfounded.

Then Duan Shen pulled out a small packet of lubricant and several condoms from his pocket.

Duan Shen fished around inside the packet, picked his favorite flavor, then turned his gaze to the bulging area at Cheng Liang’s crotch and asked, “Is yours long enough? I only have the largest size here.”

At that, Cheng Liang had only one thought: to f*** him.

His eyes reddened instantly, he snatched the items from Duan Shen’s hand, hastily put them on himself, and then roughly pressed him into the couch.

The sofa in the private room was large enough for sleeping, hence it could easily accommodate two people.

Cheng Liang leaned down and bit Duan Shen’s lips, violently breaking through his teeth, his warm tongue skillfully entwining with Duan Shen’s which darted everywhere, sucking hard.

Meanwhile, his hands also explored, tearing open Duan Shen’s shirt, kneading the tender white muscles, and quickly his hand found its way to Duan Shen’s pants, pulling down both the trousers and underwear together.

Duan Shen moved accordingly, his breath hitching as tears formed in his eyes, but he was defiantly reaching out to touch Cheng Liang’s member, kneading it firmly yet gently.

Then suddenly, a chill hit him from behind, causing Duan Shen to gasp lowly, tightening his fingers inside himself.

“Shit.”

He heard the man above him curse irritably.

For some reason, Duan Shen suddenly felt like laughing.

But as soon as a smile appeared, Cheng Liang noticed and, annoyed, twisted his fingers, pressing heavily on Duan Shen’s sensitive spot.

Duan Shen almost lost control, his eyes widening as he let out a moan.

Cheng Liang felt his heart tickled by a soft fur, the flames of desire in him stoked even more vigorously, every sound and movement from the man beneath him seducing him to ravage him thoroughly.

His gaze deepened, and without another word, he leaned down again to seal those enticing thin lips, adding another finger inside.