IROAWTMTFL Chapter 58

Yan Yan was carried on Zhuang Yiyun’s shoulders, and he struggled in protest. After receiving a slap on the buttocks, he became obedient, but his heart was beating loudly, like a drum.

Yan Yan exclaimed: “Money will be deducted for the wordplay joke.”

He felt somewhat weak. Through the inverted view, he realized that Zhuang Yiyun had opened the door to the master bedroom. He lacked the imagined calmness and composure, and was unsure how to act. He was nervous, far more nervous than he expected.

While in contemplation, Zhuang Yiyun had already held one of his legs and supported his back, gently lowering him down.

Where?

On the bed.

Zhuang Yiyun’s bed.

“How do I deduct?” Zhuang Yiyun asked him, his voice deep and rich like thick ink. He towered above, lifting Yan Yan’s bent leg slightly and pushing him up a bit.

This was to make Yan Yan lie down more steadily, making it convenient for him to approach. His left leg pushed away Yan Yan’s knee, while his right leg knelt directly on the bed.

Yan Yan took a sharp breath, almost forgetting how to breathe. The man knelt on top of him, unbuttoning his suit. His gaze traveled from Yan Yan’s face down to his legs, the deep intensity in his eyes as if he could undress him with his thoughts. The male hormones in his body were like fireworks exploding against his eyelids. It was Valentine’s Day, and they had a date. Zhuang Yiyun had obviously dressed up carefully, intending to show seriousness, but now it turned into something more sensual.

Zhuang Yiyun discarded his suit jacket, revealing his powerful chest and slender waist outlined by the white shirt and accentuated by the fabric. Yan Yan couldn’t look away; he felt hot and unconsciously tugged at his collar.

Zhuang Yiyun caught his hand and guided it to his tie.

“Help me with this,” his voice was completely husky.

The back of Yan Yan’s hand felt like it was on fire, testing his patience. He grabbed Zhuang Yiyun’s tie and directly pulled him down. Their lips met, and there was a momentary pain followed by a sense of pleasure. The tip of Yan Yan’s tongue poked out, and was abruptly caught by Zhuang Yiyun.

Passion ignited, and nothing else mattered.

It was as if there was a natural attraction and understanding between them; they didn’t need words. Zhuang Yiyun’s hands supported Yan Yan’s face. Yan Yan was so lost in the moment, he tugged at Zhuang Yiyun’s tie futilely, but the more he tried to undo it, the more entangled it became.

Their lips briefly parted, but their eyes met, and without hesitation, they kissed again.

Until Yan Yan was breathless and had to push him away.

Zhuang Yiyun’s heavy breaths enveloped him from above, the sound vibrating in Yan Yan’s ears.

“So clumsy?” he teased.

‘Is he laughing at me? Damn it!’ Yan Yan exerted force, wanting to overturn him. But he lacked Zhuang Yiyun’s strength and height advantage, so he couldn’t make a splash.

Zhuang Yiyun straightened his upper body, his fingers expertly undoing the tie with a single pull. Yan Yan’s gaze fell on his sharp Adam’s apple; everything about this man poked his aesthetic appeal, and Yan Yan nolonger cared about being laughed at.

He couldn’t hold back any longer, kissing wasn’t enough. He lifted his hand, grasping Zhuang Yiyun’s neck, and asked breathlessly, “Zhuang Yiyun, do you know how?”

“Yes.”

“Have you done it before?”

“No.”

“Have you seen it before?”

“No.”

“Then how do you know? Don’t torment me, if you don’t know, I’ll do it.” Yan Yan tried to roll away, but Zhuang Yiyun pressed him back with one hand.

“I won’t torment you,” Zhuang Yiyun said, catching Yan Yan’s hand wrapped around his neck and deftly tying it with the recently loosened tie. “You’ll only know when you try.”

“Fuck… Untie it for me.”

The dark blue tie with subtle patterns contrasted against Yan Yan’s fair skin, adding a sense of fragile beauty. Zhuang Yiyun’s eyes were intense, and the deep possessiveness surged out, unbridled and unmasked.

He didn’t know why, but in front of Yan Yan, he could be completely unrestrained, showing his true self. There was a ferocious beast residing within him, a paranoia far beyond the ordinary, yet this beast felt intimate with Yan Yan. It seemed to know that no matter how ugly he appeared, Yan Yan would never despise him.

Yan Yan struggled, but the more he resisted, the stronger his reactions.

“Be good, gege is here for you.” Zhuang Yiyun reached out, interlocking his fingers with Yan Yan’s bound hand.

“Mmm…” The scene was so stimulating that Yan Yan was left speechless. Excitement, anticipation – without Zhuang Yiyun, he wouldn’t have known how much he liked these things.

“Are you still deducting money?”

“Um, let’s first see how you perform,” Yan Yan smirked, his breath in chaos.

It seemed like Zhuang Yiyun was taking the initiative, but Yan Yan wasn’t really resistant. In fact, he didn’t want to resist at all. He had fantasized about this man for so long, even with all the twists and turns, even when he wanted to give up, he had to admit he couldn’t resist Zhuang Yiyun’s fatal allure.

Zhuang Yiyun was a man of few words and ruthless actions. Yan Yan had experienced it before, but never as thoroughly as today. When Zhuang Yiyun said they would continue, it meant just that, it was as if he was tireless. Yan Yan even began to suspect that their ages had been reversed; who was older by five years? This man’s fierceness surpassed his imagination.

The night seemed short. When daylight flooded in, Yan Yan was finally spared and fell asleep.

When he woke up, the sun was already setting. He turned over and nestled into Zhuang Yiyun’s arms. Slowly opening his eyes, he nuzzled his face against Zhuang Yiyun’s neck, and Zhuang Yiyun tenderly stroked his hair, pressing a kiss on his forehead.

He wasn’t fully awake yet when he felt Zhuang Yiyun reach out to pull down his waistband. The memory of last night came back and he was instantly awake, immediately grabbing Zhuang Yiyun’s hand.

“Let me check if it’s swollen and needs medicine or something?”

“Are you trying to apply medicine or trying to take advantage of me?” Yan Yan blurted out without thinking.

Zhuang Yiyun took the medicine from the bedside table, waving it in front of Yan Yan. “If you provoke me with that mouth again, I might not be so forgiving. Be good and let go, I’ll take a look.”

Yan Yan tried to sit up, but he lacked strength and fell back onto the bed. He glared at Zhuang Yiyun angrily. As soon as he heard Zhuang Yiyun’s words, he thought about the instigator behind this situation. The contrast was too stark, which fueled his anger. His back ached, his legs were sore, there were marks all over his body and his wrists were red. He needed to think carefully about how to make this guy pay. He couldn’t let Zhuang Yiyun easily coax him, or it would seem like he was too easy to deal with.

He was furious. None of them had any experience, so why was Zhuang Yiyun so good at it?

“I heard you, I heard everything you said in your heart.”

“Damn it!” Yan Yan’s ears twitched slightly and he blushed.

Zhuang Yiyun coaxed him, his apology lacking sincerity. “Baby, I’m sorry.”

Yan Yan remembered what his viewers said in the live stream. Dr. Zhuang’s attitude was: ‘It was inappropriate but I won’t change. I’ll still do it next time.’

There was no need to wait for next time. Zhuang Yiyun made his stance clear on the spot: “You said I lacked restraint. Since you already said it, I have to save face for you.”

“Fuck you!”

Zhuang Yiyun chuckled. He ignored Yan Yan’s curses and carried him to freshen up and have breakfast. Despite his fierce demeanor, Yan Yan was actually quite tolerant; after being pampered, he forgot all about his earlier anger.

During breakfast, Yan Yan asked, “You didn’t go to work today?”

Zhuang Yiyun used his chopsticks to pick up a shrimp dumpling for him. “I wanted to, but someone kept hugging my waist and pulling my hair.”

“Really?” Yan Yan pretended not to understand. What he did when he was asleep had nothing to do with him while he was awake? “Which little vixen was it?”

“It was indeed a little vixen…” Zhuang Yiyun’s gaze slid over the hickeys on Yan Yan’s neck and collarbone, and said slowly, “Last night, he hooked his legs around me, was not honest even when his hands were tied, and kept tugging at my pants—a mischievous little vixen.”

“Ahem, ahem.” Yan Yan was reminded of more scenes from last night and felt a little hot. He hurriedly stuffed the shrimp dumpling into his mouth, and lowered his head, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Eat, just eat!

After finishing his meal, Yan Yan sprawled on the sofa, watching TV while Zhuang Yiyun cleaned up the table. His lower back and legs were sore, but fortunately, he had chosen a good sofa. The cushion offered decent support, making him comfortable.

Upon reflection, the sofa seemed more useful than a man. Yan Yan raised his feet and called out, “Hey, help me massage my back, you have to be responsible for your actions.”

Zhuang Yiyun finished packing the takeout boxes and washed his hands before coming over to “take responsibility.” With his skilled massage techniques, Yan Yan couldn’t help but moan in satisfaction. A man’s body eats marrow and knows the taste, and they nearly collapsed on the sofa, unable to get up.

*A man’s body eats marrow and knows the taste conveys the idea that once someone has experienced something deeply pleasurable or satisfying, they develop a keen awareness and desire to try it again.

However, they were interrupted by a phone call. This time, Yan Yan decisively got up, realizing that more indulgence might land him in the hospital.

“Answer, answer.” Yan Yan fished out Zhuang Yiyun’s phone and handed it over. He glanced at it from the corner of his eye and immediately took it back.

“Who? Luan Qing?! Zhuang Yiyun, does he like you?” Yan Yan frowned, ignoring his aching back as he sat up and almost hitting Zhuang Yiyun’s chin with his forehead.

Zhuang Yiyun didn’t answer. He took the phone and put it on speaker.

Yan Yan was satisfied and he fell back on the sofa as if he was boneless, waiting to hear what Luan Qing wanted to say.

“Team leader, is there anyone around you? Is it convenient to talk?” Luan Qing’s words immediately made Yan Yan sit up straight. He couldn’t be right, could he?

He glared at Zhuang Yiyun, who calmly replied, “There’s no one else around.”

His husband was not someone else.

“Oh, then can I talk?” Luan Qing’s hesitated, then added, “After I finish speaking, please don’t talk to me for the next week. If there’s work, you can send a message. Otherwise, I might really go crazy.”

Now even Zhuang Yiyun furrowed his brows. Luan Qing usually didn’t talk like this; it didn’t seem like he was deliberately dragging it out but more like he found it hard to say. He didn’t care at first but now he started taking the conversation seriously.

“Go ahead.”

“Today, a lady suddenly came to see me, claiming to be your mother. She looks quite similar to you. She gave me some documents, saying she could help me win you over… I don’t know where she got her information because I’ve really given up on you now. Of course, I refused her. However, when she handed me the documents, I glanced at the content. The first page seemed to be instructions for me to imitate Yan Yan.”

Yan Yan: ?

Was he some kind of success model that someone needed to imitate him? Right, he was undoubtedly a success in pursuing Zhuang Yiyun.

“I just casually mentioned Yan Yan, and her reaction was quite extreme. She said it was all Yan Yan’s fault, that you suffered damage to your image because of him, and you were being insulted by netizens. She even said, if you want to find a man, you should look for someone with comparable conditions. Team Leader, I’m really…embarrassed to repeat her words. But I feel this might be important; the woman who approached me doesn’t seem to be in the right state. If she really is your mother, then you should be cautious.”

Zhuang Yiyun frowned deeply, lost in thought.