Little Uncle’s palm always landed where it shouldn’t.

With each slap, the fire within Cheng Huanzhen’s body burned even more fiercely.

He now had one hand slipped under Little Uncle’s neck, while the other arm wrapped around Little Uncle’s waist from above.

He was hugging Little Uncle from the side. Little Uncle was lying on the bed, tilting his head towards him. His freshly washed, clean hair casually carried Little Uncle’s scent, falling messily onto the tip of Cheng Huanzhen’s nose and before his eyes.

Cheng Huanzhen felt that hormones were truly not a good thing.

Once they surged, the calm and rationality he should have possessed were all held hostage by them.

Sight, taste, smell, hearing, and touch all became more sensitive under such a raging fire.

“…Little Uncle.”

Cheng Huanzhen couldn’t help but call out softly.

Little Uncle maintained his tilted head posture, his eyes bright, smiling: “Hmm?”

“I…” Cheng Huanzhen hesitated and opened his mouth. He said one word, closed his mouth, thought quietly for half a second, then opened his mouth again. “Little Uncle, do you… want to try some…”

Cheng Huanzhen blushed a little and whispered, “Things that only very intimate couples do?”

Little Uncle asked patiently with a smile: “What things?”

Cheng Huanzhen’s ears turned completely red. He stared dryly at Little Uncle for two seconds, then said somewhat embarrassedly, “Just… things that men and women do to make babies.”

Little Uncle’s smile froze instantly, his expression blankly stuck for two seconds: “‘Things to make babies’…?”

Cheng Huanzhen thought Little Uncle didn’t understand. His voice tightened as he lowered it to explain, “Actually, same-sex couples can do it too, and it can be very comfortable, just that no pregnancy will occur. I heard people say so on the internet.”

Little Uncle: “…”

Little Uncle finally spoke, looking exasperated: “Is that how you explain it?”

Cheng Huanzhen was puzzled: “Is there… anything wrong with my explanation, Little Uncle?”

Cheng Huanzhen didn’t understand. But seeing that Little Uncle’s expression seemed dissatisfied, he felt nervous for a moment.

He immediately patched it up without changing his expression: “Of course, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to, Little Uncle. I just saw a discussion about this on the Big Green Book (a social media app) and suddenly thought to ask you. I didn’t mean anything else.”

Little Uncle was silent for three seconds, then suddenly sighed deeply, shifted his body, and turned fully towards him.

Their eyes met. Little Uncle pulled out a hand and placed it on the spot he had just slapped twice, separating his own thighs from Cheng Huanzhen’s.

Little Uncle smiled: “Didn’t mean anything else, huh?”

As he said this, Little Uncle’s palm arched slightly, as if studying the shape and size.

Through the fabric, he casually wrapped around it, measured it.

He even seriously pinched, pressed, and rubbed it.

Little Uncle’s actions were too sudden; Cheng Huanzhen’s entire body stiffened instantly.

From his neck to his hands, to his abdomen and below, everywhere was stiff.

But Little Uncle didn’t understand his feelings at all, playing with it on his own, exploring seriously, his eyes falling on him curiously, as if observing his reaction.

Cheng Huanzhen endured for a while, but couldn’t hold back anymore. He gently grabbed Little Uncle’s arm: “…Don’t move around, Little Uncle. I won’t be able to hold back.”

Little Uncle was surprised: “Can’t hold back already?”

Then he smiled again, pinching him: “Aren’t I helping you because I see your fire is burning strong?”

Cheng Huanzhen’s body was hard as a rock. He said hoarsely: “I want more than just this, Little Uncle.”

Little Uncle was surprised and confused, drawing circles on him with his fingertips: “Not just this, then what else do you want?”

Little Uncle leaned close to his face with a smile and whispered, “Could it be… you still want to do it?”

Cheng Huanzhen’s expression was tense. Now he had a hundred reasons to believe that Little Uncle was doing it on purpose!

Cheng Huanzhen was quiet for three seconds, different answers battling in his heart.

Honesty finally won. He said, “Yes, Little Uncle, I want to do it.”

He hugged Little Uncle tightly, bringing them even closer.

He repeated firmly: “I want to do it with you, Little Uncle.”

Little Uncle’s face was calm, only a small patch on his ears turned slightly red.

Little Uncle asked him: “How do you want to do it? Do you know how? If you hurt me, I’ll be angry with you.”

Cheng Huanzhen became even more nervous.

He thought seriously and answered rigorously: “I haven’t done it before, Little Uncle, but I have studied the entire process theoretically and systematically in books. Please rest assured, Little Uncle. If it hurts, you can tell me at any time, and I will adjust the posture and force.”

Cheng Huanzhen paused.

He finally became shy again, asking uneasily and softly, “Can we, Little Uncle? Shall we… try?”

Little Uncle rarely kept such a serious face.

He said calmly: “Go buy whatever you need. I’ll go check if the curtains are drawn properly.”

Cheng Huanzhen opened his mouth, hesitating to speak. He silently turned his head, got up, went to the coat rack, rummaged through the handbag he carried with him, and took out a bottle and a packet.

Little Uncle spent five seconds checking the curtains. Looking back and seeing the things in his hand, he asked in shock: “Where did those come from?!”

Cheng Huanzhen was extremely embarrassed.

He explained evasively: “Little Uncle, I’ve been dreaming about you often recently. I happened to pass by a shop and saw them, so… so I prepared them.”

Little Uncle laughed angrily: “I thought it was a spur-of-the-moment idea, didn’t expect it to be premeditated for a long time? Speak! Since when did you start thinking about this? How long have these things been in your bag? Did you ask me!”

Cheng Huanzhen was too embarrassed to answer, so he simply went around the bed and hugged Little Uncle from behind.

Little Uncle was currently barefoot on the floor checking the curtains, hadn’t had time to get back on the bed yet.

He wrapped his arms around Little Uncle’s waist. He liked doing this very much because Little Uncle’s waist was thin and soft. He could easily encircle it and hold the whole person in his arms.

He brushed aside Little Uncle’s hair, kissed Little Uncle’s ear and earlobe, and whispered, “I didn’t premeditate it, don’t be angry, Little Uncle.”

Little Uncle looked a bit unhappy; even his waist stiffened.

Cheng Huanzhen thought for half a second, then wrapped both arms around Little Uncle’s waist and picked him up.

Startled by his sudden movement, Little Uncle let out a low cry of surprise “Mmh…!” from his throat before being placed onto the bed.

Little Uncle lay on his stomach on the bed, his legs not following up, leaving half of them hanging outside the bed.

When landing on the bed, Little Uncle propped himself up with his arms on the mattress, turning his head back to scold him dissatisfiedly: “Why so sudden.”

Cheng Huanzhen leaned down, propping one elbow beside Little Uncle’s arm, the other hand playing with Little Uncle’s hair. His chest gently touched Little Uncle’s back, but didn’t press down. They just touched like this.

“I heard on the internet that actions full of surprises usually get higher scores,” Cheng Huanzhen said.

He didn’t wait for Little Uncle’s answer. His kisses started from Little Uncle’s earlobe and went all the way down along his spine, falling densely.

In less than ten minutes, Little Uncle’s whole body softened again.

He lay softly on the bed, humming gently and muffledly.

He also let out a lazy, muffled sound: “Why is it taking so long, are you ready yet?”

Cheng Huanzhen thought to himself, Clearly I’ve been in a state of readiness all along, clearly I’ve been helping Little Uncle prepare!

But fine.

Little Uncle would always unreasonably bully people sometimes.

It wasn’t the first day he knew this.

The first time is always a bit clumsy.

But when Cheng Huanzhen finally became one with Little Uncle.

The feeling of stimulation and excitement shooting to the top of his skull almost instantly took control of his body.

All clumsy movements seemed to become natural under the instinct of desire. All actions originated from the heart and moved through the body, quickly shedding the clumsy immaturity.

He naturally knew many things.

For example, he knew he had to hold Little Uncle’s body facing outwards to adjust all angles to the most suitable state;

For example, he knew that when he moved, holding his hands on both sides of Little Uncle’s waist allowed him to fully perceive Little Uncle’s reaction to his every move;

For example, he knew he could lean down and entwine tongues with Little Uncle before the sweat fell.

For example, he also knew that Little Uncle would tremble all over, and his cheeks and neck would turn red.

Even when stimulated, he would bury his head in the quilt, letting out a muffled, sharp “Mmh—!” that was hard to suppress and muffled by the quilt.

Then he would turn his eyes back fiercely to glare at him.

And when he nervously stopped moving, Little Uncle would backhand slap his waist and scold him: “Who told you to stop!”

Cheng Huanzhen thought to himself, Little Uncle was really a bit hard to serve.

When everything finally ended, Cheng Huanzhen finally understood what it felt like to have desire completely released.

…So being one with Little Uncle felt like this.

So falling in love, loving each other, making love felt like this.

So this was his Little Uncle.

His, his. His Little Uncle!

Cheng Huanzhen felt somewhat dazed. Joyful and melancholic emotions squeezed into his mind together in a complicated mix.

He took off the “mini raincoat” (condom), spent less than half a minute simply cleaning up, then couldn’t help but return to the bed and hug Little Uncle from behind again.

Even though Little Uncle hadn’t moved a muscle from start to finish.

But seeing Little Uncle lying on the bed exhausted now, he looked even more tired than him.

Cheng Huanzhen hugged Little Uncle tightly and called out joyfully: “Little Uncle.”

Little Uncle was exhausted. Lying on the bed with his head buried in the quilt, he responded weakly: “Hmm—?”

Cheng Huanzhen’s emotions were very high right now.

He turned Little Uncle over in his arms, only to discover that the place under where Little Uncle was lying was also soiled.

Cheng Huanzhen glanced at the bedsheet, then quickly fixed his gaze back on Little Uncle.

He held Little Uncle in his arms and whispered, “It’s okay, Little Uncle. I like you, want to hug you, want to kiss you.”

Little Uncle looked sleepy and lazy afterwards.

No matter how he turned him, hugged him, or kissed him, he didn’t resist.

Only after being hugged and kissed over and over again did he sigh, press his palm against Cheng Huanzhen’s chest, and scold him with a slightly hoarse voice: “What are you doing? Go clean up first!”

Cheng Huanzhen answered eagerly: “Little Uncle, but I’ve finished cleaning up.”

Little Uncle suddenly opened his eyes wide, looking up in surprise: “Then what about me?”

Cheng Huanzhen: “…Oh. Alright, Little Uncle, I’ll do it then.”

His cleaning was quick.

Little Uncle’s cleaning was very dawdling.

The most dawdling step was how to coax Little Uncle out of bed.

Cheng Huanzhen tried pure coaxing, deception, strawberry temptation, and other methods, all unsuccessful. Finally, he simply filled the hotel bathtub with water, then directly carried Little Uncle on his shoulder and put him into the bathtub.

When Little Uncle was carried on his shoulder, he was shocked, struggled, and slapped him dissatisfiedly: “Hey, what are you doing? What kind of posture is this??”

But once soaked in the bathtub, Little Uncle became lazy and soft again, comfortably squinting his eyes and leaning back in the bathtub, too lazy to even answer when asked “Is it comfortable?”

See. How hard Little Uncle is to serve!

Cheng Huanzhen thought once again.