The dim, hazy yellow light slowly streamed down from the ceiling, casting a thin golden veil over Rong Xu’s hair. 

In his clear eyes, a deep smile settled. With less than ten centimeters separating them, warm breath gently sprayed onto Qin Cheng’s skin, exuding an enticing ambiguity. 

The young man’s finger hooked his chin, looking at him in an almost teasing posture.

However, in this situation where he was being teased almost to his limit, Qin Cheng calmly lowered his gaze and asked in a quiet tone, “Xiao Xu, what are you talking about?” 

His handsome and aloof face showed no trace of emotion, as if he completely didn’t understand what a “scumbag” was, why he would “seduce,” or who the “Orange Goddess” was.

When Qin Cheng looked down at someone, his expression was always calm and indifferent, and he remained so now, calmly allowing his young lover to hook his chin, denying everything without batting an eye.

This situation was well within Rong Xu’s expectations. If Qin Cheng had simply admitted it, he would have found it abnormal; he was supposed to shamelessly deny it.

“You really don’t understand?” Rong Xu chuckled softly as he spoke, pulling out his phone from his pocket and casually opening his Weibo. As he typed in “Lotus Paste Orange Filling,” he said, “Then we can take a look, Orange Goddess. I remember you had jet lag when you were filming in Canada last month, right? Which day did you go? It seems like…”

Suddenly, his voice stopped.

Rong Xu’s eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at his phone screen. 

At this moment, Qin Cheng’s left hand had reached behind him, silently groping for the doorknob. He pressed the doorknob down ever so lightly, but just as he pressed it a little, Rong Xu suddenly widened his eyes and said to him, word for word, “You actually bought another five thousand albums?! Qin Cheng! Get over here!!!”

The attempt to secretly open the door instantly ceased. Under his lover’s angry roar, a certain man instinctively raised both hands in a gesture of surrender.

Rong Xu: “…”

Qin Cheng: “…”

Rong Xu raised an eyebrow at him. Qin Cheng calmly lowered his hands: “What happened, Xiao Xu?”

Rong Xu snorted, looking at the man before him with a half-smile. After scrutinizing him for a moment, he said, “I really didn’t expect that even while attending the opening ceremony tonight, you could still buy five thousand more albums. Orange Goddess, weren’t you chatting with several directors and producers all this time? And even then, you could buy albums and post about it online… to show off?!”

Highly displeased with the word “show off,” Qin Cheng reflexively wanted to correct it to “express affection,” but as the words reached his lips, they changed to: “I don’t know what you’re talking about, Xiao Xu.”

This was a man who wouldn’t shed a tear until he saw his coffin.

Rong Xu leaned one hand on the door, cornering the man against the wall. Although he was a few centimeters shorter than the man, at this moment, Rong Xu had a firm upper hand over Qin Cheng. When he smiled through gritted teeth, Qin Cheng appeared calm and composed, but somehow seemed to lose his composure.

And then, as the young man spoke, the man’s confidence steadily dwindled.

“You rented out an entire movie theater and invited everyone to watch movies all day, huh?”

“…”

“You bought at least 500 DVDs of every TV series and movie, and you posted them online to show off?”

“…”

“This time, you bought ten thousand albums at once… oh, right, including tonight’s, that’s fifteen thousand albums in total. My wealthy Orange Goddess, you’re really something.”

“…”

“When fans decided to visit the set, you gave 500,000. And for the ‘Lost Wings’ donation, you directly gave a million?”

Hearing this suddenly, Qin Cheng frowned slightly, and said seriously, “That was a charitable donation.” 

The implication being that this was not squandering money, but rather distributing wealth ethically.

Rong Xu raised an eyebrow: “So, my Orange Goddess, you admit it? Do you want praise too?” 

Suddenly recalling a previous Weibo post he’d seen from the other party, Rong Xu chuckled, “Do you want kisses, hugs, and to be lifted high?”

Qin Cheng: “…”

This phrase was something Qin Cheng had learned from fans; he often saw fans online saying “we want Rong Rong to kiss, hug, and lift us high.” 

So, a few days later, Lotus Paste Orange Filling also posted on Weibo, casually mentioning kisses, hugs, and being lifted high, and he never expected Rong Xu to remember it.

Looking at the man’s calm, expressionless face, Rong Xu found it amusing, but on the surface, he still feigned anger. He scanned him up and down, teasing, “So, you don’t want kisses, hugs, or to be lifted high now? I saw you talking about it so naturally online…”

“I want kisses, I want hugs, I want to be lifted high.”

Hearing this suddenly, Rong Xu was stunned. Before he could react, he saw Qin Cheng looking at him with deep eyes, repeating earnestly, “Xiao Xu, I want kisses, hugs, and to be lifted high.”

His hoarse, sensual voice seemed to echo in his ears. Rong Xu’s heart pounded fiercely.

A moment later, he said with a faint smile, “Mr. Qin, you’ve completely abandoned your modesty. Now that you’ve admitted it, let’s have a good talk about how a gentleman disperses wealth ethically. Do you admit your mistake?”

Qin Cheng countered, “Xiao Xu, what mistake have I made?”

He didn’t expect the other party to ask that. Rong Xu thought for a moment: “You squandered money.”

But Qin Cheng said, “I didn’t squander money.”

Rong Xu immediately glared: “Fifteen thousand albums, isn’t that squandering money?”

“My money is your money,” Qin Cheng said with a serious expression.

Rong Xu couldn’t help but laugh: “Why are you suddenly so reasonable?”

Qin Cheng earnestly argued: “I bought your albums. I spent money, and your earnings increased.”

But this argument didn’t hold up for Rong Xu: “I only get a portion of the profit. Most of the revenue goes into costs, and some goes to the company.”

Qin Cheng suddenly realized: “I have shares in the company, Xiao Xu. We made money again.”

Rong Xu: “My math wasn’t taught by a P.E. teacher!!!”

This level of trickery couldn’t fool Rong Xu. 

Qin Cheng lowered his eyes and said nothing more. Rong Xu wasn’t in a hurry, still smiling at the other party. However, slowly, he saw Qin Cheng raise his fingers and gently loosen the already open collar of his shirt.

The white shirt collar opened wider, and the dim light shone from above, casting a faint shadow on his skin. His slender, lean fingers, like white jade, lightly rested on his collarbone. When those fingers trembled slightly, Rong Xu involuntarily looked over, seeing the pads of his fingers gently caress the skin.

Qin Cheng slowly leaned down, stopping beside Rong Xu’s ear. His voice was like a sigh, carrying a husky, mature undertone: “Back to the original topic… Xiao Xu, Orange Goddess will teach you how to make love, okay?”

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind: He’s trying to change the subject, it’s too much, I can’t let him continue. 

Rong Xu quickly lifted his head, but before he could speak, he saw Qin Cheng reach up and sweep the stray hairs from his forehead back, looking at him with deep eyes.

That cold and elegant face was illuminated by the warm yellow light. The extremely close distance allowed Rong Xu to almost clearly see the tiny fine hairs on the other’s face. Qin Cheng slightly lifted his chin, his fingers moving downwards. After a few continuous “clacks,” his shirt buttons were roughly unbuttoned by himself, revealing his flat skin.

“Xiao Xu…”

The deep, magnetic voice softly echoed in the room, mixed with a hint of an elusive smile. Rong Xu’s body trembled abruptly. Looking into the man’s deep, dark eyes, he subconsciously wanted to speak and stop him, but his throat was very dry, and he couldn’t say anything.

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Qin Cheng turned his head, nestling close to Rong Xu’s neck, gently inhaling. 

His fingers caressed the other side, rubbing the youth’s fair skin, but his lips didn’t actually touch the other’s neck; instead, they were an almost imperceptible distance away, exhaling warm breath. 

Rong Xu felt as if the man was kissing his neck, yet also as if he wasn’t. Only warm breaths gently sprinkled on his sensitive neck, making his legs soften, and Qin Cheng hugged him tightly.

The next moment, a hot, burning kiss sealed Rong Xu’s lips. Both closed their eyes, deeply immersed in kissing each other. 

The man skillfully pried open the young man’s teeth and entered, his rough tongue quickly licking the other’s mouth, rubbing against the sensitive cavity walls. Rong Xu involuntarily let out a beautiful moan. Qin Cheng held his young lover tightly with one hand, pressing him firmly into his embrace.

Qin Cheng frantically seized the sweet saliva. Rong Xu felt as if all the air in his lungs had been taken away. 

He desperately wanted to breathe through his nose, but his nostrils were filled with a faint yet mellow scent of wine. The small amount of wine drunk at the banquet finally took its intoxicating effect at this moment.

Rong Xu seemed to have forgotten how to kiss, how to breathe. He could only tilt his head back, letting the man relentlessly steal his air.

 The feeling of suffocation left his mind blank, with only endless pleasure, following this violent and terrifying kiss, transmitting along his nerve endings to the depths of his soul. The entire world was empty of others; there was only this man, only him! He was kissing his soul.

When Rong Xu felt as if he was about to die, the kiss abruptly ended. All sensations reached their peak at that instant. He went completely limp, collapsing into Qin Cheng’s arms.

Rong Xu gasped for air, his face flushed from the peak of pleasure he had just reached, panting against Qin Cheng’s shoulder. A cold finger gently hooked his chin. Rong Xu raised his eyes, looking at the other man in a daze.

Rong Xu probably didn’t know what a beautiful sight Qin Cheng was witnessing at this moment.

This young man said he couldn’t seduce, but with just a slight smile, he was the ultimate aphrodisiac for Qin Cheng, making him utterly unable to resist. And now, with his eyes hazy, filled with tears, looking at Qin Cheng with those clear, watery eyes, just one glance was enough to make Qin Cheng harden instantly, wanting nothing more than to press the young man onto the bed and do what they loved most.

“You’ve learned seduction… Xiao Xu, you do it better than me.”

Rong Xu gradually caught his breath, somewhat unclear about what Qin Cheng was saying.

In fact, what Qin Cheng did was merely textbook moves. He had filmed so many movies and worked with so many se-xy and hot actresses; how to seduce someone was something he could conjure countless scenarios for with just a closed eye. 

However, those were just theories. In practice, his young man didn’t need to do any of that; he was already enough to drive him mad.

Qin Cheng directly picked up the still-weak-legged young man and strode towards the bedroom. He didn’t turn on the lights. He gently placed his lover on the edge of the bed, then walked to the window and suddenly pulled open the curtains.

In an instant, bright and clear moonlight streamed into the room through the floor-to-ceiling window. Looking out, only the Spree River flowed gently. This hotel, located in the suburbs, sat on the top floor of the city, overlooking the entire dark landscape.

By the moonlight, the bedroom finally had a little light, but Rong Xu still couldn’t clearly see Qin Cheng’s face. He watched the man walk step by step towards him, kneel on one knee, gently kiss his fingers, and then a low, mellow voice sounded: “Tonight, Xiao Xu, I will serve you.”

Throughout the entire night that followed, Rong Xu experienced, for the first time, Qin Cheng’s unique form of seduction. That cold, powerful masculine hormone filled the entire room. There was no hint of feminine charm or allure, yet Qin Cheng’s se-x appeal was intoxicating.

Tiny, fragmented kisses fell on the young man’s fingertips, then moved up his slender knuckles. Rong Xu sat on the edge of the bed. 

From his angle, looking down, he could see Qin Cheng’s tall, chiseled nose. The man had his eyes closed, earnestly kissing his fingers, then moved to his sensitive wrist. Rong Xu let out an involuntary low moan. Qin Cheng raised his body and gazed at him intently.

Rong Xu’s eyes trembled slightly. Neither spoke, but Qin Cheng slowly pressed his young man onto the bed.

“Xiao Xu, leave it to me.”

Rong Xu’s throat tightened. After a long moment, he softly hummed in affirmation.

Qin Cheng skillfully untied Rong Xu’s tie and blindfolded him. The world plunged into complete darkness at that moment; even the moonlight was gone. Rong Xu lay on the bed, seemingly hearing a soft breath near his right ear.

“Qin… Qin Cheng?”

The next moment, his small earlobe was fully enveloped in a mouth, making Rong Xu’s body tremble: “Ah!”

His already sensitive body became a hundred times more so in the darkness. Rong Xu clearly felt his earlobe being forcefully licked, bitten, and sucked. The subtle pleasure accumulated in the darkness, making him tremble all over, only able to emit fragmented moans.

His shirt buttons seemed to have been undone, and he felt a chill on his chest, likely from contact with the air. Goosebumps covered him entirely. Although it was July and the air conditioning was on in the room, it wasn’t cold at all, yet Rong Xu felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

“Hmm… Ah…”

The person was still licking and biting his earlobe, a wonderfully comfortable feeling. Rong Xu’s eyes widened, but all he saw was still darkness. Suddenly, his right nipple was pinched, making Rong Xu’s body jerk, and his voice abruptly rose.

“Ahhh…”

As pleasure was amplified a hundredfold, the rough pads of the fingers also became exceptionally distinct.

The kisses moved down from his earlobe, lingering on the young man’s neck. At this point, Rong Xu was completely lost in desire, his legs tightly locked, trembling all over from the pleasure. When a tongue kissed his other nipple, he suddenly cried out Qin Cheng’s name, but Qin Cheng didn’t answer at all, only biting down harder.

“Aaaah Qin Cheng… Qin Cheng mm… Qin Cheng!”

The world seemed to contain only himself; the man said nothing at all, making Rong Xu feel an even greater sense of forbidden pleasure.

The red nubs on his chest stood hard, as if waiting for the man’s suckling. 

But after just one bite, the man moved directly downwards, ignoring those crimson pearls, letting them harden further in the air. 

This feeling of being neglected was both uncomfortable and agonizing. 

Rong Xu gasped for air, but Qin Cheng’s hand quickly pulled down his belt and expertly stripped off his pants. The young man’s lower body was already fully erect, clear fluid continuously overflowing from the small opening, almost soaking his underwear.

Rong Xu instinctively locked his legs, but Qin Cheng separated them with both hands. His legs were folded into an “M” shape. In a place Rong Xu couldn’t see, the man gazed deeply at his lover’s clean member. The next moment, he suddenly swallowed it whole.

“Aaaaahhhh…”

The man began to suck and release, each time trying to go all the way to the base, then fully releasing to the tip. The intense pleasure climbed from his lower body up his tailbone. The rough tongue would fiercely lick the sensitive tip of the young man each time, then suddenly swallow it down his throat. Rong Xu gripped the sheets in pleasure, crying out loudly: “Qin Cheng… aaah… there mm…”

“So good… mmm ah…”

Lustful squelching sounds echoed in the room. One of the man’s hands supported the young man’s lower body, while the other began to gently explore downwards. T

he two had done this many times before and were intimately familiar with each other’s bodies. The small hole was already somewhat moist. Qin Cheng’s finger hadn’t even entered yet, merely rubbing the opening, and he could feel the small hole twitching little by little.

The man’s fingers caressed the delicate skin around the opening, while his mouth swallowed and released the young man’s erect se-x toy. Rong Xu moaned loudly. His front was being swallowed in a tight, hot place, and his back was constantly being rubbed and teased. He was so aroused that tears nearly overflowed from his eyes; he could only clench his teeth, but he couldn’t suppress his sounds.

“Mm… aaah ha… go in, go in…”

“I’m almost there… I can’t take it…”

“Qin… aaaaaah!!!”

A finger suddenly plunged into the small hole, pressing unhesitatingly against the prostate. In an instant, the intestinal wall convulsed frantically, as if trying to strangle the man’s finger. Hot semen was also ejaculated at the same time, all entering the man’s mouth.

His one hand remained firmly inside the climaxing small hole, pressing against the prostate, while the other arm wrapped around his young lover, and he then fiercely kissed him. 

Rong Xu was still immersed in extreme pleasure. He hazily kissed Qin Cheng, sucking his own semen. As they kissed, Qin Cheng’s fingers began to move.

“Mm… mm-mm…”

The fingers mimicked the motions of se-xual intercourse, thrusting quickly within the small hole. Wet, sticky fluid gradually secreted from the depths of the passage, slowly flowing downwards, wetting Qin Cheng’s fingers. Rong Xu lay limp on the bed, his lips slightly parted, sweet moans spilling from his mouth.

“Ahh… Qin Cheng… there, there… mm aaahhh…”

Squelching sounds continued relentlessly, but Qin Cheng remained silent. The entire room was filled only with the youth’s enchanting sounds and the lewd squelching. Rong Xu felt his five senses disappear further; sight was gone, hearing was gone, only touch remained, stimulating him like crazy.

The small hole had been rubbed soft enough, greedily sucking and biting the finger. Qin Cheng suddenly placed both hands on Rong Xu’s waist, turning him around. Rong Xu then knelt on the bed, his chest against the duvet. Before he could fully understand what was happening, suddenly, a hot object probed his back hole.

“Aaaaahhh…”

That wet tongue frantically thrusted in and out of the small hole. The tongue was hotter and more agile than a finger, licking the hot intestinal wall, pressing against every inch of flesh inside. Rong Xu was almost lost in pleasure. This was the first time they had reached such a peak of pleasure since they started making love. Only touch, magnified a hundredfold, was so pleasurable it was unbearable.

“Qin… mm… ah… with me… aaaah…”

“Talk to me… ahh…”

“With me… ah so good… there… quick… so comfortable…”

His back entrance was being silently licked by the man, while his front was being continuously stroked by the other’s hand. Pleasure came like waves, one after another. His eyes, hidden beneath the blindfold, were gradually losing focus. The hot small hole also twitched violently, seemingly indicating the approach of another climax.

At this moment, the tongue suddenly withdrew from the small hole. In the silent darkness, Rong Xu was hazy and confused, not understanding what had happened. However, the next second, a hot, firm object pressed against his back and forcefully plunged in!

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhh…”

The small hole was not fully expanded, but so many acts of lovemaking had already made this sensitive hole familiar with the man’s size. The thick penis plunged all the way in, pressing tightly against the young man’s prostate. 

Rong Xu screamed, about to ejaculate, but Qin Cheng suddenly pressed down on his urethra, blocking the ejaculation this time.

His voice now carried a hint of a whimper. Rong Xu moaned softly and meaninglessly. The man’s shaft was thrust into his back entrance and didn’t move, as if getting used to something, or perhaps enduring something. Even now, Qin Cheng hadn’t made a sound, which made Rong Xu even more sensitive.

After enduring for a while, just as the young man impatiently arched his back, the man suddenly began to thrust. He pulled his penis out to the entrance of the hole in one go, then suddenly plunged it back in. The flesh frantically squeezed and ground the hot penis. Whenever the other thrust in, it eagerly met him.

Every piece of flesh rejoiced as it was pushed open by the hard shaft, then slowly came back together. The rough shaft rubbed against the sensually sensitive intestinal wall. Sticky, clear intestinal fluid flowed like a broken dam, pouring downwards.

By this point, Rong Xu was too overwhelmed to speak. 

Physiological tears soaked the tie covering his eyes. His body was already at its peak of sensitivity; every time they made love, he felt like he was going to die from pleasure. 

This time, Qin Cheng deliberately covered his eyes and even refused to speak to him, forcing him to focus entirely on the pleasure radiating from his rear.

Lewd and beautiful flesh was penetrated again and again, then emptily begged the shaft not to leave. 

Rong Xu had never experienced such pleasure. His back entrance clearly outlined the shape of that object. The veins on it pulsed incessantly. The object was so hot it felt like it would melt him, and all he could do was lie on the bed, feeling himself engulfed by an ocean of pleasure.

“Aaaah… quick…”

“Harder… mm aaaahhh…”

The compounding pleasure overwhelmed the young man’s senses. 

He heard the man beneath him finally let out a muffled groan, as if encouraged. 

Rong Xu leaned down, trying his best to kiss the other’s lips. Where their bodies connected, wet sounds echoed continuously. The shaft thrust violently into the small hole, squeezed and ground by the intestinal wall.

Each thrust of the shaft rubbed against the swollen prostate, then plunged deeper, sending waves of pleasure into the young man’s mind. 

His back had been thrust into hundreds of times. The front of his penis was already fully erect against the man’s lower abdomen, wetting the other’s abdomen with pre-ejaculatory fluid.

“Aaaaahhhh… I’m there… ahaahhhh…”

When the shaft plunged deep again, Rong Xu groaned loudly, and then, finally, he came. From his hot little hole, a scorching liquid also spurted from deep within, all onto the tip of the man’s penis. The flesh convulsed wildly. Qin Cheng’s body trembled, and he too, instantly ejaculated.

Semen shot into the depths of the intestine. 

The scalding heat made Rong Xu’s whole body tremble. He dazedly rested his chin on Qin Cheng’s shoulder, his lips quivering, a bewildered look on his face. 

This climax lasted too long. 

Qin Cheng held the young man tightly in his arms, feeling the flesh still convulsing in climax, continuously squeezing his penis. He had already awakened from his climax, but perhaps because the stimulation this time was too intense, Rong Xu was still lost in the prolonged climax, his eyes hazy.

When the restless intestinal wall finally settled down, Qin Cheng slowly withdrew. Semen mixed with intestinal fluid flowed out entirely, wetting an entire sheet down the young man’s fair thighs.

Seeing his young lover still dazed, Qin Cheng slightly curled his lips. 

He lifted him by the waist and carried him to the bathroom. Even after he had cleaned Rong Xu and changed the sheets, Rong Xu still stared blankly ahead, his gaze unfocused, as if he hadn’t fully recovered.

That last session was too intense. 

Qin Cheng looked at his dazed lover and suddenly felt a little remorseful. He embraced the young man’s slender waist and softly called “Xiao Xu” a few times, but Rong Xu didn’t answer.

His handsome brows furrowed slightly. Qin Cheng pecked Rong Xu’s lips and whispered, “Just this once, no next time.”

Hearing this, Rong Xu suddenly raised his head slowly, and his pupils gradually focused.

Qin Cheng was slightly surprised: “Xiao Xu?”

The next moment, Rong Xu leaned forward and buried his face in Qin Cheng’s chest. 

Completely unprepared for such a reaction after the other regained consciousness, Qin Cheng was about to ask in surprise when he heard a husky, soft voice muffled: “Next time… next time, let’s try again. Just now… it felt really good.”

After a brief moment of surprise, Qin Cheng curved his thin lips and hugged his lover even tighter. 

They didn’t do it a second time, falling asleep in each other’s arms. After all, the previous session had left Rong Xu’s legs slightly trembling until he fell asleep. Every time the man touched him, his sensitive body made him involuntarily moan.

Contentedly holding his young lover, Qin Cheng closed his eyes and drifted into dreams. 

Before falling asleep, he thought that his future se-x life was completely secured, absolutely blissful, and happy. But he never expected that the moment he opened his eyes, he would see the shy young man who had buried his face in his chest last night, now sneering and gently slapping his face.

Qin Cheng: “…”

E…EXM?!

Rong Xu snorted, coldly saying, “Orange Goddess, you still haven’t explained your extravagant spending!”

After all that, how can he still remember?!!!