The sky-blue embossed qipao had decorative buttons on the front; it could only be worn properly by fastening the zipper at the back.
Wen Jing helped zip him up, and only then was Bai Mu Ning fully dressed.
However, the slit on the qipao was too high, and the sides of the ribs were connected by fishnet fabric, making Bai Mu Ning suddenly feel a bit cold.
He hunched his shoulders slightly, unsure whether it was from the chill or nervousness.
“How do you plan to seduce me?” Wen Jing asked in a calm, serious tone, his hand wrapping around Bai Mu Ning’s ankle and toying with it.
As his ankle was grasped, a ticklish sensation spread from the spot all the way to Bai Mu Ning’s heart.
He tried to pull away, but Wen Jing’s grip was strong, giving him no chance to escape.
As his ankle was lifted higher, the slit of the qipao could no longer conceal anything.
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Jyk Yw Lkdt rydknjle, vaukdt elprlayvlzu vs nshla bkxplzq. “R… R esd’v jdso!”
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Mblsalvknyz jdsozletl oyp wplzlpp; raynvknl oyp vbl sdzu oyu vs tykd vawl wdelapvydekdt.
Gp Eld Kkdt aykple bkp ydjzl bktbla, Jyk Yw Lkdt’p cseu zlydle cynjoyae, yde bkp blyavclyv iwknjldle. Tl pwrrsavle bkxplzq okvb csvb yaxp, kdnbkdt cynj y zkvvzl. “Kkdt-tl, nyd usw zlv ts sq xl qkapv?”
Mbl cwadkdt tygl qlzv zkjl xszvld zyhy, plyakdt lhlau kdnb sq bkp pjkd, yde vbyv watl vs qzll pwatle sdnl xsal.
Jyk Yw Lkdt poyzzsole dlahswpzu, vlzzkdt bkxplzq vs pvyu nyzx, vbyv vblal oyp dsvbkdt vs cl yqayke sq.
Jwv Eld Kkdt eked’v alzlypl bkx; bl pkxrzu zssjle yv bkx, oykvkdt qsa bkx vs nsdvkdwl prlyjkdt.
G zktbv jkpp zydele sd bkp ydjzl, yde Jyk Yw Lkdt’p blyav kdpvydvzu oldv kdvs rydkn. Wkzvbu, bl vbswtbv. Tso nswze bl jkpp vblal? Zlv, yv vbl pyxl vkxl, yd kdlmrzknyczl vbakzz sq rzlypwal olzzle wr kdpkel bkx.
It felt as if he had become the master, able to give orders freely to the person before him.
Bai Mu Ning found it hard to handle. Clearly, he was the one being controlled, yet Wen Jing gave him the illusion that he still held the power to do whatever he wanted, deliberately confusing him.
This old fox really knew what he was doing. Was he afraid Bai Mu Ning might get scared and run away?
That must be why he used such gentle guidance; to lure, to tempt, to confuse him.
But the tactic truly worked. Bai Mu Ning was completely under his control.
“Do you need me to teach you?” Wen Jing asked softly, then bit lightly at the rounded bone of Bai Mu Ning’s ankle.
Bai Mu Ning was completely entranced, his ability to think numbed. He relaxed against the back of the sofa, his mind hazy and unfocused. He could no longer think at all.
Wen Jing’s kisses didn’t linger on the ankle for long. They moved upward, leaving faint bite marks along his calf muscles.
Finally, they stopped at his thin thigh muscle; the new territory Wen Jing chose to conquer.
Bai Mu Ning thought that Wen Jing must have been a dog in his past life; otherwise, how could he bite so well?
He didn’t even use much of his teeth; just the perfect coordination of teeth, lips, and tongue that made resistance impossible.
His “lifeline” sprang to life, showing off its strength arrogantly, yet it didn’t even take much before he was already melting away.
Wen Jing once said he was weak, and it wasn’t without reason. He truly wasn’t as composed or restrained as Wen Jing was. It was quite shameful for a man, honestly.
Maybe he really should go see a urologist!
When liquid splashed onto Wen Jing’s face, he wiped it off and said, “So fast? You should’ve drunk some of that medicinal tonic I simmered the other day. It might’ve helped a bit.”
Was he looking down on him?
Bai Mu Ning, feeling guilty and flustered, gave Wen Jing’s chest a soft kick. “Don’t make fun of me.”
He didn’t have much strength to begin with, and now he had even less; the kick to Wen Jing’s chest didn’t hurt at all. It only felt like a light scratch.
Wen Jing caught his ankle again, this time pulling it toward himself. “You were too impatient. The lesson has only just begun.”
What? Only just begun?
Bai Mu Ning instantly wanted to back out. Couldn’t they just stop here?
As if seeing through his thoughts, Wen Jing wrapped an arm around his waist, not giving him any chance to escape.
“This time, no matter what, I won’t let you go.”
As the warning fell, the next moment, Bai Mu Ning completely lost both the chance and the will to run away.
Before being with Wen Jing, Bai Mu Ning only knew that the tongue was used for speaking, chewing food, and tasting flavors.
Under Wen Jing’s actual teaching, Bai Mu Ning discovered a whole new world. It turns out the tongue could also be used to please one’s partner.
And not just please, he could serve so well that his partner was nearly driven to collapse.
The hem of his qipao grew damp, and Bai Mu Ning tugged at it in disgust, even wanting to change clothes. But Wen Jing didn’t give him the chance, scooping him up and carrying him into the bedroom.
Lying on his back on the bed, he heard Wen Jing say, “Baby, am I doing a decent job as your teacher?”
The moment that word baby reached his ears, Bai Mu Ning felt them burn hot like fire. How could Wen Jing call him that? It was against all the rules.
His face flushed red as he stayed silent, but inside, the word baby left him dizzy with sweetness.
He was Wen Jing’s baby; someone who was truly cherished by another.
Wen Jing lifted the hem of the qipao slightly, his expression serious. “Baby’s nightwear is beautiful.”
“But this part is even more beautiful.”
What this part referred to was obvious. Bai Mu Ning’s face flushed crimson as he tried to cover himself.
“Stop talking.”
“Stop talking about what?” Wen Jing deliberately feigned ignorance. “Baby, what don’t you want me to say? Be a little clearer.”
Bai Mu Ning was far too embarrassed to answer. His cheeks burned, his heart thudded violently, and in a rush, he threw himself at Wen Jing; arms wrapping around his neck in an embrace, one hand covering his eyes. “Don’t look at me.”
His thick eyelashes brushed softly against Wen Jing’s palm. Soon, Wen Jing said, “Alright, I won’t look.”
“Then close your eyes.”
Wen Jing obediently closed them. When Bai Mu Ning no longer felt the flutter of eyelashes beneath his hand, he finally relaxed.
He loosened Wen Jing’s tie and used it to blindfold him, then said with satisfaction, “Now you can’t see. From this moment on, you’re not allowed to look, and you’re not allowed to speak.”
He bit gently on Wen Jing’s earlobe and whispered, “Jing-ge, now it’s my turn to practice.”
Pushing Wen Jing down, Bai Mu Ning began imitating his earlier moves, attempting to please him in return.
But the gap between them was obvious. What came easily to Wen Jing proved to be quite difficult for Bai Mu Ning.
Even though he tried to make Wen Jing melt the same way, the results were entirely different. Bai Mu Ning’s reaction came easily, but Wen Jing’s response was slow.
At moments, Bai Mu Ning even started to doubt himself. Was he doing it wrong?
His mouth began to ache, his jaw strained as if it might come loose.
Unable to continue, Bai Mu Ning could only turn to Wen Jing for help.
“What should I do?”
Wen Jing’s eyes were still covered. He reached out to touch Bai Mu Ning’s head, speaking with gentle patience. “You could consider using another way.”
“What way?”
Wen Jing pulled him close, his hand sliding down to the base of Bai Mu Ning’s spine; the meaning was clear without words.
“If you don’t want to, I won’t force you.”
The towering mountain before him showed no sign of resting. Lying against Wen Jing’s chest, Bai Mu Ning whispered softly, “It’s in the bedside drawer, you can get it yourself.”
“What is?”
Sometimes, Bai Mu Ning truly thought Wen Jing was unbearably wicked. He clearly knew everything, yet still forced him to say it aloud.
He really was bad. Completely, utterly bad.
“Forget it if you don’t know. I’m not falling for that.”
But Wen Jing didn’t let him move. Holding him down gently, he asked, “Then, can I see you now?”
The tie still covered Wen Jing’s eyes, leaving him blind. Bai Mu Ning didn’t remove it for him and instead said, “You can.”
Wen Jing took his wrist and guided it to his head, coaxing softly, “Baby, will you help me take it off?”
At first, Bai Mu Ning didn’t want to help but after Wen Jing called him baby, how could he bring himself to refuse?
Obediently, he loosened the tie and tossed it aside, meeting Wen Jing’s gaze, his eyes of a wild beast.
But after only a few seconds, Wen Jing restrained the possessive heat in his eyes and said in a commanding tone, “Baby, can you help me get what’s inside the drawer?”
Why couldn’t he get it himself? Was the bedside drawer really that far?
Yet once again, under the spell of that word baby, Bai Mu Ning yielded and obediently went to fetch it.
The item was tossed onto the bed. Wen Jing unzipped the back and asked, “When did you buy it?”
“A couple of days ago.”
“Do you know how to use it?”
Bai Mu Ning stammered, his eyes dodging. “Just… use it like that, how else would you use it?”
Wen Jing started teasing him again, but Bai Mu Ning wasn’t about to fall for it easily. He snorted, “If you don’t know how to use it, just throw it away.”
The qipao slipped off his shoulders. Wen Jing bit down on the patch of skin there and said, “Throw it away? What a waste. It’s only worth it if we use it.”
As the words fell, Bai Mu Ning felt a wave of dizziness, his entire being like a devout believer, once again kneeling in reverence before the bed.
Others worship Buddha; he worships the bedhead. It was all thanks to Wen Jing.
The last time, that wild man mastered the art of gentleness, completely dismantling Bai Mu Ning’s defenses, letting him sink into the moment.
Wen Jing’s hands had improved a lot, thanks to Bai Mu Ning’s relentless daily care.
The rough surface had gradually become soft and smooth, something he could feel firsthand.
After what felt like an eternity, the patient hunter finally began to savor his prey. He gripped Bai Mu Ning’s waist, nibbling at the back of his neck, embarking on a different kind of exploration.
Bai Mu Ning felt like he was going mad, like he was dying. Every nerve felt like it was being torn apart by hand, his rationality crumbling in an instant.
He was like a climber scaling a snowy mountain, each step overwhelmed by surging emotions that made him break down and cry. Yet his guide, far from gentle, pushed him to keep climbing toward the highest peak.
Wen Jing showed no mercy. The man who had been tender and patient moments ago had now completely lost control, treating him as his exclusive prey, unwilling to let go. Only possession and conquest could satisfy him.
“Wen Jing… Wen Jing…” Bai Mu Ning’s voice grew hoarse as he called out Wen Jing’s name.
Wen Jing pressed down on the back of his neck, not responding, only occasionally pausing to grumble, “I don’t like you calling me by my full name. Change it.”
The commanding tone sent a chill through Bai Mu Ning, who obediently switched to a new address. “Jing-ge… Jing-ge, I’m done tempting fate. Let’s call it quits for today!”
The qipao was torn to pieces, hanging in tatters on his body.
Bai Mu Ning regretted his reckless behavior. Who said Wen Jing couldn’t handle it?
He was more than capable.
Wen Jing slipped back into the role of a gentle guide, coaxing him, “Baby, just hold on a little longer.”
He called me baby, so I’ll hold on a bit more.
Bai Mu Ning buried his face in the pillow, letting his guide push him to climb toward the highest peak.
He thought enduring it would mean victory, that he could finally rest. But the man guiding him for the first time had tasted the thrill of being in control and refused to stop, coaxing him again and again to keep going.
As dawn broke, Bai Mu Ning saw the first ray of sunlight, and the man behind him finally collapsed onto him like a massive boulder.
Bai Mu Ning thought with relief, It’s finally over.
—
Bai Mu Ning slept until six in the evening, finally woken by hunger.
He could barely move, only able to croak out a call for that old rogue, Wen Jing.
“Jing-ge…?”
Wen Jing pushed the door open, already anticipating Bai Mu Ning’s needs, carrying a tray of food.
Bai Mu Ning could only lie face down, letting Wen Jing feed him.
There were plenty of ingredients added to the porridge, and Bai Mu Ning thought that Wen Jing wasn’t entirely a scoundrel. At least he knew to make something nourishing for him.
“Are you feeling okay?”
Bai Mu Ning gave a cold snort and burrowed into the blanket. “Not at all. Hmph. You may leave now. I’m going back to sleep.”
After Wen Jing left and the door closed, Bai Mu Ning pulled out his phone to play a game for a while.
He had slept the whole day, so of course, he couldn’t fall asleep again. The reason he sent Wen Jing away was simply because he didn’t want to see him right now.
Every time he saw Wen Jing, his mind couldn’t help but recall everything that had happened, and it made him feel embarrassed.
When he opened his phone, he saw a message from Zhuang Yumian, asking, “Aren’t you supposed to be at work today? Why didn’t you show up?”
Bai Mu Ning had thought he’d be fine to go in, but he had clearly overestimated himself.
He would probably need to rest for a few days.
After replying to Zhuang Yumian, Bai Mu Ning noticed a text from an unknown number.
[Bai Mu Ning, I’m going abroad. Let’s meet one last time!]
He didn’t even have to guess. The sender was Jiang Qingci.
If he was leaving the country, what was the point of meeting again?
Then suddenly, Bai Mu Ning remembered the day he was kidnapped. The call Jiang Qingci had made to Zhou Chao that had provoked him. Anger flared up in his chest.
If Jiang Qingci wanted to see him, fine; he would go.
Jiang Qingci had deceived him once; there was no way he would let him off easily this time. Bai Mu Ning wanted to strike him where it hurt most. Otherwise, Zhou Chao’s death would have been for nothing.
So he sent a reply. Once Jiang Qingci messaged back with the time and location, Bai Mu Ning closed the chat and opened his game.
thanks for the chapter!!