Chapter 167 Part 3 (nsfw)

Extra: Ayer x Tang Part 10.3

As Tang Tingzhi’s body adapted to Ayer’s ccck moving inside him, the pain gradually numbed, replaced by increasingly unfamiliar and intense sensations. With each thrust from Ayer, Tang Tingzhi couldn’t help but emit low, husky moans. His body no longer felt like his own, how else was he able to experience such deadly sensations? That kind… that kind of pleasure that clung to his spine and grew wildly, igniting his entire body. What was happening to him? What had Ayer done to him?

His voice carried a sob, “Ayer, what are you doing? Why am I… Ayer, what have you done? What’s happening to me?”

Ayer growled hoarsely, “You’re amazing, everything about you… drives me crazy.”

With a forceful thrust, Ayer fiercely struck Tang Tingzhi’s sensitive spot, causing Tang Tingzhi to scream uncontrollably. His organ had an impulse to erupt. What was happening to him? Was this what sex was like? Or… was there something wrong with his body?

People always said that sex brings joy and pleasure, but what Tang Tingzhi was experiencing now was like being in heaven one second and in hell the next. He felt like he was floating and sinking in a river, sometimes floating ethereally and other times on the verge of drowning. This… this was what Ayer brought him. Ayer truly was the most extraordinary person in the world, always giving him unprecedented experiences.

Ayer’s large and thick shaft pounded Tang Tingzhi’s cave like a pile driver. Tang Tingzhi couldn’t help but emit intermittent moans. They were sweet and unimaginable, a sound that, in Ayer’s ears, was the most potent aphrodisiac in the world.

His golden hair was damp with sweat, strands clinging to his cheeks and forehead. His perfectly sculpted face displayed intoxicating focus and fervor.

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However, the soreness in his body told him that he was still alive. He turned his head, and Ayer was right beside him, with his heavy arm resting on Tang Tingzhi’s waist, his sleeping face carrying a hint of innocence.

Tang Tingzhi opened his mouth, but his throat was dry and painful, it was burning like fire.

Ayer woke up alertly, and his eyes immediately softened upon seeing Tang Tingzhi.

The two of them locked eyes for two seconds, and Tang Tingzhi’s face immediately turned red. His eyelashes trembled lightly, unsure where to look.

Ayer propped himself up, gave a faint smile, and affectionately kissed him, filled with tenderness and love. “You’re awake.”

Tang Tingzhi nodded. “I… ” His throat was too uncomfortable, so he couldn’t help but lick his dry lips.

Ayer got out of bed, and swiftly and skillfully poured a glass of water for him. His movements showed no traces of their passionate night.

He helped Tang Tingzhi up and fed him a glass of water.

After Tang Tingzhi finished drinking the water, he gently pulled the blanket over his own naked body and turned his head. “I want to record your…”

Ayer pressed his hand down. “You’re not allowed to record anything. Right now, you need rest.” Ayer touched his face, squinting slightly. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t control myself. You must be very uncomfortable right now.”

Tang Tingzhi nodded. “I am.”

Ayer ran his fingers through his hair, with a slightly remorseful expression. “I’ll get you something to eat?”

“I’m not hungry. I don’t want to eat. I’m not very clear-headed right now, and I’m afraid that if I wake up again, I’ll forget. Give me my laptop,” Tang Tingzhi’s tone carried a hint of negotiation.

Ayer had no choice but to hand him the laptop. Tang Tingzhi immediately perked up a bit. Despite the soreness in his limbs, he insisted on checking Ayer’s physical indicators and recording them one by one. Ayer noticed that he was uncomfortable sitting, so he simply held him in his arms and let him lean against him.

After twenty busy minutes, Tang Tingzhi finally filed all the data and put the laptop aside, relaxing as he lay on Ayer’s body.

Ayer kissed his ear, using his slightly hoarse voice to speak tender and intoxicating words. “When I woke up just now and the first thing I saw was you, I’ve never felt so fulfilled before.”

Tang Tingzhi nodded wearily, his head resting softly on Ayer’s shoulder. He whispered, “Very good. You are the first Dragon Blood Kin to pass the sexual impulse control training on the first try, very good.”

Ayer gently rubbed his waist. “I knew I could pass. How could I bear to let you get hurt?”

Tang Tingzhi was in great pain all over his body, and he felt drowsy again. However, he suddenly remembered something. “Ayer…”

“What?”

“Can you get my notebook for me?”

“Isn’t it right next to you?”

“No, not the laptop. I mean… that notebook.”¹laptop is called ‘notebook computers’ in chinese

Ayer realized and smirked. “Are you talking about the notebook that has all our stories written in it?”

Tang Tingzhi’s expression was somewhat embarrassed, but he still nodded.

Ayer got out of bed and brought it to him. Tang Tingzhi carefully held the notebook. “Don’t look.”

Ayer buried his face in his neck and mumbled, “I won’t look.”

Tang Tingzhi pulled his other arm free from Ayer’s grasp, held the pen, and earnestly wrote, “Ayer passed the sexual impulse control training. He is the first Dragon Blood Kin to pass on the first try. This is great. What happened between us last night goes beyond my knowledge and experience, and I don’t know how to summarize and conclude it.”

Tang Tingzhi looked at the words he had written and felt that they were too short, unable to describe even a fraction of his emotions. But he really didn’t know what else to write.

He stared at the notebook for a long time, completely unaware that Ayer had quietly lifted his head and was silently watching the tip of his pen over his shoulder.

Finally, Tang Tingzhi wrote one more line in the notebook, each word etching itself into Ayer’s heart. He wrote, “Ayer is incredibly gentle.”

Ayer held him tighter, and gentle kisses, like feathers, landed on Tang Tingzhi’s shoulder. A sense of happiness filled his entire body.

Tang Tingzhi closed the notebook and slowly nestled into Ayer’s embrace. Despite feeling physically uncomfortable, this moment felt good—very good, indescribably good. Besides “good,” he couldn’t find any other words to describe it.

Ayer softly said, “Since I passed this training, does this mean I can move freely?”

“Yes.”

“Then, give yourself a vacation. I want to take you on a trip, a honeymoon.”

“Honeymoon? Honeymoon refers to newlyweds…”

“I know what a honeymoon is. In my heart, we are already married. But if you want to have a wedding ceremony, I fully support it. The form doesn’t matter. What matters is that I absolutely want to go on a honeymoon with you, to go out and see the beautiful sceneries of this world together.”

Tang Tingzhi thought for a moment. “I need to report to Commander Li first.”

“Don’t you have the authority to arrange your own vacation?”

“No, what I want to report is that we’re married.”

Ayer chuckled mockingly. “Sure, go ahead and report.” He really wanted to see the expressions on the faces of those old men who were constantly arranging marriage partners for Tang Tingzhi when they found out that their ideal young man was marrying another man.

Tang Tingzhi yawned. “I suddenly feel sleepy again, how strange.”

“Then go back to sleep. I already washed you.” Ayer lay down while holding Tang Tingzhi, continuously kissing his forehead. “Sleep.”

Tang Tingzhi snuggled into Ayer’s arms, found a comfortable position, and mumbled, “Ayer, do I need to take sick leave?”

“Yep.”

“My work schedule has been disrupted because of you.”

“Yeah, that’s the price of marriage.”

“What? Really?”

“Really.”

“Then I…”

“No backing out.”

“But what if…”

“No what ifs.”

Tang Tingzhi fell silent for a moment. “Ayer, work is interesting.”

“I know, but I’ll make you realize the joy of being with me.”

“I already know. Working with you is also interesting.”

“Not work.” Ayer gritted his teeth. “I mean life.”

“Isn’t life work?”

“You blockhead. I’ll change you sooner or later.”

“How will you change me?”

“By turning you into someone who appreciates the joys of life.”

“If you want to teach me something, I’ll have to rearrange my…”

“Shut up. I want you to enjoy, not learn.”

Tang Tingzhi said somewhat resentfully, “Ayer, it seems like our marriage will face some differences. It’s common for newlyweds. There are specialized marriage counseling courses in the base, and I think we should learn from them.

Ayer bit his ear and smirked. “No need. If you don’t listen, I’ll do whatever it takes to make you listen.”

“Do? What are you going to do?”

Ayer pinched his butt. “Do you really want to know?”

Tang Tingzhi trembled. “No need…”

Ayer chuckled satisfactorily, not sure if he was saying it to Tang Tingzhi or to himself. “I will definitely change you, definitely.”

Tang Tingzhi let out a barely audible sigh, feeling a slight concern about his married life.

Ayer smiled contentedly as he nuzzled Tang Tingzhi’s back with his forehead. The areas where their skin touched felt unusually warm. Even without looking at each other, that warmth and happiness already surrounded them, forever warming their hearts.

[Extra: Ayer x Tang – END]