Hooker Uncle Xing

Yun Che had a long sleep and didn't wake up till midnight. He found himself in a spacious room, wearing pajamas. Several lamps shed soft light on him, and his wounds had already healed. He got baffled and turned over. Xing Feng's face was right before his eyes. He was sleeping soundly. Yun Che now realized that he was in the Southwest Base with his sister…

Sister! Thinking about his sister, Yun Che rose up at once.

"Fuck! Let me go!"

An arm suddenly reached over, held his waist, and dragged him back. Yun Che was caught unprepared and he wholly fell on another body. Xing Feng had woken up. He raised another hand and stroked Che's face: "You look much better now."

After being carried back, Yun Che had already fainted. He didn't wake up even when Xing Feng was bathing him.

"Let me go! I'm looking after my sister!"

Yun Che tried to escape, but Xing Feng clung to him tighter: "Don't worry. She is recovering. The doctor was giving her a blood transfusion. She had an excessive loss of blood and might sleep till tomorrow. She will return to health soon."

Light-system superfunction was not omnipotent. It could heal the wound, but could not make up for the lost blood.

"Really? That's great."

Yun Che should be happy, but now he was so weak that he could only throw himself in bed.

Leaning against the bed, Xing Feng lit a cigarette and put it in Che's mouth, and then he lit another one for himself: "Why, too happy?"

"Yep."

Yun Che didn't reply much. He sucked deeply and blew smoke rings. When Yun Yao was dying, his world almost collapsed. Now she got saved, he was busy rebuilding it.

"Che, be mine."

"What?"

They smoked in silence for quite a while. Suddenly, Xing Feng said something. Yun Che, who had just calmed down, now got surprised again: "What? I didn't catch it."

Yun Che thought it must be his illusion. Be mine? That was such a straightforward invitation.

"I know you caught it."

Xing Feng put out the cigarette and held Che in an iron grasp: "Do not run. Be mine. Never say no."

He wasn't inviting causally. He got very interested in him the first time they met, and the second encounter was even more attracting. He made certain of his love for him in today's battle. Although he was never a believer in love, he had to admit that the kiss with Che was extremely stirring. He felt proud and could not help but smile when Yun Che was strong; his heart went broken when Yun Che was sad. He knew that deep in his heart, he wanted him.

"What a domineering man! Why would you ask me if I cannot say no?" Yun Che was strongly moved, but he pretended to be stubborn.

"That's very me, and you like it, don't you?"

Xing Feng raised his brow, and took a bite of Che's lower lip. The lips rubbed against each other, and Xing Feng, sometimes, would reach the tip of his tongue and licked Che. Hot and humid, that was a tropical kiss.

After a while, Yun Che escaped and drew his arms out of him: "Enough…Too early…"

Bad guy. He would definitely be savored inch by inch if he didn't refuse in time.

"Haha…You are right. We still have a lot of time…"

Xing Feng dragged him to his chest, and stroked Che's pricking crop. Xing Feng was more than satisfied. Perhaps Yun Che was exactly the one he looked for from before the doomsday till after.

"Have you decided? Look at me, I am a man! I have neither boobs nor hip. There are many beauties waiting to marry you. If you like men, try Xiu Jie. He is very good-looking and you two make a good match."

Yun Che broke away from him, and pointed at himself. He was indeed moved, but he was not prepared for love. He was afraid of being hurt again.

"All I want is you."

He held Yun Che in a fixed gaze. His tone was soft, but his words were convincing. Yun Che was stunned. After a while, he sat with his arms around his knees and sighed: "Remember what I told you? I am okay with simple sex, but I want nothing deeper."

Yun Che was not stupid, and he knew Xing Feng's love for him long since. He was also attracted by him. However, he was so deeply hurt in previous life that he dared not try love now.

Xing Feng saw through him: "You don't want? You dare not want! I don't know who has hurt you. You just have to remember this: I am not those Tom, Dick or Harry. I am serious. Think about it."

After that, he got out of bed. This was the first time for him to make advances to others, but he was refused. He was kind of disappointed, but he would not give up.

Staring at his receding figure, Yun Che sighed. If it were anyone else that made this invitation, he would reject without hesitation. However, for Xing Feng, he could not…

"Alright…Let it be…"

The sprinkler in the bathroom got silenced. It seemed that Xing Feng had finished bathing. Yun Che waited and wanted to wash himself. He still wanted to see his sister and Hei Yu. Hei Yu had curled up into a little puppy…Yun Che was again upset.

Xing Feng went out, wiping his wet hair. Seeing Yun Che's sad face, he was also upset.

"I will prepare the clothes for you."

He pretended to be relaxed, giving Yun Che a flick on his forehead. Then he sat cross-legged on the sofa. His robe was not tied and his muscles were exposed. He was very high but not frighteningly sturdy. A little muscles in moderation only added to his attractiveness. Yun Che took a peep at him, and was nearly shocked out of nosebleed.

Xing Feng noticed that, and smiled a seducing smile. Then he took off the robe, wearing nothing but black underpants. His cock was wrapped in the pants, seeming to be preparing for an attack. The graceful lines, the muscular chest and well-built legs together made him an irresistible lure.

"Pah…"

"Be mine and these will all be yours."

Xing Feng patted his chest shamelessly.

"Emmm…"

He was selling his body! Yun Che said nothing. He smiled evilly and stroked him from his chest to his belly, the white fingers tracing the lines of the muscles. Another hand was now on Xing Feng's legs, rubbing and patting. Xing Feng intended to tease Yun Che, but conversely, he was now teased by him. He was seized by stupor and gasped for breath.

However, right at that time, Yun Che stopped and rushed to the bathroom, leaving Xing Feng burning with desire.

"You bastard."

Xing Feng's cock already stood up, but he could do nothing but sigh. He sat back on the sofa and stared at the ceiling. He smiled. Yun Che was such a special man. He would spare no effort to get him. He was not only willing but also enjoying racking his brain on him.