In front of the mirror, the man brazenly kissed the young man.
And the young man’s hand, pressed against the man’s chest, tightened slightly, the delicate fingers turning a bit pale from his grip.
The man’s clothes on his chest also wrinkled from his grip, giving the appearance of a bit of disarray.
It’s as if he’s resisting something.
However, the young man didn’t push the man away but obediently let the other kiss him.
Being so obedient made one tempted to go further.
Sometimes, being obedient didn’t bring gentle treatment; instead, it aroused a sense of dominance or cruelty deep within.
The man’s kisses became even more intense. He only released Ruan Qing when the other seemed a bit breathless, shifting his gaze slightly downward.
The young man’s suit jacket was unbuttoned, draped loosely over him, while the shirt inside was buttoned all the way up and adorned with a tie.
The skin below the slender neck was all covered by the shirt, giving off a strong sense of restraint, making one want to tear off the obstructive clothing.
The man’s eyes darkened. He lowered his head, lightly kissing the corner of the young man’s mouth, then slowly moving downward.
He bit down on the tie he neatly tied himself, softly biting until it fell to the ground.
Then he bit down on the first button of the young man’s shirt.
The material of the shirt wasn’t bad, but being bitten and pulled by the man, the button was directly torn off.
After the button came loose, and one fell off, the collar, no longer constrained, opened slightly to the side, but it wasn’t considered excessive.
It’s just the appearance of a normal person wearing a shirt, after all. Many people didn’t like to button the first button of their shirts.
However, on the young man, it’s different.
Due to the open collar, half of the collarbone was exposed, while the other half was tantalizingly hidden within the shirt, creating even more room for imagination.
Wishing to catch a glimpse of the scenery beneath the shirt.
So, after biting off the first button without mercy, the man descended again and ruthlessly bit off the second button of the young man’s shirt.
The young man’s shirt opened up a bit more. The fair and smooth skin was half-revealed under the light, with a delicately enticing neckline and alluring collarbone.
With just a few glimpses of skin, the man’s breath caught, and his gaze became even darker.
Clearly, it’s just unbuttoning two buttons, yet it inexplicably stirred a hint of darkness in the depths of one’s heart.
After all, the young man was too obedient, allowing ‘him’ to do as he pleases. It’s as if he won’t refuse anything, even if being taken advantage of.
Perhaps, even if treated harshly, he would just look at ‘him’ with red eyes, seemingly resigned and helpless.
The young man, probably due to nervousness and embarrassment, had a blush on his fair skin, making him look incredibly radiant.
Looking from top to bottom, one could vaguely see the fair and porcelain-like skin adorned with a pink hue, even displaying a charming blush due to exposure to the air.
Eliciting a sense of dominance from the depths of one’s heart, a desire to leave more marks on the young man.
The man’s deep gaze was filled with aggression and oppression, much like a predatory wolf eyeing its prey.
Uncomfortably, Ruan Qing bit his lower lip, feeling the urge to lower his head in embarrassment and also to push away the man in front of him.
Ruan Qing was uncertain about his own feelings, as his body acted before his thoughts, pushing the man away directly and then turning around to tidy his clothes.
However, the man didn’t give him a chance to escape, pulling him into an embrace from behind and restraining his wrists, preventing him from adjusting his clothes.
The man’s chin rested on the young man’s shoulder as they both stood before the mirror. Watching the young man’s reflection, the man’s husky voice carried magnetism and a certain hoarseness. “Wife, you’re truly beautiful.”
The two still stood in front of the mirror, their images reflecting clearly. Ruan Qing instinctively wanted to lower his head, avoiding his own reflection in the mirror.
However, the man deliberately held onto the young man’s chin, compelling him to lift his head.
In the mirror, the young man merely had two buttons of his shirt undone, something that wouldn’t be an issue even if he went out like this.
But at this moment, the young man’s eyes were red at the corners, mist swirling in his beautiful eyes, and his delicate face was tinged with crimson.
Due to the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye and the slightly tilted phoenix eyes, it seemed as if he was lost in chaotic passion, deeply immersed in desire.
It made people unable to resist letting their thoughts wander, perhaps more than they should.
The position of the two was dangerously provocative and shame-inducing, as if the man from behind was doing something excessively intimate to him.
The scene appeared excessively lascivious and over the top, crossing into a realm of extreme sensuality.
However, Ruan Qing was acutely aware that he wasn’t succumbing to desire.
The current posture was merely a result of him experiencing a lack of oxygen from being kissed by Brother Qi just now.
He was resisting.
It should be delightful to engage in intimate acts with one’s beloved, but he resisted Brother Qi’s kiss, resisted his embrace, and resisted what might happen next.
This seemed to be more than just a simple fear of marriage.
He clearly deeply loved Brother Qi, and he had wanted to marry Brother Qi since childhood.
If Brother Qi knew about his thoughts, he would surely be upset.
After all, Brother Qi also loved him so much.
Ruan Qing’s gaze fell on the handsome face of the man, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. Did he really love Brother Qi so much?
Perhaps he just mistook familial affection for romantic love, treating Brother Qi as a sibling. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have only called him Brother Qi for so many years, unable to even say ‘husband.’
He was unwilling to use any other endearing terms. If Brother Qi found out that he just considered him a brother...
Wait, endearing terms?
Ruan Qing’s self-blaming thoughts suddenly stopped.
Brother Qi... what was his name?
Qi Yunshen?
No, that’s not it.
Qi something?
Ruan Qing suddenly couldn’t remember Brother Qi’s full name.
Even if he only called him Brother Qi since childhood, he shouldn’t forget it. But he just couldn’t remember.
Apart from the surname Qi, he even felt that his past memories were somewhat hollow and faded.
Strange, too strange.
Was he sick? Alzheimer’s or some other memory-related illness?
Ruan Qing quickly did some calculations in his mind and arrived at the correct result within the expected time. It was evident that his computational abilities were impeccable.
In other words, it couldn’t be a brain injury.
...Was his memory the issue?
If it’s a sickness causing forgetfulness, he would forget most things. But he remembered a lot of things in his mind.
About Brother Qi.
It’s only about Brother Qi; all other memories had become extremely blurry.
Moreover, those memories about Brother Qi made him feel no sense of reality at all.
It’s as if he just quickly skimmed through a novel, unable to recall any details or immerse himself in it.
Utterly false.
False to the point that even though he’s about to get married, he felt no trace of happiness.
False to the extent that he couldn’t even recall Brother Qi’s name.
And even if he genuinely forgot, he shouldn’t be so resistant and repulsive towards the person he loved the most.
True love was not something that could be easily forgotten with amnesia because memory involved more than just the brain.
Many organs in the body had instinctive memories, like the heart.
But Ruan Qing was not just resisting in his brain; his entire being was resisting.
Even the unease and fear in the depths of his heart had deepened.
His body seemed to fear the man behind him.
There’s no need for further thought; there must be something wrong with his memory.
The man behind him was not his lover.
He just didn’t know what method the man used to implant false memories into his brain.
So, what’s the purpose?
To deceive for money? For physical pleasure?
Probably... for physical pleasure, considering today was the wedding day.
Ruan Qing’s gaze fell on the man’s incredibly handsome face. With looks like these, it seemed unnecessary to deceive for physical pleasure; plenty of people would willingly approach him.
But the man’s deep eyes carried a suppressed desire, indicating that he had that kind of intentions towards him.
Ruan Qing was momentarily uncertain, but as long as it’s fake, there would be loopholes.
In front of the mirror, the man brazenly kissed the young man.
And the young man’s hand, pressed against the man’s chest, tightened slightly, the delicate fingers turning a bit pale from his grip.
The man’s clothes on his chest also wrinkled from his grip, giving the appearance of a bit of disarray.
It’s as if he’s resisting something.
However, the young man didn’t push the man away but obediently let the other kiss him.
Being so obedient made one tempted to go further.
Sometimes, being obedient didn’t bring gentle treatment; instead, it aroused a sense of dominance or cruelty deep within.
The man’s kisses became even more intense. He only released Ruan Qing when the other seemed a bit breathless, shifting his gaze slightly downward.
The young man’s suit jacket was unbuttoned, draped loosely over him, while the shirt inside was buttoned all the way up and adorned with a tie.
The skin below the slender neck was all covered by the shirt, giving off a strong sense of restraint, making one want to tear off the obstructive clothing.
The man’s eyes darkened. He lowered his head, lightly kissing the corner of the young man’s mouth, then slowly moving downward.
He bit down on the tie he neatly tied himself, softly biting until it fell to the ground.
Then he bit down on the first button of the young man’s shirt.
The material of the shirt wasn’t bad, but being bitten and pulled by the man, the button was directly torn off.
After the button came loose, and one fell off, the collar, no longer constrained, opened slightly to the side, but it wasn’t considered excessive.
It’s just the appearance of a normal person wearing a shirt, after all. Many people didn’t like to button the first button of their shirts.
However, on the young man, it’s different.
Due to the open collar, half of the collarbone was exposed, while the other half was tantalizingly hidden within the shirt, creating even more room for imagination.
Wishing to catch a glimpse of the scenery beneath the shirt.
So, after biting off the first button without mercy, the man descended again and ruthlessly bit off the second button of the young man’s shirt.
The young man’s shirt opened up a bit more. The fair and smooth skin was half-revealed under the light, with a delicately enticing neckline and alluring collarbone.
With just a few glimpses of skin, the man’s breath caught, and his gaze became even darker.
Clearly, it’s just unbuttoning two buttons, yet it inexplicably stirred a hint of darkness in the depths of one’s heart.
After all, the young man was too obedient, allowing ‘him’ to do as he pleases. It’s as if he won’t refuse anything, even if being taken advantage of.
Perhaps, even if treated harshly, he would just look at ‘him’ with red eyes, seemingly resigned and helpless.
The young man, probably due to nervousness and embarrassment, had a blush on his fair skin, making him look incredibly radiant.
Looking from top to bottom, one could vaguely see the fair and porcelain-like skin adorned with a pink hue, even displaying a charming blush due to exposure to the air.
Eliciting a sense of dominance from the depths of one’s heart, a desire to leave more marks on the young man.
The man’s deep gaze was filled with aggression and oppression, much like a predatory wolf eyeing its prey.
Uncomfortably, Ruan Qing bit his lower lip, feeling the urge to lower his head in embarrassment and also to push away the man in front of him.
Ruan Qing was uncertain about his own feelings, as his body acted before his thoughts, pushing the man away directly and then turning around to tidy his clothes.
However, the man didn’t give him a chance to escape, pulling him into an embrace from behind and restraining his wrists, preventing him from adjusting his clothes.
The man’s chin rested on the young man’s shoulder as they both stood before the mirror. Watching the young man’s reflection, the man’s husky voice carried magnetism and a certain hoarseness. “Wife, you’re truly beautiful.”
The two still stood in front of the mirror, their images reflecting clearly. Ruan Qing instinctively wanted to lower his head, avoiding his own reflection in the mirror.
However, the man deliberately held onto the young man’s chin, compelling him to lift his head.
In the mirror, the young man merely had two buttons of his shirt undone, something that wouldn’t be an issue even if he went out like this.
But at this moment, the young man’s eyes were red at the corners, mist swirling in his beautiful eyes, and his delicate face was tinged with crimson.
Due to the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye and the slightly tilted phoenix eyes, it seemed as if he was lost in chaotic passion, deeply immersed in desire.
It made people unable to resist letting their thoughts wander, perhaps more than they should.
The position of the two was dangerously provocative and shame-inducing, as if the man from behind was doing something excessively intimate to him.
The scene appeared excessively lascivious and over the top, crossing into a realm of extreme sensuality.
However, Ruan Qing was acutely aware that he wasn’t succumbing to desire.
The current posture was merely a result of him experiencing a lack of oxygen from being kissed by Brother Qi just now.
He was resisting.
It should be delightful to engage in intimate acts with one’s beloved, but he resisted Brother Qi’s kiss, resisted his embrace, and resisted what might happen next.
This seemed to be more than just a simple fear of marriage.
He clearly deeply loved Brother Qi, and he had wanted to marry Brother Qi since childhood.
If Brother Qi knew about his thoughts, he would surely be upset.
After all, Brother Qi also loved him so much.
Ruan Qing’s gaze fell on the handsome face of the man, with a hint of complexity in his eyes. Did he really love Brother Qi so much?
Perhaps he just mistook familial affection for romantic love, treating Brother Qi as a sibling. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have only called him Brother Qi for so many years, unable to even say ‘husband.’
He was unwilling to use any other endearing terms. If Brother Qi found out that he just considered him a brother...
Wait, endearing terms?
Ruan Qing’s self-blaming thoughts suddenly stopped.
Brother Qi... what was his name?
Qi Yunshen?
No, that’s not it.
Qi something?
Ruan Qing suddenly couldn’t remember Brother Qi’s full name.
Even if he only called him Brother Qi since childhood, he shouldn’t forget it. But he just couldn’t remember.
Apart from the surname Qi, he even felt that his past memories were somewhat hollow and faded.
Strange, too strange.
Was he sick? Alzheimer’s or some other memory-related illness?
Ruan Qing quickly did some calculations in his mind and arrived at the correct result within the expected time. It was evident that his computational abilities were impeccable.
In other words, it couldn’t be a brain injury.
...Was his memory the issue?
If it’s a sickness causing forgetfulness, he would forget most things. But he remembered a lot of things in his mind.
About Brother Qi.
It’s only about Brother Qi; all other memories had become extremely blurry.
Moreover, those memories about Brother Qi made him feel no sense of reality at all.
It’s as if he just quickly skimmed through a novel, unable to recall any details or immerse himself in it.
Utterly false.
False to the point that even though he’s about to get married, he felt no trace of happiness.
False to the extent that he couldn’t even recall Brother Qi’s name.
And even if he genuinely forgot, he shouldn’t be so resistant and repulsive towards the person he loved the most.
True love was not something that could be easily forgotten with amnesia because memory involved more than just the brain.
Many organs in the body had instinctive memories, like the heart.
But Ruan Qing was not just resisting in his brain; his entire being was resisting.
Even the unease and fear in the depths of his heart had deepened.
His body seemed to fear the man behind him.
There’s no need for further thought; there must be something wrong with his memory.
The man behind him was not his lover.
He just didn’t know what method the man used to implant false memories into his brain.
So, what’s the purpose?
To deceive for money? For physical pleasure?
Probably... for physical pleasure, considering today was the wedding day.
Ruan Qing’s gaze fell on the man’s incredibly handsome face. With looks like these, it seemed unnecessary to deceive for physical pleasure; plenty of people would willingly approach him.
But the man’s deep eyes carried a suppressed desire, indicating that he had that kind of intentions towards him.
Ruan Qing was momentarily uncertain, but as long as it’s fake, there would be loopholes.
