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Chapter 68

Be good, my ass! Xiang Han glared at him furiously. But his reddened eyes, filled with tears, simply carried no sense of threat.

Shen Ze's breath grew even heavier and he finally couldn't hold back any longer. He roughly prepared Xiang Han once before thrusting into the soft and hot cavern.

Xiang Han teared up from the pain, letting out muffled sobs; Fuck, his technique was indeed too lacking. It hurt too much!

Shen Ze's eyes narrowed in satisfaction and he quickly reached the heights of pleasure, savouring the taste of this meal he had painstakingly prepared.

On the other hand, Xiang Han was like a small boat floating in a big, stormy sea, forced to rise and fall with each wave, unable to escape. Till the end, he felt his waist was about to break and his tears couldn't stop flowing.

Late at night, the sounds coming from the room gradually died down. The little ball gag in Xiang Han's mouth had disappeared a long time ago but nonetheless, he didn't feel like speaking at all. His entire body felt as though it had just been steam-rolled over; he didn't even have the energy to lift a finger.

Shen Ze laid on top of him, his breath gradually growing steady. After a moment, he turned over and stuck tightly to Xiang Han. Then, he held the other's hand and brought it to his lips for a peck.

Feeling an itch coming from his fingers, Xiang Han's senses gradually returned and turned his head to glare at him.

Shen Ze knew he was in the wrong as he moved up to gently kiss him, so as to comfort him.

But Xiang Han turned away to avoid him, wearing an extremely aggrieved expression as he began to settle their debts, "Speak, how long have been planning this?"

"Not long, only a month." Shen Ze honestly confessed before continuing to approach him.

Xiang Han raised his hands to push him away, furiously spitting, "You didn't even ask me before, how could you just...just..."

Shen Ze took his hand and put a finger in his mouth, murmuring, "You're like an ostrich. If I don't act first, would you? Moreover, you clearly enjoyed it very much..."

"Who said so? Your techniques are so lousy!" Xiang Han exploded.

Shen Ze's teeth bit down, almost snapping his finger.

"Lousy?" He looked up, his tone growing unfriendly, "Then, why did you cry out in excitement?"

"That was... from the pain!" Xiang Han's tone sounded slightly unconfident. In the beginning it really did hurt, but after a while... cough cough.

Shen Ze had an extremely gloomy expression for a long time. He suddenly grabbed Xiang Han's calf, saying, "Since that's the case, let's practise a few more times."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Xiang Han panickedly kicked him in fright, making his waist ache, and he instantly grimaced.

"No way." Shen Ze dragged him back once more, his tone moody, "This matter concerns your future happiness. We must conduct thorough research."

Xiang Han kept dodging like his life depended on it and compromised, "Ok, ok, your technique is passable, passable."

"Just passable?" Shen Ze frowned, clearly wanting to continue this research.

Xiang Han hurriedly clutched at the blanket and hugged it to his chest, frantically correcting himself, "No no no. It was very good, extremely good!"

Shen Ze was finally appeased, gathering Xiang Han along with the blanket into his arms. Then, he began to talk nonsense in an upright tone, "Although you were very satisfied, there's no end to learning. I will continue to work hard."