Chapter 47

Translator: Mosstree

Advisory: This chapter contains explicit content.

Chapter 47: I Can Bend For You

The apron and underwear on his body had already been torn off. Wei Han was pressed on the counter, and as Qi Zhifan entered in and went out, he felt the pain of having his body violently penetrated gradually leveling out, instead, replaced by a increasing pleasant feeling in his mind.

He turned Wei Han around to face him. At this time, Qi Zhifan particularly liked to observe the exceptionally sexy Wei Han, liked to see his slightly flush red lips, his dazed and hazy little eyes, his forehead drenched in sweat, and the unbidden tears flowing down from the corner of his eyes...Of course, he also liked to hear Wei Han groaning from time to time.

Qi Zhifan always liked to withdraw a third out and then mercilessly drive in. During the collision, Wei Han seemed to feel that the world was shaking. He was trembling all the while and could only use his legs to tightly wrap around Qi Zhifan’s waist. The sticky sounds of their bodies were constantly heard where they were joined. The liquid that flowed out slipped down Wei Han’s thighs, and several drops landed on the ground.

Suddenly, Qi Zhifan pulled himself completely out of Wei Han’s body. The inside of his body suddenly empty, Wei Han moaned in a trance when he felt this unbearable emptiness. He blinked his eyes and stared at Qi Zhifan, his mouth open with a stupid look. Qi Zhifan hooked his lips and smiled, and the next second, he fully slammed in to the hilt. Buried to the root, it reached the deepest and most sensitive point inside Wei Han.

“Ah ah ah!” Like a high-voltage current fiercely coursing through his body, Wei Han uninhibited screams rang out, and the white fluid sprayed on Qi Zhifan’s lower abdomen.

Then, in a flash, something exploded in Wei Han’s mind and it felt like he was floating in the clouds.

Then, not only did Qi Zhifan’s speed increase, but the intensity also increased unchecked. Every sensitive cell in Wei Han’s body was ruthlessly ‘taken care of’ by him, and even the most unbearable little bump had been specially serviced. Every time Qi Zhifan pushed in, he targeted that place, hitting it and causing Wei Han to burst into a shaking tremor.

Stimulated by the peculiar mixture of pain and pleasure, Wei Han sobbed and groaned, unable to restrain his writhing body covered in hickeys. Desperately leaning against his neck, he tremblingly catered to Qi Zhifan’s wanton ride.

Finally, Wei Han cried out again and was almost played to fainting. Qi Zhifan fiercely kissed him. He moved dozens of times before releasing it all at once in Wei Han’s body.

Finished tossing in the kitchen, Qi Zhifan then held Wei Han and carried him to the bath, and then to the bed...the whole Saturday, Qi Zhifan ‘ate’ to his satisfaction.

When Wei Han woke up on Sunday morning, his entire body didn’t have the strength to move. He didn’t even feeling like moving his fingers and only felt soft, as if he’d turned into a puddle. He couldn’t get out of bed at all, and could only lie in bed and be waited on by the Great Beauty Qi.

“Open up.”

Qi Zhifan held a bowl and scooped a spoonful of rice to Wei Han’s mouth. Wei Han smiled, ahh-hhm and swallowed it. Eating while watching the Great Beauty Qi was really ‘a feast for the eyes’. His appetite also increased.

As usual, every time Qi Zhifan this ‘main culprit’ tossed Wei Han, he would hand-feed him. However, there was a slight deviation today because the food was personally made by him.

In order to raise a big stomach king, foodie wife, Qi Zhifan was already aware that Wei Han couldn’t be the only who can cook. He himself would also ponder it over and slowly learn.

A meal of fish and meat finished, Qi Zhifan carefully brought in a bowl of sweet-stewed snow pear in the afternoon.

Wei Han was foolish for a moment. “Odd Trouble, this...”

“Still made by me. Try it and see.”

From the very beginning when he’d met Wei Han, the first time Qi Zhifan had a little bit of goodwill towards Wei Han was because Wei Han had personally made this to apologize, but had also hand-fed him.

This bowl of sweet-stewed snow pear reminded Wei Han of the ‘stupid black history’ that he didn’t want to recall. Suddenly ashamed, he hid and burrowed himself in the blanket, shaking his head in embarrassment, “Odd Trouble, it’s better if you drink it yourself. You have low blood sugar. Drinking this is good for you.”

“Well, I will drink it, but you also have to drink it for me.”

Qi Zhifan said this and then he took a sip in his mouth and caught Wei Han from the quilt, leaned over and kissed him.

The two people’s breaths mingled, lips and tongues intertwined, and the sweet taste of sugar swirled in their mouths, sweetness and happiness slowly seeping into their hearts...

In the evening, Wei Han took advantage of Qi Zhifan going downstairs to cook dinner to lie on the bed and secretly take out the hidden “Odd Trouble Grievances Record”. Taking a pen, he recorded some trivial matters in the record.

Why was it trivial? Because the original intention of this notebook had completely changed. The part where Wei Han was ready to abuse his love rival and slag brother in front basically wasn’t written. But starting from the last page, it was used to record the ‘good’ Qi Zhifan had done for him, and he’d already written more than half.

Now, this was slowly becoming Wei Han’s diary to record his cohabitation with Qi Zhifan: bit by bit, it recorded all of the warmth and sweetness that he’d never dreamed of.

Wei Han gradually realized that his impression of Qi Zhifan as a picky eater with a cold poisonous tongue, a fear of ghosts, and someone who put money above all else had morphed into a brave man willing to personally cook for him; sometimes a bit of a rogue in his lust and possessiveness; someone whose girlish heart would occasionally come out; and a childish, big vinegar king.

Wei Han wanted to keep this “Odd Trouble Grievances Record” hidden until one day, when they’re all old and grey, he’d turn it over to Qi Zhifan to read it together. Haha, it would certainly make him jump in fright.

Time flew and in the blink of an eye, it was also time for Chu Chuanyao to graduate and find a job.

Chu Chuanyao decided to interview at the Leng Group. He had a professional background in financial management and his professional knowledge was solid. His achievements were excellent in all aspects. He had also interned at two or three companies for a period of time before, so he wanted to work in the sales department. He wasn’t ambitious; at the beginning, he just wanted to be a small employee.

He’d already passed the first round of interviews previously. Today, it was said that the department manager of the sales department would come to conduct the second round of interviews. If he was successful, he could soon come to work here, so this interview was very important.

Chu Chuanyao was a bit nervous. Thinking that Wei Han had visited the corporate building of the Leng Group several times and was more familiar with it, Chu Chuanyao called him to come over.

Wei Han happened to have some free time and agreed. Even though he didn’t like Chu Chuanyao with the same feeling of ‘like’ as in his previous life, but he still had brotherly love for him. Sometimes, he was used to caring for and taking care of Chu Chuanyao.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Wei Han wore casual clothes since he wasn’t working today. When Chu Chuanyao was interviewing inside, he was waiting outside and silently praying for him.

But at the same time, he was a bit mystified: why did Little Yao come to the Leng Group? The Leng Group was so awesome, had high wages, and its employee treatment was also excellent. Every year, there was a pile of people trying to squeeze their head in and the competitive pressure was quite large.

Wei Han thought that Chu Chuanyao shouldn’t be in it for the money, then could it be that...

He suddenly thought of Leng Yan.

The second before, Wei Han just thought of Leng Yan. The second after, a pair of bright leather shoes appeared before his eyes. Wei Han looked up and saw, fuck incredibly, Leng Yan actually appeared.

Seeing Wei Han looking strange, Leng Yan slightly narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down, and then pulled out his cellphone and typed out on it【Recently, have you been excessively indulgent?】

Dang, what was this ah!

Wei Han face turned red and immediately tucked Leng Yan’s cell phone in his clothes. Hiding it well inside, he wryly smiled and said, “Six Hot, don’t ask me this question when you just open your mouth, okay?”

“Fine.” Leng Yan nodded and handed Wei Han a business card. He said faintly, “If you don’t feel well, go to see.”

Words completed, Leng Yan strode into the interview room.

Not understanding Leng Yan’s words, Wei Han looked down at the business card in his hand. Written on itーAnorectal Division, Dr. Li.

Wei Han: “......”

When Leng Yan walked in, it caused a stir inside. Not only the men and women who came in to interview, but also the department manager of the sales department and the other three interviewers were also surprised. They obviously hadn’t received a notice before that said the president would personally come to the interview.

With a glance, Leng Yan picked out Chu Chuanyao from among the crowd and beckoned at him. Chu Chuaynyao was flattered and stupefied for a moment before he hurried to trot over and stammered, “Leng...Mr. Leng, you...you’re looking for me?”

Leng Yan nodded and turned to the male manager of the sales department: “You continue.”

So, the unclear Chu Chuanyao was brought out by the expressionless Leng Yan, leaving behind the group of stunned other people to wonder what Chu Chuanyao’s background was and if it was a very strong backing.

Some people with sharp eyes recognized that Chu Chuanyao might have come to find their President Leng once previously.

In a moment, they came into Leng Yan’s office and he prepared to personally interview Chu Chuanyao while Wei Han and Little Wen stood on the sidelines.

The secretary, Little Wen, placed Chu Chuanyao’s personal resume and related materials on Leng Yan’s desk. Leng Yan simply flipped through it twice and said casually, “The cat from last time is still okay?”

“......”

Chu Chuanyao, who was waiting nervously for the first question, was instantly stupefied.

“......” Wei Han was also dumbfounded: Ah hey! Are you serious? This was an interview and not a casual chat.

Wei Han looked glumly at Little Wen and found that Little Wen next to him was calm, seemingly accustomed to their own president’s doing things not according to common sense.

Chu Chuanyao smiled and nodded, suddenly not nervous at all. “Yeah, Little White is very well-behaved.”

Leng Yan was expressionless, but there seemed to be a brightness in the depths of the dark eyes. Silent for a moment, he seriously asked the second question, “What is your zodiac? Blood type?”

“Uh...” although the questions were strange, Chu Chuanyao still answered honestly, “Pisces, Type O.”

Wei Han: “......”

What kind of questions were these? It should be clearly written on the resume.

This time, Leng Yan nodded with satisfaction. Seeing this, a hint of a ripple went through Chu Chuanyao’s heart. He seemed to suddenly tense up and slightly squeezed his fingers.

This little gesture didn’t escape Wei Han’s eyes. He knew that this was Chu Chuanyao’s shy reaction. Combined with his previous speculation, Little Yao toward Leng Yan, was this...the rhythm of his heart being moved?

“President Leng, do you have any other questions?” Little Wen reminded. Wei Han thought that this third question, President Leng Yan should ask a question related to sales, a proper question, right?

“Are you straight?”

Leng Yan’s face was indifferent. Not knowing what he was cooking, the other three people completely couldn’t calm down.

Chu Chuanyao clenched his hands, summoned up the courage and loudly said, “Mr. Leng, I...I think I can bend for you.”

Leng Yan: “......”

Little Wen: “......”

Wei Han’s face jerked a bit: fuck, actually just said it out loud like this! Little Yao, could you be more direct?

So, Leng Yan just asked three bizarre questions and Chu Chuanyao successfully passed.

Wei Han was speechless the entire time. He really didn’t understand what was in “Six Hot” mind. Anyway, it was impossible to understand his inner world with a human brain, haha.

“Big Brother Wei, Mr. Leng and I, do we have some place where we’re especially fitting?” Chu Chuanyao suddenly asked when they got out on the streets.

“This...” Wei Han thought carefully for a moment, “Your height difference is very meng.”

“......” Chu Chuanyao slightly knitted his brows, a bit distressed. “Big Brother Wei, if you want to say I’m short, then just say it.”

“I mean it.”

Leng Yan was 1.9-something meters while Chu Chuanyao was 1.7-meter. Wei Han felt that what he said was still quite reasonable.

“Big Brother Wei, you said before that you’d help me chase the person I like. Then can you help me chase Leng Yan now?”

“Uh...” only now did Wei Han recall that before, he’d comforted Chu Chuanyao and seemed to have said such words, hoping that a good man who really loved him would appear. Now, Little Yao obviously became bent because of Leng Yan, but how come he felt that it was strange somewhere?

“I’ll try my best.”

Wei Han remembered that Leng Yan once said that every time he fancied someone and had a little bit of goodwill and interest in the target, then that person he fancied would surely find true love a short time later and enter the marriage hall; the two people being happy for the rest of their lives.

And this time, don’t know, maybe Little Yao’s appearance could break Leng Yan’s cannon fodder curse?