[A sharp-tongued, honest, high-energy top x a down-and-out beauty, a flirtatious queen bottom]
At a private party, Cheng Ye finally got to sleep with Lu Xinglan, a rich young master.
The man had delicate features, a lean waist, and impeccable technique. He fulfilled all of Cheng Ye's fantasies about a sugar daddy.
Unfortunately, his luck was bad. Lu Xinglan was a fake, and one who'd been thrown out of his home, at that.
On the very night Cheng Ye had packed up and prepared to pass himself off as a kept lover, ready to climb the social ladder, Lu Xinglan showed up outside the dark basement apartment Cheng Ye rented. With nowhere else to go and a battered suitcase in tow, he begged Cheng Ye to take him in, crying inconsolably.
Cheng Ye stared at him for a long moment, unable to believe it. "Did your family... go broke?"
Lu Xinglan sniffled and choked out, "They kicked me out..."
Cheng Ye: "..."
And with that, his dream of marrying into a wealthy family was shattered.
Cheng Ye didn't manage to land a wealthy catch, but Lu Xinglan got to move into his basement for free. The fake young master had nothing except his pretty face.
Cheng Ye gave Lu Xinglan a month to find a job.
But every time, Lu Xinglan came back looking utterly dejected.
Until one day, Cheng Ye couldn't take it anymore. He hauled him off his shabby little bed and snapped, "How much longer are you going to freeload here?"
Lu Xinglan looked at him with helpless, watery eyes.
Cheng Ye glanced at the pale collarbone Lu Xinglan had accidentally exposed. His throat bobbed, and the words he was about to use to scold him abruptly caught in his throat.
Lu Xinglan took the opportunity to climb onto him, pressing his lips close to Cheng Ye's ear as he softly asked, "Want to do it?"
Cheng Ye hesitated briefly.
Lu Xinglan slipped a fingertip inside his collar. "Consider it rent."
The next second, Cheng Ye pinned him down and devoured him.
After getting a taste of the good life, Lu Xinglan changed his tactics and found all sorts of ways to lure Cheng Ye into bed.
From once a week at first, to once a day, then at all hours of the day and night, he became a pool of spring water, winding around Cheng Ye, enveloping and soaking him until he had completely taken control...
One night, Cheng Ye impatiently grabbed his ankle, ready to get down to business. Lu Xinglan braced a foot against his shoulder and said tiredly, "Not tonight."
Cheng Ye panted, "What about tomorrow?"
"Not tomorrow, either."
"Then when?"
Lu Xinglan lifted his head and smiled at him, like a fox who'd had his fill. "Depends on how you behave."
2025.4.14
Theme: True love above all
