Translator:@anhnguyen12332

This is my CHRISTMAS PRESENT to you, my dear!

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Xia Yao tore out his pillow from underneath and used it to create a barrier between Yuan Zong's head and his own. However, Yuan Zong not only ceased his irritating moves, but carried on being persistent. He used his arm as a pillow for Xia Yao, which meant Xia Yao was being embraced from head to toe.

Xia Yao gave up thrashing about, and gave Yuan Zong the cold shoulder, letting him hug his body. That'd better make him embarrassed!

Yuan Zong laid his chin on top of Xia Yao's head, his gaze meticulously drawing repeatedly over the well defined lines of Xia Yao's face, to finally breath into his ear.

"So beautiful." (T_T)

Yuan Zong has never given random compliments, never mind using degree words like "too", "so", "such"... That was why Shi Tian Biao accepted the deduction from his salary in return for Yuan Zong's compliment. If he truly considered something extraordinary from the bottom of his heart, then that trait must be too good to be true.

Xia Yao was going to ignore him, but the moment Yuan Zong opened his mouth, his stubble accidentally scratched against Xia Yao's neck, raising chills all over.

Afraid that Yuan Zong would discover his sensitivity and pressuring him more boldly. So Xia Yao sneakily shifted his weight a bit, scolding in the process.

"Because you spend your days with a bunch of rough men, your aesthetic sense has been twisted. There are tons of people out there with my looks."

"You're wrong." Yuan Zong cut in.

Xia Yao particularly desired to shout: Fine, whatever, can you please stop rubbing against me?!

As soon as he twisted an inch, Yuan Zong's chin would chase behind, giving him the feeling of a million ants at his neck. To hide from the embarrassment, Xia Yao could only keep on shifting, trying to keep the conversation going.

"You like me...because of my looks?"

The instant these words left his mouth, Xia Yao mentally slapped himself. Fucking hell, what am I talking about? Stupidly saying these sickening cheesy words, aren't I falling right into the fish net?

Yuan Zong made no move to hide his manly instincts, and used his large hands to gentle careless Xia Yao's face, replying, "I fell for you the moment my eyes settled on you, do you need any other reason?"

It somewhat felt like Yuan Zong's fingers were made of fish scales, wherever they touched that place would start to itch, almost breaking Xia Yao's limit. Xia Yao quickly pinned his wrist down, uneasily said, "Then... I have this cousin who's even more handsome than I am. What's more, he is actually into these stuff with men, would you like me to introduce him to you?"

Yuan Zong calmly replied, "I'm a sniper, my love only has one mark, a clear hit, and cannot be changed."

"Don't you at least have the heart to ask your mark if they want to be hit or not!"

Yuan Zong nonchalantly said, "Have you ever met someone who wants to be killed by a sniper?"

Having said so, he twisted out of Xia Yao's grip, hardheadedly smoothing over his skin.

Xia Yao was going to go crazy, stupid bastard wouldn't listen to reasonable explanations. Fine, if you want to talk nonsense then be my guest, just don't reach over here with those dirty claws! Xia Yao wasn't afraid of anything, except for being tickled, as well as people knowing he was ticklish. He was trying to hold in laughter and tears that would explode any minute now. Act natural, stay calm so he'll pull his hands back. But before Yuan Zong has given up, Xia Yao has given in, "Screw you! Stop groping me!"

Oh shit! With that one outburst, he has outed himself to Yuan Zong.

So it seems that I can get a reaction even by touching your face, so I'll continue to touch you!

Ah ah ah ah...hair all over Xia Yao's body stuck up. He can't win against Yuan Zong in combat, neither does humiliation work with Yuan Zong's thick skin. Being stuck between a rock and a hard place, one can't use force but has to fall back on his brains.

Xia Yao turned around and snuggled into Yuan Zong's elbow, mournfully wailing.

"I'm so tired!"

Indeed, this cover worked amazingly as Yuan Zong's sharp gaze assessed Xia Yao's pouty face being buried into his arm, silently thinking: Are you wheedling me?

Can any man resist such gentleness? Least of all was Yuan Zong, who was already so deeply in love that a smile from this boy would melt him to the bones.

Just as Yuan Zong ceased his teasing, Xia Yao immediately fought back while his defenses were down. Your Grandmother!

The consequences of a split second decision was that Xia Yao was forced back into Yuan Zong's embrace, held down by a large frame, a hand languidly moved all over sensitive spots on his body. Yuan Zong tickled Xia Yao until he had him screaming, rolling around the bed, his small towel fell off which resulted in Xia Yao's little birdie flinging from side to side. Face beetroot red, Xia Yao punched the bed covers as he begged for mercy.

"Stop...Stop messing around."

"If you turn to face me then I won't tease you anymore."

The moment Xia Yao flipped over, Yuan Zong instantly pecked him on the lips, "You rascal, you..."

The stare of a bodyguard has the ability to raise chills, especially that of their leader who is ex-special forces. Words that Xia Yao was about to spew out got caught in his throats as four eyes locked together. Their two faces were only an inch apart, if one was to pucker his lips, he would be able to kiss the other person.

Yuan Zong darkly asked, "You have really kissed before?"

Xia Yao fell silent, neither admitting nor dismissing the notion.

And it was due to this second of hesitation that lit a fire inside Yuan Zong's chest. With a single breath he crashed his lips to Xia Yao's, his tongue raiding the insides. In comparison to last time when it was hasty, Yuan Zong's movement was much slower this time. He used his tongue to evade Xia Yao's mouth, licking, sucking, searching for that warm liquid.

Because of limited experience in the field of kissing, Yuan Zong's techniques were still lacking, but because his tongue held such power that techniques weren't necessary. It fiercely assaulted, twisting against Xia Yao's tongue, powerful and brutal.

At first, Xia Yao had every intention of fighting back, but then he just felt so tired, like he had just ran a marathon, his whole body turning to mush. All that was left was rhythmic breathing.

Excitement bubbled within Yuan Zong, the hand resting on Xia Yao's back glided further south where plains of delicate flesh ignited a fire in his groin. Yuan Zong couldn't prevent his itching fingers from feeling every inch of sensitive skin, caressing between their glued chests, his calloused fingers hungrily pressing on Xia Yao's hardened nipples, feeling the body underneath shiver.

Yuan Zong didn't just stop there, how could he? With a twist of the wrist, the pressing turned into flicking - flicking back and forth on those red peas.

Xia Yao's waist shook with force, a suppressed groan finally breaking out. He held onto Yuan Zong for his dear life, his two hands at his chest pushed then shoved. The once sweet kiss has turned violent, like a process of fighting for dominance and Xia Yao was nothing less than a poor dog which had its tail stepped on.

Finally, Yuan Zong parted from Xia Yao's swollen lips, "Such sensitive tits."

Xia Yao angrily pulled on Yuan Zong's hair, reminding him, "Don't fucking call them 'tits'?"

Yuan Zong smirked, "What's the difference between 'Tits' and 'nipples'?"

Xia Yao turned purple as his chest huffed rapidly, enabling those red hard peas to flash in front of Yuan Zong's line of vision.

Yuan Zong stared longingly, then whispered into Xia Yao's ear, "I want to lick your nipples."

A shiver ran through Xia Yao's spine, and before he had time to react, Yuan Zong's lips were already at his neck line, an electric current went straight to his groins. But adversity brings wisdom, Xia Yao's arms immediately wrapped around Yuan Zong's neck, pushed his head into the other man's neck and pouted.

"Can we please stop? I want to... to go to sleep...ah...I'm too tired."

Reality has proved that this tactic worked every time, how ever bright the fire within Yuan Zong was blazing, it was still no match for Xia Yao's pleadings.

Taking advantage of this, Xia Yao hugged Yuan Zong a little tighter.

The hunger in Yuan Zong's eyes decrease by half, even the movement at Xia Yao's back ceased. He pulled the covers up to Xia Yao's neck, angering,

"Alright, alright, sleep."

It was only after both of their breathing had calmed down did Yuan Zong stand up to leave.

Xia Yao peeked through his squinted eyes to confirm that Yuan Zong had really left the room before sneakily pushed his hands towards his groins, checking himself.

Soaked...

Xia Yao bit down on his lips harshly as though to scold himself. The bed drape bunched up into the shape of a flower beneath his fisted fingers. (A daisy, maybe? hehe...)

Yuan Zong held his rock hard cock in his hand while visualizing Xia Yao's perky bottom being pounded from all different positions, swaying from side to side. The member between his fingers hardened dangerously to an unseen size that has the potential to scare off anybody. It took a long time before the speed of Yuan Zong's wrist increased, eyebrows furrowed, angry veins showed through the skin of his neck, along with that was rushed breathing, and then finally ending in hot white liquid spraying onto the wall...

Xia Yao was awfully exhausted, so when Yuan Zong left the toilet, he was already in deep slumber while giving Yuan Zong his back.

Yuan Zong stretched his neck out and softly whistled into Xia Yao's ears.

On hearing the noise, Xia Yao drearily turned his body towards Yuan Zong.

Yuan Zong slipped one arm around Xia Yao's waist, who unconsciously sneaked his warmth by creeping into his embrace.

The comfort didn't remain long before Yuan Zong had to climb out of the bed and into the toilet again. A night of repeatedly doing so five, six times, lasting until sunrise. And so within the bathroom continued to exist the smell of smoke and a manly scent that could not dissipate.

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Bwuahahahaha!!! I feel so sorry for Xia Yao! How is he actually gonna be able to deal with Yuan Zong's LONG LASTING stamina? :v

Grhhh, this is just the start, just wait until they REALLY get it on :v muahaha...but you'll have to wait for another 50 chaps ;)

Well, MERRY CHRISTMAS my dear readers! Hope you'll have the warmest Christmas with family and friends, and lots of presents from Santa Claus!

Love,

From Ann and the Team