After Redeeming the Obsessive Villain Again (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 20

The air grew increasingly sweltering. The water temperature seemed to turn even hotter due to their movements. Refusing to be licked away by saliva, the bath bubbles clung stubbornly to the collarbones. They drenched every inch of skin around Lu Yinshen’s Adam’s apple.

Short, difficult gasps escaped Lu Yinshen’s throat, sounding sexy and alluring. A sweet orange fragrance drifted through the air, the scent of the new body wash Yan Yi had recently purchased. On Lu Yinshen’s hazy, cold-white body, the orange scent intertwined with the aura brought by Yan Yi, clinging intimately until they were indistinguishable from one another.

Yan Yi exerted force with both hands, pulling Lu Yinshen tighter into his lap while struggling to steady his own breathing. Rose-colored marks instantly appeared at the collarbones. Amidst the suction, red blossoms bloomed across the neck like roses in full flare. They were seductive and enchanting.

The color was even more vivid than the marks on Yan Yi’s own body, yet they did not turn bruised. His bite was not heavy; it was simply that Lu Yinshen’s skin was too porcelain-white and fragile. The slightest pressure caused his body to flush red.

The crimson hue stalled at the Adam’s apple and did not spread elsewhere. Yan Yi extended the tip of his tongue to take the throat bead into his mouth, licking and kissing it. Increasingly ear-tingling gasps rippled against Yan Yi’s ear. The sensation was so tingling that Yan Yi felt the tip of his heart burning. As the mist evaporated into heat, Lu Yinshen felt as though he were about to lose his breath. His respiratory rhythm was disrupted, and he was unable to find the correct beat.

Perhaps the temperature of the bath was too comfortable, causing him to feel a bit lightheaded. His brain, clouded by the steam, was no longer entirely rational or clear. Otherwise, why would he willingly allow Yan Yi to do as he pleased with his body?

The bubbles had now completely vanished, replaced by saliva and teeth marks that made Lu Yinshen’s body flush with an even more inviting red. Yan Yi released his lips and teeth. His palms pinned the man’s shoulders, forcing Lu Yinshen to stay in his embrace, compelled to sit upon him.

Pinching Lu Yinshen’s chin with two fingers to make him turn his head, Yan Yi locked eyes with those phoenix eyes that were already blurred and glistening. Desire surged in the depths of his eyes. His lips drew close, heavily covering the man’s mouth. His tongue pushed inside, kissing and sucking meticulously.

Lu Yinshen tried to open his mouth to gasp for air, but this only facilitated Yan Yi’s movements. The tongue drove straight in, thoroughly occupying his oral cavity. Ambiguous water sounds were swallowed by the steam.

Yan Yi’s kiss was fierce, leaving Lu Yinshen with no extra energy to think about anything else. He could only focus all his attention on their lips, which were in negative-distance contact. Their discarded clothes were tangled together, as intimate as their owners.

A circle of white light appeared before his eyes. Lu Yinshen felt his vision going white. His hands and legs were equally devoid of strength. He could only be weakly held by Yan Yi’s grip, unable to escape no matter what. Fine, dense kisses fell upon his brow, the tip of his nose, the side of his face, and his already damp, flushed eye corners.

When Yan Yi kissed him like this, his smile was very soft. His gaze was tender and filled with affection. He gently stroked the top of the man’s head, looking into Lu Yinshen’s dazed eyes, and finally placed a kiss upon his eyelid.

His movements and gaze appeared very gentle. Only in the deepest part of his pupils lay hidden satisfaction and an unquenchable thirst. Simply leaving hickeys on Lu Yinshen was no longer enough. Greed grew wildly. Even the fiercest kiss could not fill the void in his heart. He wanted the tears in the corner of this man’s eyes to be caused by more than just a simple kiss. He wanted something else.

Furthermore, hickeys should not only appear on the collarbones. Yan Yi affectionately tapped Lu Yinshen’s brow with his fingertip and asked, “Has Uncle washed enough?”

Lu Yinshen leaned against his shoulder and closed his eyes. It took a long time before he had the strength to answer, “Mm.” His entire body remained weak. He could only let Yan Yi carry him and help him dress.

As the final piece of fabric covered the skin, Yan Yi tidied the man’s collar. His eyes curved into a smile. “Uncle, let me carry you out.”

The wheelchair was left aside. Yan Yi wrapped his arms around the man’s waist and stepped toward the living room. Lu Yinshen currently lacked the strength to lift a finger, let alone move his legs. He lay lazily in the boy’s arms, his face flushed and his eyes half-closed, enjoying the warmth of the embrace formed by those two arms.

Yan Yi placed him gently on the sofa, letting him sit half-propped against the soft cushions. He pulled a blanket over him, sliced some sweet fruit, and arranged them on a plate on the coffee table. He used a toothpick to spear a piece of watermelon and fed it to the man’s lips. Red watermelon juice flowed down to his chin, accentuating Lu Yinshen’s face. Yan Yi reached out with his thumb and wiped it away.

Twirling his thumb against his forefinger, Yan Yi lowered his gaze to hide the emotions in his dark pupils. He had almost been unable to stop himself from kissing him again. That impulse was immediately suppressed. Yan Yi shared the same blanket with Lu Yinshen, feeding him fruit from time to time.

The silver-white moonlight was bright and clear, reflecting against the youthful voices coming from the television inside. The sky turned completely dark, and the shadows on the street began to grow sparse.

Yan Yi looked into Lu Yinshen’s eyes. “Uncle, let me carry you back to the room to sleep.”

Lu Yinshen lowered his eyelashes. He did not agree immediately but instead took out his phone and tapped the screen a few times. After putting the phone away, he looked up at Yan Yi. His lips curled up, and his hands, which had recovered some strength, climbed onto the boy’s shoulders.

A warm current brushed past Yan Yi’s earlobe and cheek. Swollen red lips drew close to his ear. “Then I shall leave it to you, my obedient nephew.”

Yan Yi looked well-behaved. Hearing these words, his face flushed with bashfulness. Even the tips of his ears turned red as he lowered his head shyly. However, his hands were very practiced as they lifted the crooks of Lu Yinshen’s knees. He held him in his arms and, shuffling in his slippers, walked into Lu Yinshen’s bedroom.

The display screen on the wall was currently black and did not show any images. It seemed Lu Yinshen had used his phone to turn it off earlier via smart controls. As soon as they entered the room, the sensor system turned on the lights, and a soft glow filled the space.

There were several more pieces of clothing on the bed, specifically the jackets or shirts Yan Yi had worn over the past few days. The clothes were piled together, forming a shape that was just right for someone to lie in.

Lu Yinshen’s toes tightened as he pointed toward the pile of clothes and said, “Go there.”

As skin rubbed against the fabric, Lu Yinshen let out a comfortable sigh. A layer of pink tinted his lower eyelids. Yan Yi looked at him, his dark lashes lowering. His gaze fell upon the man’s face as he said, “Uncle, lie down for a moment. I will go and prepare the ingredients for your foot soak.”

It consisted mainly of Chinese herbs that could promote blood circulation and make the meridians stronger. Yan Yi had been doing this for Lu Yinshen every day lately. Yan Yi cupped Lu Yinshen’s ankles and gently placed them into the wooden bucket. The water submerged his calves. The fresh fragrance of the herbs wafted up, mixed with the lingering scent of orange.

Once enough time had passed, Yan Yi dried his legs and cleared away the wooden bucket. He took a blanket to cover Lu Yinshen’s lower abdomen. Yan Yi’s voice softened. “Then, Uncle, I am going back to my own room. Goodnight.”

Lu Yinshen tugged at the sleeve of the boy’s bathrobe. His eyes stared straight at him, and his tone was indifferent. “It is not as if we have never slept together before. What, are you still shy?”

“Or are you unwilling to sleep with me?”

Yan Yi’s face turned red as he hurriedly said, “No, no. I am not unwilling. I like sleeping with Uncle the most.”

To make his words more convincing, Yan Yi took off his shoes and climbed onto Lu Yinshen’s bed. Seeing him get on the bed, Lu Yinshen laughed lowly. His fingertips flicked open the clasp of his bathrobe, revealing skin covered in a large patch of hickeys.

The belt was likewise unfastened. Fair skin flushed with red suddenly burst into Yan Yi’s sight. His breathing quickened by half a beat. “Little Uncle…”

Lu Yinshen drew close to his body. His tongue darted out, lightly licking Yan Yi’s lower lip. His voice was thick and his laughter low. “I am simply used to sleeping naked. Is that not allowed?”