After the Straight Male Incubus Became a Heartthrob - Chapter 30.1

Although Shen Shao was obedient and had left no physical traces behind, the question Liang Wenle asked was truly difficult to answer. If Ye Lin could not bluff his way through today, he would be finished. Humans can often tap into their greatest potential and react instantly in emergencies. Ye Lin grabbed Liang Wenle’s hand and took the initiative to show him.

“I, I prepared before I came today because I wanted to be intimate with you when we got home. I resisted just now because I felt it was not right to do it here. But if you want to, Wenle, then I can do it.”

Ye Lin lifted his eyes slightly and bit his lip. His cheeks were flushed, and his gaze was shy. He looked like a pure young man willing to sacrifice himself for his lover. Liang Wenle looked him over and saw that there were indeed no marks. Furthermore, the situation did look exactly like what people online described as “preparing in advance” for one’s partner. He often saw posts about loving same-sex couples where the “bottom” would prepare beforehand for their lover’s convenience. Since Ye Lin loved him, it seemed normal for him to do such a thing.

Swept up in happiness and lacking experience, Liang Wenle did not suspect a thing. Instead, he kissed Ye Lin and sighed with emotion. “Do you really love me that much? You actually prepared in advance for me?”

Ye Lin was so skilled at lying that he easily put on a look of deep affection. “Yes, that is right. I feel like you are the best person I have ever met in my life. Of course I like you, very, very much.”

By the end of the sentence, his voice trailed off into a whisper like a buzzing mosquito, conveying his bashfulness and purity. Liang Wenle was a sucker for this move; his actions became gentle for fear of hurting him. It felt like falling into a thicket of cotton, soft white cotton balls everywhere, forming a white ocean. In this white ocean, the waves were gentle, like a spring breeze brushing past, stirring up bouts of itchiness and ripples. These ripples would grow or shrink depending on the strength of the wind until they filled the ocean, forming huge waves.

However, these waves were too brief. They could not form the kind of overwhelming great wave that could overturn everything. It was essentially just scratching an itch; it could not precisely find the “sore spot” to deliver a fatal blow.

Today, Liang Wenle was indeed gentle. He deliberately slowed his pace, making every movement soft to avoid causing pain. But being just like this did not make him a qualified boyfriend; to put it more severely, he did not even count as a man. Ye Lin kept his self-esteem in mind and had not said anything, but after enduring it over and over, he felt he should not be earning this money this way. At the very least, both parties should enjoy such things. How could a man be as useless as Liang Wenle?

Finally, at a certain moment, Ye Lin could not take it anymore. Darn it, I really cannot stand it!

Ye Lin tried to guide him vocally, pointing out the exact direction: a little to the left, a little to the right, a little up, and a little down. But vocal guidance alone was not enough to help the “academic failure” Liang Wenle find the right spot. Ye Lin had no choice but to cooperate himself; otherwise, who knew how long this would drag on?

He sat up slightly, lifting, moving, pressing down, leaning left, and leaning right. He was anxious to death. How could the gap between people be so large? Gu Jiazhi and Shen Shao could find it easily, but this idiot Liang Wenle could not. Truly useless! Ye Lin rolled his eyes and complained silently in his heart.

But in the next moment, he felt a familiar sensation. He collapsed back instantly, unable to get up. It was the numb, tingling, and slightly itchy feeling of an electric current passing through him. When he spoke again, his voice was laced with a different tone.

“Wen, Wenle, it is…” Ye Lin wanted to speak more, but found his voice was too thick and clingy, so he just gripped Liang Wenle’s wrist to signal him.

“Here?” No matter how stupid Liang Wenle was, he understood by now and subconsciously moved to confirm.

“Hmph!” Ye Lin let out a soft cry, sounding like a cat acting spoiled, or like peach blossoms being blown by the wind at the start of spring, trembling as they shed many petals.

“You?” This was the first time Liang Wenle had seen Ye Lin have such a reaction. He confirmed it again in disbelief. He was far too curious, so he repeatedly and continuously switched methods just to verify the suspicion in his heart.

Sure enough, Ye Lin made different sounds, none of which were painful, but rather tinged with a special emotion. Listening to it felt like having one’s heart scratched by a cat’s plump pink paw; it was itchy and very comfortable. Moreover, Ye Lin’s indifferent expression had changed. The corners of his eyes were moist, his long lashes were wet, the tip of his slightly fleshy nose turned pink, and his cheeks were even more incredible. It looked as if he had stolen a girl’s blush and applied several layers.

“Wen, Wenle,” Ye Lin leaned into Liang Wenle’s arms. His voice was soft, his breath was hot, and his chest heaved unsteadily.

Liang Wenle was surprised to find that Ye Lin could actually have this kind of reaction. During their “first time,” Ye Lin’s expression had been pained, his face pale, his features twisted, and he had cried continuously, looking very pitiful. It seemed he really had not done a good job back then. Liang Wenle valued his first love very much. He decided to be a qualified lover and would never torture Ye Lin during such matters again. He noted it down silently, and to strengthen his memory, he searched for the spot back and forth several times.

However, this meant he completely ignored Ye Lin’s endurance, only caring about his own feelings. Ye Lin felt like he was being ground to death. His whole body was trembling, as if ants were crawling over him, driven by a biological instinct to burrow. Shen Shao had already done a good enough job during the day; Liang Wenle’s efforts were purely redundant and could have been more direct.

Ye Lin grabbed Liang Wenle’s sleeve and pleaded in a low voice. “Wen, Wenle, that is enough.”

Liang Wenle noticed that Ye Lin’s earlobes had turned completely red, like small cherries. He leaned down to kiss them. Then, following Ye Lin’s wishes, he became straightforward and stopped beating around the bush. This time went much more smoothly than the last. It was like a fish in the kitchen jumping out of the sink, sliding through the pipes, and reaching the vast ocean in an instant. It could swim freely and wantonly, enjoying the warmth of the sea and the dense forest of seaweed. It would weave through the seaweed, find the place it wanted to make a home, and stop.

Ye Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had been afraid Liang Wenle would mess around again, so he tried to direct him. Liang Wenle listened obediently for a while but then started going his own way again, trying to discover other reactions from Ye Lin. It was indeed very interesting. Ye Lin was no longer a corpse lying flat, nor a cold doll, but a living person. He would cry out, plead, grab him, and seek protection. Liang Wenle also clearly felt the kind of happiness that only exists between couples.

So, this was what it felt like when both parties were happy. Their first time had indeed been too terrible; they would have to do it like this from now on. Liang Wenle leaned down to kiss Ye Lin, even taking care to shield Ye Lin’s head to prevent him from bumping it. Although he had made great progress, Liang Wenle’s performance still could not compare to Gu Jiazhi or Shen Shao; it was even a bit clumsy. Sometimes he was accurate, and sometimes he was not.

Ye Lin eventually asked to change positions. He felt it was better to do it himself to ensure ample food and clothing. Liang Wenle did not understand at first, but looking up from below, he finally realized. Ye Lin could always find what he liked, so he could lead Liang Wenle, thereby achieving a perfect flow. However, Ye Lin’s physical strength was lacking, and he soon ran out of energy. He could only rest, exhaling clouds of hot breath.

Liang Wenle took the opportunity to turn the tables, putting everything he had just learned into practice and discovering many subtle techniques. Soon, Ye Lin began to beg for mercy.

“Wen, Wenle, do not, do not…”

Liang Wenle saw him trembling and hugged him, his tone innocent. “But I think this is great. Do you not like it too?”

Ye Lin wanted to answer, but a certain switch was suddenly flipped, and he broke down crying. “Wooo, wooo.”

“Ah, why are you crying?” Liang Wenle was startled and went to check on him, only to find that Ye Lin could not even speak. His expression was strange, and he did not look sad at all.

In an instant, Liang Wenle realized why Ye Lin had cried out, and he felt an immediate sense of accomplishment. Ye Lin was still trembling as he curled into his arms, like a small animal afraid of being hurt, burrowing into a safe nest. He was very cute. Liang Wenle kissed the tips of his hair, feeling delighted. He fell in love with this feeling and experimented again. It was not over until Ye Lin passed out.

On the way back, Ye Lin was covered with a blanket, lying in the back seat of the car, sleeping so deeply he almost looked dead. Liang Wenle drove in front, feeling cheerful. He would occasionally check the rearview mirror to make sure Ye Lin had not fallen off the seat. This time, he drove very steadily, not exceeding the speed limit, and specifically chose smooth roads. He avoided steep or winding paths, fully considering Ye Lin’s sleep. It took a bit longer, but by the time they arrived at the villa, Ye Lin still had not woken up.

Liang Wenle carried Ye Lin back. Passing through the living room, he saw Yuanyuan running over. Yuanyuan stuck out her tongue, looked up at Ye Lin, and barked. Liang Wenle quickly shushed her. “Yuanyuan, do not bark, he is asleep.”

Yuanyuan was well-trained and immediately shut her mouth, tilting her head to observe her two owners. Ye Lin was only covered by an overcoat. His small face was buried in Liang Wenle’s chest, and his slender legs dangled. Suddenly, he shifted, and as the coat slipped slightly, a flash of red could be seen on his jade-white skin.

Fearing he would catch a cold, Liang Wenle pulled the coat up to cover him before heading upstairs. Yuanyuan wanted to follow, but her owner told her to go back, so she retreated to her nest. She drooped her ears dejectedly, feeling strange. Why did her two owners not play with her today? And what were they playing? They seemed so tired that they both went to sleep.

Of course, little Yuanyuan could not figure these things out. She ate some food and fell asleep, beautifully waiting for Owner Ye to wake up early and take her out to play. Although Owner Liang had raised her for years and was good to her, she still preferred this recently arrived Owner Ye. Owner Liang was lazy and did not like taking her out; he usually left her with the housekeeper. He left early and came back late, rarely staying home. Owner Ye was different. He was very energetic and often took her out for Frisbee, tag, and hide-and-seek. Plus, Owner Ye always gave her delicious, unique snacks she did not usually get to eat.

However, when Yuanyuan opened her eyes, she was disappointed. She did not see Owner Ye the entire morning and whined sadly. It was not until the housekeeper took her out to play that her mood improved. Meanwhile, the Ye Lin she was pining for was still dreaming and did not wake up for a long time. When he finally did, there was no intense pain, but his throat felt awful. He tried to speak and found his voice was raspy, as if it were full of sand.

The curtains in the room were drawn. Liang Wenle was sitting by the window chatting with someone. With his head turned to the side, the soft light emphasized his three-dimensional profile. Only in moments of silence like this did he look like a noble and beautiful figure from a medieval oil painting. Liang Wenle was immersed in an atmosphere of happiness, sharing his relationship experiences with his close friends. He could not wait to tell them every detail of how good Ye Lin was to him, unconcerned about annoying them. He even posted a photo of the sleeping Ye Lin and a picture of them holding hands on his social feed, showing off their love.

He was so focused on his phone that he did not notice Ye Lin had woken up until he heard a faint, intermittent voice. “Wen, Wenle, I am thirsty.”

He looked up and saw Ye Lin calling his name softly, though his voice was hoarse and unpleasant. Liang Wenle walked over and handed him water. “Why is your voice so raspy?”

Ye Lin really wanted to rip Liang Wenle’s mouth apart and ask how he had the nerve to ask such a stupid question. But he finished the water first before slowly answering. “I just felt my throat was dry when I woke up. It is so uncomfortable. Maybe I overexerted myself, so my throat is not feeling well.”

Liang Wenle finally remembered that Ye Lin had cried for a long time last night; no wonder there was an issue with his throat. Just thinking about last night made Liang Wenle’s cheeks turn red. He could not forget those scenes, and his heart began to beat wildly again. He even felt an itch in his heart, so he leaned over to kiss Ye Lin and grabbed his hand suggestively. “Last night was so fun. Since you are awake, let us…”

Ye Lin was scared to death and quickly found an excuse to decline. “Wenle, we need to be moderate in these things; otherwise, it will affect our health. I, I am not as physically strong as you. I am very thin and weak; if we do it too much, I will get sick.”

Liang Wenle thought about the feeling of holding Ye Lin. He was indeed very thin and small, so he reluctantly agreed. “Alright, then. I will get you some medicine for your throat. Wait a moment.”

Ye Lin nodded and watched him leave the bedroom. Once he was gone, he finally whispered a curse. “Pure idiot!”

He was truly angry. Although there was no pain and he was not incapacitated, his throat was still damaged. As expected, doing this with Liang Wenle never ended well. To keep himself from getting too upset, he checked his balance.

[Host’s current assets are 115 million.]

Between the money earned through the Succubus System and the 90 million from last night, he had this much. After setting aside 40 million to buy a gift for Wenle, he had over 70 million left to burn on the company. Why did it feel like the money earned from the Succubus System was decreasing? The 100 per hour for companionship was negligible, but what about the 200,000 per hour? He had been spending a lot of time with these three men lately; should there not be more? Ye Lin asked the system to check the growth rate from the previous period. He really needed money to support the company now; every cent counted.

[Last night, the hourly money growth rate was 200,000.]

[A reminder to the Host: Gu Jiazhi and Shen Shao have been downgraded due to a decrease in their assets. The money they generate has decreased. Roughly, the 100 per hour has dropped to 60, and the 200,000 per hour has dropped to 120,000.]

What? Just because their assets decreased, they are not high-quality men anymore and got downgraded?

[Yes, Host. Male quality is primarily composed of assets and appearance. Gu Jiazhi and Shen Shao’s appearances are unchangeable, but their assets have shrunk significantly, so they must be downgraded.]

Darn it! No wonder he felt the money was coming in slower since Shen Shao resigned and Gu Jiazhi’s financial sources were cut off. But at the time, he was too busy to pay attention to the growth rate, and he had become lazy about calculating because he was used to just asking the system for money. It was only because he recently needed money that he became sensitive to the amounts and discovered the problem.

So, Gu Jiazhi and Shen Shao had already been downgraded! Did that mean they could not even compare to Liang Wenle?

[Yes, Liang Wenle has not been downgraded.]

Hearing the system’s explanation, an idea suddenly popped into Ye Lin’s head. If he gave money to Gu Jiazhi and Shen Shao now, would they level up?

[They would level up to an extent, but the amount of money the Host can provide is not much.]

This was true. If he gave it to them, the company would not have enough to operate. If Liang Wenle inherited the family estate or took a position in the Liang family, he would probably level up, right?

[Yes. Liang Wenle can level up by inheriting assets or taking a job, and the money the Host generates because of him would be substantial. According to calculations, if Liang Wenle inherits the Liang family’s assets, the hourly growth rate would increase from 200,000 to 20 million.]