My Brother's Arranged Marriage Partner Is My Boyfriend - Chapter 58
Bai Nanxing reached out to take off Mo Leyang’s clothes, but because his hands were tied, the garments were difficult to pull down. Bai Nanxing was stuck halfway through the task, kneeling there as he contemplated what to do next.
If he untied him, Mo Leyang was physically stronger, and the person under control would undoubtedly become him. But if he didn’t untie him, doing it like this would be very uncomfortable.
After careful consideration, Bai Nanxing decided to release him anyway.
However, before untying the bonds, Bai Nanxing issued a warning: “If you dare to mess with me again, I’ll ruin you.”
Mo Leyang lay there with his chest bared and truly didn’t move. He stared at Bai Nanxing’s exposed shoulder with relish, his eyes fixed on Bai Nanxing’s body without so much as a blink.
Bai Nanxing was actually made to feel shy by the gaze and subconsciously began to button his shirt back up.
But this move was nothing more than a clumsy attempt to hide the truth. In Mo Leyang’s eyes, it carried a hint of playing hard to get. He smiled and said, “Little Junior, not taking them off anymore?”
Only then did Bai Nanxing snap back to his senses. They had come here to satisfy a physiological need; buttoning up made him seem like a man in an ancient brothel, trying to act virtuous while being anything but.
He hesitated for a moment. He didn’t continue clutching the buttons, but he didn’t follow Mo Leyang’s lead to strip either. He simply lay down straight beside Mo Leyang, turning his face to look at him.
He didn’t speak. His eyes hid emotions that were different from before. Only after a long silence did Bai Nanxing speak: “I don’t want to move anymore. Senior, do whatever you want.”
Mo Leyang’s smile came to an abrupt halt. He stared at Bai Nanxing’s profile for a while, feeling that Bai Nanxing had something to say just now but had slammed on the brakes for some reason.
They hadn’t known each other long—less than a month in total. To say he truly understood him might be an overstatement, but Mo Leyang simply did understand Bai Nanxing.
He understood him better than anyone.
Because they were people of the same world.
Mo Leyang flipped over and pressed Bai Nanxing beneath him. Their eyes met, and Bai Nanxing took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck and kiss him.
The kiss was brief, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but to Mo Leyang, this kind of teasing was agonizingly provocative. The fire in his body was instantly ignited.
“Little Junior, do you know what this gesture means?”
“Isn’t it just seduction?”
Mo Leyang felt his tongue go dry. He swallowed, noticing his Adam’s apple bobbing involuntarily.
At that moment, Bai Nanxing suddenly bit down on his Adam’s apple. The pressure wasn’t heavy; it was light. Rather than a bite, it was more like a kiss, and he even teased it with his tongue.
This caused a current of electricity to surge through Mo Leyang’s entire body, leaving him numb and tingling. A certain place was swelling at an alarming rate, and the discomfort made him furrow his brows. “Little Junior, are you planning to drain me dry tonight?”
Bai Nanxing left a “strawberry” mark on his neck before letting go. He reached out to rub it for a moment, then, feeling it wasn’t enough, he tilted his head up and bit his shoulder again.
A mark represented possession—a silent declaration to others: This person belongs to me; none of you can touch him.
And only when one truly cares about someone in their heart do they think of leaving a unique mark on them.
Mo Leyang suddenly understood something. He curled his lips. “Little Junior, are you sure you don’t want to bite a few more times? You’re biting so lightly—didn’t they feed you enough at lunch?”
Bai Nanxing pulled him close and added another bite, this time on his chest. He left a clear set of teeth marks that turned red from the rush of blood.
The pain made Mo Leyang hiss. He reasonably suspected that this little thing was deliberately getting revenge.
Revenge for him taking so long to come over, making him wait impatiently.
In fact, Bai Nanxing was indeed getting revenge on purpose.
If it weren’t for the fact that a certain part of Mo Leyang was still useful, he would have ruined the man long ago.
“The next time you make me wait, I’ll turn you into a real eunuch,” Bai Nanxing threatened, clutching Mo Leyang’s loosened shirt collar.
Mo Leyang didn’t speak; he leaned in and kissed his mouth fiercely, his other hand supporting the back of his head to make the kiss even more intense.
It wasn’t until Bai Nanxing was nearly out of breath that Mo Leyang let him go to take off his clothes.
Before long, the bothersome clothes were tossed haphazardly onto the floor by the bed.
Following that were Bai Nanxing’s ambiguous gasps.
At the beginning, it was somewhat better. Mo Leyang’s movements were relatively gentle; he considered his feelings, worried about hurting him, and every movement was cautious.
Bai Nanxing was quite surprised.
But as it turned out, this was merely a disguise put on by this pervert Mo Leyang.
Once his body was more or less able to accept it, Mo Leyang became like a starving wolf, wishing he could swallow him whole. His thrusting movements were not only heavy and harsh but also violent.
He nearly tormented Bai Nanxing to death.
Compared to that night in the bar’s private room, this time it was practically taking his life.
In the end, Bai Nanxing truly couldn’t take it. Grabbing the pillow, he cried and begged for mercy: “Senior… I can’t… no more.”
However, in Mo Leyang’s eyes, Bai Nanxing’s crying and pleading meant something else entirely, and his movements became even more frantic.
“Ugh!”
A few physiological tears seeped from the corners of Bai Nanxing’s eyes, but he gritted his teeth and refused to cry out.
Yet this behavior seemed even more seductive to Mo Leyang, especially when it came to Bai Nanxing.
He propped Bai Nanxing’s left leg onto his shoulder and gave a fierce thrust, releasing everything into Bai Nanxing’s body.
This caused Bai Nanxing’s whole body to spasm.
Right then, a phone suddenly rang.
Out of the corner of his eye, Bai Nanxing saw it was his own phone. Using the last of his strength, he pushed Mo Leyang aside and crawled toward the nightstand to pick it up. It was a call from Mo Yichen.
Why was Mo Yichen calling him so late at night?
After the banquet, Bai Nanxing felt that any further interaction between him and Mo Yichen would be limited to future family gatherings or banquets. As the future heir of the Mo family, Mo Yichen was the primary focus of Mo Yuncheng’s attention. Therefore, Bai Nanxing felt Mo Yichen wouldn’t have any thoughts regarding an illegitimate son like himself.
There was a chasm between them; no matter how hard they tried, they could never be together.
Furthermore, someone like Mo Yichen, who grew up under Mo Yuncheng’s watchful eye, naturally had higher standards than ordinary people. He would naturally look down on an illegitimate son who could only live in the shadows.
So, if it wasn’t a call regarding emotional matters, Bai Nanxing couldn’t fathom why Mo Yichen was looking for him.
“Who’s calling?” Mo Leyang asked, lying on his side on the bed.
Bai Nanxing instinctively replied with the answer: “Your big brother.”
These few short words seemed to trip a nerve in Mo Leyang’s brain. With a darkened face, he sat up, reached out from behind, and grabbed Bai Nanxing’s hand to pull him back.
Bai Nanxing was caught off guard; as he was pulled, he lost his grip on the phone, and it fell to the edge of the bed.
Buzz… buzz… buzz…
The phone continued to ring.
Bai Nanxing still tried to reach for it.
This action made Mo Leyang extremely displeased. He hugged Bai Nanxing from behind and, without giving him any time to prepare, forced himself back inside.
“Ah—!”
Bai Nanxing cried out almost instinctively, his whole body trembling.
Mo Leyang reached out from behind to pinch his chin, his tone clearly laced with strong dissatisfaction: “Little Junior, we are in the middle of making love right now. How do you still have the mind to pay attention to another man’s call?”
Bai Nanxing’s voice shook. “But he… isn’t he your older brother, Senior?”
If it were anyone else calling, it wouldn’t matter, but it happened to be Mo Yichen. Mo Leyang knew his half-brother all too well; for people he didn’t care about, he wouldn’t even give them a second glance, let alone acknowledge them—he simply treated them as if they didn’t exist. Yet now, he was personally calling Bai Nanxing, and at night.
It was impossible for Mo Leyang not to overthink this.
But as if thinking of something, Mo Leyang leaned into Bai Nanxing’s ear and chuckled softly, “Little Junior is right. Then go ahead and answer it.”
Bai Nanxing instantly knew what Mo Leyang wanted to do. He tilted his head back and pleaded with a trembling voice, “Senior… can you… get out first?”
Of course, Mo Leyang wouldn’t do that. He hated that Bai Nanxing’s attention would shift away from him because of another man. “If you don’t answer, then I’ll answer for you. Tell me, if my big brother hears the sound of us exercising intensely, what do you think he’ll feel?”
Bai Nanxing thought he was insane.
But on second thought, a pervert like Mo Leyang was truly capable of such a thing.
He had no choice but to compromise.
Bai Nanxing picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. Mo Yichen’s voice came through immediately.
“Xingxing, were you busy just now?”
Bai Nanxing wanted to say, Your brother is working hard at screwing me, but in the end, he lied. “Yes, I was occupied with something just now. Brother Chen, is there something you need?”
Mo Yichen paused. In truth, he didn’t know what to say to Bai Nanxing. He had just been flipping through his contacts, saw Bai Nanxing’s name, and dialed on an impulse.
But if he didn’t say something, it would seem like he was hiding something.
Mo Yichen lied as well. “Actually, it’s nothing. It’s just… Qingqing said she hasn’t seen you in a long time and wanted to see you.”
Mo Leyang’s face darkened almost instantly. With those few words, he confirmed Mo Yichen’s intentions for calling tonight. With a grim expression, he thrust heavily into Bai Nanxing’s body again.
“Ugh!”
Bai Nanxing was swept by an intense sensation that nearly made him scream, but he gritted his teeth and held it back.
However, the muffled groan was still heard by Mo Yichen on the other end of the line. He asked, “Xingxing, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
Bai Nanxing bit his lip. Once he had recovered slightly, he replied, “No, nothing. I just… choked while eating. Brother Chen, is there anything else? I have things to do in a moment, so I have to hang up now.”
If he didn’t hang up, they would really be broadcasting a live adult video over the phone.
This pervert Mo Leyang was doing it on purpose!
He threw his head back, his eyes red as he glared fiercely at Mo Leyang.
Yet the culprit acted as if he had done nothing at all, even flashing him a smile.
Absolutely detestable!