My Brother's Arranged Marriage Partner Is My Boyfriend - Chapter 66

“What are you looking at me for?” Bai Nanxing felt that Mo Leyang’s gaze was a bit off, and he stared back, following his line of sight. “Is there any part of me you haven’t seen before?”

The two of them had already slept together twice, and who knows how many times they had kissed in between. Bai Nanxing didn’t see the point in Mo Leyang staring at him with that kind of look.

It wasn’t like it was their first time.

Mo Leyang smiled without saying a word. After one last look, he turned his head back and stepped on the gas, driving the car into a secluded corner where no one passed by.

Bai Nanxing’s face was full of confusion.

The next second, amidst his confusion, Mo Leyang leaned down and kissed him.

He took the opportunity to pry open Bai Nanxing’s teeth with his tongue, invading every inch of his private territory without leaving a single spot behind. His movements were rough and urgent, as if he couldn’t wait to swallow him whole.

Bai Nanxing was nearly breathless from the intense kiss. He kept raising his hands to swat at Mo Leyang’s chest, trying to push him away, but the more he pushed, the more fiercely Mo Leyang kissed him.

“No…”

Mo Leyang acted as if he heard nothing, his hands restlessly reaching inside Bai Nanxing’s clothes.

Bai Nanxing’s eyes suddenly widened as he realized what Mo Leyang was about to do next—this pervert actually wanted to have sex in the car, right out in the open!

“Enough… that’s enough!”

Mo Leyang still acted as if he heard nothing. His restless hand moved slowly down the spine, eventually stopping at a particular spot.

A jolt like an electric current surged through Bai Nanxing’s entire body, making him go limp and numb in an instant. An ambiguous moan involuntarily escaped his lips.

Finally unable to endure it any longer, Bai Nanxing bit down directly.

Sss—

Mo Leyang let go in pain, but his restless hand did not withdraw; instead, it continued to explore further inside.

Bai Nanxing glared at him fiercely, trying to stop him with his hands, but the stimulation coursing through his body left him devoid of strength. He could do nothing but glare at Mo Leyang with localized malice.

Mo Leyang leaned into his ear with a triumphant look and whispered, “Little Junior, your body is shaking so much. Do just a few fingers make you feel this much? If you don’t have me in the future, what will you do?”

Hurried gasps began to fill the car. Bai Nanxing was both angry and annoyed; he desperately wanted to give this pervert a beating, but his body was honestly responding to the sensation. He could only follow his body’s instinct and lean against Mo Leyang’s shoulder.

“Not here… I beg you, Senior…”

Mo Leyang’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and the movements of his hand suddenly grew heavier.

Bai Nanxing almost cried out, but he bit his lip and forced himself to endure it.

“Little Junior, are you sure this is begging for mercy? Don’t you know that when you beg for mercy, it looks more like you’re making a request…”

Bai Nanxing didn’t want to hear any more shocking words from his mouth, so he directly looked up and blocked Mo Leyang’s lips with his own.

Mo Leyang curled his lips into a smile and reciprocated the kiss.

After a while, Bai Nanxing finally lost all his strength amidst several soft cries.

He unbuckled his seatbelt and sprawled across Mo Leyang’s chest, panting heavily. But he was still fuming inside—the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Taking advantage of the fact that Mo Leyang was off-guard, he reached out and gave him a vengeful, hard pinch.

Mo Leyang instantly felt that things were not good. The pain was so sharp that tears nearly welled up in his eyes; the unstoppable momentum he had just now withered away in an instant.

“Little Junior, are you sure you aren’t trying to murder your own husband?”

Bai Nanxing sat up from his chest, propped his chin on his hand, and leaned in with a smirk. “Senior, I’m not even married to you, so where does this ‘murdering the husband’ come from? Besides, if Senior can’t even handle this much, how are you going to satisfy me in the future? Right, Senior?”

Mo Leyang frowned and trembled; it took a good while for the pain below to subside slightly.

This little thing’s desire for revenge was truly quite heavy.

If they kept tossing around like this, his position as the “top” really wouldn’t be secure.

Mo Leyang suddenly remembered that there was one most important thing he hadn’t done yet, so he followed up on Bai Nanxing’s words. “If I really wanted to get married, Little Junior, would you be willing to marry me?”

Being suddenly proposed to, Bai Nanxing was completely stunned. A rare look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Although he had thought about them truly being together as boyfriend and boyfriend, he had never considered the matter of marriage in the future.

There were too many uncertainties in the future. Moreover, his status was so awkward, and Mo Yuncheng’s attitude toward him fluctuated so much that it was impossible to guess his true thoughts. Furthermore, Mo Leyang might only be interested in him now—what if he got bored one day?

Bai Nanxing didn’t want to let himself sink too deep; at the very least, he had to control his heart and leave himself some room to retreat.

“What… what do you mean?”

Mo Leyang turned sideways, placing his hands on either side of Bai Nanxing, firmly trapping him in the middle. He said in a displeased tone, “Little Junior, you don’t actually plan on refusing to take responsibility after taking your pants off, do you? What do you take me for? A massage vibrator?”

Bai Nanxing turned his head away. “No.”

“You’re lying.” Mo Leyang pinched his chin and forced his face back around, compelling Bai Nanxing to look him in the eye. “You don’t even have the courage to look me in the eye. You’re lying!”

Bai Nanxing felt the pain from the pinch, and tears involuntarily filled his eyes.

They were red, looking as if he had been severely bullied.

Mo Leyang felt that he should feel sorry for him, but he had to get a definite answer from Bai Nanxing. This was the first time he had liked someone this much. If Bai Nanxing was playing with his feelings, he would rather just destroy the person.

If he couldn’t have him, Mo Yichen shouldn’t even think about it!

“Or is it that you still have other wild men in your heart, Little Junior?”

Upon hearing this, Bai Nanxing broke free from the hand pinching his chin, lowered his head, and bit Mo Leyang’s hand hard. He didn’t let go until blood marks appeared on the skin.

He glared at Mo Leyang, his tone carrying a hint of grievance. “You don’t trust me.”

Mo Leyang didn’t think it hurt much; it was like a kitten scratching. Seeing the blood marks actually made him happier. “In that case, Little Junior, you’re willing?”

Bai Nanxing lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked, “Senior, do you really like me that much? No matter what happens in the future, or after you truly get to know me, will you still like me as you do now? Marriage is a lifelong matter. Senior, do you want to consider it again?”

Without a second thought, Mo Leyang blurted out, “If I hesitated, what would you think in your heart?”

Bai Nanxing was momentarily stunned.

If Mo Leyang really hesitated, it would prove that he didn’t like him as much as imagined, and that it was just for temporary novelty.

Mo Leyang carefully observed the changes in the expression on Bai Nanxing’s face, seemingly beginning to understand what the little thing was worried about.

“The old man has agreed to let me marry you.”

“What?”

“He’s the one who told me to come and ask if you’re willing.”

“And if I say I’m not willing?”

Mo Leyang spoke truthfully, “Then he’ll break my legs and never recognize my status as the Third Young Master of the Mo family ever again.”

No matter how Bai Nanxing heard it, it felt like something Mo Leyang was saying just to coax him. “Senior, how much credibility do you think this sentence has?”

“You don’t believe me?”

Bai Nanxing nodded affirmatively.

Mo Leyang knew it would be like this, so luckily, he had other preparations.

He took his phone from the side, clicked on a recording, turned the volume to the maximum, and placed it in front of Bai Nanxing.

“So, what is the situation between you and Xingxing right now?”

The recording played Mo Yuncheng’s familiar voice. Bai Nanxing looked at Mo Leyang in disbelief.

“What else could it be? Didn’t I just say it? We’ve slept together, and twice at that. There will definitely be many more times in the future.”

“You bastard! Do you hear yourself?! Indulging in lust in broad daylight—how did I father such a shameless son?!”

For some reason, Bai Nanxing felt his ears grow slightly hot, and he couldn’t help but complain in his heart again: Mo Leyang really is a pervert!

But what surprised him even more was that Mo Yuncheng’s attitude when mentioning him was worlds apart from before.

“This is ‘indulging in lust’? Old man, you’ve married three wives, so what’s the point of playing at being a ‘pure love warrior’ now?”

“You… I…!”

It sounded like Mo Yuncheng was about to explode with rage, but perhaps his upbringing wouldn’t allow it, so he held back.

“Fine, put that aside for a moment. I’ll say it again: if you like Xingxing, that’s your own business. You have to ask if Xingxing is willing. If Xingxing isn’t willing and you still force him, don’t blame me for turning hostile. It just so happens your Eldest Brother also has intentions in that direction; they could take the chance to foster some feelings.”

“Then I’ll just kill that cheap Eldest Brother of mine.”

“What did you say?”

“If he dares to have any more thoughts in that direction toward Bai Nanxing, I’ll kill him and then deliver him right to you, old man. I mean what I say.”

Bai Nanxing looked at him. “Are you sure you can do that?”

Mo Leyang narrowed his eyes and smiled. “Little Junior, you can let him try.”

Bai Nanxing remained silent. He believed that a pervert like Mo Leyang could actually do such a thing.

“Are you trying to anger me to death?”

“How could I? You are my biological father, after all.”

“Fine, fine. If you truly like Xingxing, then I’ll have you promise me one thing. Do you dare to agree?”

“What is it?”

“I’ll let you marry Xingxing, but you can never divorce him for the rest of your life. Do you dare?”

The recording reached this point, and Mo Leyang stopped it, reaching out to turn it off.

Bai Nanxing had very good eyesight; the recording hadn’t ended. Mo Leyang had intentionally turned it off to stop him from hearing.

“Little Junior, guess how I answered Mo Yuncheng?”

As he spoke, Mo Leyang’s hands began to get restless again.

Bai Nanxing looked up at him, not struggling. “What did you say?”

Mo Leyang leaned against the crook of Bai Nanxing’s neck, his tongue lightly licking his earlobe, and then said in a seductive voice, “I told Mo Yuncheng that I am your little dog. If you don’t want me anymore, I’ll go around biting people until they’re all dead.”

Bai Nanxing really couldn’t take that sentence. He reached out to roll up all the car windows, lowered the seats, then flipped over and pressed Mo Leyang down beneath him. He said excitedly, “Since you’re a little dog, you truly should be given a reward.”