Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1389 - 1392: Honeymoon Trip - Aegean Sea 4

The result of heartache is wanting to give him an experience of ultimate release.

He doesn’t want to think about how the person in his arms endured all these years growing from a boy into a man, regarding this hidden ailment.

A man understands a man’s body best.

If normal physiological needs are not satisfied...

Likewise, a man understands a man’s body best.

It’s probably not a functional barrier, but a psychological one, right?

Ling Yin held that soft organ, skillfully teasing it.

Hua Hua, however, due to his sudden action, tensed every muscle in his body unconsciously; how could Ling Yin not feel that stiffness in his back?

His idle hand massaged Hua Hua’s rigid back without uttering any words of comfort; he thought if he were to say to Hua Hua now, "Don’t be afraid," it would only be met with his resistance.

Therefore, neither of them used language as a form of advanced communication—what they had was body language.

His gaze was deep as he stared at the back of his head, reaching out to gently stroke and massage his acupoints on the back, like a masseur in a sauna, slowly letting him relax.

Their posture was like this: Ling Yin, fully clothed, half-sat on the bed, while Hua Hua’s shirt had already fallen to the floor, his belt unbuckled, trousers half pulled down... Ling Yin held him in his arms, ensnared, one hand never ceasing its play.

His technique was skilled.

Far more skilled than his kissing technique could ever hope to be.

Hua Hua relentlessly grabbed his hair, pulling at the short strands... his scalp a little sore, Ling Yin chose to disregard it... Hua Hua’s actions on his face, ear, and neck—kissing, licking, biting with force... truly carried a tinge of bloodlust.

Ling Yin merely laughed, patting his back, thinking to himself, despite being a beast, he still indulged him...

For some reason, Hua Hua’s whole body really did start to heat up.

He was a bit annoyed, his face burning hot.

"Ah..."

Under Ling Yin’s guidance, Hua Hua’s body, just by being pinched, grabbed, and held for a long time, with a bit of force, saw its most genuine desire surprisingly liberated from the cursed ailment, unbelievably excited and aroused. It was as if it broke free from its incarceration, guided out by Ling Yin’s control, even he himself felt like it was a dream, filled with doubts, how could he...

He forgot to kiss, lowering his head, gazing at the arousal towering in someone else’s hand, doubting whether Ling Yin had inadvertently drugged him with aphrodisiacs.

His substantial reaction made Ling Yin happy; discovering his face flush inch by inch, Ling Yin even more so, leaned in by his ear and whispered, "So focused, even on looking at yourself?"

"Nonsense! Don’t you know I’m always narcissistic?"

"It’s rather big."

"..." Hua Hua felt, at that moment, like he was some kind of flammable material; anything Ling Yin casually said could ignite him, transforming him into a blaze, this was unscientific!!!!

Clearly, he could only get hard because of him.

Sometimes, tossing about by himself for ages, if not fantasizing about his brother, he couldn’t even get hard.

Right at this moment, he swears, he definitely wasn’t thinking about his brother, utterly rejecting the notion of thinking about his brother.

Uneasily shifting his body.

Ling Yin, however, softly whispered against him, "No rush."