Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 15
Chapter 15 actually called her Zhenzhen!
2024-10-13 07:12 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
The midnight moonlight slipped into the room through the gaps in the curtains, leaving a line of white light on the dark floor like a knife’s edge.
The bathroom door was pushed open, and damp steam rushed out. Footsteps echoed in the empty room. Leather slippers stopped in front of the window, and a large hand grabbed the heavy curtains and pulled them shut. The moonlight outside the window and the white light on the floor disappeared at the same time.
The room was plunged into darkness.
A squeaking sound came from the direction of the leather sofa, indicating that someone had sat down.
The person seemed extremely adapted to or even enjoying the darkness; after being enveloped in it for a long time, it was as if they had become one with it.
The light that returned to the room came from a laptop mounted on a lap.
A rectangular beam of light shone on a rugged face. Gone was his usual gentleness; a rare sense of aggression appeared on his sharply defined features. His wet hair, glistening with droplets, was swept back, and his dark eyes held an undisguised nonchalance and sharpness. The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, the curve perfectly embodying indifference.
It’s Fan Xiao, an unusual Fan Xiao.
He was looking at the computer screen in front of him with his eyes half-closed.
The screen’s brightness gradually faded and eventually went out, only to be turned back on by a finger the next moment. This cycle repeated three times before the man in front of the computer, as if having made a great decision, reached out and pressed the play button.
The dark images on the screen began to move…
A heavy, groaning sound suddenly came from the computer. The sound that had been scattered by the evening breeze now spread through the deathly silent room, gradually disappearing into the surrounding darkness, as if adding another layer of midnight allure.
The dashcam’s angle only captured half of the man sitting in the back seat, but it was clearer than what Fan Xiao had seen at the time.
The man raised his chin, drawing a long, slender line; his neck seemed to be sweating, reflecting a faint sheen; his prominent Adam’s apple slid with each breath; one arm moved rhythmically, the force and speed of which spoke volumes about the unbearable heat.
Fan Xiao placed his finger on the volume button and turned up the volume. His deep, husky voice sent a shiver down his spine.
Those eyes should be misty, their eyelashes should be fogged with water, their lips should be vibrant, and their body should be burning hot, incredibly hot.
The meaningful association stirred the longing that Fan Xiao had been trying so hard to hide in his eyes. His heart raced, his blood began to boil, and a strong emotion burned within him, making him wonder if he, too, had drunk the brownish wine tonight.
After some hesitation, the loose bathrobe was finally pulled aside, revealing strong, well-defined male lines, with muscles sculpted from top to bottom, the latent power even more dangerous.
Fan Xiao cursed in frustration, his mind clouded by fear, all reason ruthlessly abandoned…
He gripped himself, startled by the heat and strength in his hand. The intense sensation made him frown slightly, and a pang of regret washed over him. He shouldn’t have been so foolish as to turn on the video, shouldn’t have let that person seduce him again, and certainly shouldn’t have been so unusually excited.
However, the force he applied became increasingly uncontrollable. The man in the video seemed to be in extreme pain, and his voice grew increasingly hoarse. Fan Xiao’s heart trembled as he listened, and he instinctively reached out with his free hand to turn up the volume again, but it was already at its maximum.
Unsatisfied, Fan Xiao suddenly felt a surge of resentment. His gaze grew increasingly cold, as if he were engulfed in karmic fire, the icy blue flames burning away all his sins and incinerating his hypocritical body inch by inch…
Fan Xiao looked at the screen, his gaze intrusive as he stared at the man in the image. He tilted his head slightly, seemingly trying to follow the man’s rhythmic arm movements. However, he quickly realized his foolishness; this was just a recorded image, not a 360-degree view.
Thinking of this, Fan Xiao suddenly froze. Had he gone mad? He had actually wanted to see another man’s… you know!
His hands stopped moving, and a layer of sweat broke out on Fan Xiao’s back. His eyes, which had been suppressing his emotions, became unpredictable. He took out a cigarette, struck a match, lit it, and slowly pulled his bathrobe up.
The screen was still filled with the colors of spring. Fan Xiao, cigarette dangling from his lips, stared at it. He had never been interested in jade, but today he couldn’t control himself. His gaze grew increasingly sinister, and he inhaled the smoke more heavily. He could clearly feel his body about to explode.
Forget it, why bother arguing? Just treat it as watching porn. That guy was just a hardworking and satisfying Category III actor.
Having let go of his mental burdens, Fan Xiao felt at ease and no longer resisted the pleasure. He was deeply moved, striving to keep the rhythm of his hands in sync with what was on the screen.
Overwhelmed by passion, he reached out and gently stroked the man’s face, neck, and chest with his fingertips through the screen… His breathing grew more rapid and heavy, and Fan Xiao and the man simultaneously increased their speed, emitting sensual moans…
Suddenly, he heard the man on the screen let out a soft, yearning cry from the depths of desire…
“Zhenzhen”
Zhenzhen!!
At this critical moment, You Shulang called out “Zhenzhen”!
Damn it! Fan Xiao instantly went limp!
