Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 53
Chapter 53 Birthday Gift
2024-10-13 07:23 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
Shi Lihua booked the entire bar to celebrate Fan Xiao’s birthday. He even brought in performers of all genders from Thailand, wearing minimal clothing and dancing the hottest dances, with their skirts and chests swaying amidst deafening music.
Shi Lihua put his arm around the girl and plopped down next to Fan Xiao, asking, “Don’t you like it?”
“I like it.” Fan Xiao smiled lazily. “Young Master Shi has gone to great lengths.”
“You didn’t even open your eyes all night because you liked that Director You from your family?” Shi Lihua clicked his tongue lightly. “If I didn’t know you, I would have thought you were really in love.”
He leaned close to Fan Xiao’s ear and said, “Don’t forget, he’s my birthday present to you. What do you think? Isn’t it a great gift?”
Fan Xiao took a sip of wine, curled his thin lips into a cool smile, and said in a nonchalant tone, “It’s fine.”
Shi Lihua was a little smug. He patted Fan Xiao on the shoulder twice and said, “I know you’ve changed your ways. The following programs are specially prepared for you. You can choose whichever one you like. Don’t stick to one thing. Try something different.”
He beckoned his assistant and whispered a few words to him. Soon after, the curvaceous women on the stage were replaced by a group of fit men.
What remains unchanged is that there is still very little fabric available.
When You Shulang returned after finishing his phone call, he was greeted by a room full of handsome men, some slender and beautiful, others tall and dashing, all possessing striking good looks.
They stepped off the stage, swaying their bodies to the music with a suppleness and muscular tremor no less than that of women, pushing the atmosphere to another climax.
You Shulang walked through the crowd and sat on the sofa, elbows resting on his knees, tilting his head and smiling at the man beside him: “President Fan is in a good mood.”
Fan Xiao poured You Shulang a glass of wine and handed it to him, saying, “They’re just making a scene.”
“Anyone you like?” You Shulang took a sip of his drink, his gaze sweeping over the group of handsome men before smiling and looking back at Fan Xiao. “I think they’re all pretty good.”
“Both are good?” The aroma of wine was now tinged with the scent of vinegar.
You Shulang nodded, crossed his legs, and his cool demeanor was mixed with a touch of debauchery: “President Fan is celebrating his birthday today, so you can choose first, and I’ll let you choose.”
Fan Xiao felt a bitter taste in his mouth and leaned closer to You Shulang, his voice laced with danger: “How did you manage to get involved, Director You?”
You Shulang glanced at him and said, “President Fan doesn’t even know how to handle things? Then I’ll teach you again today.”
He stepped aside, snapped his fingers, and casually called to one of the men next to him: “You, come here.”
The man was muscular, clearly the result of years of weightlifting at the gym. He was extremely professional, standing beside You Shulang awaiting the next instruction.
The man glanced coldly at You Shulang’s knees, and immediately understood, neatly and swiftly placing his knees at You Shulang’s feet.
Fan Xiao tightened his grip on the wine glass, but remained expressionless, forcing a smile through gritted teeth: “Teacher You, please continue.”
You Shulang tapped the table, and the elegant man began pouring wine. He asked You Shulang about his preferences, and his wine-pairing technique was skillful and professional.
The wine was quite good, and You Shulang patted the man’s face as a reward.
Encouraged, the man rubbed closer to You Shulang’s feet, his pectoral muscles now pressed against the outside of his thighs.
Fan Xiao swallowed his wine hastily, his eyes gleaming with dark fire, yet he maintained a forced smile: “Is that all, Teacher You? How about showing us some of your best techniques?”
Ignoring Fan Xiao’s sarcastic remarks, You Shulang picked up his glass and brought the wine to the man’s lips. The man was very seductive; he gazed at You Shulang with eyes full of longing while taking a deep sip of the liquid from his glass.
The golden liquid flowed down the corners of the lips to the chest, providing the most direct sensory stimulation and arousing the deepest longing in people’s hearts.
You Shulang casually reached out and rubbed those moist lips. As if it were some kind of signal, the man became slightly excited. He moved closer again and leaned in to explore that unspeakable place with his mouth.
*Thud!* Fan Xiao’s cup slammed heavily onto the table. The sudden sound startled the man who was leaning over, and he stopped moving.
Fan Xiao took out a match and flipped it over. His voice was soft and slow, with a faint smile: “If Teacher You is willing to teach, how about we find another place to teach properly?”
“Okay.” You Shulang agreed casually. He straightened the man, took out his wallet from his pocket, put a handful of banknotes on the table, and said softly, “Thank you for your hard work.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than You Shulang suddenly grabbed Fan Xiao’s wrist and, as he helped him up, threw out a sentence: “If you’re going to study, then behave yourself.”
The private room next door was dark.
Fan Xiao pinned You Shulang against the door, his teeth bared like a wild beast: “How does Teacher You intend to teach? Hmm?”
In the darkness, You Shulang’s voice lost its previous coldness, and there was a hint of affection in his tone: “Is President Fan jealous?”
“I eat everything, but I’ve never been jealous.”
You Shulang chuckled softly and patted Fan Xiao on the back of the neck: “Yes, our CEO Fan is never jealous.”
He hugged the person tightly: “Happy birthday.”
Fan Xiao was annoyed and shoved hard through his trousers: “Then teach me how to be happy?”
With a snap, You Shulang turned on a wall lamp, and the dim light characteristic of a bar enveloped the two of them.
The man, pinned to the door, locked it behind him. He pulled Fan Xiao close and whispered in his ear, “Have you learned everything I just taught you?”
As the man paused slightly, You Shulang led him to the sofa and gently pushed him, and Fan Xiao sat down on the sofa.
You Shulang looked down at him, his long fingers slowly unbuttoning a few buttons below his throat, revealing his fair neck and collarbone.
What kind of wine would you like, sir?
A white shirt with its buttons undone, crisp black trousers, and business shoes with a subtle sheen… You Shulang slowly approached Fan Xiao’s feet…
The sound was deafening! The sound of heartbeats, the sound of blood surging, the sound of morality crumbling, the sound of bestiality bursting forth… Fan Xiao forcefully suppressed himself, managing not to tear You Shulang to pieces with his own hands in the first instant!
“Shulang, you…” His voice was hoarse and almost rough. He started to speak, but it was unclear what he was going to say next.
You Shulang lifted his eyelids, his voice clear yet alluring: “What are your requirements, sir?”
Fan Xiao stared at him for a long time before finally slumping into the sofa and saying coldly, “Pour the wine, do as you please.”
Shi Lihua booked the entire bar, even leaving drinks in the empty rooms, just in case some people got carried away.
The aroma of wine wafted out, and You Shulang presented the glass to Fan Xiao. Fan Xiao took it, took a sip, and frowned slightly: “Teacher You is not a professional; this wine is too weak.”
The student surpassed his teacher, leaving You Shulang somewhat helpless. He moved closer, almost pleading for mercy.
Fan Xiao gently rubbed his knee against the man’s collarbone, and soon a red mark appeared.
His eyes blazed with fury as he commanded in a deep voice, “Come to the center.”
With his legs slightly apart, the meaning couldn’t be clearer, You Shulang moved between Fan Xiao’s knees, looked up at him and asked, “Shall I get President Fan a new drink?”
“No need.” Fan Xiao was clearly impatient. “What’s next? Oh right, Teacher You should have a drink.”
He was clearly a good student, knowing how to apply what he learned to other situations. After taking a big gulp of wine, Fan Xiao leaned down and kissed You Shulang’s lips.
The spicy liquid passed between them, and their mouths tasted the same wine. The kiss was deep; Fan Xiao devoured him as if he wanted to eat him alive, until You Shulang couldn’t take it anymore and bit him, finally ending the kiss.
Rough fingers kneaded soft lips, and bloodlust exploded one by one. Fan Xiao couldn’t control his strength and rubbed those lips until they turned a delicate blood color.
“Your turn, Teacher You.”
Under the beast’s watchful gaze, You Shulang approached little by little, slowly lowering his head…
The sound of chains being pulled echoed in the empty room. Fan Xiao sank into the back of the sofa, his breathing becoming more rapid and heavy. He ran his fingers through his soft hair, stroking it slowly, and then, at a certain moment of passion, he pressed down hard!
Time passed both slowly and quickly. Fan Xiao oscillated between near-madness and near-explosion.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door of the private room, and Shi Lihua’s voice came from outside: “Fan Xiao, are you in there?”
“Don’t move.” Fan Xiao pressed down faster and faster, panting as he said, “Who told you to stop, Teacher You?”
The faster the knocking, the more urgent it became.
“Fan Xiao, open the door quickly, your fiancée is here!”
One person stepped forward, a warm current flowed, and the game was over.
