Mr. Yuan is Always Unhappy - Chap 90

CH90 – EXTRA 4: EVERYDAY I WAKE UP TO SEE THE GROUP LEADER ACTING PRETENTIOUS

At first, I only suspected that I might have feelings towards him that somewhat surpassed broship.

Otherwise, why would I return once again despite clearly having already bid farewell? Returning the key or giving him the medication were only excuses. This wasn’t the only car he had. A mouth sore wasn’t some extremely urgent illness either.

I was very well aware of what’s wrong with me. I just didn’t want to leave here so quickly. Even if it’s only to give him the key and medicine and leave immediately, it’s still one more minute of time to spend together with him.

However, things developed far surpassing my predictions. The key was returned. The medicine was also given. However, I didn’t leave.

This entire time, he had been thinking about topping me, thinking about it for at least two months.

Before tonight, never did he imagine… even I myself did not imagine that in the end, it was me who topped him.

At the beginning, I was completely in a passive state. He leaned over and kissed me all over my face and neck. He didn’t wash his face cleanly. There was still a slight smell of strawberry. I really liked strawberries a lot. This feeling wasn’t bad.

He had a very charming kind of face. When he didn’t speak and expressed no emotions, he looked like an extremely pretentious artist actually worthy of his personal history of being a level 10 piano expert and a level 11 violin expert, of which the skills had been beaten into him by his brother’s fists. It’s no wonder that his fans would treat him as cliffside flower.

I should really let his fans see this guy when he’s horny and practically emitting pheromones from head to toe, asking to be fucked.

He very quickly had enough of kissing and climbed up to nimbly strip off all of his clothes. Then he hastily came over to take mine off.

He was skinny, but not like a twig. It was the good-looking kind of skinniness that’s trained from going to the gym. However, he was a lazy slacker who didn’t exercise properly. His pectorals weren’t very apparent, but his waist was slim and his hips were narrow. His butt was also perky.

After he took off my clothes, he had an unconcealed look of lust on his face. Chest rising and falling heavily, he seemed especially excited and his eyes practically beamed as they watched me. Looking like he wanted to smile, but not daring to smile, he said with a false look of concern: “At first, it’ll hurt a little. Just endure it a bit. After getting through it, you’ll start feeling great.”

Saying that he feigned concern was not accusing him wrongfully at all. After saying these words, he immediately wanted to get started with the main course.

With this kind of conduct, in which he didn’t even want to complete foreplay properly, even a stallion world probably wouldn’t want him.

Why don’t I just eliminate this evil for the good of the people.

His strength never did compare to mine and thinking with only his dick right now, he was completely unguarded. Subduing and pushing him down wasn’t hard at all. However, I never imagined that entering would be so hard.

…… It was too tight.

I felt a slight pain from the squeeze. He also called out wretchedly. Good thing there was no blood. I felt like it shouldn’t be a big issue. It’s not like I can remain stuck here forever and in any case, he was the one who said it himself just now “After getting through it, you’ll start feeling great.” Then he can only excuse me and endure it for a bit.

As soon as I moved, he started to spew profanities. As he cursed, he also cried. He normally said all sorts of profanities anyways. Under this kind of situation, he naturally swore anything and everything that came to mind. My Xie family’s ancestors up to the 18th generation have all received a personal fuck you from him.

I wasn’t angry at all. What’s wrong with letting him have some verbal relief? In any case, I’m the one fucking him right now .

In order to repay him for feeling so concerned for my family members, in the end, I generously came inside him.

Sex was a very strange and fantastical thing. A person’s impression of someone can change 180 degrees before doing it and after doing it.

He laid there on his stomach, crying unbearably while still pouring out swear words, saying he was going to blacklist me. If it were before, I definitely would have silently criticize him for being a real fucking dumbass. Yet now, no matter what angle I looked, I still felt like he was a bit cute.

His butt still had the fingerprints that I left behind just now. His behind still hasn’t closed completely. Inside was filled with my stuff.

I suddenly felt a wave of warmth in my chest. This person… was mine now.

I gave his butt a slap. He shuddered. I said: “Enough crying.”

I wanted to have a good talk with him.

He turned his head around to look at me, his eyes bright red from crying. As soon as he opened his mouth, he said: “You lay flat and let me fuck you in return.”

Me: “……”

He started swearing again for a while and stubbornly tried to climb up. Probably because of too much pain, he didn’t succeed. In the end, he wiggled to the head of the bed like a worm and grabbed his cellphone to make a phone call.

I thought he was going to give his big brother a call to complain about me and thought it was a bit funny. I was just about to speak when I heard him curse to the phone: “Did you fucking die on the road? I waited for you for 2 hours. Hurry up and get over here.”

He hung up the call, threw the phone to the side, and gave me a vicious glare, saying: “Did you hear that? If you’re not letting me fuck you, then get lost. There’s plenty of people lining up at the door for me to fuck.”

Fine. I’m leaving.

Slamming the door as I exited, I could still hear him swearing loudly inside.

How could I not tell that he was trying to best me. He was unsuccessful in topping me and got topped by me instead. Completely incapable, with only a foul mouth that’s skilled in acting fierce.

Just in case, I waited at the entrance for quite a while. Sure enough, no one came in the end.

I really felt both angry and amused. How did the dumbass inside survive to this age?

After returning home, I tossed and turned for half the night, unable to fall asleep. If I told this story out loud, probably no one would believe me, but a dumbass had actually bent me.

Carefully recalling the last few months, besides work, my remaining time pretty much completely involved revolving around this guy. Even in the past when I was dating, I wasn’t so inseparable with my girlfriend.

Everyone felt like I was a good person. However, no one else loved to stick to me like he did. When we had a job, we worked together. When there’s no job, he’d still come searching for me. Occasionally when I’m too busy to answer his calls, he’d call nonstop until my cell phone loses battery and shuts down on its own. Seeing me, he’d throw a pampered young master tantrum at me. After throwing the tantrum, then he’d continue to cling to me.

At first, I really didn’t like this spoiled young master, even feeling extremely annoyed just to answer his phone calls. Every time, I had to force myself to pretend to be a good guy, comforting myself that it was for the sake of his big brother; treating him well was completely for my own benefits. As for when exactly did I start considering him as someone safe that I could trust, even I didn’t know clearly. Even later on, when he started to drool over me randomly like a pervert, I only said that I needed to distance this dumbass. However, internally, I never even planned to draw a clear boundary between us.

He treated me completely differently from how he treated other people. I was the same to him.

This was truly perfect luck.

The next day, my roommate Zhao ZhengYi asked me in bewilderment: “You won the lottery? Why were you laughing in the middle of the night? Even through the wall, I was woken up by your laughter.” He was Liang-ge’s assistant and was a bit clever and sharp; however, he wasn’t a bad person. The contract on the room that I was renting previously had expired. He just happened to be searching for a place at the same time. Therefore, we co-rented this apartment suite.

I replied to him: “Didn’t win the lottery. I fucked a teddy.”

Fucked him pretty good too.

Even until the weekend, the teddy didn’t contact me. I wasn’t in a hurry. With his shitty temper, it’s 100% likely that he was suppressing a stomach full of anger right now and getting prepared to counterattack me any second.

There was a commercial performance over the weekend. We saw each other at the TV station. With a long face, he ignored everyone, acting completely like everyone owed him money.

Carl secretly asked me: “Is the group leader still angry at you? It’s already been several days. Did you do something to piss him off later on?”

I said strangely: “Perhaps he has something else on his mind. How do you know it was me who pissed him off?”

He said: “Enough already. Just look at the size of his heart. He doesn’t even care if his house is on fire. Who doesn’t know that he only thinks about you all day long.”

Me: “……get lost.”

After this job was completed, everyone got ready to leave. Leo secretly glanced at me several times. I pretended to be completely focused and nimbly packed my stuff. Then I said to everyone: “I’m meeting someone and will be leaving first.”

How could he keep his composure? He immediately called out to me: “Wait a second, I have something to say to you.”

I asked him deliberately: “What is it?”

He gave me a vicious glare.

Our group mates very tactfully left first.

Even without outsiders present, he continued to act pretentiously and asked with a malicious tone: “Who are you meeting?”

I randomly fabricated: “A friend.”

He said arrogantly: “Push it off, just say you’re busy right now.”

I said: “What exactly do you want to say to me? Hurry up and say it.”

With a change in his expression, he said: “Let’s talk somewhere else.”

This place was not far from my place. I already knew what he wanted to do. Therefore, I just brought him back home directly.

Zhao ZhengYi wasn’t home. Liang-ge was an A-list celebrity. Don’t think Zhao ZhengYi’s just an assistant; he was even busier than a professional performer like me.

After entering the door, I went straight into the bedroom. Without a word, Leo followed behind me.

I put my carry bag down and sat on the edge of the bed. His eyeballs spun as he looked around. He even nodded a few times, like he felt pretty satisfied with this place.

Even if he was unsatisfied, there’s nothing he could do. Under this kind of circumstance, I don’t believe he could hold back long enough to switch places.

He stared at me for a moment. There was a visible swallow from his throat. Then he threw himself at me directly to kiss me. Different from last time, this time he kissed me on the mouth.

To be honest, I was a bit surprised. He had told me before that he really hated kissing mouth to mouth. Eating someone else’s saliva was something that made him feel disgusted even thinking about it. Even if the other person was an immortal god, he didn’t want to taste it.

From what I can see, he didn’t lie. He didn’t really know how to do it. I attempted to give him a french kiss and immediately, his entire body softened.

I researched some information in the last few days and understood that going in forcibly like last time was no good. I attempted to spread him open more before entering.

At first, he still cried and yelled. After I conducted some theoretical and practical exploration, I finally found the pleasure switch within his body.

He probably can be counted as a very sensitive type of person. As his waist trembled like he was being electrocuted, a red flush spread from his face to the rest of his body. He couldn’t even swear anymore. His unfocused gaze made him appear outrageously debauched. On his face, it’s written plainly and undoubtedly: fuck me.

I could only do my best to fuck him.

This time, I didn’t shoot inside him. He came all over my bed sheets. First I cleaned him up simply and then poured him a cup of warm water. He flicked his eyes up and looked at me, a bit indolent.

This was really the most obedient I’ve seen him since knowing him. I fed him water to drink.

After a while, he slowly recovered and said: “Let’s be like this in the future.”

I didn’t even have time to feel happy when he followed it up with: “I’ll pay you monthly. This way, if we ever get bored, we can still be bros the following month.”

Fuck, who still wanted to be bros with him right now?

I was really about to turn speechless from anger. Grabbing his clothes and throwing it at him, I said: “Hurry up and leave.”

He still had the nerve to throw a temper: “How come you immediately changed demeanor as soon as you pull it out? Do you have any conscience at all? I treat you so well, to even tolerate this kind of thing. Go try this with someone else. It’ll be chopped off into so many pieces!”

You can call him a dumbass for coming up with these kinds of preposterous accusations one after another, yet I still couldn’t refute them, not one word.

After two-three days, he came searching for me again. I asked him why he came. Without any preamble or explanation, he fabricated some random nonsense and looked at me with eyes practically glowing green. His little intentions were completely written on his face.

He was an idiot. I wouldn’t get angry at him because of this. If the circumstances allowed it, I also wouldn’t starve myself. Since he had already delivered himself to the door, it’d be strange not to fuck him.

He wanted to be on top, but still couldn’t win against me. Thus he had no choice but to allow me to rearrange him into brand new positions. When the next time came, he still wanted to counterattack; once again, I pushed him down. After repeating this several times with no change, he finally accepted reality and even started to prepare the lube and condoms himself.

Before this, I had relied on my right hand for more than a year. Now that I had a well-matched bed partner, this counted as a good thing…… right?

Right, my ass.

I wanted to talk about feelings with him. He only wanted to talk about sex with me. I wanted to chat about the relationship between us. His entire head was only filled with establishing a sexual contract between us.

I really couldn’t deal with a dumbass like this, who thinks only with his lower body.

His head wasn’t smart enough, yet he had a good face. Occasionally, he’d get involved with some ill-fated love interests. Naturally, I was angry but I didn’t know what to do. I could only abuse him in bed, which made him complain about the injustice. He even turned it around to question me: “It’s not like I’m in a relationship with you. Do you have the right to control me?”

This kind of dumbass bastard. I must have been blinded by shit in my eyes to think that he was cute.