My Little Poplar - Chap 115
Bai Xinyu woke up the next day, his back felt like it was going to break, this was not due to his lack of exercise, it was mainly because Yu Fengcheng’s leg was injured, the position they were in demanded a special position, he had been forced to test his back muscles for most of the night.
He opened his eyes, Yu Fengcheng was not in bed, the smell of milk wafted from the kitchen, he took a deep breath, licked his lips and savoured the long overdue sex, he had been holding it in for over a year, he felt like he was going to die in bed last night. Yu Fengcheng was like a wild animal, if it wasn’t for his legs, it wouldn’t have been over so many times last night.
He laid there for a moment and called out at the top of his voice: “Fengcheng.”
A short while later, Yu Fengcheng pushed in on one foot, he leaned over the side, looked at Bai Xinyu’s long, bare thighs outside the covers, narrowed his eyes slightly and said, “Awake, how did you sleep?”
“Not bad.” Bai Xinyu propped himself up and looked at his naked body ambiguously, it was covered with the marks of his nibbles.
Yu Fengcheng walked over, bends down, props his hands on the bed, rests his forehead against Bai Xinyu’s, “Actually what I wanted to ask was how it went last night.”
Bai Xinyu rubbed his hair and said, “Not too bad.”
“It was just ‘good’?” Yu Fengcheng bumped his forehead and said, “If my leg doesn’t hurt, you don’t want to get up today.”
Bai Xinyu couldn’t help but smile, he licked the corner of Yu Fengcheng’s mouth and said, “That’s ‘good’, satisfied?” No one but Yu Fengcheng could give him the kind of crazy sex he had experienced, as a man, having experienced the most violent, he couldn’t stand the bland.
Yu Fengcheng smiled, he kissed Bai Xinyu and said, “Get up and have breakfast.”
Bai Xinyu washed up, sat down at the table and ate, he was a bit worried and said “I don’t know if my dad will ever get over it.”
“The fact that your father didn’t throw the drinks on my head yesterday is proof that he’s trying to get over it.” Yu Fengcheng sat across from Bai Xinyu, shoving a small tomato into his mouth, “Don’t worry, he’ll come around.”
Bai Xinyu smiled and said, “Come home with me from time to time.”
“No problem.” Yu Fengcheng looked at him lazily with his chin propped up, a seductive glint in his eyes.
Bai Xinyu lifted his chin and said, “What’s wrong?”
“I’ve imagined this scene many times, back in Xinjiang.” Yu Fengcheng wiped the milk from the corner of his mouth with a tissue and said, “Every time I go on a mission, I think I have to go back, because you are waiting for me.”
Bai Xinyu snickered: “I wasn’t waiting for you.”
“You were waiting for me here.” Yu Fengcheng pointed to his heart.
Bai Xinyu almost squirts milk, “Can we not be lyrical.”
Yu Fengcheng winked and said, “I’ll let you feel the flavour of my life.”
“Yuck.” Bai Xinyu couldn’t help but laugh, “Charming is the word for a young girl’s dream girl like me.”
“Well, they’re just dreams.” Yu Fengcheng pinched his chin and said, “You’re mine.”
The two of them used to bicker a lot when they were in the army, a habit they still have and they laughed back and forth, the time passed uneventfully and warmly.
