Suddenly, his feet stumbled. At that moment, he summoned almost all his remaining strength and rushed towards the screen. Then, he yanked it open!
Their eyes met. Shen Qingfeng saw Lu Yan in the bathtub, who seemed to have just been woken up, naked and looking at him in surprise. In an instant, he felt as if he had been burned from head to toe by the flames of the eighteenth level of hell and then thrown back into the world.
After utter despair, he saw Lu Yan's magnificent body hurriedly getting up. The next moment, his tears gushed out like a broken dam.
Actually, Lu Yan had just been dozing off.
Anyone who had attended that long - drawn - out sacrifice would be exhausted. Although this sacrifice was in his honor, Lu Yan only felt dizzy with fatigue. After the sacrifice ended, he searched for Shen Qingfeng on the ice for a long time. When he couldn't find him, he dejectedly returned to the Marquis's Mansion.
It was already late at night. He thought Shen Qingfeng had returned to the Shen Mansion. When he got back, that heartless Xu Ruhui hadn't even left any food for him. The maids had all gone to rest, and Lu Yan was too lazy to call anyone, so he drew his own bath water.
After Lu Yan finally got into the bathtub and was enveloped by the warm water, he let out a satisfied sigh. Then, due to extreme fatigue, he leaned against the edge of the bathtub and fell into a deep sleep. He didn't expect to be woken up by a strange noise. When he turned his head, he saw Shen Qingfeng's deathly - pale face.
He had never seen Shen Qingfeng like this before.
The always elegant Shen Qingfeng now looked as if he had just crawled out of hell. His hairpin was loose, and his clothes were wrinkled with several big holes. On his pale face, the expressions of despair and pain disappeared the moment he saw Lu Yan, replaced by suppressed joy and confusion. Then, two streams of hot tears welled up in his tear - filled eyes.
Lu Yan felt his heart clench.
He abruptly stood up, grabbed a white cloth and wrapped it around his lower body. Without a word, he stepped out of the bathtub, reached out and pulled the person who seemed about to collapse into his arms. He rained kisses on Shen Qingfeng's head. Lu Yan only felt his heart shattering. Anger and self - reproach welled up in his heart: "Qingfeng, why are you here? What happened to you? Who did this? I'll kill him for you!"
Shen Qingfeng leaned into the familiar embrace. For a moment, he couldn't tell reality from fantasy.
He tremblingly reached out his hand and grabbed Lu Yan's hand. As if to confirm, he called out with a sob: "... Lu Yan?"
"I'm here, I'm here, Qingfeng. I'm here." Lu Yan tightened his grip on Shen Qingfeng's hand. He lowered his head and pressed his forehead tightly against Shen Qingfeng's.
The person in his arms was trembling all over, and his tears seemed to flow endlessly. Lu Yan looked at Shen Qingfeng and gently wiped away his tears with his hand. Shen Qingfeng seemed extremely scared and kept crying. Lu Yan sighed and could only reach around Shen Qingfeng's lower back and hold him tighter.
"Don't be afraid, Qingfeng. I'm here..." Lu Yan patted Shen Qingfeng's back, as if this could make the person in his arms feel better.
"Lu Yan." Shen Qingfeng felt the heat from Lu Yan's bare chest. At that moment, he only felt that everything was so absurd. He closed his eyes with tears in them and tremblingly hugged Lu Yan tightly from behind.
This was the first time Shen Qingfeng had actively responded to Lu Yan.
Lu Yan's eyes widened. He excitedly picked Shen Qingfeng up and pressed him against the wall.
Shen Qingfeng let out a muffled groan as his back hit the wall, but he didn't say a word.
It was a lie to say he wasn't scared. Just now, Shen Qingfeng had actually prepared himself to see Lu Yan's corpse, but he was alive, so hot and affectionate, as if he could melt away all of Shen Qingfeng's coldness.
This heat was so alluring that Shen Qingfeng's mind went blank. He just wanted to get closer, even closer. He raised his head and carefully examined the handsome man in front of him with his tear - filled eyes, tightening his hands on Lu Yan's neck.
Lu Yan felt a surge of heat rising from all over his body and surging everywhere.
"Shen Qingfeng, do you know what it means when you look at me like this?" Lu Yan's voice was hoarse and deep, with a unique male charm and sex appeal.
Shen Qingfeng's eyes were half - open. His hairpin was long gone, and his long black hair cascaded down from his head and messily fell on his shoulders. He looked blankly at Lu Yan and gently parted his lips.
Something snapped in Lu Yan's mind.
The next moment, Lu Yan, like a hungry beast that had been starved for a long time, frantically kissed those thin lips.
Shen Qingfeng's lips were as cold as his face. Lu Yan felt his throat tighten. He tightly held the soft body in his arms. He pressed one hand on the back of Shen Qingfeng's head and the other under his buttocks, picked him up, and pressed him against the wall.
Lu Yan's kiss was domineering and lingering. Their lips intertwined, making a sticky, blushing sound. Lu Yan seemed to be poisoned. The more he kissed, the more crazy he became. He stuck out his tongue and lingered on Shen Qingfeng's teeth. The person in his arms had to hold tightly to his shoulders because his feet were off the ground. Shen Qingfeng let out a muffled groan, and Lu Yan suddenly let go of him, emitting an urgent and suppressed growl: "Open your mouth."
Shen Qingfeng was dazed from the kiss. He wasn't inexperienced in kissing. In his past life, he had kissed Xia Chuli, but Xia Chuli's kiss was like a gentle touch of a dragonfly on water, cold and calm, while Lu Yan's kiss was hot and crazy, with an overbearingness that brooked no refusal.
Shen Qingfeng's mind was in a daze. He couldn't think anymore. His mouth slowly opened, but the next moment, it was blocked by Lu Yan again.
This time, the hot tongue easily broke through Shen Qingfeng's teeth. Lu Yan's tongue swept over every corner of Shen Qingfeng's mouth and blocked his suppressed groans in his throat.
This kiss was too crazy. I don't know how long it lasted. When Lu Yan reluctantly let go of Shen Qingfeng, Shen Qingfeng's lips were swollen from the kiss.
A long, thin silver thread was pulled out by Lu Yan and then broke in the air.
Shen Qingfeng's face was as red as a ripe persimmon. He lowered his head, his wet eyelashes fluttering, not daring to look at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan looked at Shen Qingfeng, and the satisfaction in his heart was as sweet as honey.
It had been too long. He had waited for this day for so long. Today was the Winter Solstice Festival. It was said that on this day, as long as you gave your sweetheart a carved ice iris, lovers would eventually get together. But after the sacrifice ended, when he walked to the place where Shen Qingfeng should be with the ice flower in his hand, he didn't see Shen Qingfeng.
But how fortunate he was. Although the ice flower in his hand finally melted into water, he was now truly holding this person in his arms.
Lu Yan picked Shen Qingfeng up again and strode towards the bed. Shen Qingfeng let out a soft cry, and then he was thrown onto the bed.
In the dim room, he could only see by the moonlight that Lu Yan, like a wild beast, pressed on top of him and locked him on the bed.