Since you know Xiao Chi had bought cond*ms last chapter, then you should have guessed it’s going to be a fun chapter ;) I had to censor certain words since we don’t want to get demonetized, so thank you for understanding in advance!

Translated by Pure

Edited by Alkonost

Snuusnuu warning~

Chapter 51.1 The Market For These Sauces Might Not Be Any Smaller Than My Television Sets. 

Xiao Chi rang the doorbell. The moment the door opened, the ‘shy’ child leapt onto him.

Reflexively stretching out his hands to support the other's buoyant buttocks, Xiao Chi spun a one-eighty. Once he stepped into the house, he dropped a kiss on Lin Jingzhe's face.

Lin Jingzhe's legs clamped tightly onto him, and his hands wrapped around Xiao Chi’s broad shoulders. Xiao Chi's arms were rugged and strong, as stable as Mount Tai; he didn't seem to have the slightest discomfort with this sudden load. 

His scorching body and strong woody aroma came strongly, all at once. But when the damp heat left his face, Lin Jingzhe pursed his lips, and a strange emotion lingered inside him.

He had been waiting in his new home for a long time, all the while fidgeting around. He obviously liked the decoration of this house, but he couldn't muster any interest in admiring it. The moment the doorbell rang, his heart seemed to be drawn in by an invisible kite string. The action of jumping onto Xiao Chi was completely subconscious. When he came back to his senses, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help feeling a little ashamed of himself.

This kind of action seemed too intimate for their type of relationship...

But Xiao Chi's tacit kiss and pampering attitude fueled his arrogance, so Lin Jingzhe cast aside this meaningless problem. He hung onto Xiao Chi's body, clinging like a koala cub, so much so that he didn’t even come down when Xiao Chi was taking off his shoes and closing the door. 

Xiao Chi kissed the tip of his nose and then kissed his chin, his heart tasting the sweetness of a chocolate confectionery with strawberry filling. He was rendered helpless at his lover’s coquettish behavior, so Xiao Chi didn't even bend down to look for indoor slippers and walked directly to the sofa in the living room with Lin Jingzhe in his arms. Along the way, there were dull, but regular sounds when the soles of his feet touched the floor. Lin Jingzhe proudly asked him, "How do you like my new home?"

Xiao Chi only had him in his eyes; he didn’t bother to look around and continued to stare deeply at Lin Jingzhe’s face. "Very pleasing to the eyes."

Lin Jingzhe wanted to shy away from Xiao Chi’s burning gaze when he suddenly felt the two palms supporting his buttocks become restless. The kneading was not hindered by the thin fabric of the trousers and the back rise seam of the pants was touched from time to time causing his body to heat up immediately. Lin Jingzhe breathed a little more heavily. His arms were still hugging Xiao Chi's shoulders, but he moved his left hand to gently pinch Xiao Chi's earlobe.

Their eyes collided, and the tip of their nose slowly approached each other, followed by their lips.

Lin Jingzhe hugged Xiao Chi tightly, lowered his head, and opened his mouth. His fingers ran through his hair and firmly pulled at the moment when his mouth was captured by Xiao Chi’s slippery and dexterous tongue.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the wet sounds of lips and tongue kissing. Lin Jingzhe felt like an ignited flame; his whole body fell into an unprecedented excitement. While they were deep in their makeout session, Lin Jingzhe couldn't help but move his hand down and ripped open Xiao Chi's meticulously buttoned shirt. He moved his palm into the new opening, groping Xiao Chi's tight but not exaggerated abdominal muscles.

Xiao Chi suddenly opened his eyes. His sharp eyes became fiercer because of boiling desire, but Lin Jingzhe was not afraid of him. With a provocative look, he mischievously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.

His muscles tensed but Xiao Chi only readjusted their position. With a turn, Xiao Chi walked towards the stairs.

Saliva overflowed from the corners of his mouth during their kiss. When their lips separated, there was a small sound because they were too tightly entangled. Lin Jingzhe leaned his head against Xiao Chi's forehead and involuntarily stared at the tempting lips that had compelled him to indulge. When he felt the jolts of being carried upstairs, Lin Jingzhe panted, "... Cond*m?"

"I brought it."

Xiao Chi walked all the way up to the third floor while still carrying him. He turned the knob to one of the doors and threw Lin Jingzhe onto the bed.

Lin Jingzhe got up quickly and knelt on the bed. His eyes were still moist and his lips still red and swollen. At this moment, he had a playful smirk as he tore off the plastic outer cover of the cond*m box with his dexterous fingers.

While doing so, Lin Jingzhe glanced down at the words on the box and chuckled.

Xiao Chi remained silent as he tore off his tie and threw it aside. He then took out a tube of lubricant from the other trouser pocket, threw it to Lin Jingzhe's side, and then got on the bed and pressed him down.

Lin Jingzhe raised one arm and hooked it around Xiao Chi’s neck, obediently laying down on the bed. With his other hand, he held the small box and put it closer to his own face. With a slight turn of his head, Lin Jingzhe grabbed out a single cond*m with his mouth. When he turned his head back towards Xiao Chi, there was a teasing smile in his eyes.

Xiao Chi's Adam's apple slid up and down and his abdomen started to ache from the constant teasing. It was then that he suddenly felt a gentle force, like a bird flapping its wings, near the zipper of his trousers.

Lin Jingzhe rubbed against the tip of his nose. While still biting the cond*m, he spoke in a somewhat incoherent tone, like a restless finger poking at Xiao Chi's ear——

"Size L? Did you buy the wrong size?"

"Touch and see?" Xiao Chi exhaled a hot breath and touched Lin Jingzhe’s incompliant mouth. It was as if a flame had ignited in his head, burning him into a scorched plain after a forest fire. Not knowing where the impulse came from, he directly raised his hand and slapped Lin Jingzhe's butt with a neither light nor heavy force.

Immediately, Lin Jingzhe seemed to have been greatly wronged. He spat the cond*m in his mouth and cried, "Bast*rd!"

Then he pretended to kick and beat Xiao Chi above him. He punched him a few times, but because he couldn’t beat him, Lin Jingzhe hooked his legs around Xiao Chi's waist instead.

Xiao Chi's whole body willingly immersed itself into this sweet trap that was beyond redemption. His fingers trailed down along the thighs wrapped around his waist. He moved his head closer and rubbed against the tip of Lin Jingzhe's nose. His consciousness was muddled as he spoke hoarsely, voice strained, "...Does it hurt? Let me rub it for you..."

Their lips glued together again. When they tossed and turned, one could still see the two tongues churning inside, completely inseparable.

Lin Jingzhe's fingers ran through Xiao Chi's hair as his fingertips gently caressed the latter's scalp. He moaned impatiently, begging for the fiery hand to touch his cr*tch.

Xiao Chi fumbled as he untied Lin Jingzhe's belt with one hand and unzipped the zipper with the other. As soon as there was an opening, he reached in. Lin Jingzhe was immediately pleased. His body involuntarily lifted as he parted the lips that were clinging to Xiao Chi’s. His brows creased together, he was panting heavily, and his consciousness fell into a blur. Lin Jingzhe's legs would tremble at every touch.

Xiao Chi was completely swept away by Lin Jingzhe's licentiousness. As if driven by an invisible force, he breathed in several short breaths in succession, one grunt after another. 

After they both shared their first release, Lin Jingzhe straightened up cooperatively and allowed Xiao Chi to pull his trousers down.

Feeling the urgency in Xiao Chi's movements, Lin Jingzhe tilted his head up and chuckled. Squinting his eyes, Lin Jingzhe then playfully stretched his body on the bed. His bare and slender legs bent up, and the soles of his feet rested on Xiao Chi's shoulders, like a beautifully curved archery bow drawn from having its string pulled.

"F*ck!" Xiao Chi cursed. His eyes turned red as fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He fondled Lin Jingzhe's thigh, and suddenly turned and bit his ankle. Lin Jingzhe hissed softly in pain but did not move his leg. He just frowned slightly and scolded, "Are you a f*cking dog?"

Xiao Chi chuckled. There was no trace of his usual calm demeanor. He straightened up, staring at Lin Jingzhe with beast-like sharp eyes, and at the same time reached out to untie his own belt.

"We’re actually... suppose to... have a housewarming meal... Hiss! Take it f*cking easy!" The person on top of his body suddenly became agitated as if he had been given a stimulant. Lin Jingzhe was pressed face down on the bed and couldn't break free no matter how he tried. He could only obediently feel the comfort from the front and the kisses from behind his neck all the way to the spine. 

Xiao Chi's unskilled movements carried natural oppression and unruliness. The occasional over-excited nibbling made Lin Jingzhe suddenly have the illusion that he was being done by a wild beast. The viscous lubricant was doused all over his gro*n, and the liquid even flowed down from his perineum to his thighs.

His sensitive areas were constantly attacked. Lin Jingzhe grabbed the quilt under his body and couldn't hold back his short gasps and low moans.

His constant moans delighted Xiao Chi. He continued to pleasure him with his hand as he held Lin Jingzhe at his waist with the other. Xiao Chi pressed down from behind, opened his mouth to bite the back of Lin Jingzhe’s neck, and grunted in a low hoarse voice, "Is it here? Hm? Is it here?"

Xiao Chi seemed to be equipped with a motor as his hand moved faster and faster. Lin Jingzhe's whole body was tense, there seemed to be no gap in between each breath; he felt as if he was riding a roller coaster that gradually made its way to the top, just concentrating on the very moment.

The feeling of weightlessness invaded his whole body in an instant as if countless electric currents had rushed into his body. He cried out from the onslaught and then clamped onto the two fingers inside of him.

After Lin Jingzhe's release, he lay paralyzed on the soft bedding, completely exhausted. His body was trembling uncontrollably, stimulated by the unprecedented pleasure. Xiao Chi took in this sight with relish as his fingers continued to rapidly thrust in and out. Immediately after, Lin Jingzhe tightened again, and a large stream of transparent liquid flowed out from the front again.

Lin Jingzhe felt as if he was about to die. He couldn't even raise the strength to speak as he helplessly twitched ferociously, his legs convulsing with Xiao Chi's movements.

Xiao Chi pulled out his fingers. He then lowered his head and kissed Lin Jingzhe's sweaty cheeks. With his wet fingers, he ripped open the plastic cond*m covering and put it on himself. He carefully inserted himself into the softness that had already been moistened by two cl*maxes.

Lin Jingzhe's consciousness was fuzzy; he hadn't recovered from the stimulation just now, so he frowned slightly because of the slight pain. He stretched out his hand to push away Xiao Chi's lower abdomen with negligible strength.

But his weak movement was not so much a rejection as a sweet caress.

Xiao Chi looked at his absent-minded appearance in fascination. His lower body was being tightened inch by inch by Lin Jingzhe but he only felt that the psychological pleasure was even more irresistible than the physical pleasure.

"Jingzhe—"

"I'm coming in—"

He held Lin Jingzhe's slender neck with both hands and pressed his thumb lightly on the Adam's apple that was constantly bobbing from the mixture of pain and pleasure. This place was incredibly fragile, seeming as if it could be crushed with just a little effort.

Xiao Chi vigorously moved his waist and then worked at an accelerated rate. His lower abdomen collided with Lin Jingzhe's buttocks repeatedly, stirring that lubricating fluid into a viscous foam.

With his hands still touching his throat, Xiao Chi was intoxicated by Lin Jingzhe's hoarse moans. From time to time he felt the slight vibration of the vocal cords under his fingertips.

Xiao Chi lowered his head, furiously bit the lip that made his heart itch, and sucked a few hard mouthfuls.

Then he let go of Lin Jingzhe, who was about to suffocate. His expression returned to its usual gentleness as the tip of their noses lightly collided.

Mine.

Xiao Chi stared closely at Lin Jingzhe. The latter’s slightly opened eyes looked into his blurred vision as the giant beast lurking deep in his heart screamed firmly and resolutely——

He’s all mine.

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