CH 21

Learning that there was something off with Liang Rong’s brain yet again, the auntie hastily packed up her things and left in a hurry, giving some space for Song Ning to treat him.

The two of them sat at the dining table to eat together. Song Ning couldn’t help but overthink after finding out what Liang Rong had in mind from what he saw earlier on. He subconsciously started being expectant, and his little heart was beating restlessly in his chest.

On the other hand, Liang Rong was calm and collected, not the least bit of acting unusually. From time to time, he would considerately take some vegetables and put it in Song Ning’s bowl.

Song Ning chewed dryly, thinking that he might have made a fool out of himself. Maybe what he saw was just a box of eye drops.

24.

After dinner, Liang Rong took out two reality show scripts and leaned back on the sofa with Song Ning to read them.

Liang Rong knew that Song Ning was a little scared about going on a TV show, so he carefully explained to him sentence by sentence, even circling the important points for him to look out for with a red pen.

On the surface, Song Ning was seemingly listening intently and nodding, but his heart hadn’t stopped overthinking yet. Most of what Liang Rong said was not heard by him.

This state continued until almost nine o’clock, when Liang Rong suddenly closed the scripts in a loud ‘snap’ sound.

Song Ning was startled. He sat up straight and asked, “What do you want to do?”

“It’s getting late. Let me drive you home first. You have work tomorrow.”

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“Ah, is that it?” Song Ning blurted out.

Liang Rong laughed and asked him back, “What else should I be doing then?”

Song Ning scrambled and waved his hands about, “Nothing, nothing.”

After saying that, he jumped up from the sofa but before he could stand, his whole body was pushed back onto the sofa.

Liang Rong pressed Song Ning tightly under his body, smiled and whispered into his ear, “Since Ah Ning had brought it up, it seems that something has to be done then.”

25.

Although he had been preparing his heart for several hours now, but when Liang Rong’s warm breath swept beside his ear, Song Ning’s head still buzzed and crashed.

Liang Rong looked tenderly into Song Ning’s eyes as his lips moved to kiss him gently on the tip of his nose.

“Ah Ning, I really like you a lot, do you know that?”

Song Ning’s heart instantly softened as if it was going to melt away. He buried his head into then nest of Liang Rong’s shoulder and nodded.

Liang Rong smiled and asked in a low voice, “So, does Ah Ning like me back now too?”

Buried in Liang Rong’s shoulder, Song Ning did not say anything. Liang Rong’s heart gradually sank.

Just when Liang Rong wanted to get up from Song Ning, he heard Song Ning’s small but clear reply.

“I’ve always liked you.”

26.

Liang Rong fiercely sealed Song Ning’s lips with his own.

It was a passionate and wild kiss that almost sucked Song Ning’s soul away, leaving only a shell incapable of thinking as he clung firmly to Liang Rong’s shoulders.

Liang Rong let go of Song Ning as he reached out and opened the drawer next to him. He took out a box of condoms and a bottle of lubricant from inside.

The condoms were banana-flavoured, and Song Ning thought dizzily to himself the moment he saw them: it would be better if they were strawberry-flavoured.

Liang Rong squeezed some lubricant into his hand, carefully removed Song Ning’s pants and his hand went to his back.

He could feel Song Ning’s body trembling a little, so he said in a soft and comforting voice, “Ah Ning, don’t be afraid. I’ll be as gentle as he was.”

Song Ning instantly sobered up and explained to him, “No, we actually haven’t…”

Liang Rong didn’t catch what he said. His lubricated hand at the back fumbled for a long while, unable to find the right position and he frowned worriedly, muttering to himself, “How strange. Why am I so rusty? Shouldn’t there be some muscle memory?”

27.

Both sides couldn’t master it, so they had to obediently sit down and retrieved the computer, checking the internet for some theoretical knowledge.

After that, Song Ning went into the bathroom with a flushed face and took a shower. He properly stretched himself down there before coming out.

By this time, Liang Rong was already lying on the bed. He downloaded a European action film and invited Song Ning to watch it together when he saw him come out.

The pure Song Ning had never seen this kind of film before. As soon as he heard the passionate screams of the beautiful young man, a certain body part of his involuntarily experienced some change and the place where he loosened himself earlier on slowly moistened up.

Liang Rong hooked Song Ning under himself and pressed his own hardness against his. His voice was hoarse as he asked, “Are you starting to feel it?”

Song Ning’s cheeks were flushed and hot, stubbornly saying, “This…This kind of film lacks a touch of realism, how could it be that big.”

Liang Rong laughed, gently biting Song Ning’s lips. “Want to see a bigger one?”

28.

Song Ning regretted it. The size of some things should not be questioned.

When Liang Rong’s huge thing entered him, Song Ning felt like his whole body was going to be pierced through.

Song Ning grabbed onto Liang Rong’s back and wrapped his legs around his waist like a cat, calling out to him and asking him to be gentler. Instead, he was met with a wave of even more violent thrusts.

That night, not only did Liang Rong use up all the positions in the movie, he also created a few new moves and ate Song Ning up cleanly.

After it ended, Liang Rong carried the limp Song Ning into the bathroom to clean up, before carrying him back to the bed to cuddle to sleep.

Turning off the lights, Liang Rong asked Song Ning: “Ah Ning, who is better? Me or me at sixteen-year-old?”

Song Ning rolled his eyes and fell asleep.