Only Pei Zhen would dare to comment that Fu Sichen's nature-defying good looks were scary.
Fu Sichen was almost amused. He had liked Pei Zhen for so many years, of course he knew what his young boyfriend was thinking.
"Fine, it was that cheap youth who was at fault." Putting aside the youth who was lusting after his young boyfriend, Fu Sichen changed the topic by planting a full kiss on Pei Zhen's lips. "Shouldn't we renew our marriage after a long separation?"
The first step in a marriage would be to kiss to the heart's content!
Fu Sichen pressed Pei Zhen up against the door, a hand locked on the young boyfriend's waist and the other on the back of his head. They sealed their lips in a grinding kiss. There was a certain urgency in the union, having been apart for days. Fu Sichen parted his teeth and slid his tongue into Pei Zhen's mouth, searching desperately and not letting up.
