Chapter 20
When Xia Leyang opened his eyes again, the scene was familiar but blurry.
The surroundings were the Gu family mansion, and the furniture and decorations were different from the present, indicating it was the appearance before renovation.
A man sat on the living room sofa, holding a glass of wine. Cantonese songs played in the background. Xia Leyang instinctively walked towards the man, pulling him into a dance.
The man’s face remained blurry and unclear. Xia Leyang could sense the man laughing as they swayed and twirled together, exchanging soft whispers.
As the song ended, Xia Leyang led the man upstairs. Upon opening the bedroom door, the scene suddenly changed. The bedroom now resembled its current state, with a familiar two-meter bed and a man lazily flipping through a book.
If the living room scene had a soft light filter, making it feel hazy and unreal, the bedroom scene now seemed like a return to the most basic camera setting, incredibly realistic.
As the saying goes, familiarity breeds contempt. Xia Leyang quickly woke up, realizing this was reality. He watched helplessly as he climbed onto the bed, a sense of ominous foreboding growing stronger.
—Don’t climb onto the bed!
Xia Leyang screamed in his mind, but his limbs betrayed him, crawling onto Shang Tingzhi.
“Guo Guo,” the possessed Xia Leyang smirked at Shang Tingzhi, “Come and play.”
Shang Tingzhi had sensed something amiss when Xia Leyang climbed onto the bed earlier. Now, with Xia Leyang speaking, he immediately confirmed that the female ghost was causing trouble again.
“Who are you?” Shang Tingzhi calmly placed the book on the bedside table, then sat upright, hands on his knees, adopting a defensive posture.
“I’m your Yang Yang,” the female ghost replied, her index finger gently stroking Shang Tingzhi’s thigh, “I’m so hungry.”
—I’m not hungry at all! I don’t want to eat your food!
“Listen to my advice, reincarnating soon is your true destination.”
To be honest, Shang Tingzhi didn’t know how to deal with this female ghost. He could only reason with her. However, it was evident that this approach wasn’t working. The female ghost ignored him and started messing with his pants.
—Stop it!
Xia Leyang could only watch as Shang Tingzhi’s pajamas gradually gave in, almost going mad with desperation. The female ghost, perhaps due to Xia Leyang’s intense struggle, paused and withdrew her gaze, saying, “This is a win-win cooperation.”
After uttering this, she suddenly raised her head and shouted into the empty space, “Win-win my ass! Where did I win?!”
She lowered her head again, “I inhale, you collect essence, for beauty and skincare purposes.”
Head lifted once more, “I’m taking care of your mom!”
!
Shang Tingzhi watched in silence as Xia Leyang played both roles and talked to himself, not knowing what to do. He tentatively asked, “Yang Yang?”
“The one surnamed Shang, think of a solution!”
Xia Leyang struggled to move his eyes and speak, but his limbs were beyond his control. Desperately, he tried to signal Shang Tingzhi with his eyes, his big watery eyes almost crying out of urgency.
“Or…,” Shang Tingzhi said with a hesitant expression, “let it be for now, and pay attention next time.”
“What??”
Xia Leyang’s hands uncontrollably started pulling down Shang Tingzhi’s pants again. The female ghost was strong, and if Shang Tingzhi resisted, he might accidentally hurt Xia Leyang. Since the ghost would leave once satisfied, he symbolically struggled for a moment, ultimately placing his hands behind him, adopting a casual posture.
“Shang Tingzhi, you bastard, you did it on purpose!” Xia Leyang glared at Shang Tingzhi with hatred in his eyes.
To be honest, Shang Tingzhi wasn’t intentionally doing anything; he was just going with the flow.
The hidden parts were suddenly exposed to the air. Although the organ wasn’t engorged, its size was significant.
Last time Xia Leyang saw it, he thought it might have been an exaggerated dream element and didn’t take it seriously. However, this time, he couldn’t help but both be furious and curiously inspect the size.
Under Xia Leyang’s rubbing, the weapon gradually took shape. Unable to control his hands, he could only boast, “What’s the use of being big? Can’t even please a wife.”
Shang Tingzhi squinted his eyes in enjoyment, too lazy to argue.
As the organ became harder in Xia Leyang’s hands, the veins provided a unique sensation. Xia Leyang cursed until his throat felt sore. Suddenly, his body moved involuntarily downward, and the enlarged organ appeared unexpectedly in front of his eyes.
“Wait, wait, don’t!!”
The “ah” sound was eventually swallowed by a gulp. Xia Leyang’s eyes turned red with anger. Yes, he had been sucked off by this damn charlatan again.
“Remember this… mmm…!”
With his mouth filled with the large organ, Xia Leyang angrily stared at Shang Tingzhi. Despite the strong resistance in his heart, his hands cooperated with the movements in his mouth, playing with the two small spheres below.
“Mmm…”
A deep moan escaped from Shang Tingzhi’s throat. Compared to last time, Xia Leyang was conscious, simultaneously insulting him while pleasuring him. For some reason, it excited him, making his brain go numb.
“You… dirty charlatan… mmm… I don’t want to suck your… dirty…!”
“Gurgle gurgle… slurp slurp…”
“I’ll tell Auntie… you bully me…”
“Yang Yang, you’re amazing.” Shang Tingzhi involuntarily pressed down on the back of Xia Leyang’s head, guiding him to take more of it in his mouth.
The bell-shaped mouth had already oozed quite a bit of fluid, and Xia Leyang’s head accelerated its up-and-down motion. Before long, Xia Leyang felt a warmth in his throat. Subconsciously, he made a swallowing motion, and Shang Tingzhi’s cloudy fluid was all swallowed into his stomach.
In that instant, Xia Leyang felt as if his brain had been emptied. A surge of energy inexplicably rushed through his body. He regained control of his body, but this force receded like a tide, leaving him physically exhausted and lying on the bed.
“Ugh… you dirty charlatan, bullying me.” Xia Leyang felt wronged, and there were traces of saliva at the corner of his lips. Shang Tingzhi, observing this, cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, “Rest for a while.”
“You’re not a good Guo Guo.” Xia Leyang turned his back to Shang Tingzhi, grumpily pulling the blanket over himself.
Shang Tingzhi slightly frowned and asked, “What did you say?”
“You’re a bad Guo Guo, a rotten Guo Guo.” Xia Leyang muttered.
Xia Leyang wouldn’t normally speak like this. It was evident that the Hong Kong-style Mandarin was influenced by the female ghost, indicating that the ghost hadn’t completely left.
Shang Tingzhi’s first reaction was to consult Li Shan on what to do. However, he immediately realized that doing so would require explaining the whole situation, and he couldn’t possibly tell Li Shan what had just happened. After some thought, he decided to handle it himself.
From experience, once the female ghost absorbed enough yang energy, she would leave on her own. Now, since Xia Leyang was still influenced by the ghost, could it be because the yang energy wasn’t sufficient?
Shang Tingzhi came up with a plan, but he hesitated because he could use the previous incident as an excuse to avoid this. However, using this method on Xia Leyang might result in a slap, considering the young master’s temperament.
“Yang Yang?” Shang Tingzhi nudged the sulking little mountain beside him.
“Go away.” The little mountain twisted and avoided Shang Tingzhi’s hand.
Shang Tingzhi pulled down the blanket and looked at the sweat on Xia Leyang’s neck. Seeing dense beads of sweat, he furrowed his brows and asked, “You’re not feeling uncomfortable, are you?”
Xia Leyang weakly said, “Uncomfortable, it’s all your fault.”
Shang Tingzhi pondered for a moment, then took a deep breath as if making a determined decision. He turned Xia Leyang over, propped himself up, and looked down at Xia Leyang, saying, “Don’t blame me; I’m doing it for your own good.”
Xia Leyang’s body felt weak, and his head was dizzy like pudding. He stared blankly as Shang Tingzhi buried his head, and before he could react to what was happening, his lips were covered by something warm.
Huh?
The refreshing feeling throughout his body momentarily stopped Xia Leyang’s thoughts. He felt something stirring in his mouth, like an energy bar continuously delivering vibrant strength.
Shang Tingzhi didn’t expect Xia Leyang to obediently allow the kiss. The sensation of the tongue was too good, and he forgot his initial intentions, letting instinct guide him to indulge in those tender lips.
After a while, Shang Tingzhi released Xia Leyang. Xia Leyang half-opened his lips, looking at Shang Tingzhi with a dazed expression, asking, “What are you doing?”
Shang Tingzhi licked his lips, forcibly suppressing the flame in his heart, and asked casually, “Feeling better?”
Xia Leyang, who had just regained normalcy from his previously weakened state, was still slightly dazed. The scene just now felt like a dream. He wasn’t quite sure and asked in standard Mandarin, “What is this…?”
Shang Tingzhi, completely relieved now, lay down beside Xia Leyang and turned off the bedside lamp. “Nothing, just supplying you with some yang energy. So the female ghost won’t bother you.”
“Oh…” Xia Leyang absentmindedly replied. Suddenly, he felt something was off. “You, you used saliva to supply it to me?”
Shang Tingzhi, without much reaction, asked, “What else?”
Right, what else?
Xia Leyang pondered in his mind. If it’s about supplying yang energy, he only had this receiving point, and saliva was better than the previous thing.
However, the more Xia Leyang thought about it, the more he felt something was off. Why did Shang Tingzhi always take advantage of him so naturally?
