"I'm fine-" Xiao Zhan continued puking.

Xiao Zhan vomited non-stop, Wang Yibo could only wait for Xiao Zhan to even throw up the milk he drank as a child before helping him back to their room and wash up. Xiao Zhan might have threw up till he was weak, he could only sit on the toilet bowl cover and let Wang Yibo clean him up.

"Ah, ah, fake alcohol is bad..."

Wang Yibo thought that Xiao Zhan was truly dumb, it was clear that that man was suspicious, if he did not decide to go to the bar because he was worried, Xiao Zhan could have ended up crying helplessly in a hotel room tomorrow.

"Junior, stop, stop rubbing!" Xiao Zhan struggled to open his eyes, swiftly brushing past his crotch, "You're about to rub my dick stiff!"

"It has been stiff for awhile."

Wang Yibo was clearly the 21st century version of Liu Xia Hui, nothing would affect him, Xiao Zhan was then infected by his state of mind, he also calmed down- What's wrong, little bird? Why are you chirping in the middle of the night?! Xiao Zhan could not wring his dick like how he would actually wring the neck of a bird, so he decided to give himself some relief. He eyed Wang Yibo, wanting him to get out so that he could work on himself. Wang Yibo after looking at him, hesitantly reached out and gripped Xiao Zhan's object. Xiao Zhan nearly leapt up in fright.

"What, what what what are you doing!"

"Helping you." Wang Yibo displayed an innocent expression.

"Why are you helping me?!" Xiao Zhan felt like a 3 year old raising his butt waiting for Wang Yibo to wipe it for him.

"Did you not give me a hint with your eyes?"

"When did my eyes hinted at you?"

"You just looked at me with desire in your eyes."

– Fine Writer Xiao, you score full marks for language! As Wang Yibo was holding on to his stiff rod, the memory of that ecstatic and pleasurable night on the rooftop again drifted into Xiao Zhan's mind, he embarrassed clutched his legs together, but did not try to break free, Wang Yibo's hand was like a warm cocoon, his fingers pale and slender, stroking that deep red shaft it looked no different from when he was playing the piano, there was no eroticism to it. Wang Yibo leaned towards Xiao Zhan, Xiao Zhan huddled into Wang Yibo, breathing deeply, all he could detect was Wang Yibo's scent.

Although Wang Yibo was clothed, he was already soaked. Looking at Xiao Zhan's warm but untouchable nude body, Wang Yibo licked his pale lips, was there too much steam in the bathroom, or was it the beast inside him stirring, Wang Yibo removed his shirt. Xiao Zhan seemed to have puked his brains out, having been stimulated to this extent, his knees pushing Wang Yibo's thighs apart, only to discover a small, no, a big tent in his underwear, Wang Yibo had been clearly holding it back. Xiao Zhan as though reciprocating, reached out towards Wang Yibo's pants and released his shaft. Wang Yibo lifted his leg on to the ledge, exposing himself, facing Xiao Zhan's nakedness.

"Don't worry about me."

"Hush."

Xiao Zhan stood up, trembling, pulling Wang Yibo to sit on the toilet seat cover, then like the previous time he straddled Wang Yibo's waist, face to face they started stroking each other's rods. Wang Yibo, whether it was his length or his circumference were both considerable, Xiao Zhan however was already used to it, their rods rubbing against the other, drops of precum emerging from their tips.

"Junior, Junior..."

Xiao Zhan's panting got heavier, he was about to climax, Wang Yibo's hands were really skilful, if there was a hand job competition in this world, Wang Yibo would definitely be the champion if he participated. Unlike Xiao Zhan who was lost in pleasure, Wang Yibo was about to go crazy, he only had to remember that there could have been another ending to this situation he was furiously jealous.

If he did not go to the bar, Xiao Zhan would have been taken away by that man, that man definitely would not have just simply exchanged a friendly hand job with Xiao Zhan... Damn it.

Wang Yibo really swore aloud, this vulgarity rang in Xiao Zhan's ear like a blast of a cannon, loud enough to clear all thoughts in Xiao Zhan's head. He came upon hearing Wang Yibo's sexy cursing, calling out Wang Yibo's name. It was like a physical blow to Wang Yibo's head, that extraordinary excited clamouring made him do something he would never have done before.

"Can I use your thigh?"

Xiao Zhan did not react, he understood what Wang Yibo was asking, could be that the shock of the climax had yet to leave his body, or he had no defence against Wang Yibo's intriguing voice, Xiao Zhan murmured.

"Just don't hurt me."

Upon hearing that Wang Yibo immediately turned Xiao Zhan around, his chest to his back, hugging him, grinding vigorously between Xiao Zhan's tightly clenched thighs. He had never experienced such stimulation before, his inner thighs both tender and sensitive, as well as with Xiao Zhan's martial training, his thigh muscles were defined beautifully, the thick pole rubbing between the fair thighs, the skin slowly turning red.

"Stop, stop it, Junior, Junior–"

This was too peculiar, peculiar till Xiao Zhan was about to give up thinking about anything. It was not that it was uncomfortable, but it was too enjoyable, Xiao Zhan no longer had any barricades in his heart, he was instead both satisfied and in bliss.

"Zhan."

Wang Yibo tilted Xiao Zhan's head, his voice not hiding his possessiveness and lust, he was about to gnaw on Xiao Zhan's lips, but in the end still looked away and bit his own lip. Xiao Zhan noticed it, but chose to pretend he did not, only closing his eyes while his inner thighs were stimulated eagerly, allowing Wang Yibo to release his passion between his thighs.

It would be the 31st of December tomorrow, the last day of the year, Xiao Zhan, like always, happily joked around with Wang Yibo, but their relationship did not seem to have progressed any further.

Maybe they both understood their feelings, but neither was stupid, they were trying to see who would give in first, they were both evenly matched.

"Senior, shall we celebrate New Year's eve tomorrow? There'll be a fireworks display around Tower 213 at Yang An."

"Sure! Let's go together!"

Xiao Zhan replied urgently, as though he had a guilty conscience, if he were to be late in replying it would be like he was hiding something. Maybe tomorrow, as long as he took the first step, he should get a reply, if the answer was not what he was expecting, he would just push Wang Yibo down the stairs!