The Elegant Dancing Years By Huo Li (火狸) | BL

Chapter 58 | Hot Spring

With his arms encircling Qi Xutian's neck, Qi Mingyue was panting when he heard this question. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "When you try it later, you will know."

Even though he had just had a lustful affair with him, his MingEr was not in the weaker position in the slightest bit. At this time, he said these words so confidently but Qi Xutian was not displeased. On the contrary, he raised his lips to show a teasing smile full of ambiguity, "I am looking forward to it, but it's a pity that MingEr is still young now. Let's talk about it later." His fingers drew across Qi Mingyue's length below as he (QX) let out a chuckle.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously and heavily bit down on the clothed chest in front of him, "Father, just wait for it." As long as he's a man, no one could bear to listen to this. Qi Mingyue felt a little discontented as well as somewhat helpless. Although this body had grown up a bit, compared to Father, it was still far behind. Even his height reached just as high as his chest.

Thinking of this, Qi Mingyue couldn't help sighing and then laughing. He had never thought that he would have a day when he'd complain about this. Enduring the discomfort below, he tried tidying up his robe but was unexpectedly unable to support himself. The moment his legs went soft, Qi Xutian hugged him in his arms.

"Before that day comes, it's better to let me hold you." After giving Qi Mingyue a light peck on the lips, Qi Xutian helped him straighten his robe and the silk trousers that had been hurriedly untied before lay at his feet. The pure white colour had been soaked in the two men's fluids as well as the snowflakes and was mottled with marks. He held it in his hand and smiled cheekily at Qi Mingyue, "It's all wet..."

Under the moonlight, his silk trousers mottled with semen looked particularly striking and even Qi Mingyue, who had experienced a lot of battles in his previous life, felt his face turn a bit hot when he looked at it. He coughed lightly in embarrassment and reached out to take it, but was evaded by Qi Xutian, "Are you shy? How rare."

Putting away the damp silk trousers, Qi Xutian let out another low chuckle and with an ambiguous expression, his breath fanned against Qi Mingyue's ear, "I better keep it with me, they're too wet to be worn anyway." He reached under the hem of his (QM) clothes and gave his bare buttocks a little squeeze before unfastening his own outer robe and draping it over him, covering him (QM) carefully before holding him horizontally in his embrace.

While nestling in his father's arms, Qi Mingyue had mixed feelings in his heart. He was used to being in a top position and had never felt anything like this before. Because of their intense sensual affair just now, there was a bit of tingling pain below which made him feel uncomfortable. He was not quite used to it but he did not regret it.

He had long expected the meeting between father and him, however, he did not expect it would lead to them being in the woods at the back of the palace on such a snowy night where both of them did not even undress, only his silk trousers were removed before they engaged in such ardent sex. But he had to admit that even though he had spent time on the Lofty Mountain earlier, upon reuniting and seeing Father after such a long time, his heart suddenly flooded with uncontrollable affection. It could be said that even without Father Emperor's anger, he would have asked for it upon reaching the bedchamber. Although he was in a bit of a rush this time, fortunately, Father was able to control himself and did not indulge too much.

Thinking of this, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever touched anyone else when I was not around?"

By now, the sporadic descent of snow had stopped. Qi Xutian was holding him in his arms and walking slowly under the night, but not in the direction of the Xuantian Palace. He replied with a chuckle, "Are you suspecting me?" He actually asked this question; it seems that MingEr truly cares. Qi Xutian's eyes were filled with delight and he picked up his pace.