In the bedroom.
Jiang Chiyan wore nothing but a little pair of underwear-Xiao Cheng's underwear, at that.
He wore no shirt. Pale gold body chains crisscrossed his body, gleaming faintly with a cool light beneath the soft orange lighting, sultry and seductive.
Jiang Chiyan propped his head up languidly and chuckled. "We're practically an old married couple. Why are you running? Feeling shy around me?"
Xiao Cheng walked over, picked up his pillow, and headed out. "I'm sleeping in the study tonight."
Xiao Cheng had only just reached the door.
Jiang Chiyan was already behind him. He deftly locked the bedroom door, wrapped his arms around him from behind, and asked softly, "What, want to spice things up with a little game of cat and mouse?"
"Hmm? Little mouse?" Jiang Chiyan's breath brushed the base of Xiao Cheng's ear. "What are you hiding from? Where are you going to run?"
Xiao Cheng squirmed away from the ticklish sensation.
But Jiang Chiyan only held him tighter.
Xiao Cheng swallowed. "J-J-J-J-J-Jiang Jiang Chiyan, my back still hurts. D-don't mess around."
Jiang Chiyan laughed casually and slipped a hand under Xiao Cheng's clothes. "Why are you so nervous? Your back hurts, huh... It's not like I abuse you."
Xiao Cheng glanced at him.
Jiang Chiyan certainly wasn't abusing him.
He was forcibly embracing him.
But Xiao Cheng didn't dare say it, nor did he dare move.
He squeezed his eyes shut, letting Jiang Chiyan run his hands all over his waist.
Since he couldn't escape, he let Jiang Chiyan do as he pleased.
He knew Jiang Chiyan was a man with a strong desire to conquer.
As long as he stayed still, Jiang Chiyan would lose interest in him.
Jiang Chiyan saw straight through the little scheme he had hidden so well and