Just as Zhou Qing started unbuttoning his pants, Zhang Shirui suddenly sprang out of nowhere like a mad dog, grabbing hold of Zhou Qing’s pants and breathing heavily as he stared at him.

Seeing Zhang Shirui acting so possessively, Zhou Qing smirked with amusement. “Oh, Young Master Zhang…”

It was as if he were seeing Zhang Shirui for the first time today.

Just a moment ago, Zhang Shirui had looked like a mad dog, but with just a smile from Zhou Qing, his legs trembled, his hands shook, and even his lips quivered. “Zhou… Zhou… Zhou Qing, I want to be with you.”

Zhou Qing was first stunned for a moment, then let out a suppressed laugh, which quickly turned into a burst of loud laughter.

He laughed so hard that he almost choked on his own saliva, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes. While laughing and coughing, he said, “Be with me?”

Zhang Shirui nodded vigorously. His palm still held Zhou Qing’s pants, and despite the seemingly flattering expression on his face, his hand decisively fastened Zhou Qing’s pants button. At the same time, without a word, he took off his suit jacket and gently tied it around Zhou Qing’s slender waist.

“Do you really want to be with me?” Zhou Qing looked at Zhang Shirui’s face as if seeing something new and intriguing. He was a bit puzzled. Casual flings or even a few more encounters were fine, but with Zhang Shirui acting this way, it almost seemed like he wanted something more serious.

But whether real or fake, people often go their separate ways once the fun is over. So what’s wrong with a bit of fun…

Zhou Qing scanned the few regulars in the bar, assessing them carefully. After a few rounds, he decided that Zhang Shirui’s appearance was better than most of them. Considering his capabilities, he thought, why not? It’s still fresh, so he might as well enjoy it for now.

Zhou Qing stripped naked and sat in the bathtub. He lay comfortably, while Zhang Shirui knelt between his legs, licking his cock, making him feel so comfortable. This fawning dog then looked at Zhou Qing eagerly with an expectant gaze.

Zhou Qing smiled and placed one leg on this guy’s shoulder, raising his eyebrows, “Want to fuck me?”

Zhang Shirui swallowed hard. Zhou Qing lazily lifted his other leg onto the man’s shoulder as well.

Zhang Shirui lost himself completely. He lunged forward and thrust his already swollen member into Zhou Qing’s body, letting out a deep, mindless growl of pleasure.

Listening to such an animalistic sound, Zhou Qing laughed, his body trembling, further clenching around Zhang Shirui’s member, turning him from a submissive dog a moment ago into a hungry wolf.

———

Zheng Gongdong smashed the computer on the desk again after a week.

This was the tenth one this week.

Thankfully, he’s rich, so breaking ten a day is no problem.

But what’s bothering him now is that there’s no one to comfort him, or rather, no one dares to.

The person who could comfort him and dared to has been off work all week. Word is, that person has been living it up, partying every night. Just a few nights ago, he even had a run-in with their rival, Zhang Shirui, at a bar, making a scene that was loud enough to make even a cat in heat seem modest.

The person spreading the rumor swallowed hard, took a sip of water, but still couldn’t stop himself from feeling embarrassed.

As for Zheng Gongdong’s subordinates, they had seen how intense Brother Qing could be, but even they, who had been around the block and played the field, couldn’t help but blush as they listened.

They couldn’t imagine being with someone like Brother Qing, but just hearing the sounds from that day made them feel restless… really restless.

And now, they were indeed feeling uneasy. The boss’s mood worsened by the day, and the anger in his eyes seemed ready to burn everyone in sight.

What’s worse, the person who could extinguish the fire was nowhere to be found, and instead, more ‘rumors’ were being stirred up. This wasn’t helping… sigh.

After smashing the new computer he had barely touched today, Zheng Gongdong grabbed his coat and headed for the parking lot.

The old man had been waiting for so many days to see him, so it seemed like there was something important to discuss.

But what was there to discuss? Didn’t it all end with a clean break? Zheng Gongdong sneered, feeling annoyed. What was this even about? Not long ago, he was talking with Zhou Qing about the future, about retirement, about everything under the sun. But now, just a few days later, they hadn’t seen each other, and each of them had moved on to someone else.

What was love, really? Did time make everything change? Did the feelings that never existed before suddenly stir up, making everything feel different?

But damn it, he still liked Zhou Qing. He still wanted to grow old with him, even allowing Zhou Qing to boss him around when they were both old.

He had given him his whole life—after all this, couldn’t he still keep him?

As Zheng Gongdong walked through the dimly lit parking lot, his handsome, cold face flickered in the passing lights, like a half-drawn blade, subtly revealing an air of danger.