Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

Chapter 111 Beast (Intuitive Version)



Chapter 111 Beast (Intuitive Version)

The tent was filled with a decadent atmosphere.

Zhao Zimo turned over the table, pressed his whole body on top of Lu Yuguan, and just stared at him quietly.

"Zhao...Brother Zhao?"

Lu Yuguan's heartbeat quickened, and he could feel the man in front of him breathing quicken.

"Yuguan, don't call me like that..." Zhao Zimo gasped, "Call my name, be obedient, and shout quickly."

"Zi... Zimo?"

Lu Yuguan hesitated for a moment, and his brain gradually stopped thinking under the influence of alcohol.

At this moment, let alone asking him to call her name, even if Zhao Zimo asked him to call him husband, Lu Yuguan might not hesitate.

"good."

"Your voice sounds so beautiful..."

The man's hot breath, mixed with the sweet smell of alcohol, directly covered the boy's face.

Zhao Zimo's blurred eyes were like a slippery octopus, his gaze sliding from the eyelashes to the soft earlobes, and then slowly moving down to the cheeks as white as mutton-fat jade.

And the two lychee shells he had been longing for.

At this moment, the man just wanted to use his tongue to roughly open it and scrape the sweet lychee flesh inside, interweaving the saliva of both of them together.

"Brother Zimo...if you keep doing this, I'll call for help..."

Lu Yuguan's voice became softer and softer, like the beautiful girl in the storybook, who was reluctant but willing at the same time.

Zhao Zimo, like a beast playing with its prey, gently slid his fingers across Lu Yuguan's nose, then slowly moved closer to his face and opened his mouth to bite the unprotected earlobe.

"Hmm...itchy..."

The man touched the sensitive part of his ear, and a tingling sensation like an electric shock went straight through the top of Lu Yuguan's head.

Zhao Zimo rubbed the tender flesh lightly with his teeth. The half-light, half-heavy force was like the surging waves, continuously spreading the pleasure throughout Lu Yuguan's body.

"How's it going? Do you like it?"

Zhao Zimo whispered in the boy's ear, blowing hot air into the hole from time to time.

Just for a moment.

The endless itching tortured Lu Yuguan so much that he trembled all over.

"Zimo...let me go..."

"I'm uncomfortable."

There were little pearls in Lu Yuguan's eye sockets, which were about to slide down the corners of his eyes like peach petals, but were greedily captured by Zhao Zimo's tongue.

"Who allowed you to cry, huh?" Zhao Zimo said.

"Who said I cried... I... I didn't..."

Lu Yuguan sobbed softly.

He clearly didn't feel sad, but for some reason he shed tears.

Zhao Zimo lowered his head and chuckled. He looked at the boy under him shyly covering his red face with his arms, and then pushed it away with ill intentions.

"Yuguan, don't cover it."

"You look a thousand times, ten thousand times better now than usual."

Lu Yuguan was so excited that he couldn't hear what Zhao Zimo said at all. He just thought he was praising himself.

The teasing just now had made Lu Yuguan lose the strength to resist. The muscles all over his body seemed to have turned into stiff wood, and he turned into an obedient puppet.

He could only stare at the man's handsome face and wait for him to fiddle with it at will.

"Brother Zhao, that's enough... right?"

"You refuse to call me that again," Zhao Zimo said in feigned anger, "How many times do I have to tell you before you remember?"

Lu Yuguan was frightened by the man's sudden change in attitude. He bit his lower lip blankly and wanted to explain to him.

"But Brother Zhao is Brother Zhao."

"You are obviously... you are——"

"Just what?"

Zhao Zimo tore open his shirt, and with the help of spiritual power, the clothes turned into pieces of cloth flying in the air, finally revealing his strong chest.

Lu Yuguan smelled the scent of the clothes.

It was a desire for release and liberation, which he had encountered in Li Chonglin.

So it's pretty clear what's going to happen next.

The momentary panic brought Lu Yuguan back to consciousness, and a little cold sweat mixed with the remaining warmth of hormones dripped from his forehead.

"Zhao Zimo, think carefully—" Lu Yuguan shouted in fear, "If you really take that step, we can no longer be friends!"

Hearing the young man beneath him calling his name, Zhao Zimo's heart was instantly poured with a bucket of cold water.

"Yuguan, don't you understand?" Zhao Zimo said slowly, "You have been my property long before Li Chonglin."

"what?"

Lu Yuguan was stunned for a moment.

He didn't understand what Zhao Zimo was talking about.

Zhao Zimo lowered his eyes and looked at his chest. He reached out and pulled out the necklace inlaid with blue gemstones and placed it in Lu Yuguan's palm.

"I ask you, what is this?"

"The necklace you gave me..."

"You don't want to show the necklace because you're afraid that Li Chonglin will find out, right?" Zhao Zimo said gritting his teeth.

"No...no, I didn't..."

"Then why do you always defend him in public?"

Zhao Zimo suddenly raised his voice, and his trembling words were chilling.

Lu Yuguan was so frightened that he couldn't say anything. He just stared at him blankly.

"Every time I see you taking such good care of him, do you know how sad I feel?!"

"I'm not biased towards him," Lu Yuguan explained after recovering from his shock, "I just don't want you to argue anymore, so I'm treating you equally—"

"Shut up, I don't want to hear your explanation!"

Zhao Zimo glared at the prey under him, wrapped his right hand around the boy's fist and exerted force until the necklace left a deep mark on the palm of his hand.

"what!--"

Lu Yuguan cried out in pain.

"He is the crown prince, and I am also the crown prince. Whatever he can give you, I can also give you!" Zhao Zimo said coldly, "Yuguan, answer me, do you understand?"

"I understand... I understand..." Lu Yuguan whimpered in pain and begged for mercy, "Please let me go first, please let me go, okay?"

Seeing the young man so dejected, Zhao Zimo finally let go of his hand with satisfaction, and his face regained its calm expression.

However, he did not intend to let Lu Yuguan go, and his legs still clamped the boy's body tightly.

"Yuguan...Yuguan..."

Zhao Zimo's voice was low and magnetic. Every time he called Lu Yuguan's name, it was like he was gently rubbing the boy's heart with a feather.

"Zhao Zimo, let me go... Let's talk it out!"

Lu Yuguan stared at the ferocious beast on his body in fear.

It was not until then that he deeply felt that as a cultivator from the northern border, Zhao Zimo had a desire for conquest ingrained in his bones and a wildness that had been suppressed for a long time.

"Yuguan, listen to me, just listen to what I have to say..."

Zhao Zimo threw himself on Lu Yuguan's body, like a domestic dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy from its master.

But the direction of the tail changed.

Lu Yuguan felt the unusually rising temperature and his expression suddenly changed.

"Zhao Zimo, let me go and I will do whatever you say, okay?" Lu Yuguan said pitifully.

"No, as soon as I let go, you'll run away again," Zhao Zimo said in a deep voice, "I finally caught you, but you're going to go find Li Chonglin again."

"No, I swear!"

Lu Yuguan was anxious. He felt the man's body gradually getting hot, and his temperature even soared to an uncontrollable level.

Zhao Zimo chuckled and untied his belt, saying, "I won't be fooled again."

"Zhao Zimo!"


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