TYMIMA Chapter 161

Lance could tell when Zhan Pingchuan was approaching the critical point just by watching the frequency of his abdominal muscle contractions.

Sometimes when he couldn’t see clearly, Lance would lift up the shirt to watch the beautiful abs and firm chest rise and fall trembling under his hands, dripping with sweat.

All the capillaries in Zhan Pingchuan’s body were engorged and red. Sweat beads rolled down his eyelids, dripping onto the floor in front of him. Soon, a small puddle formed on the floor.

He truly had S-level endurance. In the end, he stubbornly kept his hands up, and the belt only showed two cracks.

Lance was satisfied.

The little wolf cub still kept his promises. Seeing him like this, Lance finally began to feel sorry for him.

Lance withdrew his hand, ultimately not letting Zhan Pingchuan fully release. He untied the belt that had long since failed from Zhan Pingchuan’s wrists, kissed his dry, salty lips, and asked: “Do you remember?”

It took Zhan Pingchuan a while to calm down from the roller coaster-like surges of impulse. He licked his lips and let out a hoarse laugh: “I remember. Too deeply.”

Not just deeply, but effectively. He would never forget for the rest of his life.

Zhan Pingchuan stood up from the floor, his knees wobbling before he steadied himself. He went to the bathroom, splashed his face, washing away the embarrassing sweat, then looked down at his brother.

It seemed unnecessary to cool down his brother now. He walked out without any concealment.

Lance stole a glance from the corner of his eye, roughly understanding Zhan Pingchuan’s intention. He calmly withdrew his gaze and assessed his own stamina.

Zhan Pingchuan took off his suit jacket, pulled over a chair, and sat across from Lance with his long legs spread wide.

“Are you okay?” Lance asked with concern.

“Don’t worry, my fighting spirit has just been aroused. I want to fuck hard.” Zhan Pingchuan spoke without restraint. Having been tormented enough, his entire being radiated strong possessive desire.

Lance felt his ears warm slightly from what he said, almost losing his composure.

“My turn now.” Zhan Pingchuan glanced at the water stains he’d left on the floor. “Let’s start from before we were dating.”

“The first night of school, you killed Erdiff and used your ultimate move, causing pheromone loss of control, high fever and pain. When you first returned to the dorm, you wanted to kill me, right? But you spared me when you discovered I could soothe you.” Zhan Pingchuan’s eyes were rarely so perceptive.

Starting with a big move, Lance felt slightly restless.

“…It was because you didn’t rashly mark me that I didn’t kill you.”

Hmm, so he still wanted to kill him. Zhan Pingchuan noted this account.

“And that electric eel Alpha in the classroom—I wondered why he died so conveniently. Turns out White Pharaoh ruthlessly killed him and pinned the blame on me.”

Lance couldn’t refute this. He had indeed made Zhan Pingchuan take the blame to hide his identity. At that time, everyone was expendable in his eyes.

“No rebuttal?” Zhan Pingchuan continued. “In Frightening Bird underground city, you deliberately provoked me to take first place because you actually wanted to use this to gain internship qualifications for the restricted zone and complete your mission, right?”

Lance suddenly felt things were going badly. He seemed to have more dirt on him than Zhan Pingchuan.

“Later in the restricted zone, when I said I’d accompany you to deliver meals, you immediately agreed because you were eager for me to be punished with solitary confinement, so I could help you figure out the confinement room’s layout in preparation for rescuing your good friend.” Zhan Pingchuan brushed some dust off his knee and smiled. “Baby, am I wrong?”

“…I only planned to get you into solitary confinement, not to have you whipped.” Lance quietly added.

Zhan Pingchuan nodded, not minding. He beckoned to Lance: “Come sit on my lap. How can we settle accounts from so far away?”

Here it comes!

Lance felt alert and got up from the sofa to walk toward Zhan Pingchuan.

Just as he was about to sit sideways on Zhan Pingchuan’s right leg, Zhan Pingchuan stopped him, emphasizing: “Sit in the middle, facing your husband directly.”

Lance: “Mm.”

He glanced at Zhan Pingchuan, meeting his determined gaze, then slowly lifted his bathrobe and straddled Zhan Pingchuan’s legs.

This position was truly awkward. Zhan Pingchuan deliberately kept his knees spread to the distance he’d demanded earlier, so that Lance’s feet couldn’t touch the ground and his bottom was suspended, with only his thighs bearing his full weight.

Pale legs draped over black suit pants—the stark contrast stimulated Lance’s eyes.

Zhan Pingchuan untied his robe belt and looked inside: “Didn’t you just shower? Why are you wearing something underneath?”

Lance thought to himself, how else could he walk from the other room to here without wearing anything?

Just as he was about to get up—

Zhan Pingchuan pressed his legs down: “No need, tearing it open works just as well.”

Words had power. Lance instinctively tightened his knees at this statement: “Husband…”

“Mm?” Zhan Pingchuan responded, helping him push his knees apart. “Speaking of family background, I made that up on the spot to buy you shumai, and Tang Li spread it around. I never intended to deceive you in such an outrageous way. But White Pharaoh told me after we started dating that his sister did farm work and his father broke his leg.”

Lance’s attention was entirely focused below, no longer caring about Zhan Pingchuan’s judgment.

The thin fabric was easily torn open, and slender fingers began playing in the gap.

“And that passport destruction trick—as unique as removing tires and stealing toilet paper. How did you come up with that?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lance’s toes curled sharply, star magnolia pheromones spilling uncontrollably.

“Don’t…” His low moan almost escaped.

“Baby was so ruthless with me, but can’t handle it when it’s your turn?”

Zhan Pingchuan raised his left wrist, showing clear marks from the belt, and because of the excessive force, there were even blood spots on the inside.

“It’s bruised. Come lick it for your husband.”

Lance lifted his fox eyes to look at Zhan Pingchuan, then obediently brought his lips over, first gently brushing his wrist bone with his lips, then extending his tongue tip to lick near the pulse.

Soon, the marks were covered with a bright layer of saliva. His moist red tongue moved in and out like a kitten grooming, taking care of all the blood-spotted skin.

Zhan Pingchuan’s wrist felt cool from the licking. On a whim, he deliberately moved his fingers vigorously, making squelching sounds, then whispered in Lance’s ear: “Baby, do these two water sounds seem similar?”

Lance felt like he’d been shocked by the sound, his ears turning completely red, his teeth chattering so he couldn’t speak.

Zhan Pingchuan’s suggestion made him inevitably imagine that these two places had no difference—both moist and red, lots of fluid, being used simultaneously.

“…Stop talking.” Lance pressed forward to block Zhan Pingchuan’s lips.

Zhan Pingchuan accepted his kiss with peace of mind, then announced after the kiss ended: “If you don’t want me to talk, then I’ll just do it.”

He pulled Lance toward him and withdrew his fingers.

Lance was completely soft and ready, star magnolia pheromones quickly filling the room.

He secretly thought the punishment should be over—what new tricks could the little wolf cub have?

However, an hour later—

Lance couldn’t stop his body from trembling. He lay against Zhan Pingchuan’s shoulder, his voice containing sobs.

“Enough… husband!”

He’d experienced this kind of trembling four times already. The marble floor had long since accumulated a pool of liquid, but Zhan Pingchuan showed no signs of stopping, nor did his rhythm slow.

“How long did you control me just now? Now it should at least be doubled, baby. Bear with it a little longer.”

Hearing this, Lance finally sobbed aloud, burying his face deeply in Zhan Pingchuan’s shoulder.

The afternoon in Phobos Bay was long and passionate, with red clouds filling the sky, coconut fragrance wafting, and blooming flowers almost unable to close.

Lance was held in Zhan Pingchuan’s arms, hand-fed sandwiches and milk to restore his strength.

Right after eating, he rolled over and turned his back to Zhan Pingchuan.

Zhan Pingchuan was both amused and exasperated, pinching his ear: “Come on, I’m not even angry.”

“Who’s angry? I have serious business.” Lance pretended to be magnanimous, then took out his phone to call Lan Wendao, getting straight to the point: “Dad, how’s the old madman now?”

Lan Wendao: “Sigh, he won’t die, but all his muscles have atrophied and his organ functions are poor. Recovery-type Awakened can’t help, and doctors are at a loss. He’ll probably have to live with a wheelchair and nutrient bags.”

“After I go back and question him, let’s send him to Aunt Chu. Hechuan International’s medical standards are world-leading—maybe they’ll have a solution.”

“Aunt Chu?!” Lan Wendao repeated loudly. “Sweetheart, did something happen last night that would give me cardiac arrest? Why are you only calling me now?”

Lance glanced at Zhan Pingchuan: “…Not really.”

Lan Wendao breathed a sigh of relief: “You nearly scared dad to death.”

Lance: “It’s not progress. We did this after final exams—now it’s just review.”

Intensive review.

“…”

Lan Wendao burst out cursing: “Zhan Qinghe, you’re evil incarnate! Daily ulcers!”

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On this very day, news about AGW Special Dangerous Death Row Prison was exposed by the Polar Glacier Organization.

Even though the Federation government tried desperately to delete posts and apply pressure, they couldn’t suppress the continuous stream of firsthand information from polar networks.

Media reporters from around the world flocked to Samp Town, filming the broken chain bridge, interviewing furious townspeople, and investigating the truth about human experimentation.

[Shocking Scandal! AGW Special Dangerous Death Row Prison Raided, Mad Clown Successfully Escapes!]

[Warden Asmodeus Dead, Blue Pivot Second District Director Si Hongche Suspended, Multiple S-level Awakened Trapped on Loracity Icefield!]

[Human Experimentation Confirmed! Utopians Suffered Terribly!]

[Polar Glacier Organization Investigators Lan Pingjing and Tira Venture into Danger, Confirm Radiation Source.]

[Awaiting Death but Still Exposing Truth—AGW Special Dangerous Death Row Prison Inhumane and Insane!]

[White-Robed Assassination Squad? Federation’s Secret Weapon? Hear What Utopians Say.]

[Investigation: Why Imprisoned? Utopians Actually Held in Federation Prison?]

[Polar Glacier Organization’s Righteousness: Sheltering All Utopians, Openly Breaking with Federation!]

…

News flooded everywhere. Citizens throughout the Federation looked grave and had no heart for work.

Just when the entire nation was worried, the peaceful negotiations between High Tower Guild and Ghost Eye Guild concluded successfully.

Eagerly waiting reporters and secretly concerned citizens finally got this bombshell news!

It was like a pot of hot oil poured directly over the Federation government’s raging anger—

[This meeting was attended by representatives who were the heirs of both guilds. Due to the intense heat during negotiations, the two young masters decided to marry on the spot!]

“???”

“I’m not saying anything, but you two big brothers? Really that heated?!”

“Am I just ignorant? What positions do people usually negotiate in these days?”

“We ordinary people sit on opposite sides of a table, far apart, but who knows about them.”

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