A week passed, and Bai Yucheng’s body had almost fully recovered. The surgical scars had faded significantly, and during the check-up, the doctor said he was healing well. Song Yan and Cheng Tian were both very happy.
Cheng Tian no longer needed to care for him at the hospital, and she didn’t want to intrude on the couple’s time together.
“How much longer until I can leave the hospital?” Bai Yucheng asked, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. “It’s hard to sleep here.”
Song Yan smiled and said, “Aunt said it would be just a few more days. They need to confirm your post-surgery recovery, especially regarding the reproductive cavity.”
“Alright,” Bai Yucheng replied, feeling a bit dejected. Although Song Yan was with him, nurses still came by from time to time.
While most things were fine, at night, when he slept next to Song Yan, he often found himself becoming sensitive and warm.
This was a hospital! It would be mortifying if a nurse saw them.
It had been difficult to restrain himself during pregnancy, and Bai Yucheng felt like he was turning into a monk. Meanwhile, Song Yan happily visited the twins every day. How could Bai Yucheng possibly express his desires?
It was too embarrassing.
Since yesterday, Bai Yucheng had been feeling discomfort in his chest. It felt swollen, as if something wanted to come out. It must be what Cheng Tian mentioned. Because she had to feed the baby, so there would be a little…
Song Yan wouldn’t mind this, of course, but he (BYC) would find it strange!
If they were at home, he could try massaging it himself, but now Song Yan was like a personal bodyguard, constantly watching his every move, worried that he might be uncomfortable.
Song Yan cheerfully brought milk, asking if Bai Yucheng wanted some and if he’d like to see the children afterward. However, Bai Yucheng had more pressing matters to address. His face slightly flushed, he said, “I don’t want any…”
Noticing something was off, Song Yan set down the milk and asked with concern, “Are you feeling unwell?”
Bai Yucheng shook his head. “It’s nothing. Let’s… go see the children.”
Song Yan had long known he would act this way and was simply waiting for him to speak up. After all, Song Yan had also endured discomfort during the pregnancy.
Their palms touched, startling them both.
It seemed neither could resist any longer. Uncertain who moved first, their tongues intertwined passionately. Bai Yucheng’s sweet sounds nearly drove Song Yan mad. However, one small matter remained unaddressed.
He pressed the special “Do Not Disturb” button in the hospital room—a detail Bai Yucheng remained unaware of.
“Ah… ah~ Song Yan… mmm, ngh…” Bai Yucheng moaned as he was pushed onto the bed, his body burning with desire for Song Yan’s touch.
Song Yan tore open Bai Yucheng’s clothes, his hands roaming freely.
Soon, Bai Yucheng’s pheromones leaked out. The fresh, enticing scent tightened Song Yan’s lower abdomen, unconsciously releasing his own pheromones in response.
It had been far too long since they’d indulged so recklessly. They had been behaving properly during this period. Now that Bai Yucheng’s body had recovered well and the children were in good condition, there were few concerns holding them back.
Before Song Yan even removed Bai Yucheng’s pants, his kisses and caresses alone brought Bai Yucheng to climax once.
Seeing the wetness, Song Yan’s smile deepened as he helped remove the bothersome pants and underwear. To his surprise, Bai Yucheng was quite aroused. “Yucheng, are you this sensitive? You came so much.”
“Don’t… don’t say it…” He turned his head, blushing.
“There’s nothing wrong with that. I’m the same,” Song Yan nuzzled him gently. “It’s just us here.”
“Mmm… too much talk…” Bai Yucheng wrapped his arms around Song Yan’s neck, spreading his legs and hooking them around his waist.
“So eager?” He laughed, kneading Bai Yucheng’s chest. “This part is eager too, isn’t it?”
“Ah~” Bai Yucheng’s body went limp, starting to tremble slightly.
He hadn’t mentioned this all this time, but it seemed Song Yan had known for a while. Well, they were married with children now, so it didn’t matter if he knew.
“Song Yan… it hurts… swollen,” Bai Yucheng furrowed his brow. “Help me.”
Finally, he spoke up. Song Yan’s lips curled into a smile as he pulled open Bai Yucheng’s clothes. Such a lovely sight – two small pink buds had already hardened, their color vivid.
He gently took one in his mouth, eliciting a moan from Bai Yucheng’s throat.
Song Yan lowered his head, earnestly suckling the small pink bud. Soon, there was a milky fragrance.
“Ah… mmm, Song Yan… oh… feels so good… mmm…” Bai Yucheng was completely lost in the pleasure Song Yan was giving him.
Hearing Bai Yucheng’s soft, enchanting moans, Song Yan unconsciously thrust against him with his hardness. But it was still confined by his pants, the layers of fabric uncomfortable for both of them.
Especially for Bai Yucheng, whose pants had long since disappeared.
Eagerly, he began undoing Song Yan’s belt, his movements practiced – he had bought this belt for Song Yan as a backup when he was still his assistant.
Song Yan let him proceed, merely cooperating. Bai Yucheng pulled down his belt, then suddenly paused. He grabbed Song Yan’s hair and, taking advantage of his surprise, flipped their positions.
“I’ll… I’ll do it,” he said.
Song Yan was still a bit dazed. Bai Yucheng, face flushed, kissed Song Yan’s neck, tasting a hint of saltiness. It seemed he, too, had been sweating from restraint.
His soft hands roamed over Song Yan’s body, brushing past his hardened nipples and firm muscles. Finally, they stopped at his underwear, Bai Yucheng’s face poised between Song Yan’s legs.
With misty eyes, Bai Yucheng was now driven by lust. The slowly intensifying scent of hormones was the best aphrodisiac. He gently bit Song Yan’s black underwear, pulling it down. The eager member sprang free.
“Mmm.” Bai Yucheng felt a bit scared, but the place that had been so intimately joined with this part quickly recalled that fiery passion. After a soft whimper, he opened his mouth and took in the tip.
“Hiss-” Song Yan was momentarily lost in the sensation of Bai Yucheng’s warm mouth, the visual impact overwhelming.
Usually, Bai Yucheng’s serious work demeanor was unapproachable, exuding distance. But now? He was taking Song Yan in his mouth, face flushed, gaze alluring.
Unconsciously, Song Yan reached out to grasp Bai Yucheng’s hair, wanting to push himself deeper.
Bai Yucheng didn’t mind, striving to accommodate Song Yan’s desires, his hands constantly caressing the inner thighs. His mouth made continual sucking sounds as their rhythm became increasingly harmonious.
After just a few thrusts, Song Yan released directly into his mouth.
“Huff… sorry…” Song Yan reached for a tissue, but to his surprise, Bai Yucheng swallowed everything.
He panted heavily, occasionally licking Song Yan’s deep red member.
Clearly, once was not enough.
This was Bai Yucheng’s first time doing this. He had some reservations at first, but for some reason, having Song Yan’s weighty member in his mouth gave him an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
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