Chapter 14

"Yao Yue, are you angry with Hao Ye?" Beitang Yao Chen came into the room, her long robe trailing behind her and then she sat down elegantly. Had she walked in with a white jade fan in her hands, she would've portrayed a gentle nobleman image perfectly.


"What are you doing here?"


"To come see you. I heard your fetus was disturbed, and of course, as your sister, I'm worried for you."


Beitang Yao Yue looked at her wearing clothing with his own style, said, "Drink less at the Palace Banquet. You know I always drink light."


"I know." Beitang Yao Chen recalled Dongfang Hao Ye's sad little face, said, "Yue, don't be so hard to Hao Ye. He came all the way from Wen to find you, only to be scolded by you. He's so pitiful. I know your temper is unpredictable right now, but don't dump it all on him."


Beitang Yao Yue said nothing, Beitang Yao Chen stepped closer to sit next to him, and asked seriously, "Yue, you really don't want to come back with him?"


Beitang Yao Yue said lightly, "It's not that I don't want, but I can't."


Beitang Yao Chen frowned, "What do you mean? Are you saying..."


Beitang Yao Yue lowered his gaze, "He is the younger brother the Wen Emperor dotes on the most. Now with civil unrest is taking place in Ming, Wen Emperor just stands by the side and let his brother go all the way to Yaojing alone. Have you ever thought what their purpose is?"


"I have thought about it." Beitang Yao Chen promptly said, "But you should've wonder what his purpose is, not their purpose."


Beitang Yao Yue raised an eyebrow, "You trust Hao Ye?"


"Why wouldn't I trust him?" Beitang Yao Chen stared at Beitang Yao Yue, sighed, "You've been fooled by him once, so you can't trust him that easily. But have you ever wondered why he lied to you?"


"Then why do you think he lied to me?" Beitang Yao Yue asked lightly.


Beitang Yao Chen thought for a moment, then said, "Yue, I didn't think what he did was wrong. He just wanted to get to you."


"By using such a foul method."


"But, Yue..." Beitang Yao Chen gently smiled, eyes pointed to his belly, "Do you really have no feeling at all?"


Beitang Yao Yue was silent, then he let out a barely-there sigh.


Beitang Yao Chen pulled his hand, "Yue, why don't you trust him this once? If you can't be open, it's not him that I fear, it's you."


Beitang Yao Yue was startled.


Beitang Yao Chen sighed, "We are twins, what can you conceal from me? Eldest Brother was the heir to Beitang Wang, while Second Brother titled the Duan Qinwang, they earned 'Ri-Hui Brilliant Pair' in the capital. Growing up, we were fearless; everyone wanted to fawn over us, but who among them treated us sincerely?


"Though you are cold and aloof just like Eldest Brother, as if you care nothing of human emotions, but I know deep in your heart you were really looking forward to having someone who could be with you, who could stay with you."


Beitang Yao Yue knitted his eyebrows and lowered his gaze.


Beitang Yao Chen continued, "We are twins, nothing could separate us. When you were a child, your health was not good. When you were lying on the bed, we would be holding hands and refused to let go. Otherwise, we would cry. However as you got older, you became more independent and your temper cooler. Others said you were like Father, but I'd say you were like Diedie."


[Diedie also means 'father', but I don't want to use 'Dad' to differentiate these siblings' parents, sounds too informal. And yep you're not wrong.. the previous generation's Beitang Wangfei is a man, too.]


After saying these, she suddenly changed the topic, "Do you know why Father and Diedie agreed to marry you to Hao Ye despite the absurdity?"


Beitang Yao Yue looked up.


Beitang Yao Chen held back a laugh, "Because Dongfang Hao Ye came to Diedie and Father's home where they lived in seclusion. He set up a tent outside and begged them to agree to your marriage, or he wouldn't move an inch."


"What?" Beitang Yao Yue shifted.


"Diedie told me himself, he said that at the time, Hao Ye even came armed with various methods to win Diedie-in-law's favor, every day he would come with different methods, making Father's face green with anger.


"In the end, even Diedie couldn't withstand Hao Ye's 'filial piety', he grabbed a brush and sent a letter to Eldest Brother. And that way, ahaha... That way you were sent to marry.. hahaha..." Beitang Yao Chen finally couldn't hold back and laughed loudly.


The corner of Beitang Yao Yue's lips twitched, but he was not sure whether he should cry or laugh. For two years, he was blaming his parents, resenting them; turned out the one he should blame had always been the person next to him.


Beitang Yao Chen laughed until she had tears. Wiping the tears with a handkerchief, she said, "Father said one of you was cold, while the other was hot; one was aggressive, the other was calm. He said you were a match."


"Then.. what did Diedie say?"


Beitang Yao Chen thought for a moment, then said, "Diedie said, 'Yao Yue's temperament is too indifferent, too tranquil. If no one could move him, I'm afraid Yao Yue would be like this all his life.' Yep.. something like that.


"I think he meant that you were too passive, it would be very difficult for you to take the initiative to like other people. Only by people like Hao Ye whose heart was set for you, you could be slowly moved."


Beitang Yao Yue sighed inwardly.


Dongfang Hao Ye was an unstoppable poisonous viper; he would not only grabbed the stick you beat him with, he would also cling to you, stick to you, then bite you and not let go. After a mouthful of venom was injected into you, you could neither feel nor be aware of the poison. And because there was no antidote, you'd have to live with it all your life...




Dongfang Hao Ye waited outside the door. A long time later, Beitang Yao Chen finally came out of the inner room, Dongfang Hao Ye jumped up.




"Hao Ye, I'll be going first, you take good care of Yao Yue. For the New Year, don't irritate him anymore."


"Hehehe, I understand. Beating is affection, scolding is loving. Yao Yue is angry with me, it shows that he has me in his heart." Dongfang Hao Ye attentively helped Beitang Yao Chen put on her fur coat. He believed that after meeting with his sister, Yao Yue's mood would be so much better.


"If you understand, then it's good." Beitang Yao Chen smiled, then gently said to Dongfang Hao Ye, "Little Brat, if you bully our family's Yao Yue, this Sister will not spare you!"


"Okay. Sister rest assured. I won't let Yao Yue feel unhappy."


Beitang Yao Chen stared at him, smilingly said, "Yao Yue's feelings for you, do you understand?"


Dongfang Hao Ye stared back at her, then he suddenly grinned and nodded.


Assured, Beitang Yao Chen left the Wangfu. This Yao Yue the Tian Mountain snow lotus, eventually there was a day he was taken down by someone. She really had never expected it.


Who knew a chance encounter many years ago under the big tree in the flower garden, would led this Xiao Wangye, Dongfang Hao Ye, to pursue Yao Yue for so many years.




On the evening of the New Year, Zhu Ruo and Hong Ju dug out Xiao Wangye from his bed, urged him to sip a few cups of New Year special tea, then led him to the bathing room. There Xiao Wangye was scrubbed clean with a giant rough soap. After he came out of the bath he was dressed with a formal ceremonial dress.


Ming Country's formal dress was different than Wen Country's. When Dongfang Hao Ye married Beitang Yao Yue in Ming, they also wore this kind of Ancestral Worshiping ceremony dress.


Unlike the large and magnificent attire of Wen Country's, their sleeves and waist-lines were tight, with purple as the dominant color, and added with knee-high boots. The dress looked nobler and simpler; and though less showy and elegant, they boasted the Northern men's valiant and straightforward nature.


Dongfang Hao Ye watched as Zhu Ruo and Hong Ju fussed over him. This dress fit beautifully, surely it was not off-the-rack dress.


This was...


When they went back to the bedroom, Beitang Yao Yue had been groomed and dressed up; Dongfang Hao Ye could not help staring.


The first time Dongfang Hao Ye saw the dressed-up Beitang Yao Yue was at their wedding ceremony that time. Dongfang Hao Ye had been wearing a Ming formal dress, while Beitang Yao Yue a Wen Country's formal attire.


In the evening light, Beitang Yao Yue's long and dark eyelashes flickered gently, forming a faint shadow under his eyes, looking like a beautiful butterfly flapping its transparent wings; his thin, red lips was slightly pursed; a few strands of black hair escaped from his jade crown and gently swayed with his movements.


This time Yao Yue was wearing a Ming Country formal attire, showing off his tall and straight figure, also the prominent bulge of his lower belly.


When Dongfang Hao Ye was still mesmerized by the sight, Beitang Yao Yue asked, "Are you ready?"


"Huh? En." Startled, Dongfang Hao Ye nodded. Then he hesitated, "That.. it's an Ancestor Worshiping Ceremony. Do you want me to come?" As he asked, he pulled at his clothes nervously.




Hearing the answer, Dongfang Hao Ye grinned.


Beitang Yao Yue looked at him, "Worshiping Ceremony is a sincere ceremony. Our Beitang Family's ancestors are your ancestors too."


"Yes, I know." Dongfang Hao Ye quickly nodded as he walked to Beitang Wanguf's Ancestral Hall.


Chief Manager Ling led the servants to kneel respectfully on the platform outside the Ancestral Hall.


In the past, every New Year's Ancestor Worship was held at the Palace Altar. He sat behind Father Emperor, Elder Brother and Mother as they listened to the Old Eunuch lifting a long, long scroll and chanting an incomprehensible funeral address.


Many times he could not help but fell asleep on the marble floor of the altar; his saliva flowing to the ground. After Father Emperor caught sight of him several times, he ordered an extra large and soft cotton cushion to be made, and let Dongfang Hao Ye sleep on it instead.


Of course, after he grew into an adult he wouldn't have this treatment, and every time he'd have to pinch his own thighs hard to keep himself awake.


However, fortunately Ming Country did not have that kind of mambo-jumbo like in Wen Country; the ceremonies were much simpler.


Dongfang Hao Ye accompanied Beitang Yao Yue lighted a candle for the ancestors, kowtowed, and then listened to the Chief Manager chanted a few words and it ended. Although it was not long; only half a shichen, Dongfang Hao Ye's knees had gone numb. When he got up and saw Beitang Yao Yue was still standing firm with his back straight, he was relieved.


For the dinner, Beitang Wangfu's menu selection could not be doubted. Chief Manager had planned it since more than a month ago.


However, with Beitang Yao Yue's recent bouts of morning sickness; though morning sickness that started after four months pregnant was rare; the bouts could be quite violent.


Dongfang Hao Ye scanned the full table. As soon as Beitang Yao Yue saw the dishes, he covered his chest as if he was feeling uncomfortable. Dongfang Hao Ye quickly let the servants took away some of the dishes, leaving only a few that Yao Yue liked and could stomach.


At this time, the firecrackers could be heard from outside. If it was in Dongfang Hao Ye's Jing Wangfu, he would be coming out and asked the troupes to sing, adding to the festivity. But Beitang Wangfu didn't often arrange this kind of thing as Beitang Yao Yue himself was not interested.


A group of merry servants went out and lighted a cluster of fireworks. Although Dongfang Hao Ye didn't especially hire people from South Sea like he did last year to make the fireworks beautiful, these ones were also plenty and splendid. Beitang Yao Yue saw a few of the fireworks and could not help but smiled.


"That one, that one. Yao Yue, do you see it? It's the prettiest one." Dongfang Hao Ye pulled Beitang Yao Yue to stand on a raised platform, commenting each and every firework flowers.


"You should go and light some, too." Beitang Yao Yue said, "Chief Manager Ling had already prepared some more. Last year didn't you light ten or more firecrackers by yourself? Go and play with them."


"It's okay, for this year I'll stay here by your side." Dongfang Hao Ye said so, but his expression showed how eager he wanted to try.


"I'm not a kid, I don't need you to accompany me." Beitang Yao Yue pushed him with a smile, "Go on then."


Dongfang Hao Ye stood still, then grabbed Yao Yue's hand, "I'm not a child anymore, I'll be a father this coming year. Next time I'll light a firecracker with my son, this time I'll be here with you."


Beitang Yao Yue gazed intently at him and said nothing.


Under the big firework flowers, Beitang Yao Yue's calm and elegant countenance was also containing a layer of happiness, making his whole person looked glowing and radiant, his dark eyes also looked exceptionally beautiful under the moonlight.


Dongfang Hao Ye squeezed Yao Yue's hand and said slowly, "Yao Yue, I have prepared a gift for you. Do you want to see it?"


Beitang Yao Yue smiled slightly, "You have been preparing it for a long time, how could I let you down?"


Dongfang Hao Ye grinned, then pulled Yao Yue to the backyard.


"Didn't I say I'm not a child?" Beitang Yao Yue glared at Hao Ye's hand which was holding his own hand and swinging it back and forth; he held back a smile.


Dongfang Hao Ye pretended not to hear, and pulled him to the pool. A thick layer of ice on its surface quietly reflecting the bright moon on the sky, and the continuous fireworks in the air.


The two people walked into the water pavilion at the center of the pool; four charcoal braziers warmed the little place. The curtains around it were let down; separating the little space into a small world. The hustle and bustle outside was instantly replaced with tranquility and warmth.


"Where's the gift?" Beitang Yao Yue looked around him; he only saw a few light dishes and a jug of warmed wine on the table.


"Not so fast, you'll need to sit down first." Dongfang Hao Ye pulled him to sit on a bench and gestured to Xiao Dong standing under the steps.


"What is it? Why so mysterious?"


Dongfang Hao Ye didn't answer. He lifted the wine jug and pour him a cup of wine. This wine was mild and healthy; the alcohol in it was not strong and would not make people drunk easily.


"Yao Yue, are you still angry with me?" These days, there was not many disputes. So far, it'd been like when they first met.


Beitang Yao Yue calmly swirled the wine in his cup and didn't say anything.


"Yao Yue..." Dongfang Hao Ye's voice contained a longing for something he himself didn't know what.


Beitang Yao Yue looked up and stared at him for a moment, then finally he raised his cup and slowly drink the wine in one shot.


Dongfang Hao Ye was so happy he didn't know what to say. [This Hao Hao is so easy-to-please, isn't he?]


Beitang Yao Yue smiled, gazing at him and said, "Hao Ye, what you said tonight, did you forget?"


Dongfang Hao Ye dignifiedly said, "If this husband says something, a team of horses cannot make me un-say it. [idiom; means a promise must be kept.]"


Beitang Yao Yue didn't comment, raising his eyebrows he said, "The gift?"


"Cough, cough." Xiao Wangye cleared his throat, then he sat up straight and clapped his hands.


Footsteps came from outside; Xiao Dong led two people carry a one-foot-square black wooden tray up the steps and carefully put the tray down.


"What is this?" Beitang Yao Yue walked over; a red silk cloth was still covering the gift.


"You guess."


Beitang Yao Yue examined it. Dongfang Hao Ye gave him a mysterious smile, then he jumped over and grabbed the red silk to reveal the carefully prepared gift, "Look."


Before their eyes was a lovely lamp made of carved ice. Two pudgy little dolls hugging each other; their hands and feet were small, their eyes squinting with a wide grin; they looked charmingly naive and very happy.


"This is..." Beitang Yao Yue saw stunned.


"How is it? Is my craft good?" Xiao Wangye sat beside the carvings, showing them off; his expression looked very proud.


"You carved it?" This time, Beitang Yao Yue was truly astonished, eyes staring with wonderment.


"Of course, I carved it sincerely. Also you see, don't they look like us both?" Xiao Wangye pointed to his own face, gesturing Yao Yue to compare carefully.


"Hehe. Yao Yue, you see, this one looks like me, and this one looks like you, don't you think? I carved it while thinking of you." Dongfang Hao Ye obviously was proud, and wishing to be praised.


Beitang Yao Yue smiled and did not answer. He couldn't see which one of the ice dolls looked like him, but the one which smiled the widest, with two large dimples, smiling eyes that turned into slits; it looked exactly like Dongfang Hao Ye.


Dongfang Hao Ye touched the carvings here then touched there, grinning widely he said, "I hope our baby would be cute, too."


Beitang Yao Yue liked the carvings very much, but when he heard Hao Ye's words, he couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Are you wishing me to give birth to two of them?"


Dongfang Hao Ye considered it, "Giving birth to two would be nice; one would look like you, the other would look like me."


"Sounds like a pair of twins." The corners of Beitang Yao Yue's lips raised.


Dongfang Hao Ye was sitting on the floor, his line of sight directly facing Beitang Yao Yue's huge belly, a sudden thought crossed his mind, "Yao Yue, your belly is so big. Maybe it's really a twin."


Beitang Yao Yue snorted, then said, "No wonder you always came home freezing cold, you were working as an ice sculptor." Saying this, he pulled Hao Ye's hands and unfold his palms, "Fortunately, there were no frostbites."


Dongfang Hao Ye reached his hands out to wrapped them around Yao Yue, pleased, he said, "Yao Yue, do you like it?"


Beitang Yao Yue nodded and said, "I like it. I didn't think you'd make this."


"You didn't know. Ben Wangye is a genius from heavens."


Beitang Yao Yue looked at him and could not help but laughed, "Jing Wangye the genius is in the house."


Dongfang Hao Ye giggled, then asked, "Do you want to light it?"


In Ming Country on New Year celebrations, lighting an ice lantern was as important as lighting fireworks. It represented their wish for the coming year to be peaceful.


Beitang Yao Yue looked at the pair of dolls, and said, "I don't think so. The ice lamp is too cute, it's too bad if it melt."


"Hahaha..." Dongfang Hao Ye raised his head and laughed proudly, waving his hand, he said, "Yao Yue, don't you remember I'm a genius. I would never prepare just any gift for you, so this is no ordinary ice. This is the thousand-year-old ice that has been dug from the North Pole. If it is placed in a cool room, it can be saved within 100 years."


Dongfang Hao Ye was this proud. If he thought about it, he had worked so hard and braved the cold to carve the gift. How could he let Yao Yue look at the gift once then let the gift disappear when the winter was over?


Of course he would want to well-place it, and from time to time take Yao Yue to see it again. Besides, this Yao Yue ice-doll one was too cute, how could he bear to let it melt. He didn't want his effort to turn into water.


"You have so many ideas." Beitang Yao Yue could not restrain his laugh then smiled at Hao Ye. His fluid glance flashed amidst the dense evening mists; it looked like winter frost that suddenly warmed and melted into spring waters.


Dongfang Hao Ye felt his brain heating up. He stared for a long time, then could not help but reaching out to touch Yao Yue's lips.


Beitang Yao Yue's lips were cold and soft; faintly smelt like wine and slightly moist.


Xiao Wangye traced Yao Yue's lips, then leaning down his head, he kissed him gently.


The moment his lips touched Yao Yue's, there were only temptation and urges to stick out his tongue; as if it had a mind of its own, wanting to freely explore and search for more of the sweetness.


Dongfang Hao Ye suck on Beitang Yao Yue's lips and thrusted his tongue into his mouth. Beitang Yao Yue actually responded with enthusiasm; his tongue was refusing yet welcoming, as if teasing Hao Ye's limits.


When this fiery and lingering kiss ended, both were panting heavily, their whole body heating up.


"Why not continue..." Yao Yue's half-lidded eyes contained a slight charm and a faint smile.


"We can't... We can't continue..." Dongfang Hao Ye forced out an answer while panting laboriously.


No one knew whether it was Dongfang Hao Ye holding Beitang Yao Yue tightly, or the other way around. In short, they were so close to each other they could feel each other's temperature and breath.


Beitang Yao Yue rested his whole body against Hao Ye and whispered, "I'm tired... Let's go back inside..."


Thump! Thump thump! Dongfang Hao Ye's heart beat like drums. As if in a trance he said, "Yes... yes..."


They stumbled and staggered, somehow making it back inside the house. Rushing into their room, Xiao Wangye's first and foremost thought was that he was covered in fever, just wanting to crush this beautiful person under him and then to completely possess...


Stop! Stop, stop! Calm down! Calm down...


Xiao Wangye's heart chanted to calm down, but his hands and feet didn't listen. When he recovered his control a little, he found that somehow some time ago he had pressed Beitang Yao Yue onto the bed while still kissing him.


Shocked, he hurriedly lifted his body and looked. Fortunately he did not pressed all over Beitang Yao Yue's body; his side was glued to Yao Yue's upper half.


"Yao Yue..." Dongfang Hao Ye tried hard to swallow; his voice hoarse.


Beitang Yao Yue opened his dark eyes; in his gaze was a desire that was not inferior to Dongfang Hao Ye's own.


Xiao Wangye asked nervously, "This... That is... We..." Can't we do it?


"Don't you want to?"


Dongfang Hao Ye automatically nodded, then quickly shook his head, then he cautiously nodded, only to doubtfully shook his head again.


Beitang Yao Yue chuckled, then he pulled Hao Ye closer and whispered in his ears, "Today is the New Year..."




"I really like your gift..."




"So I want to return the favor..."


"... En."


"Will you accept it?"


Yes! Yes, he would! If he wouldn't then he was a fool!


Xiao Wangye's scorching hot member poked Beitang Yao Yue's thighs. When Yao Yue reached down and touched it, Xiao Wangye felt a string in his brain broke with a snap.


"Yao Yue, if you want.. I... I can be below..." Dongfang Hao Ye stuttered while struggling to breathe.


"I am like this, how can I top you." Beitang Yao Yue said with hoarse voice, pointing to his belly. Then he slowly reclined on the bed, spread himself out and smiled lightly, "You come here, I can still do it."


Beitang Yao Yue's eyes were layered with waters, his long eyebrows were raised, his red lips were slightly pursed, his body covered with a faint perfume.


His clothes had long been unraveled in their tumbling, revealing his long neck and honey-colored skin; his delicate and beautiful clavicle peeping over the half-opened collar of his robes, added with his rare charming and inviting posture... something inside Dongfang Hao Ye's brain shattered.


Other than the sounds of a tiger devouring a sheep, Dongfang Hao Ye could not produce any other sound, "Heng.. ah... Yao Yue... Yao Yue... Ugh, Yao Yue... Yao Yue..."


Dear Heavens! It was simply a testing for his limits...


Dongfang Hao Ye's hard member lingered at Yao Yue's seductive entrance, but did not dare enter; the small mouth at its head was dropping small drops of honey dew, penetrating the deepest part between Yao Yue's thigh.


Beitang Yao Yue didn't seem to like doing it with side-position, but it was the best choice with Yao Yue's current body shape. Dongfang Hao Ye frowned, then groped his hand along Yao Yue's waist, over his belly to eventually cover Yao Yue's hand and entwine their fingers.


"It's alright... Come in..."


This kind of invitation, how could Dongfang Hao Ye resist? Squeezing their joined hands, his hard length moved with its own mind.


"Uh..." When he was buried to the head, Beitang Yao Yue moaned louder while opening his legs wider. Dongfang Hao Ye finally could not restrain himself, with a hard thrust he was deep inside.


"Ah..." Beitang Yao Yue cried out in surprise, his thin eyebrows knitted.


Dongfang Hao Ye used the last of his awareness to pump himself in and out, his aiming made their blood boil.


Can't! I can't... He shouted inside his head, and then waves and waves of ecstasy swept over him.


Yao Yue! His Yao Yue! Dear, beloved wife... Dongfang Hao Ye felt that no other moment would make him crazy like this.


"Slow.. slower..."


"Yao Yue, I... I like you... I love you..."


"Ngh.. en..."


"Yao Yue... do you... do you love me?"




"Ugh... Yao Yue, tell me..."


"Ah... bastard! Go slow..."


"... No. Yao Yue, tell me... Say you love me..."


"You! You, brat..."


"I don't care." Dongfang Hao Ye rubbed the jade-like hard length that was as beautiful as its owner; its standing posture was mesmerizing. He palmed its wet tip, preventing it to shoot, and threatened, "Quickly say it.. Or I won't let you off tonight!"


Beitang Yao Yue's half-opened lips were panting heavily, his very long eyelashes covered half of his eyes, while those eyes looked like rippling waters, and his hands were clutching the quilts. Too embarrassed to say some words of love, Beitang Yao Yue glared at him hatefully, but it only made Dongfang Hao Ye's stiff member even stiffer.


"Ngh..." Beitang Yao Yue sensed Hao Ye's changes inside him and impatiently pushed back.


"Yao Yue, say it! I beg you..." Dongfang Hao Ye used his index finger to probe Yao Yue's hard member's little mouth, making it jerk twice; it was still sensitive but no longer as hard.


"I, I.. you bastard!"


"Hu.. why are you yelling at me?" So sad, because in fact it was also hard for him to hold back...


Dongfang Hao Ye gritted his teeth and inhaled deeply, fighting his own desires, and vowed to hear Beitang Yao Yue said the words.


"Yao Yue, is it so hard to say that you love me? Didn't I say it to you everyday..." Saying this, he leaned over and softly kissed Beitang Yao Yue's sweaty face, taunting him.


Beitang Yao Yue breathed in deeply, then cried out, "Quick, let go of me..."


"Say it... Say one sentence... Huhu.. just say it, please? I won't force you next time..." Dongfang Hao Ye probed Yao Yue's little head again. In his hands the jade-like stick swelled and made his hands wet with its honeydew.


"Aa-hn.." Beitang Yao Yue was pushed to the brink of collapse by the dual stimulation; the inner walls inside and the sensitive organ outside. Clutching the quilt he finally sobbed and groaned, "I.. I like you... Hao Ye, I.. I love you! Hurry..."


Dongfang Hao Ye immediately released Yao Yue's member off his grip, at the same time he thrusted hard once; Beitang Yao Yue cried out loudly and finally came; his whole body shuddered and convulsed a few times.


At the same time, Dongfang Hao Ye also climaxed; he shouted Yao Yue's name and crushed Yao Yue's body to his.




In the warmth and darkness under the blanket, they shared their rapid breathing and body temperature as they lie in each other's embrace.


The remaining of Beitang Yao Yue's orgasm had yet passed; he was still trembling. Dongfang Hao Ye tidied Yao Yue's loose black hair, kissed the back of his sweaty neck; every inch of it.


"Yao Yue, I'm so happy! So happy! I'm so happy I might die..." Dongfang Hao Ye mumbled against Yao Yue's back again and again, "If I were to die, I'll die in happiness... Yao Yue, I love you so much! I really love you! When you say you love me, I... I.. I'm so happy I don't know what to do..."


"... Brat.. given an inch, want a mile..." Beitang Yao Yue gave a feeble scolding.


"He... I'm sorry." Dongfang Hao Ye got up, pulled out a handkerchief from a cabinet beside the bed, then burrow back under the quilt to help clean Yao Yue carefully.


Beitang Yao Yue was so exhausted he was motionless. Dongfang Hao Ye reached out and gently massage Yao Yue's sore back. After a while, he started yawning.


The sounds of fireworks still could be faintly heard from outside, every where inside the residence was decorated with big and red sticker with one word "Fortune", the long incenses in the shrines were still burning and emitting incense perfumes; traces of New Year's joy and meaning spread all around.


Beitang Yao Yue had long been asleep, Dongfang Hao Ye yawned and finally could no longer stay awake. Satisfied as he saw Beitang Yao Yue fast asleep in his arms, he laid his head on the pillow. Suddenly he couldn't care less what day and what year it was, he only felt that he had grown up. He never had a new year this happily, this contently.