114: Not Natural

Although Wang Cheng wanted to fight with Chu Yifeng, he was worried that he would be heard by his parents from their room, so he did not dare to completely let go of his hands and feet. After a while, he was overwhelmed by Chu Yifeng on the bed, and Chu Yifeng still had a fresh wave of water vapor after bathing.

"Boss Chu, please take care of your lower body." Wang Cheng tilted his head to avoid the hot breath he exhaled. He really wanted to slap him, knowing that he was with his family, and daring to be so arrogant. However, he held back. After a few tricks, the national flag began to rise below. He used to think that a man couldn't who control his lower body was wrong, but because he couldn’t, he now doubted whether he was really noble.

"Didn’t you just fight with me to make it exciting?" Chu Yifeng said shamelessly without a change in his face.

Wang Cheng was about to applaud his cheek. He knew that his skin was also thick, but compared to Chu Yifeng, he thought it was a bit worse. He felt that he couldn’t speak such bad words, at least not like he, who was so calm.

"I have a way to let it cool down completely. Would you like to try it?"

Wang Cheng smiled with his head raised, but there was an unspeakable evil. At first glance, it was with bad intentions. It would be strange if Chu Yifeng would agree.

"I’d be happy to use the top or bottom."

Regarding Chu Yifeng’s remarks, Wang Cheng obviously had another way to cultivate. He didn’t have to think about it to know what Chu Yifeng meant. Wang Cheng had to be convinced.

"You won, but don’t even think about it if you don’t want to be swept out on this snowy night. I can assure you that my dad might like chatting with you, but my mother would be angry in the morning. Please take care of yourself." If it was in the apartment, Wang Cheng wouldn't mind going along with him, the two did not do it for a few days, but at home, he would never dare.

Chu Yifeng frowned, "What about this, then?" He never masturbated.

Wang Cheng drew a corner of his mouth, "What do you want?"

"You must be responsible for what you provoke."

He could say such shameless things, but he couldn’t blame him for not controlling his lower part. Even so, Wang Cheng finally accepted his fate to help him with his hands, which was even more tiring than doing it to himself. In the end, Chu Yifeng finally said that he would also help him, as a courtesy.

Wang Cheng just wanted to say, courtesy your sister.

He didn't feel much at first, but as a result, he reacted. When he released, his whole person was about to collapse, and it was more tiring than doing it once.

Chu Yifeng loosened his hand that trapped his waist, opening the door lightly after getting out of bed, and returned after a while, holding a warm wet towel in his hand to clean up the marks on the two of them. He put the towel back in before coming back to sleep together.

Thanks to Mama Wang’s foresight, the bed bought for her son was too large, so it was no problem to squeeze two big men in.

"Hey, can you step back a bit?" Wang Cheng did not want to say it, but he was almost squeezed into the corner, although that was an exaggerated statement.

"Why?"

"You're not ashamed to ask why, don't you feel hot?" Chu Yifeng's body was very hot, he could feel it so close. Because he had wiped them just now, he was sweating in winter.

"I don't think so." Chu Yifeng's hand in the quilt stretched around his waist.

Wang Cheng tried to push him away but couldn't push, so he asked, "Is the door just locked?"

"Locked."

Wang Cheng found that, facing this man, he always seemed to compromise again and again. His bottom line also retreated repeatedly. If one day it was completely gone, shouldn't he completely lose his integrity?

Wang Cheng usually had the habit of locking the door before he slept. This was a habit that he developed while living in the temple before. Because the safety of the temple was relatively low, in order to prevent anyone from going up the mountain, he locked the door. However, the old monk never locked it because his strength could crush everything.

Because of this habit, Papa Wang and Mama Wang knew that he had locked the door and had no doubts. It was not until the morning, when it was already bright outside, that Mama Wang came knocking on the door.

It may have been because Chu Yifeng slept next to him, but Wang Cheng slept late today. Mama Wang called him to let him know that it was almost half-past eight. When he opened his eyes, he saw Chu Yifeng's handsome sleeping face. Empty of appreciation, he quickly got up and stepped on him a few times on the way.

"Get up, Boss Chu."

Chu Yifeng was actually already awake. After he was stepped on a few times, he was completely awake. He grabbed the mischievous feet, and Wang Cheng fell back to the bed without precaution. Fortunately, there was a mattress, otherwise, the sound would be loud. However, Wang Cheng was not convinced, and a wake-up battle was staged early in the morning, lasting until Mama Wang came again and knocked on the door.

"Chengcheng, do you want mom to go in and kick you up once the sun has again reached the horizon?"

A few seconds later, the door opened, and Wang Cheng's sickly expression appeared behind the door. In the eyes of Mama Wang, he looked not-yet awake.

"Come out and wash up, and also call Mr. Chu. Mom has already made breakfast, and it will get cold if you don’t eat it soon." Mama Wang shook her head.

Chu Yifeng came over. He had groomed himself in just a few tens of seconds. "Sorry to trouble you, Aunt Guan."

He was polite and decent. Compared with Wang Chengxun's sloppy appearance, she knew who was winning and losing. Mama Wang even felt that her son was shameful.

"No trouble. Breakfast is ready but I’ll cover it with a lid. If it's cold, warming it up will be fine." Mama Wang said a low voice, and then she had to go out and leave after explaining these things.

Wang Cheng sighed, he really was not their own son.

Sometimes fate is so strange. At this time, Wang Cheng really didn't expect that he was indeed not their own son!

Breakfast was a breakfast cake made of cucumber and eggs, as well as a pot of mixed vegetables and lean meat porridge. Although the weather was getting cold, Mama Wang had helped them keep it warm, it was still hot when they ate. Chu Yifeng hadn’t eaten such a simple and ordinary breakfast for a long time. He used to live abroad, so he ate Western-style breakfasts. After returning home, although his family was not very picky about breakfast, they still had mostly delicate food.

"My mother liked to study all kinds of delicious food for us, especially when the family was poor. In order to keep us from getting tired of the same thing over and over, she makes different things. She makes sure that there have been ten days without it before she repeats the experience of that breakfast." Wang Cheng said while eating.

"Not bad." Chu Yifeng knew it from a long time ago. He still remembered the first time he went to the Guan’s Village to find Wang Cheng, when he gave him his breakfast. It was two scallion pancakes. They were ordinary pancakes, but the flavor was much more fragrant than that from a morning market.

The two of them completely finished the cake and porridge on the table. Wang Cheng put away the dishes and chopsticks and washed them by hand in the kitchen. When he came out, Chu Yifeng had already changed into his original clothes.

"What are your plans for today?"

Wang Cheng heard his question, and said, shrugging: "I haven't made any plans yet, do you want to go back, or stay for a while?"

"I'm fine today." Chu Yifeng said nonsense with his eyes open.

"Then I'll take you to visit the Guan’s Village. I'll change my clothes, wait for me," Wang Cheng suggested this; he didn't need to rush him back directly. After having guests at one’s house for a night there was no need to rush them home the next day. In addition, it snowed last night, and there might be snow on the road.

There wasn’t much clothes in Wang Cheng’s wardrobe. He bought a few sets for the winter, but it wasn’t very cold at the time, so he didn’t buy any coats. When Chu Yifeng came in, he saw that he saw him putting a jacket on, with only a vest and a thin sweater inside.

"Don’t you have any other clothes?"

"I didn't have time to buy any, this year's winter came faster." Wang Cheng replied.

"Not cold?"

"It’s okay."

"It's okay in the house."

Wang Cheng touched his nose and pulled out a fluffy scarf from the closet. He didn’t intend to use it at first, but obviously, Chu Yifeng's posturing would not let him go out like this. It really did make him a lot warmer when he got around. In front of the door, Wang Cheng also led the fragrant pig.

It snowed all night in the Guan’s Village. Some buildings were shrouded in white snow. Wherever they looked, it was white. Because of this snow, the temperature of Shanhai City fell a few degrees last night. Wang Cheng felt a rush just after stepping out of the house. The damp, cold air blew across his face. It wasn't as cold as it was on the mountain, but it wasn't much warmer.

"Let's go to the north mountain first," Wang Cheng told Chu Yifeng. The north mountain had the herbs they planted, and because the snow last night came too suddenly, they were not prepared. Fortunately, they had taken some small measures beforehand, and the losses should not be too great.

The snow on the ground was not very thick. When they stepped on it, there would be a small sound, but their shoes would not sink. However, even if it snowed in the Guan’s Village, it would not be too much, unlike the northern snow, where the road would be sealed and cars completely buried.

It usually only took about ten minutes, but because of the snow, they spent a few more minutes. The workers hired by Wang Cheng's family had already gone to work and were cleaning up the plants buried by snowflakes. Papa Wang was also there, bending over with the workers. They were cleaning up together, and some were setting up tents.

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