The Pampered Little Wife of a Wealthy Old Man

No one could change that much in just a few short months. He’d only been forcing himself just now, making sure he didn’t show any weakness. Letting all those words he’d buried in his heart finally spill out had felt great, but Huang Qi was still Huang Zifeng’s dad. And now he was not only living with Huang Zifeng, he’d gone and fallen in love with him. What was he supposed to do from here? He rubbed at his aching temples and pushed the question aside, a vague sense already forming that he and Huang Zifeng were never going to have a real future. When he reached the door to the apartment, he paused to steady himself before opening it. Inside, unlike the cold outside, it was warm and cozy like summer. He looked up and saw Huang Zifeng sitting lazily on the sofa, and it was like his soul had just been soothed; he immediately broke into a smile. “You’re not playing games anymore? Are you hungry? I’ll start cooking right away.” He changed his shoes, took off his down jacket and sweater, then went into the bedroom to switch into a thin pair of lounge pants. When he came back out, he saw that Huang Zifeng was still in the same spot, crooking a finger at him. Lin Qing hurried over. He’d meant to sit beside him, but Huang Zifeng reached out, gave him a tug, and pulled him down to sit on his lap. The young man lowered his head, peering through the gap of Lin Qing’s collar at that pair of swollen tits. Because he wasn’t wearing a bra, the flesh was perky, but the cleavage in the middle wasn’t all that deep. The two bright red nipples were pushing up against the fabric, making two little peaks that looked downright obscene. Huang Zifeng pinched his nipples through the cloth, his tone lazy with a hint of amusement. “Where’d you go?” Lin Qing froze for a second. Thinking about how he’d just gone to see his father—and that it had been to end things once and for all—he felt too awkward to say it out loud, so he told a little lie. “I went to teach a class.” Huang Zifeng met his eyes, his gaze soft. “Funny, I remember you weren’t supposed to have class today.” “Ah… it was added last minute.” — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: The Pampered Little Wife of a Wealthy Old Man — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠