Chapter 60: CH 60

Feng Si smirked, effortlessly opened the cabin door behind him, propped himself up, and jumped up onto the plane. He then pulled Lu Jingshen by the waist, helping him up and closing the cabin door.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jingshen fell onto Feng Si’s lap, and the two-person cockpit space was cramped. He had to sit on Feng Si’s legs in this somewhat distorted position.

Feeling the strength of Feng Si’s thighs, the heat spread from the base of Lu Jingshen’s legs, and his breathing became even more hurried. He quickly took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt, leaning towards Feng Si, untying his tie and undoing his shirt buttons one by one.

The intimate space provided a sense of security for Lu Jingshen, allowing him to be more open and unrestrained. He moved his body back and forth, pulling at Feng Si’s clothes, sometimes even showing a bit of impatience.

Feng Si gently patted his waist, trying to guide him, “Take it slow, don’t rush.”

The rose pinned on Feng Si’s chest was crushed, and its petals fell, landing inexplicably sensually on Lu Jingshen’s bare chest.

Feng Si’s eyes darkened, and he lowered his head, sticking out his tongue to lick his neck.

The sudden stimulation made Lu Jingshen unable to suppress his moans, he threw his long neck back, but Feng Si pressed him back with one hand.

The sensation of the kiss was too vivid—wet, hot, and sticky, teasing his vulnerable nerves, driving him almost crazy.

Feng Si’s hand was under his shirt, and his fingers pressed down his protruding spine one by one, as if playing a casual and passionate melody on his body.

When his fingers pressed on his tailbone, Lu Jingshen’s breathing became heavier, trembling against Feng Si’s body, lost in ecstasy.

Feng Si raised his head, whispering into Lu Jingshen’s ear, “Why are you so sensitive? Can’t handle a few kisses and touches?”

He couldn’t resist even just this, and his body was even more sensitive and easily provoked than before—all of which were the results of Feng Si’s skills.

This realization made Feng Si even more excited.

The corners of Lu Jingshen’s eyes turned red, he opened his lips slightly, struggling to breathe, and stared fixedly at Feng Si, unable to speak.

Feng Si gently caressed Lu Jingshen’s slightly trembling waist, gazing at his unconscious and charming appearance, then his lips and tongue went back to work.

The kisses turned from gentle to fiery and passionate. The sound of metal belt buckles colliding stimulated their hearing nerves, followed by the friction of fabric. Lu Jingshen closed his eyes, completely relaxing his body, and gave himself unreservedly to Feng Si who tightly held him.

The lap sitting posture caused his knees to become numb repeatedly. As his body moved, his knees and the hard leather seat rubbed continuously. The slight sense of pain further stimulated Lu Jingshen’s excitement.

He pressed his entire weight against Feng Si, actively moving his body to please himself and to please Feng Si.

No matter how strong Feng Si’s self-control was, he was ignited by Lu Jingshen’s actions. His eyes darkened, and his throat rolled with rough panting, gradually losing control.

When he was bitten on the neck, Lu Jingshen moaned softly. The overwhelming pleasure rushed to his scalp; it was all brought by Feng Si. Feng Si regained control, pressing him tightly against himself, and his voice was hoarse like rubbing sandpaper, “Let me take charge.”

Holding Lu Jingshen’s waist firmly, Feng Si began a fierce assault. The previous “take it slow” was completely forgotten.

He pressed Lu Jingshen onto the seat, pulling up his legs to wrap around his waist, and Feng Si leaned over him from above. He stopped his movements for a moment, and the strong affection for him and the desire to ravage him alternately pulled at his emotions, causing him to hesitate for a moment.

Lu Jingshen raised his hazy eyes, looking at him through his sweat-soaked forehead, and called his name in a hoarse voice, “Feng Si…”

The intense warmth in his chest immediately overwhelmed everything else, and Feng Si leaned down, gently entwining their fingers, kissing his lips with tenderness and affection.

It was already after nine o’clock when it was over. The expensive high-end suits were messed up, especially Feng Si’s suit, which was completely impossible to wear again.

Feng Si casually hung his clothes over his arm, sighed with regret, “Such expensive clothes ruined like this. Being with the boss makes me more and more extravagant.”

Lu Jingshen caught sight of the stains on his suit jacket, and his cheeks turned hot. He turned away from Feng Si’s provoking gaze.

Afterward, they avoided the crowd still celebrating outside and returned to their place. Lu Jingshen went to take a shower while Feng Si called for late-night snacks to be delivered.

Five minutes later, he entered the bathroom, and Lu Jingshen had already stood under the shower after taking off his clothes.

Feng Si stopped in his tracks, leaning against the wall, watching him.

The misty water vapor shrouded the naked body facing away from Feng Si. It couldn’t be called strong, but it had broad shoulders, long legs, and tight muscle lines—a mature man’s body.

The difference was that this body was more sensitive than an average man’s—plump buttocks, wet, hot, and tight.

Feng Si’s gaze lingered slowly on him, recalling some of the details from before. He squinted slightly, his eyes deep.

After a moment, he walked up and embraced this body from behind.

Lu Jingshen took a deep breath, turned his head, their eyes met, and he pulled Feng Si’s neck to exchange kisses again.

The late-night snacks were delivered, but they didn’t get a chance to eat them, and they got cold.

Outside, fireworks were going off with music and laughter. In their little world, they indulged in passionate love, sinking into the sea of desire.

At that moment, there was only two of them in the world.

………

Early in the morning, Feng Si woke up first and got up to take a shower.

When he came out, Lu Jingshen was still sleeping deeply, lying on his stomach in the same posture as before.

The duvet slid down to his waist, revealing his body with ambiguous marks on one side.

Feng Si walked up and bent down, gently scratching his back with his fingers. Lu Jingshen moved his head slightly with closed eyes but didn’t wake up.

It seemed that he really exhausted him last night.

Feng Si smiled, not disturbing him anymore, and went to open the small curtain on the bed’s edge, letting the sunlight in.

After about ten minutes, someone knocked on the door.

Feng Si, wrapped in a bathrobe and wearing slippers, went to open the door. Standing outside was Feng Ting, his sister.

She had stayed in one of the hotel rooms with Feng Si’s mother last night. An Xin specially arranged for them to stay there for a few days, providing them with separate accommodations. When she came over looking for Feng Si, she saw that there was no one on the first floor, so she came straight upstairs. However, she didn’t expect to see her brother in such a relaxed state upon opening the door.

Catching a glimpse of Lu Jingshen lying provocatively in the room, she quickly averted her gaze, feeling embarrassed for looking too long.

Feng Si asked her, “What’s up?”

Feng Ting grumbled, “I came to call you both to have breakfast. It’s already late. How come you are both still not up?”

“I’m awake, it’s just your brother-in-law hasn’t gotten up yet.” Feng Si corrected her with a smile.

They both went downstairs, and Feng Si stretched lazily, asking Feng Ting if she had fun yesterday. Feng Ting nodded vigorously, “Why didn’t you tell me that Lu Chi Xie is Lu Jingshen’s younger brother? Don’t you know I’m a big fan of Ling Zhuo?”

Feng Si: “Oh.”

He forgot that his sister was a fan of Ling Zhuo.

Feng Ting complained for a while and then talked about her main purpose for coming to see Feng Si: “Lu Jingshen gave me a bunch of music scores yesterday, saying they were his previous collection and he had no use for them. Coincidentally, I’m studying this, so he gave them to me.”

Feng Si responded lazily, “That’s nice. He gave them to you, so just keep them. Did you thank him?”

“Of course, I did,” Feng Ting hurriedly said, “but last night I checked, and some of them turned out to be original works handwritten by famous musicians. They are very valuable, and you can’t buy them with money.”

Feng Si didn’t pay much attention, “Then just keep them. Since he’s willing to give them to you, just accept them. You’re my sister, so you’re his sister too. There’s no need to be so formal with him.”

Feng Ting hesitated, “But they are really valuable, how can I accept them?”

Feng Si smiled, “If he wants you to have them, then you should take them. Alex also gave me nearly twenty small airplanes last night, saying I could keep them in my collection. Oh, he even built an airport for me over there on the back mountain.”

There was uncontrollable pride in his expression, as if he was showing off. Feng Ting couldn’t help but exclaim, “You’re shameless…”

“What’s there to be ashamed of?” Feng Si  happily said, “This is Alex’s heartfelt gift to me. If I don’t accept it, I’d be wasting his sincerity. He’s already wealthy, and he wants to give me the best within his capabilities. What’s wrong with that? I’ll do the same for him within my capabilities.”

“Forget it, little girl, you don’t understand these things.”

“It’s not like you understand either,” Feng Ting teased, “men in love are truly amazing.”

Feng Si said, “No need to be jealous, just work hard, and you’ll find a good man in the future too.”

Feng Ting pouted, but seeing the genuine smile in her brother’s eyes, she inexplicably felt a little emotional. She restrained her joking mood and asked him, “Brother, are you really happy now?”

Feng Si nodded with a smile, “Yes.”

She felt relieved; actually, she didn’t need him to say it. She could feel it too.

Eight years ago, or maybe seven years ago, on a deep autumn morning, when she opened the door and saw her brother sitting dejectedly at the doorstep, holding a travel bag, covered in dust and with a sad and dim look in his eyes, he said he had fallen in love with someone, but that person had abandoned him, and he couldn’t find him.

At that time, the teenage Feng Ting couldn’t understand what kind of feeling it was, she just instinctively felt that her brother was very sad, a sadness she had never seen before, and all the light in his eyes had disappeared.

In the seven years that followed, her brother searched the world for that person and almost never returned home. She had complained and felt dissatisfied, not understanding how someone could be so heartless, leaving without a word, making her brother so sad and disappointed.

It was only as she grew older that she gradually began to understand that love was not something that could be fulfilled with one-sided persistence. Even if both sides loved each other, there were still many unsatisfactory things, and it might not always end well. In this world, those who could hold hands together until old age were always the survivors of some kind of statistical deviation.

Fortunately, her brother’s persistence finally paid off. The moment she saw Lu Jingshen, she knew that he was the one her brother had been looking for, and only he was worthy of her brother’s unwavering love and deep affection.

“You feeling happy is enough,” Feng Ting sniffed, “Seeing you like this, I’m also very happy.”

Feng Si gently raised his hand and rubbed her head, “It’s okay, don’t worry. He and I will always be very happy together.”

Feng  Ting went to have breakfast first, and Feng Si went back upstairs to the room. Lu Jing Sheng had already woken up and was sitting on the bed in a daze. When he saw Feng Si enter the room, he was startled for a moment before he came back to his senses. His voice was hoarse, “Where did you go?”

“Ting Ting came to call us for breakfast. I asked her to go ahead,” Feng Si smiled, reminding him, “Hurry up, your parents might send someone to come find us. It’s almost nine o’clock.”

Lu Jing Sheng finally woke up and quickly pulled back the covers and got out of bed. But when his feet touched the floor, his legs couldn’t help but tremble, almost causing him to lose his balance, but Feng Si reached out and steadied him.

“Still not able to walk?” There was a hint of teasing in Feng Si’s voice.

Lu Jing Sheng felt a little embarrassed. They had been quite passionate last night, and no matter which position they tried on the airplane, it was challenging, which made him sore all over now.

Feeling awkward to continue that topic, Lu Jing Sheng quickly withdrew his hand and said, “No need,” before going into the bathroom to take a shower.

Half an hour later, they finished breakfast and went to the parents’ side.

After the wedding last night, all the guests who stayed at that resort were family and relatives. Lu Jing Qing came to introduce her husband to everyone, so An Xin asked Lu Jing Sheng and Lu Chi Xie to bring their respective partners to meet the relatives.

Everyone smiled and flattered An Xin and Lu Jingshen’s father, saying that they now had three more sons, which was great.

Feng Si wasn’t very interested in such occasions, but he had to keep up appearances. He greeted everyone and maintained a smile, looking relaxed.

The main character that day was not him anyway; most people’s attention was still on Chen Sen, the serious son-in-law. He and Lu Jing Sheng stood on the side as decorations.

Finally, An Xin asked the cameraman to take a family portrait.

Their parents sat on the sofa in the middle. Lu Jing Qing and her husband sat on either side, and behind them stood Lu Jing Sheng and Lu Chi Xie, each with their respective partners.

When the shutter was pressed, Feng Si raised his hand and lightly hugged Lu Jing Sheng’s waist, revealing a brilliant smile.

Feng Si and Lu Jingshen left together, and Feng Si asked him if he wanted to go home.

Lu Jingshen: “Go home?”

Feng Si nodded: “There are too many people here, always being interrupted. Let’s go back to our own home.”

Lu Jingshen: “I thought you liked lively places.”

“Fond of liveliness doesn’t mean I enjoy being stared at and judged constantly. Your younger brothers left half an hour ago, let’s go too.” Feng Si smiled.

Lu Jingshen naturally had no objections. Lu Jingqing was going on her honeymoon next, and with the company’s matters pressing down on him alone, he would be busy for the next month. So, he saw it best to enjoy some quality time together with Feng Si while the day was not over yet.

As they drove away, Feng Si’s lips curved up. He also had a carefully prepared gift to give to Lu Jingshen.

He hoped he would like it.