Qin Cheng came back a little late after all, and Rong Xu didn't have time to cook, only leftovers for noon. He took out the cake in the refrigerator, thought for a while, and asked, "Why...we'll eat the cake?"

Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows: "On my birthday, do you let me eat cake?"

Rong Xu asked calmly: "Is your birthday not tomorrow?"

The man curled his lips slightly and refused to answer.

Rong Xu didn't care about him, so he took the cake and went to the restaurant. After putting the cake on the dining table, he opened the cake box and just took out the fork before he had time to separate the cake. Suddenly, a little jam was accidentally touched on his fingers.

With his eyebrows slightly frowned, Rong Xu raised his fingers and was about to wipe the jam away. But as soon as he picked up the tissue, his hand was suddenly pulled over by someone, and the next moment... his fingertips became hot.

The boy's narrow and long phoenix eyes slowly opened wide. He stared at the cold and precious man holding his fingers, putting them into his mouth, and licking them gently. The sensitive fingertips were constantly licked by the rough tongue, and a numb and strange feeling was conveyed from his fingertips.

Rong Xu suddenly withdrew his hand, but saw Qin Cheng raise his eyes and look at him with a deep look.

He didn't say anything, he just looked at it, his thin lips curled up slightly.

The dim light shone in the small restaurant, and some ambiguous aura inexplicably evaporated. The light made the boy's already beautiful face more hazy. The soft light and elegant facial features, Rong Xu looked at Qin Cheng in a daze, but Qin Cheng's gaze slowly moved down to the boy's plump lips.

He hasn't seen his teenager for a month.

It has been a month since I have never kissed this soft lips.

Looking at the man's deeper gaze, Rong Xu slowly came to his senses. He seemed to understand something, raised his eyes to look at the man in front of him, raised his chin, and calmly said: "Eat the cake, where is the cake you promised to eat?"

Qin Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Now... still want to eat cake?"

Now, how can I feel like eating cake?

Rong Xu said calmly: "Of course you have to eat cake. Do you want to eat cake again at twelve o'clock?"

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Qin Cheng's eyes. Before he could understand Rong Xu's meaning, suddenly! The boy saw the fingers oozing out, digging a piece of cake and putting it into his mouth. Then... he suddenly leaned forward, grabbed his neck, pulled him down, and kissed him.

Qin Cheng's eyes suddenly widened, but Rong Xu pried open his teeth and crossed the cake.

The sweet honey and cream melted in the mouths of the two people. The boy's tongue licked and bitten gently in the man's mouth, allowing the sweet cake to be swallowed by the other party. However, the next second, Qin Cheng suddenly hugged Rong Xu's body. While Rong Xu opened his eyes in surprise, his right hand tightly pressed the back of the boy's head, deepening the kiss.

The soft lips and sweet cakes, the breathing of the two gradually became rapid, and the sucking between their lips and tongues also made a sound. Silver thread flowed down the corner of Rong Xu's lips, and the butter rubbed against his upper lip, but Qin Cheng directly stretched out his tongue to sweep it over and rolled the butter back.

At this moment, the cake had already melted, but the kiss had just begun.

Qin Cheng turned over and pressed Rong Xu directly on the table with one hand. The two stood beside the table, with the base of the boy's thighs tightly against the edge of the table, and supported his hands back on the table, raised his face to welcome the other's kiss.

The ambiguous sound echoed in this empty room. The man's tongue roughly swept through all the saliva in the boy's mouth. Slowly, Rong Xu, who was more sensitive to his body, could no longer hold on, and the sound that overflowed from his mouth also had a hint of charm.

When the kiss finally ended, his face turned slightly red and he gasped hard. A low voice rang in his ears: "...Xiao Xu, I still want to eat cake."

Rong Xu raised his eyes, and the bright water light rippled gently in his eyes. After a while, he curled up the corners of his lips and showed a innocent but seductive smile. He dug a little cake again and put it in his mouth. This time, Qin Cheng suddenly kissed him.

A six-inch cake was finished quickly.

When the cake was finished, Qin Cheng looked at the cake box with regret and sighed: "It's too small."

On the other side, Rong Xu's cheeks were already red and bloody, and his lips were slightly red and swollen. He kept gasping for a long time before he pressed down the tender feeling, but the man hugged his waist tightly and asked softly: "Xiao Xu... Where is my birthday gift?"

There was still a little hot on his lips, Rong Xu asked indifferently: "Do you still have a birthday gift?"

The implication is: You have no birthday gifts long ago.

Qin Cheng laughed softly: "Really not?"

"You can go and look for it," he couldn't help but reach out and touch his slightly swollen lips. Rong Xu blinked: "Maybe there is something in this house that belongs to you. If you can't find it... then forget it."

The man stared at the boy with deep dark eyes, but the latter faced him calmly without fear.

Finally, Qin Cheng sighed: "Or... I will exchange it with you with a gift?"

Rong Xu was slightly surprised.

Next, under Qin Cheng's leadership, Rong Xu walked to the cloakroom. He rarely came here, and this was Qin Cheng's cloakroom. As a star, both of them had a lot of clothes, so they could hardly put Qin Cheng's clothes in this cloakroom, let alone put them on. So a year ago, Qin Cheng specially helped Rong Xu decorate a cloakroom for him to use.

When he first came to this clothing room, Rong Xu's eyes passed by a wide variety of dresses. He had just seen the watch and heard a "slam". Rong Xu immediately raised his head and looked at it. He shouted "Qin Cheng". Before he could say the rest, he swallowed it all in his throat.

After the curtain was pulled open, the clothes hanger inside was exposed. Looking at the long and slender dark military uniforms, Rong Xu's pupils trembled slightly. He turned his head to look at Qin Cheng, but Qin Cheng stepped towards him.

The man's soft and elegant voice was like a cello, and it slowly rang: "Xiao Xu, put on them... okay?"

The kiss started quite quickly.

Rong Xu almost understood what Qin Cheng meant in an instant, and when Qin Cheng said "put them on", for some reason, a heat spread from under him. While the two kissed and took off their clothes, Qin Cheng kissed the boy in his arms vigorously, and unbuttoned the pajamas for him with one hand.

Unlocked one, another.

The sound of saliva was particularly sensible in the cloakroom. In the end, Qin Cheng simply unbuttoned the pajamas with both hands, while lowering his head and biting the boy's increasingly sensitive lips. He unbuttoned the buttons very quickly, but for a long time, all the buttons were unbuttoned, revealing the boy's fair and flat chest and lower abdomen.

Qin Cheng's tongue invaded the warm mouth, but his hands had already begun to take off Rong Xu's top.

In the cloakroom, the temperature rose so much that both of them were gradually dizzy.

Rong Xu's sweet moans echoed gently in the house. Qin Cheng couldn't help but speed up and took off the thin pajamas to the boy's shoulder. Rong Xu couldn't help but stretch out his hand and began to unbutton Qin Cheng's shirt.

"Xiao Xu..."

"Well... Qin Cheng..."

When everything reaches its peak, everything seems to be natural. Until the next moment—

"Pu"

The door was gently opened, and a loud voice rang out in the house: "Rongrong, please be careful, Qin Cheng, where is the person? Son, my mom is here to celebrate your birthday!"

"Bang--"

The door of the cloakroom was suddenly closed. Aunt Qin, who had just walked to the entrance, was stunned and turned around for some reason to look at the door of the tightly closed cloakroom in the distance.
Chapter completed!