Every Meal - Chapter 8: Take the Initiative to Feed Him

Translator: Deyonna *unedited

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When Tu Liang knocked on the door, Kong Qiao was changing his fifteenth outfit in front of the closet.

Although the two may only be in contact for a few seconds after opening the door, for the little peacock who yearns for love, letting the man glance at him is his last stubbornness.

Kong Qiao still hadn't forgotten the faintly sparkling meeting between the two of them in the corridor last time.

That oversized shirt seemed to fit his plan to seduce, but as a tasteful and picky gay, he didn't want to wear a piece of clothing twice in front of the same person.

Seeing that the man arrived at the door, Kong Qiao panicked and could only pull out a silk nightgown, tie its belt, and ran out barefoot to open the door.

"Good evening."

The tall figure standing at the door was indeed the one he expected.

Kong Qiao could feel the man's gaze sweep from his face down to his feet. He visibly paused for several seconds before greeting him.

"Your takeout."

He was carrying a large bag of vegetables and meat that took Kong Qiao a while to select.

——At that time, Kong Qiao thought that he didn't know how many delivery employees there were in the small vegetable market. He had better choose more so that the strongest person in the store could deliver it.

Look, what a wise decision!

He said "thank you" in a soft voice and stretched his hand to receive it.

But the man moved his arm aside, avoiding his hand.

"?"

Kong Qiao was a little confused.

Isn't that his takeout?

"It's a bit heavy," Tu Liang explained, "I'll put it in for you."

He turned a blind eye to the careful thoughts in his heart, and his expression was very serious. But in his mind, it had already been occupied by the pinkish chest and toes of the person in front of him.

"Oh, then come on in."

Kong Qiao felt a little excited. He turned sideways and opened the door of the house.

He maintained a very serious face on the surface, but in fact, he had already started to dance like a little villain in his heart.

Hee hee.

Kong Qiao couldn't help but think——this butcher, wouldn't he be interested in him too?

Although reason told Kong Qiao that he was just thinking about peach[1], it didn't stop him from feeling a little delighted.

[1] The peach word here is written in English, which probably means sexual partner, and is probably derived from Mizi Xia, a favored courtier because of his beauty. When Mizi Xia bit an especially delicious peach and gave the remainder to the duke as a gift so he could taste it as well, the phrase "bitten peach" became a byword for homosexuality and Mizi Xia became a byword for a young man desired as a sexual partner.

As a boy who loves cleanliness, Kong Qiao's house is very tidy most of the time.

Tu Liang hesitated when he stepped into the threshold and took the initiative to ask if he needed to take off his shoes.

Kong Qiao lived alone and didn't have many slippers at home, but he secretly noticed that the man was always looking at his nightgown so he deliberately opened the shoe cabinet and coughed softly. "I'll look for slippers."

The shoe cabinet is not high so Kong Qiao needs to bend down to search.

As soon as he bent down, the silk that wrapped around his back hung down to his buttocks, and from his buttock to his thigh, it hung down to his calves.

His narrow waist and round buttocks are fully outlined.

This is exactly the result that Kong Qiao wanted.

Although he has gained a little weight, he is still relatively satisfied with his figure.

Sometimes Kong Qiao can't help but think in the mirror if he is a 1, he will definitely be attracted to such a small 0 that had meat where it should be meaty, and softness where it should be soft!

And yet no man has seen this pearl. They really don't know how to cherish things!

Hmph!

It's just that... this idea still exists in the innermost layer of the little peacock's feathers.

Shame on people.

But the reality is so cruel that he always doubted his aesthetics.

Hateful!

The result of rummaging through the shoe cabinet is obvious.

And the gaze from behind became so hot that it made people a little uncomfortable. Kong Qiao tried hard to hold on for a while, but couldn't take it anymore.

"I couldn't… couldn't find any."

He straightened up, glanced at the man, and looked away as if he was scalded.

"Don't take it off, you can just come in."

Kong Qiao's words were undoubtedly adding fuel to the fire for Tu Liang, who had already stripped him of his clothes in his head.

He was flustered, but because he was still avoiding the man's hot gaze, Kong Qiao didn't notice the rising temperature of the butcher's gaze.

Although the single apartment he rented was not big, it was well-equipped.

The kitchen was semi-open style, just beside the living room. Kong Qiao stepped forward and moved the things on the kitchen table to the side, freeing up a place for Tu Liang to put things.

"Here, just leave it here."

He pointed to the porcelain white marble countertop.

Tu Liang took two steps to cross the door, followed the direction Kong Qiao pointed, and lightly placed a large bag of things in his hand on the table.

"There are a few things that need to be frozen." He easily pulled open the mouth of the bag. Tu Liang turned his head and asked the master of the house, "Where's the refrigerator?"

Kong Qiao subconsciously pointed in a direction inside the kitchen.

When the man took a few boxes of frozen goods and put them in the refrigerator, and started to clean up the thick ice buildup that hadn't been cleaned for a long time, Kong Qiao suddenly realized - why did he let others do his house chores?

"You, you don't need to go back to work?"

Not far away, behind Tu Liang, he silently peeled an orange he picked some time ago. He asked while peeping at the man.

"Your order is the last one for today." Tu Liang scraped the frost on the wall of the box with a steel shovel, and said, "The shop will be closing so I can go straight home after the delivery."

"……oh."

Kong Qiao replied dryly, not knowing what to say.

He separated the segments of the orange in his hand one by one and without knowing it, his eyes gradually glued to the man's body.

Today... This man is wearing an undershirt.

Unlike the dark black and gray sleeveless shirts in the past, today the butcher is wearing a white sleeveless undershirt.

——Maybe it's because he's going home after work, so he changed his working clothes for slaughtering meat in the shop?

Kong Qiao thought to himself, the white color looks much cleaner on the butcher than his rough appearance when cutting meat and bones every day.

But... it seems to highlight his majestic figure even more.

Shoveling ice requires effort. The man's upper arms on both sides are bulging with well-developed muscles, with clear and smooth lines.

It was unknown if the size of the undershirt is a bit small because with every movement the man's entire back covered with fabric would show the tightness and every arc of the muscles in the back.

Gudong.

Kong Qiao's mouth was a little parched.

He quickly stuffed a segment of orange into his mouth.

Probably the sound of his chewing was a bit loud, it caused the man who was shoveling ice to look back at him.

Kong Qiao felt guilty as a thief and hurriedly raised the fruit in his hand and asked Tu Liang.

"Do you… want to eat?"

Actually, he was merely being polite, but Tu Liang seemed to be thirsty because he nodded.

"Trouble you."

Even so, the man did not stop what he was doing.

Kong Qiao stared at Tu Liang's hands which were both busy and then remembered a little trick. He couldn't help but lick his lower lip which was stained with orange juice.

Scratch——

A few white and tender fingers broke off the remaining endocarp, then the translucent film wrapping the orange pulp was handed to Tu Liang's face.

At this time, the little flirt in Kong Qiao's heart is constantly urging.

This is a great opportunity!

Come on, ah!

Take the initiative to feed him!

You can also incidentally touch the thick fleshy lips with your fingers, and seduce him with the tricks you learned from the movies!

"...is one segment enough?"

The little flirt in his heart urged for a long time, but the thin-skinned Kong Qiao still didn't dare do it.

He fought between man and heaven[2] for a while, but in the end, only handed the orange to the man's face.

[2]Heaven represents the principle of heaven, that is, good thoughts and man refers to human desires, which refer to evil thoughts, so it describes the appearance of people having difficulty making choices when facing temptation.

After all, they are not familiar with each other yet. Feeding fruit to his mouth and whatnot, this step is just too, too big!

Kong Qiao secretly convinced himself, but unexpectedly, he felt a damp heat on his fingertips holding the orange segment.

"!!?"

His hands shook.

His fingertips even poked something more softer and slippery.

"Cough."

The person who opened his mouth and bit the orange seemed to be also surprised by the accident. "Sorry."

Kong Qiao saw the man's sexy thick lips slightly parted and used the tip of his tongue to push away the fingers in his mouth that he accidentally ate along with the orange carpel.

The rich juice of the orange carpel burst between the opening and closing of his lips.

The sweet juice stained the man's brownish lips and even wrapped around the tips of Kong Qiao's delicate fingers.

It was sticky and soft, making him feel itchy.

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Translator's Corner: Sorry guys, I wasn't able to update last Monday since I was unwell and was also busy

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