Every Meal - Chapter 21: Very Sweet

Translator: Deyonna

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When Kong Qiao first started learning how to cook by himself, he saw a recipe for roasted pork belly.

After washing a large piece of perfectly balanced fatty and lean pork belly, the chef would place it in a bowl and drizzle it with light soy sauce, oyster sauce, cooking wine, sugar, and five-spice powder. He would evenly spread the spices around the meat using his hands, rubbing the powder and liquid into the tender meat to ensure that every inch of the meat beneath the fatty layer fully absorbs the flavors. Only then can it be marinated properly and roasted to create a mouthwatering aroma.

Now he was pinned down on the sofa by the man, enduring the burning sensation of the man's hands roaming over his wet and sticky body. Kong Qiao felt like he was just like that piece of pork belly.

Stark naked, letting the man rub him.

The man's lips and tongue have never left his body since they landed on his neck.

On the neck, collarbone, chest, waist, and abdomen. A moist and burning tongue moves back and forth on his skin, causing a sensation more ticklish than a feather scratching, yet softer than the touch of a passing hand. Kong Qiao feels as if he were hooked in mid-air by a soft and smooth hook. Wherever the hook moved, retreating a little away from his skin, it made him yearn to get closer, wanting it to lick even deeper.

A sensation of tickling and itching surges through Kong Qiao's pores, electrifying and causing chaos inside his body. Eventually, all of it finds its way into his throat, transforming into uncontrollable moans that escape from his throat, unable to be suppressed.

"Mn... ahh…"

At that moment, the man's lips were gently sucking and teasing one of his breasts. Unable to resist, Kong Qiao arched his chest, bringing his nipple even closer to the man's slightly firm tongue, hoping to alleviate the tingling sensation caused by their points of contact.

And the man lying on top of him seemed to understand his desires, as he thrust forward, intensifying the suction of his lips on his chest.

The tip of Tu Liang's tongue seemed to possess even greater strength, flicking and licking his nipples, even using his teeth to bite down on those sensitive little peaks, pulling and tugging on them. At the same time, the tongue desired to venture into the slit of his nipples, teasing and massaging against the flesh with vigor, causing his sensitive nipples to quiver as he moaned in response. "Ahh… mnn... ah... right there… ah ha… don't bite…"

The contradictory words and actions at this moment have gained a more ambiguous meaning.

In ordinary days, Tu Liang was willing to comply with whatever Kong Qiao said. But at this moment, as the fragrant and sweet cake trembled in his mouth, he didn't want to let go at all.

And he thought, deep down inside the little cake, it definitely wouldn't want him to let go either.

The fruit filling inside was almost overflowing. Every day, it would tempt him with its exquisite and vibrant packaging, and Tu Liang had already imagined countless times breaking it open.

Biting into it, the sweet and fragrant taste of fully ripe fruit jam would tantalize one's senses and make their mouth water.

And today, Tu Liang finally took a bite.

The fact proved to him that the flesh of the fruit was even more delicious than he had imagined.

Soft, smooth, and with just a gentle bite, it can leave behind a red mark. It's as if wild berries were sprinkled on creamy white milk, and with a little more pressure, the tip of the tongue sinks into the sweet, soft milk, making one want to savor it and not let go, not even a bit.

Tu Liang buried his head, licking both sides of the fruit pits until they were firm and swollen. Only then did he release Kong Qiao's breasts, and his lips traced along his waist and abdomen, reaching his milk-white belly.

The man's soft and smooth belly was like the softest cake batter, trembling lovingly as he licked it. It rose and fell with each breath, and his moans became even sweeter and more tantalizing.

"Ngn …ah... itchy... ah ha... down there……"

The passionate sound tickled Tu Liang's ears, and at the same time, his chin was also itchy from being scratched by a small stick. Tu Liang glanced downward, fulfilled Kong Qiao's wish, and took the little mushroom that had already begun to leak in his mouth.

"Mn... ah!"

Kong Qiao couldn't help but let out a moan, his fingers from both hands inserted into Tu Liang's hair, gripping his thick and dense hair.

So, so comfortable!

So, it turns out… adult movies weren't lying.

Being held in someone's mouth… is really, really comfortable!

The man's tongue was as agile as a snake, wrapping around his cock and licking it from top to bottom. Not a single crease in the skin was overlooked by Tu Liang's meticulous tongue. That big tongue scraped and rubbed against the throbbing veins of the erect shaft, swirling, sucking, and entwining. Then he took Kong Qiao's entire stick into his mouth, wrapping his thick lips around the shaft and moving it up and down with a sucking motion.

"Ah... Mn... Mmm... ah…"

Kong Qiao tilted his neck back, and his hips couldn't help but move toward the man's face. The pleasure that radiated from his lower body was even more intense and powerful than the man's previous hand motions. The warm and moist mouth tightly enveloped his cock, continuously sucking, as if wanting to draw out everything inside.

Even though he had just ejaculated a moment ago, Kong Qiao felt a surge of intense and unstoppable desire flooding his lower body.

His mouth was slightly open, and he clenched the fingers that were gripping the base of the man's hair as if resisting the turbulent waves crashing within his body. However, the man buried between his legs seemed to have received encouragement, and the movements of his lips became even more intense. His tongue was licking and teasing the tip, sucking at the sensitive bell, opening the door to his surging desire.

"Ngn don't——"

When has Kong Qiao ever experienced such teasing before?

After just a dozen or so strokes, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and ejaculated uncontrollably, shooting all of it into the man's mouth.

"Gulp."

The sound of swallowing was not loud, but in the quiet room, it easily slipped into Kong Qiao's ears, causing a blush to spread across his earlobes.

"You... why did you swallow it?!"

He blushed and gently tugged at the man's hair.

Doesn't this person find it dirty!?

"Not dirty."

The man seemed to have heard the words in his heart, and his chin knocked against his lower abdomen. He looked up, and said in a hoarse voice, "Qiao Qiao is very sweet."

Boom——

The redness on his ears spread across his entire face, then explosively burst from head to toe.

"You, you you……!"

Kong Qiao had never imagined that he would be so embarrassed by the suggestive words of the strong man that he couldn't even speak.

This person... is not as serious as he imagined at all! Look at all the things he has done. Who can withstand it!?

Humph! He miscalculated!

The corners of the man's lips still had a hint of milky white liquid, which made Kong Qiao's eyes wander. He felt an inexplicable dryness in his mouth and wanted to drink something to quench his thirst.

But the man still didn't let go of him.

His chin pressed against his lower abdomen continued to move downward.

The faintly emerging stubble rubbed against his thighs all the way down. The tickling sensation mixed with kisses was imprinted on the flesh of his legs, drilled to Kong Qiao's bones, and reached the sole of his foot.

Before he curled up his toes to remove the itch that made his legs soft, the man's lips and tongue immediately followed.

Kong Qiao felt his ankle being firmly grasped by the man's big rough palm, and then——

His toes were bitten.

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