Every Meal - Chapter 29: I Want You

Translator: Deyonna

Carry him over… how to carry him over like this?

Tu Liang's heated mind paused for a second before he realized what the little peacock was asking for.

"Okay."

He exhaled heavily like a wild bull, but without a trace of hesitation, he took advantage of their connected posture to lift the person in his arms, showing no sign of burden at all.

On the contrary, Kong Qiao, who was suddenly lifted by him, couldn't help but let out a surprised cry due to the change in his body's center of gravity. However, his mouth was quickly covered by the man, turning his cries into muffled hums, disappearing between their lips.

Tu Liang really liked kissing Kong Qiao.

Although today was the first time they kissed, only heaven knows how long he had been longing for this.

Back when he was still working in the fast-food restaurant, during lunchtime when a group of white-collar workers came to eat, he couldn't help but peek through the glass at the little peacock laughing and talking with his colleagues, sipping soup, and sucking on the chopsticks.

Later, when Tu Liang quit his job and moved to a fresh goods shop, he met Kong Qiao again. Their interactions increased, and his gaze often lingered on the boy's delicate face and soft pink lips.

When drinking milk tea, when paying the bill, when smiling and talking to him.

Sometimes, just by looking at those soft, plump lips unconsciously pouting at him, Tu Liang could get aroused.

How can he be so adorable?

Tu Liang didn't know when it started, but every time he saw Kong Qiao, his head would heat up and his heart would race. It was as if this person was specially made for him by the heavens. Everything about him matched his preferences. Even his lips were so soft and sweet, making him reluctant to let go once he kissed them.

"Nng…Mn nng……"

The two tongues intertwined and intermingled in the wet and soft mouth, occasionally linking between their lips and teeth, then shifting amid their breath to explore the other person's mouth. They licked, nibbled, and kissed each other, changing angles and rubbing their lips against each other, unwilling to part even for a moment.

Tu Liang felt like he was eating a piece of jelly.

A soft, fragrant, and sweet jelly that he could never get enough of and always wanted to eat.

A jelly that grew from a unique candy jar in the world, only enough for him to taste.

He sucked on the jelly and its fruity juices, like a big dog constantly swallowing the delicacy in his mouth deeper, and at the same time, he hadn't forgotten where to carry the precious candy jar.

Two sturdy legs stepped out of the bathroom, one after the other.

The strong muscles were all stretched taut, spread out on the front and back of the thighs like winding mountains, supporting the tall man straight, and at the same time, supporting the soft white body straddling his waist.

Then the mountain began to move.

It slowly and calmly raised its towering body, like a giant chasing the sun. It stepped forward with unwavering determination toward its predetermined direction. With every step, the broad soles of his feet stepped firmly on the ground, unaffected even by the weight of a small hill attached to its body.

The mountain ridge was ramrod, grass and trees swayed lightly.

The only trunk in the lush forest was deeply buried in the valley, moving in and out of the valley with each rise and fall of the mountain. The trunk was too thick, almost firmly stuck in the narrow valley, and only a few roots could be seen moving, stretching vaguely in the dense forest of intertwined foliage, and then disappearing into the depths of the valley, thriving amid the wet swaying valley.

"Ah... ah ha….."

Kong Qiao tilted his head back, his arms hanging almost weakly on Tu Liang's shoulders.

He did try to climb the mountain in front of him, but the weight of his body was constantly pulling him down. If it weren't for the man's hands holding his buttocks, Kong Qiao felt that he would fall straight to the ground.

No, that wouldn't happen.

After all, there was a stick firmly stuck in his buttocks, nailing him to the waist of the mountain, neither up nor down, but still undulating.

If the man really let go, would he… be pierced through?

A ridiculous and horrifying thought flashed through Kong Qiao's mind, but in the next instant, it turned into a different kind of secret expectation, itching and tickling inside his body, making his hole unconsciously contract.

"Mn nng... Q-Qiao Qiao!"

Tu Liang was clamped so tightly that his groin was tense, and the strength in his muscles was almost drained by the little peacock's tightness.

He was afraid of dropping the person in his arms so he quickly took two steps to prevent him from sliding down, but he still couldn't quite support the little buttocks in his hands, letting the person on his body slide down a bit along their wet and sticky skin.

"Ya ah!"

Kong Qiao was just thinking about it in his heart, but unexpectedly, he really experienced the feeling of weightlessness for two seconds.

He quickly used his arms and legs to wrap around the man's body, clinging to the sturdy tree like a koala. His buttocks tightly clenched around the trunk inside his hole, tighter than ever before.

Too... deep.

The two of them almost simultaneously sighed in their hearts.

Because he was being held, Kong Qiao's gaze was almost at the same level as Tu Liang's. He looked up into the man's tempered eyes.

"Qiao Qiao……"

Those simple and sexy thick lips were calling his name again, affectionately, like murmuring some treasure, making one's heart melt upon hearing it.

Clearly, when he heard those people in love always calling each other 'baby' in a sticky way, Kong Qiao would only have goosebumps. However, now, the man keeps on calling his nickname over and over again, Kong Qiao only feels like he's being gently held up in the sky.

Kong Qiao thought this was a deliberate trick by this man.

But he fell for such a trick.

He let go of the man's neck with both hands.

Kong Qiao completely entrusted his body to the man in front of him, allowing the man to support, embrace, and cradle him in his arms.

And he, simply following the desire in his heart, held up the man's rough cheek and said, "Fuck me, Tu Liang."

Kong Qiao gently, with a strong underlying implication, grazed his finger against the rugged stubble on the man's face, pressing and rubbing his fingertip against his lips as he leaned in to kiss him. "A bit harder, even a bit harder, is also fine... I want you."

Dong dong——dong dong——

His heartbeat sounded as heavy as a drum.

Tu Liang's hands tightly squeezed the soft flesh in his palms.

The words of the person on his body were not only an encouragement to him but also the spark that set the oil pan ablaze. A seduction, as well as the key, to unleash the beast inside the cage.

He affectionately sucked the soft finger at his lips, the muscles in his arms bulged. He abruptly lifted the treasure in his arms away from his crotch, and then in the next second, he heavily pulled it down.

He couldn't hold back anymore.

Since his little peacock has already asked him like this, he won't hold back anymore.

He would lick every feather of his little peacock wet, he would carefully unfold his most beautiful parts, and he would rudely kiss and worship every sweet corner of this person, until his little peacock writhes and spreads its tail for him.

Tu Liang walked towards the sofa with big strides.

He moved his waist, his muscular legs striding forward. His thick cock was firmly lodged in the flesh hole of the person in his arms, with each step, the cock would chisel inside once, at the same time, the hand holding the young man's buttocks loosely let go, allowing the creamy body to fall without support, until the cock chiseled into the deepest part.

Falling and meeting, descending and rising, the two individuals are like planets drawn together by gravity, colliding with tremendous force.

The man's muscular front thighs and the two tender little buttocks kept slapping against each other as he stepped forward, making a loud and lewd "pa pa" sound, echoing in the quiet living room, and mixing with the coarse and delicate breaths and moans, forming another sweet and lingering symphony.

Translator's Corner: Hello guys! I hope you're enjoying Every Meal so far, I'm sorry if I can't reply to your comments but I read them and really appreciate them, your comments in every chapter motivates me. As this novel is reaching its end (there are only 7 chapters left, yey!) I decided to pick up the next novel I would be working on once Every Meal is completed. It's a bittersweet novel, in gong's perspective and first-person narrative. I don't really like first-person narrative much but this story changed my mind, it is that good for me. The first chapter will be up this October 12, be sure to mark your calendar. Lysm!

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