Every Meal - Chapter 31: To Feed a Big Appetite

Translator: Deyonna

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It was a night that was both extremely confusing and extremely joyful.

Kong Qiao couldn't remember when he fell asleep. His last memory was of having another round of sex with the man in the bathtub. He was fucked so hard that nothing would come out anymore. Later, he was pounded until he was limp and could only sit on the man's body, moving up and down with him until he lost consciousness.

When Kong Qiao opened his eyes again, the sky was already bright.

His long-term biological clock made him wake up at this time every morning, but today he didn't even want to open his eyes, let alone struggle to get up and go to work.

Kong Qiao rolled over lazily in bed like a kitten, but only halfway through the action, he grabbed his sore waist and dared not move anymore.

Hiss... he almost forgot. This delicate flower of his was plucked last night!

Now he is like a broken chrysanthemum that has been smashed by a sledgehammer, with only a few petals remaining, and the trembling flower stem has been drained of its juice.

Woohoo!

But…

Thinking of last night's chaotic scene of dry wood and intense fire[1], Kong Qiao couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.

[1] A couple’s intense desire for sex

He, Kong Qiao! Was now a man who had been nourished by another man!

And the man who nourished him was still the strong man he had been longing for! He was a man who met all his preferences!

In this world, there is simply nothing more delightful than this!

Kong Qiao buried his head under the quilt and giggled twice, then he opened his phone and requested a leave from work.

He had been conscientious working hard and saving up his vacation day, and now they finally came in handy.

Moreover, when thinking about last night's battle, Kong Qiao sincerely felt that the chances of asking for leave in the future... would definitely increase!

Hee hee.

After asking for leave, Kong Qiao realized belatedly that she was now in the bedroom that was locked last night?!

And he was the only one left in the room?!

When Kong Qiao discovered the first fact, he couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Tu Liang. He was clean now, which meant that a man must have taken the opportunity to clean him up while he was asleep, and even used tools to help him tinker with the bedroom lock and then carry him inside.

However, the second fact was immediately laid before him, causing Kong Qiao's little face to fall.

Damn it, did that man surnamed Tu actually pick up his pants and run after fucking him?!

What does he think?

Does he think about himself as a flower thief?!

Hateful!

The little fairy man clenched his fists tightly.

"Tu Liang!"

He hammered the mattress fiercely and threatened, "Just you wait, I——"

But before Kong Qiao could finish his threat, the bedroom door suddenly opened from the outside.

A muscular figure wearing a cartoon apron stood at the door, blocking almost the entire entrance to the bedroom."

"Qiao Qiao, did you call me?"

The man had slightly dark circles under his eyes, but his gaze was bright and full of vitality, showing no signs of fatigue.

"You……"

Kong Qiao's voice, which had been full of fierceness just a moment ago, suddenly became delicate. "You didn't leave?"

"I... was afraid you wouldn't feel well, so I decided to wait for you to wake up before leaving."

Tu Liang said.

In fact, he had originally planned to leave.

After taking care of Kong Qiao's body, he carried him to the sofa and put him down. Then he picked up a screwdriver that had been ignored on the small table and planned to use it to open the bedroom door before leaving.

After all…

He turned his head and looked at the person sleeping on the sofa. Looking at the shabby undershirt that was the only thing covering Kong Qiao from the wind, Tu Liang felt that he didn't deserve to have such a precious little treasure.

Perhaps tonight was just a momentary infatuation for the little peacock. When he wakes up tomorrow morning, he might point at him and rain him with curses, cursing him for taking advantage of somebody's difficulties, calling him a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.[2]

[2]It refers to wishful thinking or unrealistic aspirations. This is used to describe someone who cherishes foolish and exaggerated ideas.

He's just a butcher selling meat.

Money and education are important, but he neither had money nor academic qualifications. Apart from this body full of meat and tendons, nothing else seems to be worthy of such a cute little peacock.

Before, just secretly looking at him was already enough to satisfy his fantasies. But now that his dream had come true, he had no more regrets.

No... actually, there were still some.

He still despicably wanted to completely possess this person.

He wanted him to act coquettishly and smile sweetly at him all the time. He wanted him not just for a night of skin-to-skin contact, but for night after night of close embraces.

Tu Liang unscrewed the screws on the electronic lock panel one by one, found the manual button inside, gently pressed it, and reconnected the lock.

The door creaked open.

He looked at the slowly opening door and thought to himself.

If, if the little peacock was still satisfied with his body, if the cute and lovely boy was willing to have a relief tool that he could call upon at any time, he... would also be willing.

The bedroom light was not turned off, and the warm white light exposed the layout and decoration of the room.

So, Tu Liang saw the nightgown thrown aside in a hurry on the bed, the open wardrobe that had been rummaged through, and also noticed the two batteries that were carelessly placed next to the desk—just by glancing at them, it was clear that someone had intentionally removed them.

So everything that happened tonight replayed in his mind once again.

Tu Liang's appetite was whetted by the two batteries that were still fully charged.

He changed his mind and didn't leave the sweet and enticing room. Instead, he went outside and picked up the sleeping little peacock, hugging him as they both entered the dreamland together, until the arrival of the next day's sunrise.

He thought that maybe he could wait a bit longer, and hope for a bit more.

Kong Qiao's nose twitched, and the sweet aroma of congee drifted into the bedroom from outside, arousing his appetite.

He hadn't eaten anything since last night. Well, certain things don't count. Anyway, his stomach was growling now, and he was starving. Kong Qiao originally wanted to ask Tu Liang what he had cooked, but when he looked up, he felt the man's scorching gaze on him.

At this moment, in Tu Liang's eyes, the person lying on the bed could be described as a jade-like figure[3].

[3] to refer to the fine and delicate body of a beautiful woman

He had learned this word from his roommate when they watched an adult film together, but at that time, looking at the white flesh on the screen, he had no reaction at all, feeling that it looked similar to the pork he had to chop every day. He even mentally weighs and measures those women in his mind.

But now, looking at the naked person lying on the bed, watching the bright sunshine outside the window shining into the room through the gaps, spreading on the boy's as white as snow shiny skin, as if wrapped with strips of bright satin.

Half-covered and half-exposed, the traces of his sucking and kneading on the skin last night were also exposed, dotted like red plum blossoms falling in the snow.

It's simply beautiful that he was left speechless.

Kong Qiao was stared at so intensely and firmly that his unhappy mood from earlier had already been soothed by the man's few words. At this moment, he only felt a little proud and a little shy.

He pulled the blanket over himself, covering most of his chest, before he had the mind to look at the man.

Tu Liang put on the cartoon apron he had prepared for himself in the kitchen. The apron was pink in color and adorned with many strawberries. Seeing this strong and robust man wearing it, there was a touch of hilarity and a cute contrast. Especially since the apron was a bit small. It clung tightly to his body, stretching it out like an over-inflated package bag.

Kong Qiao covered his lips and was about to laugh at him, but his eyes subconsciously slid down a little.

Then, he saw a red strawberry in the lower part of

the apron, which gradually changed from two dimensions to three-dimensional.

"....."

Kong Qiao quickly moved his eyes away.

But after a few seconds, he slowly looked back, biting his lower lip, and beckoned to Tu Liang with his finger.

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Translator's Corner: Sorry I'm a day late guys, no excuses this time, haha, I was reading a really good novel yesterday and I couldn't just stop reading. But good news everyone! I found the extras and link to the original publisher(finally!) Lol, I've been looking for it for a long time. The original publisher is a really strict site so gladly I found it! We have 4 extras guys, rejoice!

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