Deyonna

Translator: Deyonna In the quiet late night, at a small vegetable market shop on a street corner in the city, the thick rolling shutter doors were all closed. However, warm light still spilled out through the tiny gaps in the door shutters, indicating that there was still a staff inside who had not left and was doing the final cleaning. However, in reality, the situation inside the shop was debauched beyond anyone's imagination. Two bodies with disheveled clothing were intertwined on the meat counter, moving up and down behind the low-height table. "Wu... s-so cold!" The snow-white body was lying on its back on the chopping board that the butcher usually used to cut meat. His peach-pink shirt had all the buttons undone, revealing his erect, fair chest and gently undulating little belly. The pants he was originally wearing were also thrown to the ground. Only a pair of peach socks of the same color as his shirt were worn on his feet and rested high on the crook of the man...

Translator: Deyonna Bang— Clang— The baskets and cardboard boxes on the counter were knocked to the ground by a thick arm. And that arm easily scooped up the young customer, who was smaller and fairer, and placed him on the counter. "Mmm!" Then the young man's slightly opened little mouth, due to surprise, was blocked by the dry, thick lips. The butcher took advantage of the customer's lack of reaction and parted his soft lips with his tongue, roughly and savagely stirring it around in the young man's mouth. "Chup... Mmnng…" In the empty and quiet shop, the only sound was the sound of water and their lips and tongues entwining. "Mn...you…" After the young customer had been kissed for a while, he seemed to finally react and weakly pushed the man's chest with his small hands. "Why... why did you kiss me!" He covered his mouth in panic, but his little face had turned red, which made the butcher's eyes sparkle with desire, wanting...

Translator: Deyonna "I'm sorry, we're already closed." In the city, late at night, many shops have already closed. Among them, at a corner of a commercial district, is a small community vegetable market. At this time, there is only one clerk left in the shop. The shelves that were filled with vegetables, fruits, and fresh meat during the day are now almost empty. "That... there's nothing left?" The shop clerk's polite refusal did not stop the person outside the store. A pitiful little face poked through the doorway, with pale and dry lips pursed as they softly asked, "Excuse me, do you still have any discounted vegetables?" The tall and strong shop clerk, wearing a leather apron, was originally impatient and wanted to say that there was nothing left. However, when he turned around and saw the customer's appearance, his eyes darkened involuntarily, and he put down the rag in his hand. "Maybe there are some left." He wiped his w...

Translator: Deyonna When it comes to the changes in life after being in a relationship, Kong Qiao feels like he could talk about it for three days and three nights. In the winter, there's someone to warm the bed, and when he gets out of the shower, there's a human-shaped heater for him to lean on when going to bed. He doesn't even have to blow dry his hair himself anymore, as the Tu Liang brand hair dryer has the perfect strength for both hot and cold air. As long as the man in his family has time, he takes care of all three meals a day at home. Kong Qiao doesn't even have to set an alarm clock anymore, as he wakes up to a hot morning kiss ringtone. He can leisurely apply body lotion all over his body, dress himself up in the closet, and then sit at the table to enjoy being fed by his lover. Sometimes, Kong Qiao can't help but think to himself what good deeds he did in his past life to deserve this! To have such a man who has both a good figure and cooking skills, w...

Translator: Deyonna Ding-ling-ling—— The alarm clock dutifully fulfilled its role, vibrating next to the slightly open curtains, calling for its owner to wake up in the faint light. Kong Qiao groaned under the covers before lifting his hand from the crumpled sheets to turn off the alarm. It was an ordinary morning, just like any other day. The only difference from other days was that he kept holding his waist today. Even when he applied moisturizer to his face and buttocks, he had to lie on his stomach on the bed to do it — the reason for it was a certain part of his body had been overworked, and standing up straight made it too sore! If it weren't for his department leader urging him, Kong Qiao would have wanted to take a few more days off to rest and recover. But he later thought that it was good to return to work. Staying at home, he couldn't predict how many times his little flower would be ravaged in a day!!! After mentally beating the culprit with a small whip for a while...

Translator: Deyonna On the long blue sofa, two overlapping figures lay on their sides. The taller and more muscular one had his shoulders, back, hips, and legs pressed against the straight lounger of the sofa. In front of him, he embraced another body that was much more delicate and fair-skinned than him. The two of them were stacked against each other in the same position, with the fair and smooth back pressed tightly against the honey-colored muscular chest. Along with the room filled with the sound of moans and groans was that fair back continuously colliding against that honey-colored chest, over and over again. It was unclear whether it was because the sofa was too narrow or because the man's body was too muscular, but the two of them could only tightly stick with each other. Even so, the young man who was being embraced was pressed against the edge of the sofa, with one leg dangling over the side. Occasionally, his calf would hang in the air, but it was promptly caught by a l...

Translator: Deyonna For Kong Qiao, he had always thought that his life was dull. He was born into an ordinary family, went to school, studied, and found a job in a conventional manner. The only ripple in his life for over twenty years was probably his unconventional sexual orientation. It’s not like he hasn’t experienced strange gazes from other people, as well as a campus life that can’t be called bullying, but isn’t pleasant either. But he naturally has a cheerful personality and tends to think positively, so he has grown up smoothly up until now. Kong Qiao knew that many people thought that he was effeminate, and he was aware that his flashy style of dressing may not be appreciated by everyone. However, he enjoys dressing this way and doesn't care about these criticisms and judgments. Life is so short, why bother thinking about what others think? As long as you're happy, that's all that matters! He just liked bright colors, dressing up, and being delicate and pretty, so ...

Translator: Deyonna "Nothing to say?" When Kong Qiao saw that Tu Liang was silent, he snorted lightly and said, "Saying that you're not good enough, then who was it that pushed themselves onto me?!" "……it's me." The tough and muscular man immediately became silent, admitting his mistake, like a well-behaved big dog with its tail and head down. "Who was it that asked me for another chance?" "……it's me." "Who was it that kept pestering me when I was taking a shower?" "……it's me." "And who was it that said they had liked me for a very long time yesterday?!" "……it's me." As Kong Qiao's tone became more aggressive, Tu Liang, who was clearly much larger in size, seemed like a small, timid woman who had been forced into prostitution, allowing Kong Qiao to intimidate him without daring to move. Kong Qiao's foot was still pressing on the man's abdomen. With each question, he...

Translator: Deyonna Kong Qiao was truly a big foodie. His heart was very restless, not caring whether his body could bear it or not, and went to tease the man. When the big strawberry under the man's apron was finally exposed, he got tired after licking it a few times, covered his butt and ran away. When Tu Liang caught up to the bed, he couldn't bear to let Kong Qiao suffer, so he could only use the little peacock's hand to vent. By the time the two of them decided to have breakfast, the congee in the pot had almost gone cold. As an exquisite little fairy, he naturally won't eat in bed. Kong Qiao originally struggled to get out of bed, but before his toes could touch the floor, he was picked up by the man. "Ya!" He let out a soft cry, but quickly wrapped his arms around the man's neck. "Don't be afraid. I'll carry you over." Tu Liang's hand was very stable. He held the person's small butt with one hand and used his free hand to a...

Translator: Deyonna 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 th...