Brother, you smell good - 82

 

| BYSG | My Boyfriend | 82

After they got together, the two of them were always stuck to each other, their relationship progressing quickly. They had done almost everything, except for the final step.

University was the time when one's energy was at its peak.

Shen Yu had been thinking about when the right time for the final step would be.

There’s no time like the present.

He preferred to do it when his mood was either very good or very bad. When his mood was great, it was more romantic; when his mood was bad, he just focused on the pleasure, and the bad emotions wouldn’t affect him.

Today, his mood had swung from very bad to very good, and it would be unreasonable not to go through with it.

And it was quite a coincidence. He wasn’t going back home tonight, staying in a hotel where his family wouldn’t notice anything off.

He didn’t discuss it with Cheng Mofei; instead, he secretly arranged everything himself.

If he had discussed it with Cheng Mofei in advance, he would have probably already become too nervous at the internet café. With his mind wandering, he wouldn’t have been able to focus on the game, so it was better not to tell him ahead of time.

It would be a surprise after all.

After settling the little hamster, Shen Yu saw that the delivery order on his phone had been marked as complete, so Cheng Mofei must have already received the items.

He wondered if Cheng Mofei had realized what the "item" was.

Shen Yu sat on the bed, grinning as he looked toward the door, eagerly awaiting the person who would soon appear.

About ten minutes later, the door finally opened, and a person with flushed ears walked in, their eyes flickering nervously. The items were tightly held in his arms, completely hidden from view.

A smile deepened in Shen Yu's eyes.

It was clear he already knew what was inside.

As their eyes met, Cheng Mofei's lips parted as if to say something, but he hesitated, unable to bring himself to speak. He walked straight to Shen Yu’s side and silently handed over the items he had been clutching in his arms.

Shen Yu opened the bag at a leisurely pace, taking out the contents one by one.

As he stared at what was in Shen Yu's hands, Cheng Mofei's breathing grew more rapid.

...The item Shen Yu had bought was also orange-flavored.

He hadn’t dared to look carefully earlier.

He had hidden around the corner to quickly gather some relevant information and had rushed back just in time, worried that if he delayed any longer, Shen Yu might think he had been scared off.

Everyone said that the first time would be painful. What if it turned out to be a bad experience for Shen Yu?

Also, in their past lives, both he and Shen Yu must have experienced their first time together. What if he didn’t perform as well as his past self did…?

Cheng Mofei felt a mix of nervousness, anticipation, and unease, his mind becoming a jumbled mess.

By some strange twist of fate, he suddenly recalled a distant memory.

It was after they had finished playing mahjong and, because they missed the curfew, went to stay at a hotel. When he went downstairs to pick up the late-night snacks he and Shen Yu had ordered, he bumped into Tan Feng, who was also coming downstairs to get his own "snacks."

At the time, Tan Feng had been holding a small bag, and once he got it, he quickly pressed it to his chest. Could it be...?

Damn.

The more Cheng Mofei thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

What had he said to Shen Yu back then?

—Is that enough to fill you up?

Cheng Mofei had even forced Shen Yu to send messages with him, inviting those two to join them for an online game of mahjong.

...

Cheng Mofei was nearly driven crazy by his past self’s stupidity.

How could anyone be this foolish???

Lost in thought, he was snapped back to reality when Shen Yu had already removed all the packaging and looked up at him.

Cheng Mofei had no choice but to stop his wandering thoughts, steady himself, and quickly swallow.

Under the light, his nervousness was completely exposed.

The next moment, he saw Shen Yu lightly kick his leg with his foot and issue the command: "Go to the bathroom."

Cheng Mofei had completely transformed into a robot, one that only Shen Yu could control. Whatever Shen Yu said, he did without question.

Tonight, there was no orange-scented shower gel, but there were plenty of other orange-flavored things.

"Use your hands first," Shen Yu instructed.

Cheng Mofei quickly swallowed, a bit worried, and asked, "…Should I cut my nails?"

Shen Yu took his hand, glanced at it, and ran his fingertip quickly over the nails.

"No need."

Cheng Mofei’s nails were always trimmed neatly, round and short, so they wouldn’t hurt him.

To help ease his tension, Shen Yu wrapped his arms around Cheng Mofei’s waist, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his lips.

Kissing had become a common occurrence between them.

Through this period of exploration and practice, Cheng Mofei's kissing skills had improved significantly.

As a young man with strong desires, Shen Yu sometimes found it hard to keep up.

Fortunately, Cheng Mofei didn’t always kiss just his lips—he would also kiss other places. Otherwise, Shen Yu truly felt that his lips would stay swollen forever.

He didn’t even dare to imagine what things would be like once they actually took things further…

But once the bow was drawn, there was no turning back.

Shen Yu was more than willing to satisfy him.

Kisses had a soothing effect, and this angle made it even easier for his hands to explore. Between kisses, Shen Yu would occasionally offer some guidance.

In their past life, both Shen Yu and Cheng Mofei had been inexperienced. They had fumbled their way through things together for a long time.

This time was different.

Although both of their bodies were experiencing this for the first time, at least Shen Yu had theoretical experience.

Cheng Mofei was very obedient, whatever Shen Yu told him to do, he would do.

There was still some inevitable pain, but compared to their first time in their past life, the experience was much better.

Hearing Shen Yu say that it felt better than last time, Cheng Mofei became even more excited, his competitive nature immensely satisfied.

He had always enjoyed competing with his past self, especially in something like this.

Growing bolder, Cheng Mofei pressed further. "Last time, I was already in my thirties by then. My body definitely wasn’t as good as it is now."

Shen Yu chuckled in agreement, rubbing his foot against Cheng Mofei’s youthful, well-defined abs and going along with him. "Young men have strong bodies."

What he didn’t say was that the Cheng Mofei in his thirties was more mature, carried the imposing presence of someone in power, and exciting.

But in a situation like this, of course, he had to say something pleasing, he wasn’t the type to spoil the mood.

Besides, in a few years, he could slowly raise this young man into a true man, savoring every stage of his growth.

There was no rush.

…

After satisfying himself, Cheng Mofei didn’t forget to take care of Shen Yu’s feelings.

Shen Yu’s eyes were misty. After all, the first time still hurt.

Cheng Mofei felt a pang of heartache.

Even though he sometimes dreamed about making Shen Yu cry and found immense satisfaction in the idea, the reality was different. When he truly saw Shen Yu in pain, his concern outweighed his enjoyment.

He only wanted to "bully" Shen Yu when it wouldn’t cause him any discomfort.

Anything that might hurt Shen Yu, he had no desire to do.

But this was an exception, something that had to be experienced.

Shen Yu even comforted him, saying that it would get better with time.

To make it up to Shen Yu, he spent a long time afterward "eating oranges."

Of course, these weren’t actual oranges—there were no real oranges here. Instead, he indulged in a little "Shen Yu with an orange flavor."

Cheng Mofei had been doing quite a bit of research online lately.

He was no longer the shy rookie who used to blush just from watching a film.

Now, he often surprises Shen Yu in unexpected ways.

Sometimes, even Shen Yu didn’t know what exactly Cheng Mofei had been secretly studying behind his back.

…

After everything was over, Cheng Mofei carried Shen Yu to take a quick shower.

Even though he had used up a lot of energy, he was still buzzing with excitement and spent a long time kissing the person in his arms.

Shen Yu, on the other hand, was exhausted. His body was soft as he slowly drifted into sleep.

The next morning, when Shen Yu woke up, he found his body covered in deep and shallow kiss marks, all left by Cheng Mofei the night before.

The culprit, looking pitiful yet eager, wagged his tail beside him and asked, “Can we do it again? I extended the room for another day.”

“…”

Since the room had already been extended, it would be a waste not to make use of it.

And so—one time didn’t really stay as just one time, and the number of kiss marks on his body only increased.

Fortunately, it was winter, and Shen Yu was especially sensitive to the cold, he always wore high-collared inner layers that covered everything well.

Besides the kiss marks, his body ached in various places. Luckily, they stayed in the hotel for another day before returning, giving him some time to recover.

Since Shen Yu’s house only had one bathroom, which could be inconvenient, Cheng Mofei naturally took the opportunity to bring him over to his own place for a whole week.

During that time, Cheng Mofei restrained himself, letting Shen Yu properly rest and recover.

Midway through the week, Grandpa and Grandma Cheng dropped by for a visit.

They met Shen Yu and chatted with him for quite a while.

At first, the two elders found it difficult to immediately accept their grandson’s orientation, but they weren’t completely stubborn or closed-minded either.

At first, they thought maybe it was just a phase—after all, Cheng Mofei had never gone through a rebellious streak while growing up. Perhaps this was just his way of finally acting out.

They hadn’t planned to interfere right away and decided to observe for a while.

But as time passed, they realized that the two had already been together for a month or two. Cheng Mofei’s social media was constantly updated with affectionate moments, all of which the elders saw.

It was clear that they were in a serious relationship, both of them were sincere and truly devoted to each other. Seeing this, the grandparents gradually accepted it.

To them, their grandson’s orientation wasn’t as much of a concern as his lifestyle choices. They had seen too many chaotic relationships in this particular social circle.

As long as they could live a good life together, that was what truly mattered.

Grandma Cheng even personally cooked a traditional Yancheng meal for Shen Yu and gently patted his head with a kind smile.

Shen Yu felt warmth spreading through his heart and, following Cheng Mofei’s lead, called her "Grandma" too.

That night, nestled in Cheng Mofei’s arms, Shen Yu had a dream—he dreamt of his own grandmother.

His feelings toward his grandmother had always been complicated.

As a child, he had seen her as his only source of support—the one person who truly cared for him. Life by her side had been relatively good. She would pick him up from school, spend her modest pension to buy him snacks…

It wasn’t until after she passed away that his situation took a turn for the worse.

There was no denying that his personality, while flawed, had not become irredeemable and that was largely thanks to her influence.

But when he later discovered that she had hidden the truth about his mother from him, just like Shen Lide, and had even fed him the same belief that "your mother didn’t want you," he couldn’t accept it.

Having lived two lifetimes, he wasn’t blind to the truth anymore.

People were selfish and imperfect. The dead were gone, and all he could do now was try to make peace with himself.

…

Grandpa and Grandma Cheng’s unexpected visit had two purposes: first, to meet their grandson’s boyfriend, and second, to discuss the upcoming birthday banquet in two days.

As they were leaving, they nagged one last time, reminding Cheng Mofei that he must bring Shen Yu along to attend.

Being personally invited by Grandpa Cheng was a rare honor.

But even without the invitation, Shen Yu would have gone anyway. After all, Uncle Ning’s family held some status in Yancheng and had business dealings with the Cheng family. Both his mother and Uncle Ning would be attending the banquet.

On the day of the celebration, Cheng Mofei arrived early with Shen Yu. They wandered around the banquet hall, stirring up a bit of noise before being shooed away by various uncles and aunts.

Finding a quiet spot, the two sat side by side, whispering to each other.

Shen Yu murmured, “Ten years later, Grandpa hosted another birthday banquet. I attended that one too.”

Cheng Mofei asked, “How was it?”

Shen Yu chuckled, “You scooped a huge ‘longevity peach’ off the cake and gave it to me.”

Cheng Mofei: "..."

Cheng Mofei: "Then I’ll scoop one for you today too."

Shen Yu couldn’t hold back his laughter.

The two continued whispering to each other as more guests gradually arrived.

When Shen Yu heard that his mother and Uncle Ning had arrived, he immediately went to greet them.

Meanwhile, Cheng Mofei was called away by his father’s side of the family to meet some relatives. Since this was Grandpa Cheng’s birthday banquet, as his grandson, he naturally had to make the rounds and greet the elders.

The two temporarily parted ways, agreeing to meet again once the banquet officially started.

Leaving the banquet hall, Shen Yu walked toward the parking area. From a distance, he saw his mother and Uncle Ning, accompanied by a few other people, likely relatives from Uncle Ning’s side.

As his mother introduced them, Shen Yu greeted each person one by one.

One pair was the younger aunt and her husband, another was the older uncle and his wife, and the last was the second uncle and his wife.

Among them, Shen Yu could sense that the younger aunt and the older uncle had a good attitude toward him. 

After the winter break, his younger aunt and her husband had even visited his house and brought him some gifts. On the other hand, the second uncle and his wife seemed a bit more sarcastic.

As they walked into the banquet hall, the second uncle’s wife, with a sarcastic tone, remarked to Ning Boren, “Why didn’t you bring Xiao Que over for an occasion like this? Instead, you brought someone else’s son.”

Ning Boren, known for his good temper and his avoidance of family disputes, was like a soft cotton ball, always letting others have their way. However, this time, he suddenly grew serious and said, “Xiao Yu is my son. He shares my wife’s surname. What’s wrong with bringing him here?”

The second uncle and his wife clearly didn’t expect the usually easygoing younger brother to stand up for himself, and their tempers flared.

The second uncle immediately mocked, “Does he even call you ‘Dad’? You’re calling him your son? I think you’re really out of your mind. How did our Ning family end up with someone like you?”

They had both heard Shen Yu just call Ning Boren "Uncle Ning", not "Dad".

The second uncle’s wife quickly joined in, “I don’t know where this child came from, but he probably doesn’t even understand basic manners. What if he offends someone at the banquet? That would reflect poorly on the Ning family. I think it’s better to take him away before anything happens.”

Hearing their sarcastic remarks, Shen Yu furrowed his brows, about to retort, when suddenly, a voice cut through the air.

“Is there a problem with my boyfriend attending my grandfather’s birthday banquet?”

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