Chapter 108: Lu Jun
He only knew he liked this man very, very much. Even if he ended up smashed to pieces and died a bad death, so what? He’d still do it!
The heat between them was ready to ignite at a touch.
The century-trained veteran driver lit fires from top to bottom.
Lu Jun was absolutely a highly flammable and explosive heavy-duty bomb. He was already extremely explosive without adding fuel to the fire, much less when actively provoked by the man he loved.
As for how explosive his response was, Li Dong could only say: Good Lord, he couldn’t handle it!
If not for the skills he’d built up over hundreds of years of “experience,” an ordinary person simply couldn’t keep up with Lu Jun.
Most people would just bore Lu Jun. The man in front of him was the exact opposite. Lu Jun was terrified he wouldn’t be enthusiastic enough and would fail to keep the man’s heart.
Li Dong: “…!” Honestly, that was already plenty!
He’d always been steady and gentle in bed. It took him a few tries to adjust before he could accept this brawl-like, European style of passion.
He had to admit, it had its own flavor.
They’d gone in at two o’clock. By five, everything finally settled.
In the former killer’s not-too-big bedroom, only the sound of two people catching their breath remained, and it sounded very sexy.
“You’re… terrifying…” Li Dong murmured as he adjusted his breathing. Then his hand by the pillow brushed something hard. He picked it up and looked. It was a gun…
This guy kept a gun under his pillow at all times.
“Don’t mess with that.” Lu Jun was afraid the man might accidentally hurt himself. He tensed, instantly snatched the gun from Li Dong’s hand, and tossed it into the drawer.
Li expert-at-handling-guns Dong didn’t show it on his face and obediently played the part of a quiet, beautiful man.
“Are you… going to keep killing?” he asked.
The pity written on his face made it obvious he was a very kind person.
Tsk, tsk.
Lu Jun: “No.” He scooted closer and threw a solid, tattooed arm around the man, holding him there with domineering ease.
“That’s good. I don’t want you killing, either.” Li Dong held the arm around his waist. “If you’d had a choice, you wouldn’t have taken this line of work in the first place, right?”
Lu Jun gave a cold laugh. “What’s the point of talking about that?” The fact was, even if he’d retired, it didn’t change that he’d been a killer.
And it didn’t change the uncrossable gap between him and this man.
Seeing he didn’t like the topic, Li Dong sensibly shut his mouth.
Having just finished, he was a bit tired, both physically and mentally.
“I’m going to sleep a bit.” He pressed a kiss to the back of Lu Jun’s hand and said it softly.
Idiot…
Lu Jun grumbled in his heart, a little sour.
He rested against the man’s shoulder, not knowing how much longer he’d get to enjoy time like this.
Li Dong didn’t sleep deeply. He woke around seven-thirty that evening.
The younger man, several years his junior, had twined around him like dodder vine, leaving them both warm and a little damp beneath the covers.
Li Dong carefully unwrapped him, got up to shower, and dressed.
“When are you going back?” Lu Jun sat shirtless on the bed, a cigarette between his lips, lighter in his left hand, double-lidded eyes slanting toward the door where the man was now neat and proper again.
“I took ten days off,” Li Dong said.
He’d spent two days looking in other places before. Now he had seven days and change left.
“Are you stupid or what? Coming specially to find me for sex.” Lu Jun teased him with a grin. “Cough, cough, I’m smoking. If you can’t stand it, don’t come in.”
Ten days. Sounded like a gift from the heavens to Lu Jun.
“Can you not smoke?” Li Dong said. “It doesn’t even feel good. A kiss is better.” As he spoke, he went over, sat beside Lu Jun, took the cigarette from his lips, drew on it once, “Cough, cough,” then stubbed it and tossed it into the ashtray.
Tasting the tobacco off someone else’s mouth, Lu Jun fell, body and soul, and nearly wanted to hand over his life.
“Are you really straight?” He frowned. The guy kissed so well it made him suspicious, and that practiced ease in bed wasn’t what a green virgin should have.
Li Dong: “What does ‘straight’ even mean? If I dated girls before and also like someone of my own gender, am I still straight?”
Lu Jun: “Who do you like?”
Li Dong didn’t answer.
He only smiled and stayed quiet. After meeting the shou’s eyes for a moment, he suddenly hooked a finger around Lu Jun’s.
Lu Jun stared, dumbstruck, then his ears went red.
He was helpless against this kind of buttoned-up, straight-man brand of flirtation from Li Dong, even though he himself was a direct and unrestrained type.
“Cough, cough…” F**k, his heart was pounding.
Every pore on his body opened in comfort, brimming with joy.
“Xiao Jun,” Li Dong called.
“Mm?” Lu Jun leaned against the headboard, answering coolly.
That wicked little smile made him every inch a little hellhound.
“You like me, don’t you?” As he asked, he even nudged Li Dong’s crotch with his toes.
Li veteran-driver Dong answered with a knowing smile, clearly enjoying the teasing from this stunning little fresh meat.
Lu Jun: “Tsk, tsk.” So the other man liked him too. Couldn’t be happier.
The two of them, one older and one younger, traded looks for several minutes. Before they knew it, their lips were glued together again.
“Xiao Jun…” He felt a strange ache of tenderness for this person.
Lu Jun looked so fierce, so hard to push around.
But no one is born that tough. Maybe he’d been fragile, and helpless once.
“Mm.” Lu Jun gave him a cool kiss. “I like you.”
Which was why, the split second he’d seen him at the door, his first reaction was fear. Ha.
That passed. After that, he only wanted to lock him inside his territory and keep him forever.
Even though he knew it was impossible.
“I’m going to tidy up.” Lu Jun took a deep breath. “Wait here. I’ll take you out to eat.” He pulled himself away from the soft trap that had nearly swallowed him whole.
“Okay.” Li Dong lay back on the bed that still held his scent.
With the high-presence young man out of the room, he finally had time to look around. It was a renovated two-bedroom in an old building.
The place was very minimal, not at all like somewhere someone lived long-term.
You couldn’t call it a home, just a place to perch.
“Where should I put my clothes?” Li Dong got up to sort his luggage.
From the other room, the young man answered, “You’re only here ten days. Leave them in your suitcase.”
Looking back, Lu Jun was bare to the waist, showing off his eight-pack like it cost nothing.
His towel-drying was brisk and clean. If not for the fact that he had indeed been lying underneath him in bed, he’d have suspected Lu Jun was a very dominant gong…
He swallowed the words. Since the other had “misunderstood” about the ten days, then he’d just stay the full ten.
“What’s the pace of life like here? Anything fun?” Li Dong asked.
“How the hell would I know,” Lu Jun said.
Li Dong: “…” The deer-in-the-headlights look was so good that Lu Jun laughed outright.
“Alright.” He went over and gave Li Dong’s butt a light kick. “I only moved here after I left you. You think I’ve had time to care about the pace of life?”
Did he really think everyone was like him?
So warm and friendly to life and the people around him.
But it was cute. Hmph.
“You’ve got some nerve,” Li Dong said, standing. “That day at the port, you disappeared in a blink. I looked for you for ages and couldn’t find you.”
Because I was hiding on purpose, idiot.
“Cut the crap.” Lu Jun rolled his eyes. “I’m starving. Let’s go.”
He led the way, sneaking glances with the corner of his eye to make sure the man he loved was following.
Annoying.
First time being in love and all.
“Shouldn’t you give me a way to contact you? Otherwise I can’t find you,” Li Dong said, catching up and taking out his phone for a number.
“Put that away. There are tons of pickpockets here.” Lu Jun snatched the phone and slid it into his own pocket.
“As if a pickpocket would dare act up in front of you.” Li Dong really didn’t believe it.
“Heh.” Lu Jun smiled. Compliments like that were boring from anyone else. From this man, they were sweet talk.
“By the way, Xiao Jun.” Li Dong dug in his wallet and took out a photo. “Give me back my mom’s photo. I’ll trade you this one.”
Lu Jun reached for it and grabbed the whole wallet too. “I told you there are lots of pickpockets.” If a motorbike suddenly swooped past, he worried he’d lose it and blow his top.
After all, snatching his boyfriend’s stuff in front of him would be downright disrespectful.
“Nice picture.” He took a second to look, smiling like a cactus flower.
Prickly, and pretty.
Right then you’d never think he was a killer who didn’t blink at murder, just a striking-looking ordinary young man.
Fresh out of his teens and, because it was his first brush with love, tender right on schedule, beautifully, ridiculously so.
“You live alone?” Li Dong watched his wallet vanish back into the shou’s pocket.
“Mm. What about it?” Lu Jun’s final note lifted.
“Nothing. I just wanted to ask if you want to be with someone?” Li Dong asked.
“We’re here.” Lu Jun cut in, turning them into a plain little diner. “Can you handle this, big boss?”
“I think it’s fine,” Li Dong answered easily.
Inside, the place turned out not that small, and the atmosphere was pretty good.
“I want that.” Lu Jun snatched the teapot from the server, flipped a cup upright with a snap, poured, rinsed, poured again, then pushed it across. “You got the guts to be my boyfriend?”
As long as he said he dared, then for the rest of his life, no matter where under heaven, Lu Jun would follow through.
Author’s Note:
【Xiao Jun loves deep. Once he decides, he does it.】
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