Rebirth of Chen An

Chen An did not reply, Ivanov smiled wryly, perhaps now the man did not even know who Ivanov was.

He gave the man a hard kiss on the forehead. Chen An held him, so he conveniently put his hand into the man's clothes. Chen An seemed to be not very adapted to this, but in the end he did not stop Ivanov's action.

The first time they had intimate contact, Chen An was completely drunk, the second time, Chen An was half-drunk and half-awake, while the third time, he was finally not drunk.

Although Ivanov thought that at the time Chen An was not much different from when he was drunk.

Ivanov understood Lu Feng more. Now the old fox at least had a weakness of getting drunk when drinking. He's got a hollow leg in the past. It was not difficult to get intimate with Chen An. The thing that difficult was to enjoy the sex with this man until the end.

"I will not leave you. I will always be by your side. Even if you push me away, I will come back." Two men huddled in a narrow bed, cuddling with each other. Ivanov gently kissed the man's forehead and eyelashes still hung with tears, while stripped down Chen An's pants.

"Hum-"

Chen An snorted with uneasy, his hands holding Ivanov. He put his head on the other party's shoulder and adapt to the strange feeling of being explored.

"Please bear with it. I don't want to hurt you, dear."

In such a quiet atmosphere, Chen An's intermittent hums could be clearly heard. Ivanov felt that he was slowly entering Chen An's body. These details flashed across his mind vividly as never before. He tightly hugged the man until he completely occupied the man's body.

Ivanov knew he was being taking advantage of Chen An, but he hugged the man not for the so-called pleasure, or the possessiveness.

He just wanted to do this to Chen An and wanted this man to be with him.

After the complete indulgence, Chen An was too tired and fell asleep. Ivanov got up from the bed and helped the man wipe his body clean. Then he wiped the red and swollen eyes of Chen An with a clean towel, his action was cautious and gentle.

"You make me feel heartache, An."

He stroked the man's forehead with his palm, bent down and kissed the corner of Chen An's eyes. If they didn't sail to the sea, if they weren't the only two on board, if they didn't encounter a storm, if they didn't separated on the island...

If nothing had happened, Ivanov would never have found the pain deeply hidden in Chen An's heart. He did not know that this normally cold, sharp and cruel man would also have a side that made him want to protect.

"Did you arrange all this, Chang Le?" Ivanov suddenly smiled. He lay on the bed and held the man in his arms.

No matter it was fate or other things, he could not let go of this man. He could not let go of this man who made him feel "heartache" for the first time.