Feng Yi had been on a business trip for a while and hadn’t seen Han Changfeng, so naturally he was sensitive to Han Changfeng’s changes. Han Changfeng nodded calmly, as if he had figured out a plan.

“Well, I found an old Chinese doctor to prescribe medicine for me.”

Han Changfeng lied with a serious face, luckily neither of the people present were interested in probing further, allowing Han Changfeng to successfully deceive them.

“Now that the injury can be healed, just stay at home honestly and don’t do those foolish things anymore.”

Ai Lin knew very well why Han Changfeng had disfigured himself, and she looked at her own son with disgust, her tone slightly harsh.

“I understand.”

Han Changfeng replied dumbly, silently memorizing the lines given to him by the original owner.

“Alright, children are unpredictable, as long as they know their mistakes.”

Ai Lin took the opportunity to criticize Han Changfeng, who had no response. Feng Yi, however, furrowed his brows and interrupted Ai Lin.

“I just… care about my son.”

Ai Lin awkwardly stopped talking, hypocritically finding an excuse for herself. But clearly, the two people sitting there didn’t take her words to heart. Embarrassed by being humiliated in front of everyone, Ai Lin’s face turned sour. However, after eating a few bites, she quickly left, complaining in her heart about Feng Yi’s overreaction. She thought if Feng Yi didn’t apologize, he shouldn’t expect to get in bed with her tonight.

“Thank you, Uncle.”

Han Changfeng smiled at Feng Yi, seeming to be in a good mood. Under Han Changfeng’s gaze, Feng Yi’s expression softened.

“If you encounter any problems in the future, you can talk to me, don’t do foolish things like before, okay?”

Perhaps it was Han Changfeng’s change that made Feng Yi have a good impression of him now. He easily made a promise.

As soon as the words were spoken, Feng Yi seemed a little dazed, but Han Changfeng naturally agreed, showing a closeness in his eyes. Feng Yi dispelled his doubts and the atmosphere between the two became harmonious for a moment.

“You can seduce him.”

The system suddenly jumped out, startling Han Changfeng. He discreetly glanced at Feng Yi, who was completely unaware.

“System, I’m not going to sleep with every man I meet.”

“What are you thinking? Feng Yi has some significance in the book, why else would I ask you to seduce him?”

Han Changfeng pondered, so the candidates recommended by the system are all characters with roles in the book.

“System, help me come up with an excuse like an old Chinese doctor, my face has healed and there needs to be a reason.”

“Understood, you’re really troublesome.”

As soon as it appeared, Han Changfeng made a request to the system. After arranging everything, the system quickly left, as if there was a ghost chasing after it.

Is it really necessary? Han Changfeng had a black line on his face. After the conversation with the system, breakfast was coming to an end. Feng Yi was a busy man, so he quickly left the villa after finishing his meal, leaving Han Changfeng alone at home, secretly distressed about how to approach Feng Yi.

Feng Langxing’s anal cavity was swollen from being fucked and he couldn’t possibly have sex today. Han Changfeng could only idly scroll through his phone and unexpectedly came across a recording of last night’s live broadcast by Song Shishu.

“What happened to your mouth? Ate something spicy…”

You little slut. Watching Song Shishu calmly lie on the screen, Han Changfeng silently recalled the process of his mouth being swollen. With a mischievous idea in mind, he sent the video to Song Shishu.

[Craving something spicy.]

Song Shishu’s face turned red on the other end of the phone, and he secretly looked around before sending a message to Han Changfeng.

“I’ll treat you to something spicy when you come back, extra spicy and numbing.”

Han Changfeng chuckled, the submissive protagonist was quite cute.

“Bang—”

The door suddenly opened, and a staggAi Ling figure stumbled in. Han Changfeng was startled, and when he focused his gaze, he realized it was a drunken Feng Yi.

“Uncle?”

Han Changfeng rushed over to support him, finding a place to lean on. Feng Yi’s body went limp and he fell straight onto Han Changfeng, causing Han Changfeng to embrace him.

“Why did Uncle come here?”

Han Changfeng looked down at Feng Yi. Feng Langxing resembled him by about sixty percent, but Feng Yi had more rugged features, exuding an elegant charm all over.

“Sleep, sleep.”

Feng Yi struggled to walk toward the bed, and Han Changfeng immediately realized that Feng Yi had entered the wrong room.

Feng Yi and Ai Lin’s room was directly above on the third floor, and Feng Yi, who was drunk, probably mistook the second floor for the third floor.

Looking at the sleeping Feng Yi, Han Changfeng was speechless. He walked up and helped Feng Yi take off his coat.

“Uncle, take off your coat when you sleep.”

Feng Yi said something, but Han Changfeng didn’t hear clearly, so he leaned in closer. The next moment, the world spun and when Han Changfeng regained his senses, he found himself pinned down by Feng Yi.

“Mmm—”

Feng Yi’s lips, tainted with the taste of alcohol, imprinted on Han Changfeng’s mouth. Feng Yi sensually licked Han Changfeng’s lips, making them wet.

“Ai Lin…”

Feng Yi mistook Han Changfeng for Ai Lin and boldly explored his body without any reservation. Due to the influence of alcohol, his confused mind briefly wondered why Ai Lin’s waist had become thicker.

Han Changfeng’s gaze gradually turned dangerous, but Feng Yi remained oblivious, continuing to provoke him. Han Changfeng pulled Feng Yi closer, taking control and pinning him down. The intoxicated Feng Yi widened his eyes, struggling to process the situation.

Han Changfeng captured Feng Yi’s lips, his tongue boldly exploring inside. Overwhelmed by the kiss, Feng Yi couldn’t help but whimper.

“Mmm… Ahh…”

“Uncle’s body is so beautiful.”

As Han Changfeng’s lips landed on Feng Yi’s smooth skin, it became apparent that despite being in his forties, Feng Yi had maintained his physique through regular exercise. Unlike Feng Langxing, who had a flabby body, Feng Yi’s muscles were well-defined and perfectly balanced. Han Changfeng couldn’t get enough, continuously caressing and kissing him.

“Mmm… Ahh… Haah…”

Feng Yi couldn’t respond to Han Changfeng’s praises and could only unconsciously moan beneath him.

Han Changfeng took Feng Yi’s nipples into his mouth, teasing them with his tongue. As soon as he started, Feng Yi trembled all over, passionately embracing Han Changfeng’s head and moaning incessantly.

“Mmm… Ahh… It tickles… Haah… Don’t… Mmm… Ahh…”

The slightly sobbing moans only fueled Han Changfeng’s desire. Instead of releasing Feng Yi’s nipples, he intensified his suction and occasionally grazed them with his teeth.

“Ah… Haah… No… Haah…”

Feng Yi’s body suddenly convulsed, climaxing under Han Changfeng’s stimulation.

“Uncle’s nipples are so sensitive.”

Han Changfeng let go of the swollen nipples and leaned close to Feng Yi’s ear, teasing him while planting a kiss on his earlobe. Feng Yi whimpered again, amazed by Han Changfeng’s actions. Feng Yi seemed to be unusually sensitive.

Finally, Han Changfeng’s actions reached down below. He unbuttoned his pants, revealing a penis covered in semen. Feng Yi’s penis was not small, but it had a pale color, indicating it hadn’t been used much.

Han Changfeng opened Feng Yi’s legs, exposing a pink bud, ready to bloom.

Damn, it was even pink.