523 “....maybe wife.”

He wasn’t much younger than Yi Chen yet this guy called him little brother. That was a very hard pill to swallow.

Yi Chen chuckled lightly before asking, “Then what should I call you?” Inching closer to his ear, “maybe wife?”

Zi Han’s ears turned red as though dripping with blood. His fingers twisted his fleshy part subconsciously and Yi Chen exclaimed but he didn’t move away.

“Were you a crab in your past life? Ah... it hurts,” he said committed to the act all the way. Acting a little pitiful could see one reap amazing rewards.

Zi Han knew his boyfriend’s acting skills were terrible but he still indulged him. That’s because if it has anything to do with Yi Chen his heart will soften. Zi Han bit his lower lip while the same fingers he used to pinch Yi Chen raked through the man’s hair.

“Okay okay, I am sorry. Does it hurt a lot? Do you want me to kiss it for you,” he said in a coaxing tone.

“I want more than that? A kiss won’t be enough,” he said and Zi Han pushed him before straddling him.

“Then I will kiss your pain away,” he said with mischief in his eyes.

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Yi Chen rested his arm at the back of his head and watched as Zi Han lowered his upper body and brushed his lips on his neck nibbling and sucking on it.

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Yi Chen gasped with his fingers kneading Zi Han’s shoulder. In the throngs of pleasure, he vaguely heard Zi Han’s enchanting voice ask, “Is that where it hurts?”

“No,” whispered Yi Chen his ear numb from Zi Han’s scorching breath.

Zi Han smiled slyly while gently biting the man’s ear lobe. “Then tell me when I get to where it hurts,” said Zi Han before kissing Yi Chen’s chin down to his chest leaving behind dazzling marks like he was marking his territory.

When he reached the part where his name was tattooed he looked up and asked, “How come you didn’t know my name when you lost your memory when it is tattooed on you?”

Yi Chen raised his head slightly and stroked Zi Han’s hair while trying to recall what he thought when he saw the traditional Chinese characters on his mermaid line.

He chuckled when he remembered his thought process. How could he have been so dumb back then? “I thought it was the Zǐ for purple and Hàn for man so purple man. I thought the characters were simplified. Just don’t blame me, my mind was totally scrambled.”

Zi Han couldn’t help but chuckle while straightening his back. “How the hell did you manage to mix that up? Even if you came to that conclusion wasn’t it strange that you would have a tattoo like that? What the fuck does purple man even mean?”

Yi Chen was a little embarrassed too. He couldn’t help but laugh at himself thinking about it. At the time he told himself that maybe he had lost a bet or something. He wrote it down and even asked Old Du but most people in the Republic had long lost some written languages with each generation thus there was really no one who could tell him that that didn’t say purple man at all. Thinking there was a story behind it he let go of the matter. Maybe one day he would remember that it was the Zī for nourish and Hàn for heroic.

“I knew it didn’t make sense but part of my intelligence was gone alongside my memories. Don’t be mad, okay?” He said and Zi Han kissed his belly button with a slight smile on his face.

“You still need to compensate me,” said Zi Han before getting off the bed. Yi Chen wanted to stop him but Zi Han was a little faster. Yi Chen looked down at the loaded wrapper still wound around his member and tsked while getting up to dispose of it.

When he reached the bathroom he found Zi Han standing by the bathtub while testing the warmth of the water.

Yi Chen glanced at the infamous tramp stamp on Zi Han’s lower back and his heart melted like ice. He walked over and grabbed Zi Han’s waist before rubbing his name that was tattooed there.

“How drunk were you when you got this?” he asked and Zi Han chuckled lightly. The details were vague but he remembered that he was so stubborn and no one could talk some sense into him.

“I was super drunk but I knew you would like it. Do you like it?” said Zi Han and Yi Chen kissed the back of his neck his hand gently smacking Zi Han’s butt.

Zi Han pushed him away bringing an end to this groping and put his feet in the water. “I need wine. Baby, go get me some,” he said as he slid his body into the water with a contented sigh.

Yi Chen, who wanted to enter too could only ask, “Which kind?”

Zi Han closed his eyes as he whispered, “Any that’s good. This moment deserves a good drink.”

Yi Chen turned on his heel and went to the wine fridge to look for a bottle. It didn’t take him long to find one and brought it back. He opened it and poured it out into two wine glasses handing one to Zi Han.

After that, he wordlessly put his feet in the bathtub only for Zi Han to try and block him with his wet foot covered with bubbles.

“Nope, no bath for you. Go take a shower,” he said after taking a small sip of his wine.

“I want to bathe with you. Move your foot,” replied Yi Chen really forcing his way in.

“No, we won’t fit,” replied Zi Han even though this huge bathtub could fit three people.

“You know that I am not that big right? If you don’t move your foot I will move it for you,” said Yi Chen while grabbing Zi Han’s leg. When he sat down he let Zi Han’s leg rest on his chest and ran his finger at the bottom of Zi Han’s foot. Zi Han’s reaction was as expected. He tried to move his foot away while wailing softly. The center of his bottom foot was so sensitive.