Wang Cheng opened the red envelope, it was stuffed full. This was the most he had received in a red envelope in twenty-five years. However, that idea was quickly wiped out by a text message.

The text message was not sent by any acquaintance, but was a prompt from the bank, which showed that a million yuan had just been added into his account.

Wang Cheng thought he had read it wrong, staring at the string of zeros on the screen of his phone. There were seven digits. He calculated it several times, and finally determined that it was really a million. There was a bank transaction of one million. If it was transferred out, he could still understand that his money was stolen, but it was the other way around. Which fool would carelessly transfer one million to his account?

The only explanation was acquaintances.

Wang Cheng thought about several people, Father Zheng, Mother Zheng, his grandfather, and so on. Before he could determine which one, the phone rang. He squinted at the phone screen - he had forgotten about this guy.

After connecting, Chu Yifeng didn't hear his voice, so he took the initiative to say: "Why aren’t you speaking?"

"I just received a text message and I am still in shock."

Wang Cheng straightened his legs. If Chu Yifeng was in front of him, he would be able to see that his expression at the moment was filled with deep malice. Chu Yifeng intuitively felt that he would not say anything good, so he didn’t ask, but Wang Cheng still said, "Yes. I don’t know if that idiot had shaky hands, but he actually transferred a million dollars into my account. It's the first time I have encountered such a big pie."

Chu Yifeng laughed, wondering if since he already guessed it, Wang Cheng had to turn around and scold him. "Are you happy after scolding?"

"I got a million for no reason. Who knows if it is stolen money? Of course I can’t be happy. I will go to the bank to return the money to its original account tomorrow." Wang Cheng continued to talk nonsense before Chu Yifeng acknowledged it.

"This fool is me, no need to give it back." Chu Yifeng admitted.

Wang Cheng snorted. "And it’s okay if you give me a million?"

"New Year's red envelope."

"Do you want to develop a mother-child relationship with me?"

"...Don't want to."

"Then what other reason is there."

Chu Yifeng really thought about it for a while, "Start-up funds?"

Wang Cheng sighed, even more dissatisfied, "You are too stingy. 100 million is not enough for start-up funds. But you even only lent a million? Boss Chu, when did you become so pivotal?"

"How much do you want?" Chu Yifeng's voice softened.

Wang Cheng's eyes narrowed. "At least 300 million."

Chu Yifeng, the old god, said to set the boundaries: "It is okay to want 300 million, but I said last time that I only accept seduction. How about it, can you do it?"

Wang Cheng's eyes rolled. "If you want me to seduce you, you should at least be in front of me. Now that we can’t see each other, I don’t have the conditions to seduce you. Is it possible that you still want me to casually go onto the street? It’s not tempting to catch a man, but I’m very disciplined [?]."

Chu Yifeng laughed softly, "Look out the window."

Wang Cheng raised a brow when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the closed window. He walked over and looked down, immediately catching the person below. This guy...Chu Yifeng who was standing below held up his mobile phone. He waved his other hand at him. "The deity is here. You can seduce me."

"My family is downstairs, how can you come up?" Wang Cheng did not expect that he would run over in the middle of the night.

"Go straight up."

"No." Wang Cheng refused this method without needing to think about it. His elder brother was still downstairs, and he just wanted to swagger over? It was New Year’s Eve. This was to show everyone that their relationship was unusual, right? Anyway, now was not a good time.

"Then what do you say?" Chu Yifeng put his hands in his pants pockets; he was in no hurry.

"I'll go down." Wang Cheng reluctantly compromised. He had some scruples - he had just come back only to find an excuse to go out again. Wang Cheng felt that this was very hard. His parents and little sister did not doubt him, but Wang Ning'an glanced at him suspiciously.

After seeing Chu Yifeng, Wang Cheng surreptitiously pulled him to the back of the house for fear of being seen by others. The lighting was relatively dim. As long as people didn’t come over deliberately, they wouldn't see them. Wang Cheng looked outside uneasily. The voices of adults and children came and went intermittently, and he suddenly had a feeling that he was cheating.

Chu Yifeng stepped forward and pressed him against the wall. When Wang Cheng turned his head, he bowed his head to kiss him, their hot lips inseparably attached. However, he did not immediately rush inside, it was just his hot breath brushing his skin. Feeling that the temperature of the two people was rising rapidly, Wang Cheng couldn't bear it. He opened his lips slightly to pant, but his mouth was bitten. The wet kiss had a very sticky feeling, and the two men were stunned. The temperature around them seemed to have risen.

A ball suddenly rolled over and stopped two or three meters away.

"It’s my ball." A child's voice chased after it.

Wang Cheng suddenly became sober. However, when he pushed Chu Yifeng away, he accidentally made a loud noise. He flushed and his heartbeat accelerated, he did not have the time to drag Chu Yifeng to the corner of the other wall. The child picked up the ball and left.

Wang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but Chu Yifeng pulled the hem of his clothes and reached under it with one hand. The air was not cold, and the palm of his hand was still a source of heat, but the air that poured in still made him feel the chill. Suddenly, the hand on him became passionately hot.

Wang Cheng immediately didn't feel cold anymore. His whole body was hot, and he quickly grabbed his hand.

“Enough.” He didn't have the courage to continue outside with Chu Yifeng.

"Then it's your turn." Chu Yifeng grabbed his hand and brought it down, letting him feel an even hotter source of heat through his pants. Wang Cheng’s scalp tingled.

Chu Yifeng said in his ear: “I said to seduce, but I have lowered the conditions now. Should you want to regret it?"

He wanted to!

Wang Cheng said weakly: "Boss Chu, we are outside now, and there is a group of children and adults not far away. Even if you can afford to lose face just like before, I can't afford to lose it."

"That's why I didn't push you down on the ground, but I really want to push you down now." Chu Yifeng sighed in his ear, then buried his face in his neck, taking a deep breath. He then exhaled, the sensation moving slowly on his already sensitive skin, causing him to tremble.

"Listen to you, you still want me to thank you." Wang Cheng wanted to confuse him, but also knew that he was telling the truth. Looking at the weight in his hand, he might not be able to bear it anymore.

"Then hurry up, time waits for no one," Chu Yifeng urged him while unfastening the buttons on his pants and unzipping his fly. "In return..."

Wang Cheng shook. "Wait."

Chu Yifeng thought he wanted to delay time, but still stopped and raised his eyebrows, waiting for him to speak.

Wang Cheng pulled out his phone and temporarily adjusted the ringtone to vibrate. He didn't want his family to call him, only to find that a ringtone came from behind the house. Then, the whole family would come to the scene only to witness such a thing. The picture was too beautiful, he didn’t dare to imagine that. Finally, he sent a text message to his family telling them that he had something to do, and might come back later, to let them go to bed first instead of waiting for him. Only then could he feel at ease.

Chu Yifeng smiled, he could even think of doing this at this time.

The playing children had been called back to their houses by the adults, but the street lights were still bright. Most of this New Year's Eve had passed, but the time that truly belonged to the adults had just begun. A place like the Guan’s Village had its own local customs, and every New Year’s Eve ended late.

For example, for large-scale sacrificing events, around 10 o'clock, every household must prepare things to worship. Rural people were more superstitious, so many people who moved from other villages would follow this trend.

Because Wang Cheng hadn't returned yet, Papa Wang and Mama Wang didn't plan to wait for him. When they were ready, they let Wang Ziyu stay at home while Wang Ning'an was called away by the two, with loud and quiet voices coming from the front. No one noticed the two people hiding in the darkness.

Wang Cheng gritted his teeth and did not let himself make a sound.

Chu Yifeng lowered his head and forcibly opened his lips. The stickly sound of the liquid seemed to become louder as it passed into his ears clearly. It wasn’t until the voices of Papa Wang and Mama Wang drifted away, that Wang Cheng dared to relax. The next second, he was pushed into hard.

"F*ck, what happened to a good mutual conversation?"

Wang Cheng's trousers had long been thrown away like trash. How did it develop this way? He couldn't figure it out by himself, because it was already like this when he reacted.

Chu Yifeng buried his head, only replying a while later: "Such a good day..."

Wang Cheng didn't want to hear him say these things at all. It didn’t take long for the worship. If it didn’t end soon, when Papa Wang came back, they would really call him angrily to urge him to go home. He worked very hard to hurry up.

Chu Yifeng snorted. The movements of the two were getting bigger and bigger, but no one noticed them. When it felt like Chu Yifeng was about to come, Wang Cheng wanted to tell him to not do it inside him, but as a result, he was one step behind. His face changed, and finally he could not hold back. Wang Cheng exposed a row of white teeth and bit his shoulder.

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