I Just Want to Be in a Relationship

Chapter 172: “No, You Know.” (2)

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Huo Qu didn’t see his boyfriend’s nervousness. His eyes were fixed on the zongzi and couldn’t move off them at all.

Qinghuan said this morning that on Dragon Boat Festival, everyone should eat zongzi. He looked at Yu Qinghuan and then his mother, then he reached for one.

“Are you hungry?” Huo Rong looked at Huo Qu with narrow eyes and raised his eyebrows to ridicule him.

Huo Qu ignored him and looked down at the wrapped zongzi in his hands. He suddenly felt puzzled: How... to peel the wrap off?

“In this way, untie the knot and slowly tear open the leaves.” Yu Qinghuan reached out and helped him peel off the leaves to reveal the delicious glutinous rice, then handed it to him, “Eat.”

Finishing his words, Yu Qinghuan felt something was not right. Mrs. Huo and Huo Rong were both here. Did he show too much affection to their Qu’er?

Before he could think more about it, Huo Qu handed the nice-shaped zongzi to his mouth, “Qinghuan, you eat first.”

Mrs. Huo and Huo Rong looked at them with disbelief, making Qinghuan’s face turn red immediately.

He wanted to push it away but felt impolite if he rejected Huo Qu’s kindness. So he just took a random bite and dared not to look at Mrs. Huo again, stammering, “It’s...it’s delicious.”

“That’s great,” The abnormality on Mrs. Huo’s face finally disappeared. She looked at Yu Qinghuan tenderly, “If you like it, I will let Rong send you more later.”

She then looked Yu Qinghuan up and down, “You are too thin. How could you be like this at such a young age?”

“That would be too troublesome for you,” Yu Qinghuan pinched his lower hem awkwardly, feeling embarrassed.

He had already made preparations for Mrs. Huo to give him a lecture, but he never expected that Mrs. Huo’s attitude would be so kind, treating him like a close younger generation.

However, the more she did so, the more miserable Yu Qinghuan felt.

He never felt that he was wrong to be with Huo Qu, but he knew the fact must be difficult for Huo Qu’s parents to accept. He was both grateful and distressed for Mrs. Huo Qu’s tolerance and understanding.

“We’re family, how could I feel troublesome?” Mrs. Huo stood up. Under Yu Qinghuan’s surprised eyes, she patted him on the shoulder. Glancing at the little dimple on her little son’s face, she sighed in her heart, and said slowly, “Qinghuan, I know you are a good boy. We’ve all witnessed the changes in Huo Qu. I have always been wanting to thank you in person...you...”

She paused for a moment before continuing, “You don’t have to feel any burden in your heart. Just take care of my Qu’er.”

Yu Qinghuan’s throat choked and he could hardly speak. His eyes were reddish, looking gratefully at Mrs. Huo for a long time before nodding heavily.

Mrs. Huo did not stay too long. She was an elder and it was the first formal meeting of Yu Qinghuan, which inevitably made the boy feel nervous. After a brief talk, she touched Huo Qu’s head, asking him to return home more often, and then left.

Yu Qinghuan sent her downstairs and didn’t withdraw his eyes until Huo Rong’s car gradually. He then turned to Huo Qu and said, “Let’s go.”

Before that day, his heart had been holding up a big stone. The sweeter he was with Huo Qu, the more afraid he would be to face his family. But Mrs. Huo’s visit completely moved that stone away from his heart, making him feel relieved.

Yu Qinghuan tilted his lips slightly and held Huo Qu’s hand. “Let’s go back to eat zongzi.”

Huo Qu was still the same. He had no special preference for food and ate whatever others gave him, but Yu Qinghuan fell in love with the candied jujube flavor. action

The jujube had been soaked in wine, and its fragrance carried the sweetness of the wine. The first bite may be strong, but the more he ate it, the more addictive it became. Yu Qinghuan finished three of them unknowingly.

Home-made food was always delicate and delicious, not to mention the food made by the Huo family’s chef’s skillful hands. Each one was stuffed with a lot of wine-soaked jujube. Yu Qinghuan had no head for wine. After eating three, he was always slightly drunk.

His cheeks were reddish, and his eyes were moist and shiny. The fragrance of wine emanated from his lips, and his arms were leaning against the bed head with a lazy and sultry posture.

Seeing this, Huo Qu was short of breath, even his hands were dripping with sweat. While Qinghuan was closing his eyes, Huo Qu quietly leaned over and bit Yu Qinghuan’s well-shaped lips.

His strong and thin body tightly attached to Yu Qinghuan. The hot temperature made Yu Qinghuan shiver, but he also got turned on.

Huo Qu was greatly encouraged by Yu Qinghuan’s enthusiasm. His eyes glistened and his hot, sweaty palms crept in from the hem of Yu Qinghuan’s clothes to explore him eagerly.

Feeling the supple and smooth skin under his hands, Huo Qu blushed with mania and he squeezed Yu Qinghuan’s slim waist relentlessly.

A feeling of pain and excitement spread all over Yu Qinghuan’s body in an instant. He moaned and erected his waist to let Huo Qu do whatever he wanted. After Huo Qu reached into his pants, his body became completely softened.

“Qinghuan, do you like it?” Huo Qu lifted up Qinghuan’s clothes and branded him with kisses after kisses on his body.

Yu Qinghuan’s breathing was intense, and he felt perfectly comfortable but just didn’t make a sound.

Huo Qu slowed down his movements and asked again, “Do you like it?”

Yu Qinghuan’s joy was interrupted, whining, “Ah...Don’t...don’t stop ...”

Lifting his eyes to look at Qinghuan, Huo Qu quickened his movements.

Yu Qinghuan enjoyed the pleasure Huo Qu gave and gasped, “It’s...it’s just an appetizer. Do you know what to do next?”

Huo Qu’s hand stopped and he suddenly realized something, “Next?” He leaned over and breathed hot air into Yu Qinghuan’s ear, “What does it mean?”

The sudden stop of pleasure brought back Yu Qinghuan’s thoughts. When he realized what he had said, his scalp became numb and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, “No, nothing, I was just taking nonsense, I also, don’t know...”

Huo Qu stared at him for a few seconds, stretched out his hands and firmly held Qinghuan who was trying to escape secretly, “No, you know.”