webnovel

AN ICE STATUE, FOODIE AND A FLIRT [BL]

The story is about a 17 [ hundred of years] old Anying who got given the very things he dislikes in life. he loves world peace, freedom, fun and... food. hated killing, Gore , hunger and boredom amongst many others well he loves running away from home whenever he was about getting bound to a location and he always escapes. until the day he made the grave mistake of... allowing himself marry two mysterious people in the hopes of acting coquettish and being set free. but he never knew, not wanting to get tied to the affairs of the throne would get him tied to the affairs of a dome instead. well join this foodie and his tamers as they go through the journey of... taming each other out ... a might likely to find cut scene ... Arenas of death. he abandoned it for years, and came back to meet he had downgraded to third from first rank. that was how hard the game was no worries, he was glad that the game's progress was saved in his cloud account. so he just reinstalled it and continued to regain his former glory The cute thing was so busy playing a game that he didn't notice someone behind him until he heard a deep deadly voice " hand it over ". " ah!". he screamed and turned around thereby loosing hold on the controls of his character. his heart was pounding hard as he held the fabric covering his chest. ' dude you scared me! ' he wanted to yell but no he got up and jumped of the bed to keep his distance before staring at the man's handsome yet chilling visage. he had no time to admire the Man's physique at the moment as he asked while gulping trying to divert the man's attention. " w--what are you, d--doing here?". he was also curious with his fear on why the ice cube was in his room and not being a decoration in his usual position. but his question was met with the darkening of electric blue orbs and a chilling. " now ". ' momma... '. he took a step back instead of handing the phone over because he didn't want his phone to get confiscated... but there was nothing wrong with his phone! this was bullying!!. due to his actions, the room temperature dropped and when he thought the devil would pounce on him, his phone left his hand and appeared on the taller man's outstretched hand. "noooooooo!!! --". " shut up". interupted the flirt who had been leaning on the door bane. Anying didn't dare stare at his face but he could feel dreadful eyes on him. "y-you! what are you doing with my phone!". he yelled when he saw the ice cube's slender fingers operating his phone with lightning speed. but he got no response. "..." Anying began sweating " there's nothing in it !. hand it over !". he was ignored until 30 seconds later, the cube handed him his phone. when he snatched it waringly, he heard the flirt ask in nonchalance " did you delete it from the clouds?". "yes" the cube replied. the foodie got a bad feeling, so he checked his phone quickly and when he did, all Data from his loving game was... gone. it was deleted... for ever... and he couldn't start again because his account was now restricted by the cube. hot tears streamed down his face as he began to sniff. "you're crying because of a mere game ?". his chin was held and he was forced to look up into darkened electric blue eyes. '' mere... mere... mere... mere game! you got jealous of a mere game!. why the heck are you so possessive??!! ".he asked in fury. but the man replied with furrowed brows " it was just non existent Data.l'm still asking why you're crying about it ". unbelievable!. " you got jealous of non existent set of data! why!! ". the guy was furious. ".... " speechless. " because he can. and you have nothing to do about it. you don't have a choice anyway, so stick to whatever we tell you ". answered the flirt. silence then, " I want a deep kiss ". says the flirt as he walked towards him. " no! " screamed Anying. in this kind of situation?!. the flirt tilted his brow in question and asked " who asked you? ". right.

DaoistMqthay · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
105 Chs

. the spoilt concubine . (⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠)

"I'll think about it.".

Really?. Liu feng almost questioned out loud but he knew not to. So he just bowed again and ran away from the scene... Yah, he literally did despite being a dignified person...

Yeesh. Those two had a dreadful bloodthirsty aura .. that reeked of death and eternal darkness of an abyss.

How does his young lord survive again?.

Liu feng wondered as he went to sit in a place where he would be easily found in time for departure... And oddly, li Yue didn't come.

...

The said young lord was currently shaking his head left and right in silent protests to not be kissed again by yanlye.

Well silent protests because he couldn't insult yanlye in front of hanze ... Well not... He couldn't ah!.

But yanlye didn't stop, instead he kept up with humouring Anying with threatening kisses and playful gropings.

Until Hanze interupted coldly of course. "Stop it yanlye. You can't test him that way. He would become loose. All he loves is torture" .

Anying paled. That was an order... And to his dread, before he could even look at Yanlye's face to beg him of something, his face had morphed into a cold aloof and unrecognizable sexy one...

He looked different... More dangerous with only a look of desire in his eyes. The first warmth was gone and the will to indulge wasn't there anymore... And though he had a perverted look like before... This one was dangerous.

"Yanlye?...". Anying whispered sofly... Suddenly he disliked Hanze more.

But yanlye didn't hear him. Rather, pretended not to as he cocked an eyebrow. "Oh really?".

"Yes.". Hanze replied with a low hum at the end.

"Ok then.". Yanlye replied and dived down for a kiss ... The complete opposite of what they just had when Anying had felt completely in heaven. Now he fell in between. With much pain than pleasure.

At least he was considerate enough to avoid bitting too hard .... All Anying could do was bear ... bear while trying not to tremble too hard... Hanze was humiliating him on purpose but he wouldn't let the guy see him in that state.

So when yanlye pulled away, he held unto the wall for support as the man then went to hug Hanze... His warm and flattering look back as he asked.

"Can I stay?.". Blinking like a spoilt concubine.

Anying sneered. He wasn't jealous no .

Cchini. "You liar."

Anying:  ⁠(⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠).

"No.". Hanze replied firmly without battling an eyelid making yanlye pout.

But before he was sent away, Hanze slid his long fingers into his hair and pulled him really hard so thier lips clashed violently until yanlye was all wobbly... The kiss was anything but gentle.

At the end yanlye smiled, smacking his lips in contentment... Psychos. Before walking off after waving Anying goodbye with a cold voice of.

"See you little bride. The next time...".

He trailed. Anying shivered as his gaze shifted to Hanze who returned it with unequal fierceness. "Come here.".

He ordered. And Anying went. Did he even have a choice at this point until he found an escape route?.

Well , he was teleported into their room and Hanze kissed him hard to the point of unconsciousness .... Probably for revenge but it landed him in hell... At the end Yanlye's kissnwas still softer than this devil's...

Later, he talked to Hanze about letting xueCheng go to xiajie and take care of him.

Hanze agreed. Unexpectedly wether it was because Anying couldn't eat because of lips bruises from him and yanlye or because he was absentmindedly typing his computer, he didn't know.

It'd remain a mystery till a certain person spoke out.

Anyway. "Goodnight nature. ". Anying said as he went to sleep... Ah it had been a stressful day of seeing Hanze behave like a devil again...

And to think he saw that flash in the

man's eyes... It was indeed dangerous... Maybe it was an illness?. A disease?.

Ah!. Hanze already was mentally ill ah!! .

....

Hmmm.....

Every day was always boring for Anying, as long as Hanze was alive that was. Hm... Well, and like every other Wednesdays, today was boring as well.

Hanze was sitting, the king style with a laptop on the couch, looking all sexy and handsome to anying's taste but was he going to do anything about it?.

Nah. I'll pass. He thought.

As he was, at the moment, lying back flat against the bed with his arms behind his head, he wasn't going to busy himself with thinking about smex.

And he definitely wasn't going to waste his brain cells to think about why yanlye followed every of Hanze's whims and orders... Like a lovestruck fool or something.

Nor was he going to think it hurts him when both his supposed lovers do not act like what they were supposed to... Gah!-fine!.

He was instead, going to think about his self established kingdom....

His island his friends were banned from entering....

And to think they couldn't even file a police report.

Plus, the documents and deeds of ownership of the island was missing.... Now that was something to think about.

No one knew, he planted a dimensional ring in the very middle of the Island he put in the middle of the ocean....

That made it so that, the island was big enough to house more than a country worth's of people.... So that it seemed small on the outside but was actually a mini cultivator's Haven on the inside.