TYRPSM Chapter27

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He checked the time as he picked up the phone and realized it was one in the morning where Shu An was.

Nie Yunshen rolled over as he put the call on speaker and then comfortably tucked a pillow under his elbow before asking the person on the other end, “It’s past one over there, isn’t it? What are you doing still awake?”

“I just got back to the hotel—I’m currently…”

“Taking off your clothes.” Nie Yunshen smoothly finished the sentence. The voice on the other end paused; Shu An didn’t speak, but Nie Yunshen knew he was smiling.

The corners of his lips would be curved in a gentle arc while undoing the buttons of his shirt collar with his slender fingers. Once unfastened one by one, they would reveal his collarbones and chest. His well-proportioned, full pectoral muscles were a light honey color, and once fully exposed, they led down to the clearly defined six-pack abs below, with v-lines tapering into a firm, powerful waist…

Nie Yunshen swallowed hard, his voice turning inexplicably low and raspy.

He asked, “How far… have you undressed?”

“I just finished unbuttoning the shirt… may I pull it out from my waistband?” Shu An’s voice was gentle and slow, almost what one could call polite, seeking his permission with a voice that was incredibly sexy from thousands of miles away. Nie Yunshen struggled immensely to suppress the sudden surge of arousal while lying face down on the bed. Gritting his teeth, he bared his teeth fiercely at the phone. “You. May. Not.”

Shu An gave another soft laugh as he sank into the sofa. Nie Yunshen could hear every subtle sound from the other end, along with a lazy, slightly weary sigh. Shu An wedged the phone between his cheek and shoulder before shifting into a more comfortable reclining position. He spoke into the receiver: “I miss you so much… I want to fall asleep listening to your voice, but you won’t even let me take off my clothes…”

That voice sounded half-seriously, half-playfully aggrieved. Nie Yunshen let out a huff and was just about to say something when Shu An’s tender, lingering voice, wrapped around utterly explicit content, hit him head-on.

“…Since that’s the case, I’ll just have to jerk off while listening to your breathing…”

Wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-what???

Nie Yunshen was stunned for a moment, then suddenly, his emotions exploded across his face. He didn’t know whether his blood should rush south or to his cheeks. He even started to stutter, unable to believe what the seemingly elegant and noble Boss Shu was doing on the other end of the line!

“You, you… seriously… ah?!”

There was a subtle sound of leather pulling away, accompanied by the more distinct friction of fabric. Shu An’s tone turned into a soft, breathy whisper; his laughter was like a soul-stealing blade, striking Nie Yunshen with a fatal blow across time zones and space.

“Baby, can you feel it? Do you like it?”

Nie Yunshen’s mouth twitched uncontrollably. Only God knew why one of his hands had unconsciously crept toward his lower body, it was as if a ghost were pulling at his arm. As he gripped himself, he let out a dizzy, muddled groan, unable to handle what he was actually doing at this moment. He responded fiercely, “I feel it… Laozi is hard as hell—so what?”

“Then, do you want to kiss me?” Shu An’s voice carried a rasp, even laced with a faint, indistinct pant.