AM Chapter 54

It’s been almost two months since I moved into the Villa, and every weekend Chen Mo would take half a day to do a major cleaning of the house.

Just two Sundays ago, Chen Mo discovered an unopened express delivery box in the corner of the shoe cabinet, hidden by the door.

He put down the feather duster, picked up the express delivery box, and glanced at the waybill. It had Liang Jingren’s name and the last few digits of his phone number on it, and the box had a sticker that said “Confidential Delivery.”

Chen Mo was really curious, and carefully shook the box while secretly turning his head to glance at the living room sofa.

Liang Jingren seemed to be engrossed in a variety show playing on TV.

The box didn’t make a sound when shaken, probably because the gaps were filled with shock-absorbing materials like foam paper.

In other words, it might be a valuable item.

His eyes scanned the words “Confidential Delivery” again, and Chen Mo couldn’t suppress his curiosity. He swallowed and thought to himself: Would Ren-ge be angry if I opened it without permission? I wonder what’s inside…

After hesitating for a few seconds, Chen Mo hugged the express delivery box and turned around to shout in the direction of the living room: “Ren-ge, you have a package that fell into the crack, I picked it up for you!”

“Oh, okay, thanks!” Liang Jingren was still sitting on the sofa, but he seemed to look over here when he responded.

At this time, Chen Mo had already used a key to cut open the seal.

While taking out the shock-absorbing air bubble bags from the box, he said, “This package is so strange, let me check if there’s anything bad inside…”

“What’s so strange?” Liang Jingren stood up from the sofa and started to walk over.

“It’s just…” Chen Mo opened the packaging box with the product image printed on it and took out the stick-shaped object inside.

Sensing a piercing chill approaching from behind, Chen Mo suddenly turned around, the express delivery box in his left hand fell to the ground, and the □□ in his right hand was held like a defensive sword.

Liang Jingren stood behind him, arms crossed, and asked, “Why are you opening my packages without permission?”

Chen Mo held the end of the purple “sword” with both hands, lowered his chin slightly, and blinked his innocent-looking eyes, saying, “I reported it to you, it doesn’t count as opening it without permission…”

“…”

Liang Jingren looked at the thing in his hand, then at the expression on his face, loosened his arms, sighed, and then stretched out one hand, palm open, and said, “Okay, give it back to me.”

Chen Mo opened his mouth, clenched the “sword hilt,” and asked, “Did you really buy it, Ren-ge? When did you buy it? Why did you buy this? Isn’t having me enough? What am I not doing well enough, you can tell me directly…”

Liang Jingren didn’t answer any of Chen Mo’s questions. He sighed again, scratching the back of his head, and muttered to himself, “Now that it’s been opened, I can’t return it…” Then he reached out to take the thing from Chen Mo’s hand.

Chen Mo was dissatisfied that he ignored his questions. He dodged Liang Jingren’s hand that wanted to snatch back what belonged to him, and then suddenly stabbed the purple broadsword into Liang Jingren’s chest, where he was wearing a plain casual T-shirt.

“Please answer my question directly, Mr. Liang Jingren!” His words were polite with a hint of anger, while his actions were purely rude.

“Do you have to be like this, Chen Mo?” Liang Jingren lowered his head and looked at the purple thing that was hitting him, then raised his eyes and stared at the person holding the purple thing, “I’m not even angry yet, and you’re shouting here…”

“What’s there for Ren-ge to be angry about…” Chen Mo bit his lip, looking aggrieved, “I should be angry, my lover secretly buying □□ behind my back, and not explaining anything when discovered…”

“…”

Liang Jingren took a deep breath, grabbed the head of the mas‖sage‖ stick that was pressed against his chest, and said, “Chen Mo, I can explain.”

But Chen Mo seemed to think that he was in the right because he had softened, and without waiting for him to explain, he started to output in a spoiled manner: “Explain it! What do I lack compared to this plastic stick?! Why do you still need to use a mas‖sage‖ stick when you already have me! This broken thing doesn’t even have any texture! And it’s cold! It’s definitely not as comfortable as the feeling I bring you!”

“…”

His words convinced Liang Jingren, who was too lazy to argue. But his tone made Liang Jingren very unhappy.

Seeing Liang Jingren staring at him with a slight frown without saying a word, Chen Mo suddenly felt a burst of panic and unease. This unease, coupled with the unease and anxiety accumulated over the past period, was vented at this moment:

“Do you think I’m dirty?!”

Liang Jingren was stunned. He couldn’t understand what Chen Mo was thinking.

Chen Mo looked at the person in front of him who opened his mouth slightly but didn’t say a word, and his eyes gradually turned moist and red. “You just think I’m dirty, boo hoo…”

Chen Mo didn’t want the purple thing that had just been taken out of the packaging box, which was cleaner than him. He wanted to let go and throw it away, but when he let go, the thing didn’t come off Liang Jingren—

At this time, Liang Jingren was still tightly holding its head.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mo’s tears fell “swish” down, “Boo hoo hoo hoo… You want it and not me, boo hoo hoo…”

“Tsk.”

Liang Jingren threw the item that could no longer be returned into the express delivery box with a loud “bang,” then reached forward and pulled Chen Mo’s clothes to his chest, bringing a crying face to his face at the same time—

“Stop crying, I don’t want it, I want you, okay!”

“That thing was bought a long time ago, before I slept with you! I just stuffed it into the shoe cabinet when I picked up the package, but I didn’t expect it to fall down. I wanted to return it later but couldn’t find it, so I forgot about it, and you dug it out!”

“You know I have a bad memory. If I had a good memory, I wouldn’t have to bother Shen Qing, who is good at finance, to be my secretary!”

“Also, if I dislike someone, I won’t even look at him. If he runs up to my face, it’s just asking for a beating! Damn! If I think you’re dirty, would you have the chance to get on my bed and use your donkey※ dick※ to fuck※ me?!”

“Use your stupid brain to think, Chen Mo, don’t embarrass college students,Hold※ your niang de!”

Liang Jingren became more and more foul-mouthed as he became more emotional.

Chen Mo had already stopped crying when he explained the first sentence. He held his breath and was terrified throughout the rest of it—

He felt that Liang Jingren’s face was too close, and he was afraid that the other party would get angry and hit him on the head, causing both of them to be injured.

Fortunately, Liang Jingren ended this scolding explanation and insult to his clever brain very quickly.

After Liang Jingren let go of his clothes, Chen Mo, who had been brewing for a long time, seized the initiative and reversed the situation with lightning speed—

He quickly cupped Liang Jingren’s face with both hands, pressed down on his red ears, and kissed him forcefully on tiptoe.

He bit Liang Jingren’s lips, licked his mouth hard, and then pushed and bumped forward recklessly until Liang Jingren lost his balance and fell to the ground with him in his arms.

He had just cleaned the floor of the entrance hall, Chen Mo thought, he could do it with Liang Jingren here.

Afterwards, Liang Jingren picked up the clothes on the ground with his back supported and walked to the living room naked.

He took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the coffee table and lit it, then picked up a piece of candy from the fruit plate and threw it to the young man who was lying in the entrance hall, breathing and resting, equally naked.

Chen Mo turned over and picked up the candy on the ground, and then glanced at the confidential delivery box that had just been squeezed to the side. Then he propped up his upper body and looked up at Liang Jingren, and asked, “Ren-ge, what should I do with the new mas‖sage‖ stick you bought…”

He hesitated, wriggled, and stammered, “Um… if you want to use it… it’s not like I’m against it…”

Liang Jingren walked over generously, squatted in front of him while smoking a cigarette, and asked, “Do you want to use it?”

A drop of cold sweat ran down Chen Mo’s forehead. “Ren-ge, your words… have a bit of ambiguity…”

Liang Jingren took the cigarette away and flicked the ash. Chen Mo watched the cigarette ash fall on the floor, thinking: I have to clean it again…

Oh, no, they had just made it dirty, and it was all sweat and that, so it had to be cleaned again.

“Chen Mo.” Liang Jingren called his name.

Chen Mo came back to his senses and raised his eyes, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Liang Jingren in front of him was squinting at him dangerously, smiling: “Don’t hide bad intentions, be careful I use it on you.”

Chen Mo covered his butt.