Meng Yao didn't waste any time, he pulled off his bloody, sweaty shirt and dropping it onto the floor. Without care. Very unlike Meng Yao, who would fold up even his tie. Right now, none of that sort of thing mattered or even occurred to him. He dropped his trousers and boxers, kicking them off. Leaning against the wall, he removed his socks, looking at Xue Yang with a deep sort of wanting.

He was so beautiful. He hadn't noticed it before but now, it was all he could see. Big, strong, handsome gege. No, not gege, he was daddy. Daddy and xiao Yao. He shuddered visibly, his dick hardening.

"Ready."