When Xue Yang brought the guy home, it was only an hour or two later. He hadn't paid attention to the time. He hadn't gone to any of his usual hangs and he definitely hadn't gone for his usual type either. The guy was balding, a bit overweight, at least twice his age, married - going by the ring on his finger - and so thrilled and confused by being picked up by someone like Xue Yang that he was trembling from excitement.

He was a sloppy kisser and he was already sweaty. Xue Yang felt a bit of disgust, but whatever. He pinned him against the door to the other room as soon as he had him in the bedroom. Then he squeezed his dick and bit down on his neck, making him moan obscenely loud. He wanted Meng Yao to hear, that was all his mind was focused on.