Deep Development 1×3 (H)

Chapter 13

On Saturday morning, Wang Zihe slowly woke up and felt something hot and hard pressing between his thighs. He couldn’t help but resist moving forward.

When he opened his eyes completely, he saw Mo Yi next to him, propping himself up on his arms and looking at him.

The two of them locked eyes.

“You’re awake.” Mo Yi left a kiss on his forehead.

“You’re hard.” Wang Zihe pulled back the thin blanket covering them and saw that he was lying naked on Mo Yi’s body, with Mo Yi’s hard thing pressing against his thighs.

“It’s a normal physiological phenomenon, don’t worry about it.” Mo Yi turned over and let Wang Zihe lie on the bed. He stroked his face while whispering in his ear.

At this point, the two were very close. Mo Yi could even count the number of eyelashes on Wang Zihe’s eyes. He looked at his bright peach blossom eyes and said softly, “I apologize on behalf of my brother. I’m sorry.”

After speaking, he kissed the eyelashes that were trembling as if blown by the spring breeze.

“…” Wang Zihe looked at Mo Yi’s gentle eyes and felt that he had changed completely from his usual serious demeanor.

“Strange, I don’t know why, but I just can’t say the words “I forgive you”….” His fingers ran through Mo Yi’s hair, feeling its excellent texture, and he frowned as he spoke.

“The resentment and dissatisfaction in one’s heart cannot be dispelled by a simple ‘I’m sorry’ from someone else. You don’t have to feel strange about it.” Hearing Wang Zihe’s low tone, Mo Yi gently kissed his cheek once again.

His words were like flower petals blown by the wind, falling onto the calm surface of a lake and causing a thin layer of ripples. Suddenly, Wang Zihe buried his head in Mo Yi’s well-defined chest and tightly hugged his shoulders and waist, as if he wanted to melt into his body.

They held onto each other tightly, Mo Yi stroked his soft black hair and gently kissed his ear and head.

The two of them held each other like this, and they didn’t know how long had passed before Wang Zihe lifted his head from Mo Yi’s chest. His eyes were red and his cheeks had traces of tears, as if raindrops had wet the flower petals. These silent tears were like needles pricking Mo Yi’s heart and his trembled as he gently wiped away the tears, being quite careful as if he was afraid of damaging a treasure.

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Mo Jian sat on a chair and looked at the knife and fork in the food tray with a frown. Although the huge dining table was filled with food, there was only him who was enjoying it.

He had not seen his brother Mo Yi, for the past few days. The whole house only had the butler and a few servants, and the huge villa seemed very quiet.

Since he returned to the villa two days ago, he hasn’t gone out at all. Many people invited him to go out but he refused all of them. He didn’t know why, but even though he was still energetic, he felt very tired in his heart and had completely lost the desire to go out and have fun.

During these two days, he either exercised crazily in the gym or swam in the outside pool, his life had become very dull.

After having breakfast, Mo Jian looked at the scorching summer sun outside the window, and at this moment, he didn’t even have the desire to go swimming… With nothing to do, he went to the living room and played games on the huge screen.

Time flew by quickly while he was playing, and soon it was time for lunch.

Just as he returned to the dining room to have a sumptuous lunch, there was a sudden sound of a car engine from outside the window. He put down his fork and guessed that it was his brother Mo Yi who had returned.

Sure enough, he soon heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor. However, it sounded like there were two people… When he took a sip of water and looked up, he was surprised by what he saw.

He saw his brother Mo Yi holding Wang Zihe’s hand, walking towards him at a leisurely pace.

Seeing the two standing closely together, Mo Jian quickly stood up, and the chair behind him made a harsh screech as it scraped against the floor. Then he quickly spoke, as if trying to cover up his nervousness: “Brother, have you eaten? Who is this?”

“Oh, let me introduce, this is my younger brother Mo Jian.” Mo Yi smiled slightly at his younger brother who was in a flustered state.

“As you can see, this is my ‘friend’ Wang Zihe.” Then he turned his head and looked at Wang Zihe with a smile, emphasizing the word “friend” and the hand-holding between them implied the meaning.

“Hello, I’m Mo Jian.” At this point, Mo Jian forced himself to calm down quickly. He pulled out the chair behind him, walked to Wang Zihe and extended his hand, showing great politeness.

“Of course I know you’re called Mo Jian, Mr. Little Wolf.” Wang Zihe didn’t shake the hand Mo Jian extended, but had a smile on his face. Though it was a smiling expression, it was hard to guess any emotion behind it.

On hearing what he said, Mo Jian suddenly got cold hands and feet.

He looked at the two smiling faces and suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to his brain, bringing an indescribable feeling of suffocation… He smiled stiffly, and awkwardly withdrew his outstretched hand.

“Let’s go, it’s been a long time since we’ve had some ‘exercise’, let’s ‘workout’.” Wang Zihe turned his head and said to Mo Yi.

“Let’s go.” After that, Mo Yi took Wang Zihe to the fourth floor.

“…”

Mo Jian looked at the table full of food and suddenly lost his appetite. He closed his eyes and let out a deep breath. His slightly green amber eyes that looked in the direction the two had left gradually became gloomy.

He removed his T-shirt and threw it on the chair, walking out of the living room and going to the outdoor swimming pool.

He looked at the transparent blue pool in front of him, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then dived into the water, causing huge splashes on the surface.

Meanwhile, Wang Zihe and Mo Yi arrived at the indoor tennis court after changing their clothes in the locker room.

“Can you play?” Wang Zihe took out a racket from the cabinet where there were a dozen or so rackets.

“Of course.” Mo Yi also randomly picked one from inside.

In the huge indoor tennis court, Wang Zihe and Mo Yi stood facing each other from a distance. Wang Zihe served first, holding a racket in his right hand and a tennis ball in his left hand. When he threw the ball to the highest point with his left hand, he quickly jumped up by bending his knees.

There was a “clang” sound as the tennis ball spun at an invisible speed and flew towards Mo Yi’s face.

Mo Yi watched the ball coming towards him at high speed and could only rely on instinct to reflexively turn his head and narrowly dodge it. Although he barely avoided it, he still felt the sound of the ball colliding with the air and his hair.

However, he was not angry, but turned and walked to the side of the court, picking up a ball from the frame.

This time, Mo Yi served the ball. He jumped and swung his racquet, and the tennis ball flew over the net and landed in the area where Wang Zihe was standing.

Wang Zihe had already prepared his posture as he watched the ball fly towards him. He crouched down, lowered his center of gravity and quickly ran to the net and smashed the ball before it hit the ground.

Mo Yi didn’t have time to hit the ball back and could only watch it fly over the net and bounce on the ground, rolling for a while before stopping.

“Play seriously,” Wang Zihe said, standing in front of the net and frowning at Mo Yi.

“……”

‘Am I not already serious enough?’ Mo Yi stared at his racquet and then turned it in his hand.

Next, it was Wang Zihe’s serve. This time, he didn’t hit the ball towards Mo Yi’s face but aimed for the right corner. Although Mo Yi hit the ball, Wang Zihe quickly returned the ball with a clean and swift motion. The ball landed in the opposite corner, forcing Mo Yi to quickly run over to hit it back.

The two of them played back and forth for almost an hour, with Wang Zihe essentially dominating Mo Yi.

Mo Yi put down his racquet and sat in a chair drinking water. His tennis shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and his slightly curly brown hair was sticking to his forehead, indicating that the intense workout had drained his energy.

“Ah! That was awesome!” Meanwhile, Wang Zihe sat next to him, drinking water and wiping the sweat from his forehead with the hem of his shirt, as if nothing had happened.

The exposed and toned white abdomen, made the originally thirsty Mo Yi even more parched as he gasped for air while lying in the chair.

“Can we continue?” Wang Zihe asked Mo Yi, who was panting on the chair.

At this moment, his eyes were particularly bright, as if he wanted to continue playing with him.

“No, I’m tired,” Mo Yi shook his head. He underestimated Wang Zihe’s physical strength and tennis skills and didn’t expect him to play so well. In the past hour, Mo Yi, who thought he had decent tennis skills, was completely helpless against him. It made him lose all desire to continue playing with Wang Zihe.

“Okay.” Wang Zihe nodded with some disappointment, and then he started playing with the ball against the wall by himself.

It was an hour later when he returned the racket to the shelf. Mo Yi looked at Wang Zihe, who was still full of energy, and suddenly realized that he had such good physical strength.

**”Ejaculation and physical strength have nothing to do with each other. Different people have different constitutions. So Mo Yi was wrong to attribute Wang Zihe’s physical weakness to kidney deficiency. There was no connection between the two.***

“Want to take a shower?” Wang Zihe pulled off his sportswear, which was already completely wet with sweat and stuck to his skin, and asked Mo Yi, who was still sitting in the chair.

“Sure, follow me.”

Mo Yi stood up and led him to the bathroom on the fourth floor.

The bathroom was very large. In addition to the large bathtub, there was also a very deep pool-like bath in the distance.

Looking at the white gauze curtains swaying in the wind and the scenery seen through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, Wang Zihe once again felt how rich people knew how to enjoy life.

After washing off the sweat on their bodies, the two of them lay in the huge bath. The round bath was made of light golden mosaic tiles, and the soft color matched the light blue water in the pool, making it particularly harmonious and elegant.

Seeing Wang Zihe looking very relaxed and comfortable with his eyes closed, Mo Yi’s heart also relaxed.

Wang Zihe’s shoulders and below were all soaked in water, and the gentle and moderate water removed the fatigue from the intense exercise just now. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes to look at his hands floating on the water. At this time, the marks on his wrist had already recovered somewhat, but the marks were still visible.

In fact, when Mo Yi said he would “repay” him that day, they didn’t really do anything. The two of them just hugged each other and slept after taking a shower that night, and when they woke up, they returned to the villa.

Just as Wang Zihe was staring at his own hands in a daze, Mo Yi pulled him into his arms and hugged his waist, leaning his chin on Wang Zihe’s shoulder. His hot breath, mixed with the faint scent of pomegranate flowers sprayed on his ears and neck, making Wang Zihe feel a little itchy.

He also rested his head on Mo Yi’s shoulder, breathing in the air with the faint scent from Mo Yi’s body. He unconsciously closed his eyes, and at the same time, his body completely relaxed. He left his entire weight on Mo Yi’s body, and at this moment, his brain and heart seemed to have completely relaxed and calmed down.

They were completely naked as they embraced, and the two of them were tightly intertwined. The warmth of their bodies seemed to be conveyed through their skin to the bottom of their hearts. It felt like they could even hear the sound of each other’s blood flowing through their veins.

The gentle breeze of summer lightly blew, and the slightly swaying white curtains and the distant chirping of cicadas formed a peaceful and serene summer scene. All of this allowed Wang Zihe’s brain and soul to completely let go, giving him an unparalleled sense of comfort and peace.