Spring is the Plan of Life

Chapter 49 - (M) Trip to Lijiang (Extra 3, Part 1)

(M) Chapter 49 – Trip to Lijiang (Extra 3, Part 1)

Novel Title: 一生之计在于春 (Spring is the Plan of Life)

Author：御小凡 (Yu Xiaofan)

Translator: K (@kin0monogatari)

Protagonists: 姚锦夕 (Yao Jinxi -MC), 吴洋 (Wu Yang -ML)

*Please read at knoxt.space, the original site of translation. TQ*

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The event happened somewhat suddenly. But not entirely so. When they talked about it, they found it strange how they could forget about it for so long.

Of course, there was a reason the plan was put on hold.

After living together for several years, Yao Jinxi found it difficult to get Wu Yang to truly do nothing, because he could always find things to do. He could also find ways to accomplish them.

What does it mean not to lead a busy life? This is it. Even if you are an elite, you are still leading a busy life.

Yao Jinxi took a sip of fragrant tea and glanced at Wu Yang, who was on the phone. “Alright, got it. No problem. The packaging will be high-grade sandalwood.”

Yao Jinxi’s attention lazily returned to the TV series Guan Xiaosheng. He switched to a different movie channel, which was airing a frequently shown American action film.

— I’m so bored.

Yao Jinxi slumped bonelessly to the side. His gaze was vacant as he rested his head on Wu Yang’s shoulder.

Wu Yang switched the phone to his other hand. His now free hand naturally embraced Yao Jinxi in his arm. “About that… I had wanted to get involved in it a few years ago. But there were some issues with my health. What’s up? Is there a new project now? I’m surprised you even remembered me.”

How they transitioned from discussing tea trading to projects was beyond them. Yao Jinxi stared at the television, finding it less and less interesting. He couldn’t summon any enthusiasm and slowly slid down. He finally opted to lie on Wu Yang’s laps as he let out a long sigh.

Wu Yang stroked his head. He absentmindedly ran his fingers through his hair as if Yao Jinxi were a cat perched on his knee, in need of some gentle petting.

With half-lowered eyelids, Yao Jinxi subtly displayed his disapproval by moving his head slightly. However, the fingers did not withdraw. Instead, they moved downward, tracing the contours of Yao Jinxi’s ears and neck. The fingertips left a hint of implication as they glided through the parts, creating a light and teasing sensation in the drowsy afternoon. It stirred up a subtle restlessness.

Yao Jinxi turned around, locking eyes with Wu Yang, who was looking down at him. Some unspoken understanding gathered in their chests. Yao Jinxi lifted himself up, planting a deliberate kiss on Wu Yang’s chin, purposely making a kissing sound.

“Nothing much. Let’s leave it at that. I have something to attend to right now. I’ll get in touch later,” Wu Yang calmly hung up the phone and tossed it casually on the sofa. He turned to look at Yao Jinxi with a playful smile. “Are you upset?”

“Um,” Yao Jinxi touched Wu Yang’s face, adopting a critical expression. “You didn’t shave this morning?”

Wu Yang leaned in and planted a kiss on his lips. His hand was wrapped around Yao Jinxi’s waist. He emitted a muffled hum, but persisted in asking, “Are you really not happy?”

As if yawning, Yao Jinxi opened his mouth, deepening the kiss between them. Yao Jinxi felt his mind becoming even hazier. “I’m just bored.”

This sentence could only be spoken intermittently. This was because the kiss was too deep and lingering. The other party’s tongue and his were entangled with each other. Every time the tongue explored on the roof of his mouth, an itchy numbness spread to the top of Yao Jinxi’s head.

“Hmm?” Wu Yang’s words were swallowed by the two people’s mouths indistinctly. The palm of his hand that was pressed against Yao Jinxi’s waist went down along the protruding tailbone. He slipped his hand in by pulling the elastic belt of Yao Jinxi’s sweatpants: “Then let’s do something else.”

Through the thin underwear, Wu Yang restlessly pressed his fingers into the crack of Yao Jinxi’s ass. While kissing him, Yao Jinxi held onto Wu Yang’s neck and shoulders with his hands. He supported his body and put his feet up on the sofa in a half-kneel position. This position left a gap for him to move.

The fingertips of Wu Yang’s two fingers gradually put pressure on the asshole, rubbing it in circles forcefully but slowly. Although he could not touch it directly, the slight trembling of the ass under his hand made Wu Yang fully able to imagine that there was an uncontrollable erection at the front.

However, because of the fabric standing in the way, the force could never really reach it. This made it felt like something was amiss.

Yao Jinxi bit Wu Yang’s lower lip with dissatisfaction. Wu Yang chuckled and pushed his fingers further down. The thin skin on a man’s perineum is always very sensitive. Within only two presses, Yao Jinxi was erected beyond comprehension: “Can you be quicker?”

“Can you help out, then?” Wu Yang licked the corners of Yao Jinxi’s lips, earning a helpless look from the other party. Yao Jinxi let go of Wu Yang’s shoulders and reached down with his hands. He skillfully undid the belt and zipper with one hand and pulled down Wu Yang’s underwear. His hot dick was out and Yao Jinxi’s hands were instantly covered with a lot of sticky liquid.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room. Yao Jinxi’s fingers were slightly cold. When he held Wu Yang’s dick, he paused for two seconds as if he had burned his skin. He didn’t know whether this contrast stimulated the blood circulation or whether his skin was simply infected by the heat. His whole hand felt warm soon after.

He fapped Wu Yang’s dick up and down with his hands, from head of the dick all the way to the root with just the right amount of force. But after a few times, he lost patience and speeded up as if wanting to urge him.

Wu Yang, whose eyes were half-closed while being served, said in a hoarse voice: “I’ll grab some lubricant.”

That thing was in the drawer of the coffee table in the bedroom and also the living room. Xia Ruonan’s baby daughter had caught it in her hands several times. Yao Jinxi was so frightened that he snatched it from the little girl’s hands and threw it into the trash can.

He also had reminded Wu Yang not to put these things in the living room. But Wu Yang couldn’t bear it and said that it was convenient that way. If you are an old married couple, you can do it wherever you want. When you get in the mood, do you still have time to look for that little tube somewhere else?

Wu Yang was still upholding the look of a gentleman when he said this.

Yao Jinxi’s comment on this was that; you are indeed a beast in disguise.

But at this moment, Yao Jinxi still had to agree that Wu Yang was very foresightful. He watched him pour the transparent lubricant on his hand and spread it evenly with his fingers together. He used his body temperature to make the lubricant melt, so as not to make Yao Jinxi uncomfortable.

On this point, Wu Yang has always been very careful.

Yao Jinxi helped him by taking off his own pants completely and spreading his legs for him. He knelt astride Wu Yang. He felt Wu Yang’s two slender fingers inserted together into his asshole before smearing the lubricant on the outside first. Every wrinkle of his asshole was taken care of considerately. He took a deep breath and relaxed his muscles, allowing the fingers to easily go in to pleasure himself further.

His body seemed to be running on a high fever as he squirmed nervously. The movement of the fingers squeezing in to intrude his interior without rhythm seemed unbearable. Wu Yang’s fingers massaged the surrounding area flatteringly. From time to time, he spread his fingers apart. His short nails gently scratched the sensitive mucous membranes. Yao Jinxi felt as if ants were nibbling delicately at his skin, making his blood boil. His whole body went limp.

He raised his neck with shallow breathing. Wu Yang looked at Yao Jinxi’s delicate Adam’s apple exposed in front of him and couldn’t help but to suck it, leaving kiss marks one after another on Yao Jinxi’s neck. His tongue felt the pulsation of Yao Jinxi’s blood vessels. But he did not rush in until the force that wrapped around his fingers was loosening. After it was loosened, he pushed his fingers in deeper until he reached the prostate and pressed on it. He kept pressing at the same place and applied pressure in circles repeatedly.

Yao Jinxi held onto him with a stronger force. His breaths mixed with one or two moans. His dick was sandwiched in front of the two of them. The two dicks rubbed against each other aimlessly. The force would always go to the wrong place and he would not be satisfied. Anxiety fueled desire. He stretched out his hand and held two dicks together as he shivered. However, he couldn’t grasp them both with one hand. So he could only rub them as if he had no strength left in him.

The clear liquids mixed together. They wetted the hem of their clothes and their pubic hair indistinguishably. Yao Jinxi gradually let go of Wu Yang’s dick and only focused on fapping himself. He rubbed his thumb back and forth along the meridians. His sac twitched faintly and the urge to ejaculate became harder to bear with every second.

Wu Yang shushed him as if he was coaxing a child. He squeezed in his third finger and suddenly started thrusting them back and forth as he chuckled softly: “Don’t rush this.”

This time, the force entry hurt. But the pain was filled with the pleasure that he was used to. Yao Jinxi’s waist was completely weak and he really felt like he wanted to bite Wu Yang again. From the first time to this moment, this person likes to show off his patience when making love, which really makes him unwilling to cooperate.

He had no choice but to find Wu Yang’s lips and kiss them fiercely to avoid hearing any more irritating words from him.

Wu Yang withdrew his hands and held Yao Jinxi’s hips with his wet hands. He pulled them to the side, exposing the small hole in the middle to the air: “Help me put it in, hmm?”

Yao Jinxi felt incredibly empty inside once Wu Yang’s fingers were withdrawn. He didn’t care whether Wu Yang was wearing a condom or not. Yao Jinxi put his forehead on Wu Yang’s shoulder and held the root of Wu Yang’s dick in place with his hands, guiding it to his asshole and he slowly sat down on it.

The hard head of the dick congested its way in and made it very difficult for the ready asshole to swallow it completely. Yao Jinxi pressed Wu Yang’s shoulder with his other hand as he propped himself up slightly. He closed his eyes and frowned subconsciously. Based on experience, it would be even more uncomfortable to stop this process completely. Wu Yang kissed Yao Jinxi’s furrowed eyebrows softly in a comforting manner. But his lower body firmly and slowly pushed in. He only stopped when he was completely swallowed by the asshole.

Yao Jinxi had time to take a deep breath. During the penetration process, the head of the dick with a certain curvature pressed against his mucous membrane. It pushed all the way in, making him almost scream in the process. As it passed by the prostate, the indescribable and intensely throbbing sensation reached its utmost limit.

In order to let the thing go in smoothly, Yao Jinxi straightened his waist unconsciously, which meant that his chest was openly presented in front of Wu Yang. Wu Yang moved forward obediently and took the soft nippple into his mouth through Yao Jinxi’s T-shirt. While sucking on it, the tip of his tongue poked back and forth. The rough fabric increased the friction and crushed the nipple, making the nipple hard and red. Yao Jinxi quickly felt the hand holding Wu Yang’s shoulder tightened and the asshole below also tightened around Wu Yang’s dick.

Wu Yang withdrew slightly and watched as his saliva wet the white fabric, making it translucent and sticking tightly to the flesh. It wrapped up the small bulge of the nipple. He felt very satisfied with his masterpiece so he raised his eyebrows and smiled. He however still spoke like a gentleman: “Move by yourself.”

This is not to tease Yao Jinxi. But controlling the speed allowed the fragile intestines to adapt to the most comfortable pace.

Wu Yang would never make his lover uncomfortable during sex. So he could temporarily ignore his own desires.

Yao Jinxi nodded with difficulty. Water was flowing from him like incontinence. His legs were trembling as he tried to lift his body. The dick in his intestines scraped away from the mucous membrane, exuding a sore and numb heat that spread all the way to his scrotum and tail vertebrae. It thereby controlled his whole body.

Until only the head of the dick was left inside, Yao Jinxi slowly sat back down. He sat down to the bottom as if he couldn’t support himself anymore. The thin flesh of his ass touched the other person’s thick pubic hair. They rubbed around his asshole and he felt another wave of shameful pleasure. He finally couldn’t help but moan again.

Yao Jinxi rarely moaned in bed. Every time he did was only because he couldn’t stand it anymore and it overflowed out of his throat. Wu Yang liked his uncontrollable moaning like this the most. His unintentional lustfulness was enough to make him fall headlong into desire.

Staring patiently at Yao Jinxi as he was moving slowly for a while, Wu Yang understood that the time was up. When Yao Jinxi’s pressed down, he thrust his dick up himself.

The sudden thrust broke Yao Jinxi’s unhurried pace. But he did not stop it. Instead, he coordinated with the up and down rhythm, swaying with each stronger thrust. He lowered his head and held on to Wu Yang’s neck, kissing him everywhere. He tasted the salty taste of the man’s sweat in his mouth, which was so arousing that he sat down harder on the dick, almost sitting directly on Wu Yang’s lap. This thrust was too deep that he almost thought it was going to reach his stomach.

“I… I can’t take it anymore, ah!” Yao Jinxi shouted almost tactfully. His long and drawn-out tone sounded like an aphrodisiac. Wu Yang held on to Yao Jinxi’s waist and hips and turned to lay him down on the sofa. During these movements, his dick was bumped around in the intestines without direction. Yao Jinxi bit his lower lip until it turned red as he let out a cry-like groan.

Wu Yang leaned forward and slowed down his pace. He watched Yao Jinxi staring at the ceiling with a confused look on his face, sinking in lust for himself. He looked really pitiful and adorable.

He gave Yao Jinxi a forceful thrust and shook him out of his hazy state. However, his awakening did not last long and he fell into deeper confusion due to the continuous violent thrusting.

Yao Jinxi no longer had the energy to restrain his voice. His lustful screams echoed throughout the living room. His hands grabbed the rough surface of the fabric sofa behind his head and clasped on it, trying to steady himself. It only had little effect. His asshole was sore. The small hole at the head of his own dick opened and closed. All the desire in his body was concentrated there but he couldn’t vent it out. It forced the corners of his eyes to turn red and he was about to cry with shame.

As if he had received his silent request, Wu Yang devoted himself to taking care of Yao Jinxi’s trembling hard dick. He fucked him while quickly fapping him in accordance with the frequency of his thrust. Yao Jinxi seemed to have an electric current running through his body and he shook his head randomly. One of his legs was hanging under the sofa while the other was hanging high on the back of the sofa. The posture of his legs spread wide was so lewd. It’s a posture of complete surrender, ready for someone to fuck him at will.

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*Translator’s Note: The hot session will continue in the next chapter… -K

*GLOSSARY: 

• Guan Xiaosheng is a TV series with its English name; ‘The Confidence’ aired in 2020. It’s a crime drama.

Next update: 2023.11.29

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