Chapter 113: Indulging in Lust in the Dressing Room / “Use It to Make Madam Not Hate Me.”
In the photos of past Emperors and Queens, the Emperor sat upright while the Queen stood beside them.
But Du Xun told someone to bring another chair.
“Between us, there is no high or low.” Du Xun whispered in Shen Zhuo’s ear, “Only top and bottom.”
Shen Zhuo’s ear tips turned red instantly.
The boy bit his lip and cursed, “Bastard.”
Feng Mu Ya looked at the photographer and suddenly called for a stop.
She walked up quickly, took a lipstick from her bag, hooked Shen Zhuo’s chin with a single finger, and swiped twice on his lips:
“It looks colorless in the photo. Press your lips together.”
Feng Mu Ya demonstrated the action, and Shen Zhuo obediently pressed his lips together twice.
Feng Mu Ya immediately went back to look at the camera and nodded with satisfaction: “Much better now.”
“Smile a little, Your Majesty, Your Highness?”
The photographer prepared to adjust the atmosphere.
But when the words “Your Majesty” and “Your Highness” were spoken.
A weird silence filled the air.
The smiles on both faces began to stiffen.
The photographer was very shrewd and immediately knew the source of the awkwardness, so he spoke up instantly:
“Commander, Mr. Shen, think about happy things from the past?”
The photographer sharply spotted the ring on Shen Zhuo’s hand and guided:
“For example, the ring on Mr. Shen’s hand. When you received it, when the Commander gave it, your moods…”
A smile from the heart, gentle and brilliant.
The boy wore a white fitted formal suit, his temperament tempered to be cold yet peaceful.
Red lips and white teeth, skin like snow.
Clear black eyes glistening like autumn waters.
The hem of the suit was embroidered with a lifelike Epiphyllum in rubies—the Sleepless Fire.
A gold cummerbund cinched the slender waist tight, and the lace of the inner silk shirt revealed at the collar was intricate and gorgeous.
In Du Xun’s eyes, the boy was like an angel, or perhaps a god who took pity on him.
The man’s sharp brows and eyes softened. When he looked at the camera, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.
Click—
“Great, great!” The photographer was very satisfied. Feng Mu Ya leaned over to look and raised her eyebrows to show it was acceptable.
After the photo was developed, a famous painter would create the artwork, selecting the one the Emperor was most satisfied with to hang in the center of the palace.
“Madam, let’s go take wedding photos?”
While changing clothes, Du Xun suddenly suggested.
They didn’t have much to do recently. Although there was no time for a wedding, there was time to take wedding photos—
And go on a real trip while they were at it.
“What style does Madam want to shoot?”
Although Du Xun had places he wanted to take Shen Zhuo for wedding photos before, now he wanted to respect Shen Zhuo’s opinion first.
The gem belt of the suit was complex and cold. The pads of the man’s fingers undid the belt at the side of the waist, his warm palm pressing against the skin through the silk shirt.
Shen Zhuo was undoing the tie around his neck and hadn’t reacted while thinking about Du Xun’s words.
By the time he realized it, that hand was already making trouble on his chest.
“Du Xun…!”
The boy flusteredly pressed down on the man’s hand through the shirt.
Even his neck turned red.
He lowered his voice, biting down hard on the two syllables.
Du Xun chuckled lightly, “Don’t want to hear this address.”
Shen Zhuo was choked with anger.
This bastard Alpha was like a completely different person after the proposal succeeded.
Before succeeding, he didn’t even dare touch him.
Now he dared to pin him down in the dressing room!
“Du Xun… there are people outside…”
Shen Zhuo was already blushing to his ears. He knew what Du Xun wanted to hear, but…
When not doing that kind of thing, he really couldn’t bring himself to say it.
Du Xun, however, knew very well how to handle the boy.
He specifically entered the same dressing room as Shen Zhuo for this purpose.
“I missed you, Wifey.”
The man’s voice was low and magnetic, messy with sex appeal.
That troublesome hand slowly reached downwards.
Teasing, provoking, playing hard to get.
On the skin as smooth as fine snow, a pink flush appeared due to sensitivity. The waist, which could be held directly by a large palm, trembled slightly.
Weak, cat-like cries came intermittently.
The elegant white swan raised its neck, and delicate petals slowly bloomed.
Fingertips stirred the spring water, the fragrance of flowers overflowing, the temperature rising.
“Call me once, and I’ll stop.”
The Alpha pressed against the Omega’s cheek. Even though they were back to front, the smile in the man’s eyes could be clearly felt.
“Wu… you’re annoying… ah…!” Before Shen Zhuo could finish, Du Xun frowned slightly upon hearing this.
“Annoying? Who does my Madam find annoying?”
Shen Zhuo naturally didn’t want to let this man get his way all the time, so he deliberately said: “Annoy… mn… annoying you…”
Du Xun bit onto that earlobe, red enough to drip blood.
Amidst the intimacy, lips and teeth opened and closed slightly.
Breathing out two words, affectionate and ambiguous:
“Liar.”
Shen Zhuo’s ears and neck were both sensitive zones. A current shot up his spine instantly, numbing half his body.
The quiet whimper was blocked in his throat as he bit his lip.
“If Wifey doesn’t say it, I won’t let go.”
The clearly gentle Du Xun was now being so wicked that Shen Zhuo wished he could bite him.
Finally, Shen Zhuo closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, releasing his lower lip which had been bitten to the point of showing tooth marks:
“Husband…”
The clothes on his body had been completely stripped off.
Du Xun leaned down, cupping the boy’s waist and abdomen, and placed a dense, tender kiss on the beautiful butterfly bone on his back.
“Then does Wifey hate me?”
The man just had to be petty and stick to this question.
Even though he had already called it, he still didn’t let go.
Instead… he went a step deeper.
Shen Zhuo didn’t have time to bite his lip before a crying gasp spilled from his lips.
His hands and feet were so sore and soft they had no strength.
“I… I called you… you went back on your word…”
But Du Xun nodded, looking very much like “Yeah, indeed, I am just this unreasonable.”
He turned the boy around, holding his legs, and set him on the glass counter.
Below were neat rows of jewelry.
The glass was blurred by a patch of water stains.
Slowly meandering downwards.
“Hiss, cold…”
The boy immediately wrapped his arms around the man’s neck.
His voice, just after crying, unconsciously carried a coquettish tone.
“I don’t want to sit here…”
Du Xun didn’t move. Instead, he lowered his head and bit the boy’s lip, “My hand is cushioning you, what are you cold for.”
“Getting more and more spoiled.”
The boy’s eyes were filled with watery light; hearing this, his eyes widened.
Immediately, Du Xun hissed.
He licked the corner of his lip that had been bitten open.
He saw the boy huff and turn his head away, starting to use Du Xun’s zodiac sign against him:
“Bad dog.”
Du Xun lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly. He lifted the person onto himself, two slender white legs wrapping around his waist, holding the boy’s bottom with one hand.
He squeezed, neither lightly nor heavily.
Only when he saw Shen Zhuo turn his head back to glare at him angrily did he laugh out loud:
“Madam isn’t spoiled at all. The spoiled one is a little snake who likes to act coquettish.”
Shen Zhuo’s zodiac sign was the Snake.
How could he not know Du Xun was teasing him again.
In the dressing room with just the two of them, he couldn’t make noise, which meant Du Xun also couldn’t.
Thinking of this, Shen Zhuo simply reached down.
Gripped, and tightened.
Du Xun, having his lifeline seized, didn’t dare act rashly now.
Looking at the boy’s triumphant appearance, his tone was aggrieved:
“Wifey still says he hates me. Why, do you like it very much?”
Shen Zhuo narrowed his eyes lazily, without hesitation:
“Like it more than I like y—wu!”
Before the words fell, Du Xun took the boy and landed on the sofa nearby.
The man held the boy’s ankle, pressing forward to cast a shadow over Shen Zhuo.
An expression somewhat angry, but looking into those gray-blue eyes, they seemed forever doting.
The Alpha’s tone rose at the end as he kissed the boy’s lips, conquering territory: “Then use it to make Madam not hate me anymore…”
After messing around for a long time, Feng Mu Ya thought the two had died in the dressing room.
Waiting left and right at the door to no avail, she picked a photo first and asked the photographer to give it to the painter.
Half an hour later, Feng Mu Ya thought of something, realized the truth, and jerked her head up.
“Indulging in lust in broad daylight, shameless!”
Feng Mu Ya realized that waiting this half hour was simply wasting her life.
Lifting her skirt, she left without looking back.
Before leaving, she ordered people not to enter or leave freely until Du Xun and Shen Zhuo came out.
So when the two changed into casual clothes, the main hall was long empty.
“Did we go a bit too far…?”
Shen Zhuo blinked rapidly, trying to deceive himself that nothing happened just now.
Du Xun didn’t think so: “This place is ours anyway.”
Shen Zhuo thought he had already accepted his Alpha’s shameless nature, but he didn’t expect this person to reach a new height of shamelessness.
Shen Zhuo cleared his throat: “For wedding photos, I want to go to the West District.”
The West District was not a prosperous place. On the contrary, compared to the East District where the Empire was located, it was a place lagging at least fifty years behind.
“I want to go inspect it. Sitting in this position, I must at least do what should be done.”
Du Xun rubbed his hair: “The West District is indeed on the list for key future development.”
“And…” Shen Zhuo showed the phone screen to Du Xun, “The scenery in the West District will look great in photos, right?”
Part of the West District used to be the Empire’s heavy industrial zone, and the polarization was very severe.
The former heavy industrial zone looked like ruins in a post-apocalyptic world.
The ground was dark and damp mud. Houses made of discarded shipping containers provided shelter for people. The lights were dim, filled with the smell of mold.
But in the desolate places, there was the most beautiful natural scenery in the entire empire—
Red rock formations, pink lakes, colorful rivers…
That being said, the two had shifted their focus to inspecting the West District.
Shooting would be done using the portable photography drone.
After telling Shen Xu Yin and Jiang Yue Ning, the two boarded a plane to the West District.
Going to the West District this time, both wore the most ordinary clothes, and their identities shifted from Emperor and Queen to wealthy heirs.
But upon stepping onto the designated location, Shen Zhuo was still somewhat shocked.
There were no smooth, wide asphalt roads on the streets.
Only potholed dirt.
Pedestrians were dressed simply and plainly, looking emaciated and sallow. They were already accustomed to rats and cockroaches scurrying on both sides.
Sunlight fell on the scattered shipping containers, reflecting the cold, inorganic sheen of rust.
Du Xun held Shen Zhuo’s hand and smiled reassuringly.
“Let’s look around first.”
But before they walked a few steps, they bumped into a child of eight or nine, who stuffed a flyer into Shen Zhuo’s hand.
Before Shen Zhuo could ask, the child ran away in a flash.
Shen Zhuo had to open it and look.
“Free Fighting Competition. First Prize… 500 Million.”
Shen Zhuo’s breathing stopped slightly.
Du Xun also looked at the flyer and frowned:
“It seems someone hasn’t been cleaned up.”
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