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The tall figure approached Gu Yan with an undeniable sense of pressure. Gu Yan felt a hint of danger and was startled; the book in his hand slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor, landing face down. He instinctively took a half-step back, only to be blocked by the desk behind him.
He looked up in a panic, only to find that the other person had already reached him. The strikingly beautiful face was now just inches away, overwhelming him with a sense of awe. Gu Yan's face was mere millimeters from the other’s, and at this distance, he could even count the individual lashes on their eyes.
Gu Yan tilted his head slightly back, aware that he should turn away, yet he couldn't help but want to see that face more clearly. If Jesus truly existed, then this person before him must surely be favored by Him, Gu Yan thought to himself.
His eyes met the deep blue gaze, which reflected his own face. It was then that he realized he was being stared at intently. That kind of affectionate gaze should belong to lovers parting after a date or reuniting after a long time apart, filled with suppressed emotions and deep feelings. However, it certainly should not exist between two strangers who had only met a few days ago.
Under such a heated gaze, Gu Yan felt somewhat uncomfortable. He pushed his hands against his chest as if to resist: "Alright, alright, I admit it was my fault for joking around carelessly. Can you please step back a bit? This is really strange."
But the other person showed no signs of moving away, as if they hadn't heard Gu Yan's words at all. Instead, they leaned one hand against Gu Yan's desk behind him, right at his waist. The sudden touch made Gu Yan shiver sensitively.
Noticing Gu Yan's reaction, the other person smiled slightly. Then suddenly, their face loomed larger in front of him—as if they were about to kiss.
Gu Yan's heart skipped a beat as he hurriedly said, "You... don't make such boring..."
Before he could finish the word "joke," he saw the other person's upper body lift slightly as their other hand reached over him to grab a thick book from the nearby bookshelf.
Gu Yan's heart dropped back into place as the figure straightened up and stepped back half a pace, creating some distance between them. The sudden emptiness made Gu Yan feel somewhat disoriented.
So it wasn't an impending kiss... he had overthought it.
He sighed in relief but was soon hit with an inexplicable sense of loss. The person held the book but did not open it; instead, they examined its cover closely. It featured ornate Gothic lettering and appeared to be bound in a traditional sewn style, looking quite old and dusty as if it hadn't been read in ages. Such large books were often obscure and dull, rarely chosen by anyone; thus, it still looked quite new. Moreover, judging by their actions, they didn’t seem genuinely interested in reading it.
Perhaps this was all just a deliberate tease aimed at him.
Maybe because he had jokingly suggested that if the other were a woman, he might pursue them; thus they were intentionally acting this way...
What a petty man, Gu Yan thought helplessly.
He sighed again and suppressed that indescribable feeling of loss within him. "Let's talk after dinner," he said good-naturedly without holding a grudge as he walked around the person toward the cart where their dinner was laid out.
As he walked, Gu Yan pondered whether he would have rejected the kiss if it had actually happened...
Although the man looked serious and reliable, he always made intimate moves with Gu Yan in their daily interactions, such as those just-right touches. Every time the cold fingers slid across Gu Yan's naked skin, he would tremble. However, these physical contacts were similar to the touches between good friends. Gu Yan could not find a suitable excuse to refuse. If he pointed it out, it would make him look guilty. Although he did not say it, there were more or less ambiguous elements between the two. It was like a layer of mist, and each of them had their own thoughts in the hazy state. Gu Yan did not know whether he liked this feeling. On the one hand, he firmly believed that he had an unignorable relationship with that person in the past, but on the other hand, he did not know how to face these lost memories. So he simply buried his head in the soil like an ostrich and did not respond positively. The morning on the sea always came on time. Since Gu Yan's bedroom was in the best lighting area, the sun always came on time every morning. He has a good work and rest habit, and his biological clock makes him wake up early, but he has been curled up in bed. He just opened his eyes and immediately noticed the difference in his lower body. The familiar feeling made him know clearly that he had a morning erection. Faced with this normal physiological phenomenon, Gu Yan never deliberately endured it, but there were many inconveniences on the ship, not to mention that there was another person lying on the other bed in the room. It was still early, and after several days of getting along, Gu Yan knew his work and rest time very well. Under normal circumstances, that person was not awake now. It was really uncomfortable to endure the desire under his body. Gu Yan tilted his head and looked at the bed next to him without leaving any trace. He only saw a furry head with his back to him, and most of his body was hidden under the soft velvet quilt. Seeing this scene, Gu Yan became more bold. Since he was still sleeping soundly, if he suppressed the sound, it should not be heard. He turned around like a fool, with his back to the other person, to cover up the shame of masturbating in the bedroom they shared. Gu Yan's hand slowly reached into the quilt. After a night of sleep, his nightgown was loose, so it was easy to reach in. His hand came to his waist. In order to prevent it from slipping, there was a belt tied on the nightgown. He pulled it gently, and the nightgown slipped off his side in an instant, revealing his well-proportioned body. Because the quilt covered his uncovered body, he didn't feel cold, but made it easier for Gu Yan to move next. Gu Yan's hand touched his underwear, which was already bulging. His erect penis propped up the extremely elastic underwear, and the weight and size could not be ignored. He held his penis through the fabric, and pressed his index finger against the small hole above the glans. It had already secreted sufficient glandular fluid, and perhaps some semen had overflowed. The liquids mixed together were very sticky and soaked the underwear at the glans. The layer of wet cloth stuck to the skin, making Gu Yan feel a little uncomfortable. He supported his body, bent down, and simply took off his underwear and placed it on the bathrobe at the side of him. Without any obstruction, Gu Yan unconsciously increased the frequency of his hand movements. His hand touched the huge penis again and was gradually wet by the remaining liquid. He spread the lubricant evenly on his palm, and then slid it up and down along the penis. The dexterous hands held up the scrotum and rubbed it a few times. The tip seemed to be affected and secreted more water. Gu Yan bit his lower lip and almost cried out.
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