I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 20: Give me some time to prepare.

I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 《你是男的我也爱》Ni Shi Nan De Wo Ye Ai
I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 20: Give me some time to prepare.

All morning, Mai Ding stayed at home and walked back and forth anxiously. He was restless, thinking only of An Ziyan, An Ziyan, all An Ziyan. In the morning, he deliberately prayed to God for him and cheered him and did not know if it was useful. An Ziyan is spoiled and probably has never suffered any blows or setbacks. If the interviewer refused his application if he said something unpleasant, would he kill the interviewer? He couldn’t think of suicide and couldn’t understand why Mai Ding couldn’t help it. Thinking of An Ziyan as a murderous demon .. The always whimsical Mai Ding no longer expected good news, and as long as it wasn't bad he was thankful. He fumbled for his phone to make a call, it had been so long. He hesitantly collapsed onto the couch, writhing around on his phone, the picture not to mention how strange it was.


An Ziyan didn't know when he was already standing at the entrance: "I'm not here, and you don't even let go of your cell phone?" The sudden voice that came out startled Mai Ding, who sat up and rebuked, "Can your mind stop being so dirty."

"Who's dirty, I said you won't even let go of your phone, what do you think i was saying it for?" An Ziyan paused briefly for a few seconds, then filled his face with disdain: ''You think I said you were doing dirty things with your phone? Tsk." The groundless Mai Ding really wanted to rush up and stomp on An Ziyan's feet, but his lord had plenty of options to forgive and let An Ziyan live a little.

"How did the interview go?" He finally asked cautiously, only to find the bag in An Ziyan's hand, and An Ziyan, without much of an expression, sat down on the couch and tossed the bag at his feet, carrying it blandly over, "That's all."

Depressed! He's depressed! Definitely not in the interview!

"Let's get out and get some fresh air, walk around more and enjoy the flowers and bird watching." He was adamant about not mentioning the interview, trying to get An

Ziyan to switch moods, and the bag containing something he didn't dare ask, didn't dare look at. What if it was the interviewer's head or something even more terrifying... Mai Ding didn't dare to think further down the line, An Ziyan had once packed three thieves in the utility room, he could do anything!

"Don't want to move." Not meaning to cooperate, An Ziyan casually picked up the tablet and kicked the butt of the couch space Mai Ding was occupying and lay back on the couch, one hand resting on his head while sliding the tablet with the other. Depressed! He's depressed! Mai Ding is still in the mood to pursue An Ziyan's attitude towards himself, and he is too distressed to do so, all blindly like to mess with ghosts, just like usual An Ziyan is not a thing to throw around, lazy casual people.

"Then I'll play games with you?"

"I don't want to play any game with people who pronounce death every minute."

"I'll try."

"Forget it, you've never played a game in your life, you're only fit for housework as a maid."

"You're right, you're absolutely right!" Already more than just blind, he just didn't want An Ziyan to be a little bit bad, not a little bit. "Do you really not want to move?" He continued to ask.

"Yep."

Mai Ding glanced at An Ziyan and bit his lower lip as if he was hesitating about something, after all, this is still in broad daylight. But in the end, in front of the one he liked, he gave in willingly. Mai Ding slowly unbuttoned his shirt, his white skin gradually revealed through the seams, he grabbed the shirt on his chest and gently raised his eyes without setting his eyes on An Ziyan's face, "Do you want to move now?" He probably didn't realize how seductive his expression and question were, he didn't know if it was okay, just had someone who did think it was. An Ziyan removed the tablet and placed his fingers on top of Mai Ding's belt, the backs of his fingers moving up along the open slit of his shirt, reaching his chest with a commanding tone, "Hands off." Mai Ding obediently let go of the pinched and wrinkled clothes. He does know An Ziyan quite well, and only in such X matters would he move, beast!

"I'll close the window first." Mai Ding got up and was grabbed by An Ziyan and dragged downward, falling on top of him, nudging the tip of his nose against the nape of Mai Ding's neck, like a beast greedy for the scent of prey.

"No one will see."

"How do you know! Just in case, so I don't feel safe."

"Rest assured." His clean fingers pulled Mai Ding's shirt away and down, exposing his shoulders to the air as his mingled, psychedelic voice drifted out, "I'll fill you up properly." For a moment, Mai Ding was somewhat dazed: "Is this love talk or nasty talk?"

"I don't have that time or the mood for love talk."

"But you have time to talk nasty, ah~" he couldn't help but groan at the position of An Ziyan's lips on his own body, An Ziyan who knew every inch of Mai Ding so easily dragged Mai Ding into the abyss of lust.

"Wait~~ First~~ Aha~~ Hiss~~ Aha~"




"Can't wait." Next to his pants, An Ziyan's lower abdomen lifted upwards against Mai Ding's crotch as a warning to him.

He rolled over and pinned Mai Ding beneath him, Mai Ding still wasn't used to doing it in daylight, the light and sight gave him a sense of a bird caught dead in the eye which nowhere to hide his expression and body so he could only squeeze his eyes shut and imagine what An Ziyan would do to him next. His hands pulled down his own zipper, and after removing the covering garment, he spread his legs. It was as if he felt the temperature of An Ziyan's skin before he even got close, and Mai Ding's legs were pressed to his chest by An Ziyan's hands, and his voice was the same magnetic and hoarse voice that only comes when desire comes: "Hold your legs."

The eyes were always reluctant to open, shying away from him seeing them like this. But his lips could not close, and he could not help but whimper and whine. With one tease after another, Mai Ding didn't know what awaited him next, whether An Ziyan was going to tease or enter, he looked a little impatient, lifting his lower body when An Ziyan's sudden entry made him let out a muffled grunt, filling and emptying, he shrank back.

"Like it?" He reached out to hold Mai Ding's skewed face to the side to face himself.

"Hmm~~"

"I can't hear you." An Ziyan was violent and fast, as if he would pierce Mai Ding's body at any moment, Mai Ding was pushing hard even on his toes, An Ziyan didn't seem intent on stopping, the room was filled with hormones even with the smell of love.

By the time An Ziyan was finished, Mai Ding had no idea how many times it was over, his eyes unconsciously pulling over his clothes to cover his body. He was sure it's an interview failure, he was depressed! He's depressed! It's inhumane! Today's An Ziyan didn't even give himself a chance to catch his breath midway through the day, and would have definitely died on the couch if not for his own life being lucky.

After taking quite a while to regain his strength, Mai Ding got dressed and asked seriously, "Want to talk to me?"

"Just now your performance barely got by, didn't you?"

"Not talking about that!" Mai Ding grabbed the couch cushion behind him and threw it over: ''I, I mean...” An Ziyan has already suffered quite a blow, would it be too much if he himself insisted on making it clear, Mai Ding was a bit hesitant again: ''It doesn't matter what happens, I haven't found a job either, nothing can go smoothly, we will always face many setbacks... Hey! Stop playing with the tablet! You listen to me! There's a lot of value in my words that's worth listening to, and you'll regret missing them."

"I'd rather regret it."

"You are spoiling my heart."

"Yes, yes......." even the reply became casual, Mai Ding clasped his hands in exasperation: "I really don't understand what I like about you!"

"Didn’t you just feel it a moment ago?"

"Be less shameless. Rascals! Rascal! Scum!" Mai Ding, who was said to be dead set on denying it, could only be exasperated.

The next morning, Mai Ding, who couldn't sleep and wake up early, sat in front of his computer again and started looking for work. . It was not a good thing for both of them to play at home. In addition, what An Su said before made him feel unprecedented pressure. He didn't notice An Ziyan who was getting up behind him. He only stared at the computer screen. He didn't look back until there was a noise in the bathroom. An Ziyan figure was not found on the bed.

"An Ziyan?" he called the name foxishly.

"What."

"I thought you were sleepwalking."

No one inside answered him, and now was not the time to delve into such trivial matters, as he continued to focus on his computer, and after ten minutes or so, An Ziyan came out of the bathroom and said briefly, "I'm off."

"Where are you going?" Mai Ding asked as he turned back, then he didn't know what to do with his wildly beating heart, was it himself who was sleepwalking? Standing in front of him, An Ziyan was wearing a suit, his unnecessary and unruly face and the strict suit so conflicting and so matching, seeing such An Ziyan, Mai Ding needed to mentally prepare, otherwise it would be like him at this moment, his heart was instantly out of control, he almost wanted to use his hands to block out the piercing light that An Ziyan radiated, why he could not always give himself some preparation time.

"You, you, you, when did you buy that?"

"Yesterday."

"You, you, you, why are you buying that?"




An Ziyan immediately gave a disgusted expression and tugged at his collar: "Company request."

"I thought you didn't apply for the job!" Mai Ding stood up in surprise.

"When did I say that?"

It's true he didn't say it, but Mai Ding still freaked out, "Then what about my heroic sacrifice yesterday! You compensate me for my virginity!"

"Pay for what? It's okay if I want to check out together." An Ziyan took ten yuans out of his bag and threw it on the bed and walked out of the bedroom, Mai Ding was furious and chased out with the money: "Four years ah, the whole four years my chaste is worth ten yuans?"

"How can that be, you still have to find me five bucks."

"An Ziyan!!!" Mai Ding pushed him, “Come on, don't be late, don't be in a bad temper at work, don't sleep on your desk, get on good terms with your colleagues, and never hit your boss!" The last sentence Mai Ding aggravated the tone.

"Keep your mouth shut and don't affect the mood of my day."

Mai Ding's mouth was closed and his expression turned grim as he looked at An Ziyan angrily.




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