I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2, Chapter 99: A reputation that always slides downward

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 99: A reputation that always slides downward

God, when did I become a promiscuous man? The sound of this voice kept echoing in Mai Ding's ears. Getting back on the car, he felt as if everyone was watching him, as if they knew what they were going to do, so he closed his eyes and leaned back, pretending to be asleep. It didn't take long for the car to come to a stop and when he opened his eyes, he thought it had to be at least the middle of nowhere or something but he was wrong, this place was familiar to him, it was their parking garage downstairs!

“What kind of monkey do you think you're playing?” Even though An-Ziyan had parked her car in the darkest corner of the garage, Mai Ding wasn't happy with the location.

“In case someone comes...” Before he could finish his sentence, An-Ziyan kissed him impatiently, sealing his lips, not giving him a chance to speak, his hand reaching to the left side of the seat, adjusting the chair to the most suitable space, then unbuckling Mai Ding's seat belt, dragging him forcibly on top of himself. Each movement in the cramped space seemed so strenuous, Mai Ding's mouth was warm and moist with complaints and words had no place to go. He finally sat on An-Ziyan's lap, his back against the steering wheel, feeling his desire between his legs through his pants.


An-Ziyan lifts up Mai Ding's T-shirt and before it can be removed, the tip of his tongue comes into contact with Mai Ding's skin and Mai Ding trembles, barely managing to get the T-shirt off and throwing it into the back seat, he didn't know where to put his hands, or his thoughts, An-Ziyan's provocation like an undulating tide. Thinking he was going to retreat when he suddenly pounced again with ferocity, Mai Ding twisted lightly, trying to relieve himself but helplessly whined.

“Turn around.” This time, An-Ziyan had skipped a lot of foreplay and his desire couldn't prolong it any longer, not even for a second. Mai Ding strained to turn around, then strained to take off his pants, all the while being urged to do so by An-Ziyan. When he was ready, his hands were on the steering wheel, he could see the cars around him and across the road and he wanted to concentrate, to keep an eye out for anyone or any cars approaching. An-Ziyan squeezed the lubricant into his hands, unzipped his pants, and applied it directly to his erection.

His hand lifted Mai Ding's -ss: “I'm coming in.”

“Don't tell me, ssshhh!” He sat down and before he knew it, An-Ziyan had lifted his hips once more and Mai Ding's concentration went wild as he moved in and out, his legs spread wide, resting on the outside of An-Ziyan's thighs. His restless fingers moved slowly down his spine from the back of Mai Ding's neck, too slowly and sensationally, making his skin tense, he didn't dare to make a sound but he deliberately wanted to hear it in his mouth, his fingers moving across Mai Ding's waist and between his thighs.

“No, ahhh, not there, ahhh.”

“Here?” An-Ziyan already had a grip on that trembling place, why his technique was getting better and better and Mai Ding was reluctant but his body had given up. An-Ziyan kissed Mai Ding's fair and delicate back: “How will you compensate me for dirtying the car.”

“Who do you think did this to you!”

An-Ziyan's hands gripped Mai Ding's hands on the steering wheel and sank his fingers between his fingers. His lower body began to thrust and Mai Ding didn't know where An-Ziyan got the strength but his head nearly hit the roof of the car: “Ahhhhhhh, let me~ ~Enha~~ Take a break.”

“How could I?”

He was shocked and regained his senses but these brief moments of sanity were shattered once again by An-Ziyan, who shattered them at the first sign of distraction.

Mai Ding's body lying forward touches the horn and the car makes a brief noise, Mai Ding is frustrated that he was so easily led by An-Ziyan again and decides that next time, he can only have marital sex at home and will not ride in An-Ziyan's car for a while.

“Mai Ding, let's go out for a while.” Guo Ping's voice called back Mai Ding's thoughts, Mai Ding nodded and stood up to go downstairs with Guo Ping, Guo Ping went straight to An-Ziyan's car, Mai Ding stopped, “Didn't you use the company car?””

“The cars are all gone, so I'll just have to borrow Yan's car for a while, why, why not?” Guo Ping asked strangely, Mai Ding stared at the car: “No but I'm not used to riding in his car.” You're not used to it, you took off all your clothes in the car two days ago.

“You think you're the boss and you're in a position to pick the car? Get in.” That's what Guo Ping said, so Mai Ding got in the car and checked nervously to see if there was anything of his own, which there wasn't. He was so relieved, he looked in the direction of Guo Ping, then his face turned pale, the bottle of lubricant was languishing in the gap between the driver's seat cushions. He told An-Ziyan to pack his stuff! Calm down, he must calm down, just put it away when Guo Ping isn't looking. He didn't hear Mai Ding's reply, so he looked at him and said, “Are you carsick? You look so pale.”

“A little, a little, it's nothing serious, you just focus on driving.”

“Tell me if you get car sick.”

“Thank you Master for your concern.”

“Who cares about you, I'm afraid you'll puke on Yan's car and get it dirty.”

“You're too much. My health is not as good as An-Ziyan's car.” Mai Ding pretended to complain, he reached behind Guo Ping and picked up the bottle but luckily he didn't notice, Guo Ping parked the car and Mai Ding tried to put the bottle in his bag but luckily Guo Ping saw him.

“What you're holding.”

“It’s just a bottle.” Mai Ding squeezed the bottle in his hand and Guo Ping became even more curious, snatched it up, read the words on the bottle and looked at Mai Ding with a complex expression: “Mai Ding, don't bring your personal life into the workplace, keep your own stuff, don't show it off, we already know you're a lascivious man. What's the point of having to prove it over and over and over again?” The evidence is so overwhelming, there's no explaining it back to Mai Ding.

As expected, after returning to the office, Guo Ping told his colleagues about the incident and Mai Ding's reputation was on the decline, so much so that female colleagues began to avoid him whenever they saw him. Gao Shuang threw a document in front of him: “I've circled the problem areas in the document, you can print it out again after you've sorted it out.” He took it and said, “Thank you, I'm sorry for the trouble.” Guo Ping was indifferent to Mai Ding's politeness and remained gloomy, for those who didn't know he had lost faith in life and was about to end it.

“Getting off work, I just don't want you to call me then and ask questions.”

There was decidedly no warmth among co-workers and Mai Ding said, rather angrily, “I won't.”

“Don't ever call me.” Gao Shuang picked up his coat and walked out the door, he really didn't like the idea of being bothered with business after work. His eyes were glued to the computer, he moved the mouse and his hand was on the keyboard when the elevator door opened and An-Ziyan came out.

“I thought you'd gone home, why are you still here?”

“ Is it of yours business”

“Now that the office is empty, there's no need to pretend.”

“Pretend? You've misunderstood something again.”

“Pretend I didn't say anything!” With or without someone, his attitude towards himself made no difference at all, An-Ziyan's cell phone rang and when he hung up, he pulled up Mai Ding's back collar with his hand, “Let's go.”

“I still want to finish this.”

An-Ziyan threw the file in front of Mai Ding's face: “It doesn't matter if we do it or not.” Mai Ding stared at An-Ziyan. “Of course it doesn't matter to you.”

“When did you become so disobedient?” An-Ziyan tilted his head slightly, the morning lube incident hadn't even come to him yet but instead he was able to justifiably accuse himself: “If I listened to you all the times, then my life would be over for sure.”

“It doesn't matter what you do with your life.”

“It very much matters to me!!” I don't know where An-Ziyan gets all this vicious talk and don't just talk about An-Ziyan but where does Mai Ding get all this rebuke from. An-Ziyan grabbed Mai Ding by the collar and dragged him out: “Don't waste my time.”

“Let me go... Get off me, get off me...”



~ I’ll Still Love You Even if You’re a Man 2 (Sequel) ~



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