GDRG CH38

One hundred dollars for a hundred-thousand-dollar credit increase. Shi Xueqing was just feeling proud and vindicated when the sensation on his waist told him something was wrong.

Soon, Shi Xueqing learned what “large studded” meant.

Shi Xueqing suffered the consequences of his own actions all night. He pushed Xing Jun away with his hands, crying and wondering if Xing Jun had secretly been working out behind his back—how did he get so strong? Xing Jun, however, was unsparing. While bullying Shi Xueqing, he teased Shi Xueqing about his mouth that couldn’t close: “Didn’t you claim to be straight before? How come you’re so naturally gifted?”

“E-enough…” Shi Xueqing wanted to cry but had no tears left. He felt his senses were too focused; not only was he not straight anymore, he felt he wasn’t even human anymore.

Xing Jun, however, pushed his luck: “Not enough.”

Shi Xueqing’s self-inflicted actions caused his physiological reactions to far exceed the norm. Xing Jun was probably also stimulated by Shi Xueqing’s extraordinary reactions to the point where his scalp tingled, becoming even more passionate than usual.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had achieved something he hadn’t usually managed to do.

“Ah… Ahhh…”

Shi Xueqing’s entire body stiffened. After a long while, he let out a soft, broken scream, the sound seemingly squeezed out from his abdomen.

Completely losing all composure, it was just an instinctive scream—one could even say that under these circumstances, it was almost a miracle that Shi Xueqing could still scream. In his mind, there was no Xing Jun, no supplementary card, and no luxury goods in the villa.

All that remained seemed to be the heat melting his brain and boiling chemicals.

It wasn’t until later that Shi Xueqing understood the mechanism of this physiological reaction—sometimes, when the brain thinks the body is about to die, it secretes a massive amount of dopamine to make death more comfortable.

For example, when the brain believes the human body has been pushed to certain untouchable limits.

This feeling far exceeded skydiving. Shi Xueqing’s nineteen-year-old body passed out just like that, trembling and soft like elastic mud. Until he woke up the next day, his brain was still in a trance.

It took a while for him to realize he had opened his eyes.

“Awake?” He heard the man say.

Shi Xueqing subconsciously shrank back. But the person held him warmly, kissing his cheek again and again. They weren’t doing anything, but their skin was pressed tightly together.

Shi Xueqing’s smooth, soft back could clearly feel Xing Jun’s robust abs.

Dark, powerful.

Shi Xueqing shuddered involuntarily. But Xing Jun’s arm locked his abdomen tightly, binding him to his body.

Even with the air conditioning blowing, he could feel the fine beads of sweat between their touching skin.

Xing Jun’s scorching breath hit the back of his neck. Shi Xueqing trembled and wanted to hide, but Xing Jun reached forward, grabbed his fair arm, and turned him over.

Now they were completely face-to-face. Pressing against Xing Jun’s abs was Shi Xueqing’s concave lower abdomen, which only had faint definition lines.

“Wuu…”

It felt like Xing Jun deliberately pressed down on him. Just feeling the muscles on Xing Jun’s body made Shi Xueqing want to tremble. Whether it was the arm around his waist or the long leg resting on him.

The rich guy’s handsome face moved closer, and Shi Xueqing quickly closed his eyes.

But kisses landed densely on his eyelashes.

“Eyes are swollen from crying,” Xing Jun said in a low voice.

“…”

“What happened last night? Where did I touch? Your reaction was so big.”

…Shi Xueqing finally couldn’t take it anymore: “Brother Xing, won’t you be late for work?”

Then he realized his voice was incredibly hoarse.

Shi Xueqing’s face flushed red instantly. He closed his eyes, wishing he could just delete the memories of completely losing control last night. When Xing Jun’s arm around him tightened, he wanted to hide again, but luckily Xing Jun only chuckled low twice.

“Rest well. I’ll come back to keep you company tonight.”

“…Mmn.”

Shi Xueqing nodded, his voice as quiet as a mosquito.

Shi Xueqing closed his eyes and pretended to sleep until the rich guy got up and left. He secretly lifted his eyelids a little, but hearing Xing Jun’s returning footsteps, he was scared into closing his eyes tightly again.

Xing Jun stopped by his bedside for a moment, and then left after a while.

This time Shi Xueqing learned his lesson. He didn’t crawl out of bed until he heard the sound of the car driving away downstairs.

His feet felt soft, like stepping on cotton. Shi Xueqing crawled into the bathroom wanting to check his butt, and then saw several used condoms from yesterday in the trash can.

Each one was filled heavily.

Shi Xueqing felt a sense of shame and indignation that made him want to die. He used the full-length mirror to check his rear, finding himself healthy, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Money is hard to earn. Shi Xueqing thought absentmindedly. How did I get messed up like that last night?

He felt that his and Xing Jun’s sizes were still very mismatched, thinking he should have bought more lube before coming.

At least five bottles.

Shi Xueqing wandered back to bed and lay down, suddenly seeing a yellow sticky note on the bedside table. Just as he reached out to take it, he received a message on his phone about a credit limit increase on the supplementary card.

Three hundred thousand dollars!

Shi Xueqing read that message back and forth five times. Suddenly, his stomach didn’t hurt, and his waist wasn’t sore anymore. Holding the phone, he felt smug, thinking men really are animals thinking with their lower bodies.

Xing Jun had a good time all night, and sure enough, increased his limit afterward.

Shi Xueqing suddenly felt full of energy and decided to go out for a stroll in Los Angeles’ best August weather. He pulled the curtains open a little and found the sunlight outside was indeed brilliant.

So he changed into clothes for going out: a blue mock-neck shirt and beige trousers covering his body tightly. Although lacking in skin exposure, it was still fresh for summer.

Moreover, he put on an Hermes belt and a Chrome Hearts necklace.

After confirming his outfit style in front of the mirror, he prepared to go out shopping in high spirits. When he went down to the first floor, he saw a cup of coffee on the dining table.

There was also a cold sandwich and a fruit bowl.

?

Shi Xueqing paused, touched his pocket, and was surprised to find he forgot to bring the card.

He turned back upstairs to get the card. This time, he finally saw what was written on that sticky note.

“Breakfast is downstairs.”

It seemed Xing Jun had ordered a portion for him while buying breakfast.

Shi Xueqing casually threw the sticky note into the trash can. When he went downstairs again, he wanted to throw the items on the table into the trash, but paused and put them in the refrigerator instead.

Closing the refrigerator door.

He took Xing Jun’s card and went out happily. Who eats cold leftovers on the table?

Having finally made a trip to LA, he definitely had to check out those long-famous brunch spots in West Hollywood.

Shi Xueqing linked Xing Jun’s supplementary card to Uber and took a car to the brunch place he had always wanted to visit. It was said that many Hollywood superstars had been to this shop. At 2 PM, he queued at the door for twenty minutes, seeing other customers around him with exquisite makeup and fashionable clothes.

Among them were quite a few girls who looked like influencers, not forgetting to take photos and check in while queuing. A girl carrying a Chanel 22 bag noticed Shi Xueqing and smiled brightly at this good-looking boy.

Shi Xueqing smiled too. Guided by the waiter, he sat at a window seat, alone. Outside the glass window were BYREDO and Acne Studios. A nine-minute drive away was Rodeo Drive, filled with luxury stores like Chanel, LV, and Dior, where every tourist would check in.

The yogurt bowl on the table was brightly colored, and the palm trees outside the window grew straight and tall. The sunlight was brilliant and dazzling, and the voices of people were buzzing in his ears. In a trance, Shi Xueqing had the illusion that he was loved by this dazzling world.

The little golden ball on the backpack of a passerby outside the window, and the Chrome Hearts cross on his neck, were both shining.

What allowed him to sit here was Xing Jun’s supplementary card. What allowed him to wear the cross was Xing Jun’s money.

These were all things he could only get by being kept by Xing Jun.

Happiness exchanged with his body was indeed very fair.

Shi Xueqing slowly finished his yogurt bowl and smoked salmon pizza, and drank the matcha latte that tasted no different from the matcha shop next to his school.

For some reason, watching the beautiful food enter his mouth, it actually didn’t taste good. Perhaps influencer shops just didn’t live up to their reputation. The yogurt bowl tasted a bit sour too.

But at least the photos turned out well. When Shi Xueqing left the brunch shop, the girl who had made eye contact with him earlier asked for his WeChat.

“Handsome, do you study in LA?” the girl said.

The Dior vintage earrings on her ears were sparkling.

Shi Xueqing knew Dior vintage earrings were a good deal, one or two hundred dollars a pair, and had the Dior logo. But the girl was carrying a 22 bag, and her clothes were also trendy brands worth several hundred dollars. Compared to Shi Xueqing’s past economic strength, they were worlds apart.

But he had Xing Jun, and Xing Jun was much richer than her. Shi Xueqing smiled, said it wasn’t convenient, and didn’t give her his WeChat. The girl didn’t give up and continued: “Handsome, we’re going to Griffith Observatory tonight. If you go, we might bump into each other.”

“I have plans tonight,” Shi Xueqing said.

He wouldn’t go to the observatory to watch the stars. He had to keep Xing Jun company at night.

There were still a few hours until sunset, and even earlier until the stars could be seen. But he still called an Uber and unknowingly arrived at that famous observatory.

There were few tourists at the observatory in the afternoon. Makes sense; who would come to this attraction in the scorching afternoon sun?

But Shi Xueqing still leaned on the railing. He looked at Los Angeles below the hillside; the City of Angels was so vast. Cars shuttled through the grid. Looking north was the Hollywood sign; looking south were West Hollywood, Beverly Hills, and the Getty Center.

For the rich and the poor, Los Angeles was two different cities.

Shi Xueqing knew that in two hours, the sun would set. Twilight would fall on the “Hollywood” sign. The wooden letters on the green mountain would turn black and white in the night.

Then, the stars would rise. The observatory would be crowded with tourists from all over the world, and this liveliness wouldn’t cease again until eleven at night.

But before sunset, he called an Uber. The destination wasn’t Brentwood where he and Xing Jun lived, nor any influencer shop.

It was several home goods stores.

Shi Xueqing didn’t come out just to eat. He had schemes and missions. Shi Xueqing never forgot that his purpose for coming here was to lock down Xing Jun.

Fortunately, buying things made people happy. Especially when swiping a card.

Looking at the full shopping bags, Shi Xueqing came back to life. Besides the decorations he schemingly bought to show off to Xing Jun, he also secretly bought a few sets of expensive cups, planning to put them in his suitcase and take them home.

Shi Xueqing liked collecting cups, especially crystal cups. Baccarat, Saint-Louis, and Lalique—he liked them all. Besides that, he also liked collecting Starbucks “Been There” mugs.

Seattle was the birthplace of Starbucks. Last time he went to Seattle, he bought a city mug to take away—using Xing Wei’s (Xing Jun’s sister) money. Last month when he went to Hawaii, he originally wanted to buy a mug too, but Xing Jun made him forget.

The thirteen-dollar Starbucks mug and the two-hundred-dollar Baccarat crystal cup sat fairly together. Besides these, there was a small surprise Shi Xueqing prepared for Xing Jun—though it was all spent with Xing Jun’s money. He got into the Uber back to the villa with a full harvest, thinking there was still an hour before Xing Jun got off work.

Had to hurry.

The Uber drove down the hill. In the scenery getting further and further away from the observatory, Shi Xueqing gradually saw the shadow of Xing Jun’s villa in the streets.

He got out of the car; finally, he was alone in the surroundings. Standing in front of the gate, he looked at the dark window glass, clearly knowing what his purpose for tonight was.

But like a ghost at work, he softly repeated a line of lyrics.

“City of stars.”

Are you shining just for me

But at the moment he opened the door, a voice came from behind him: “Who are you? Why are you at Xing Jun’s door?”

Shi Xueqing turned his head in confusion. In the twilight, an Aston Martin exuded an oppressive aura of wealth. In the car, a handsome man wearing sunglasses grinned at him.

“Oh… I know who you are. You’re the one with Xing Jun in Hawaii, right?”

His tone was enthusiastic but frivolous. But it sounded like he was very familiar with Xing Jun.

Seemed to be Xing Jun’s friend.

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