IWOL Chapter 205: Matchmaker Linhai

The rain seemed as if it would come down the whole night. They wandered around Heimdall’s back garden and finally went home.

By then, it was past 11 o’clock and everyone had gone back to their rooms to rest. Victor now had his own room since he was able to restore his human form. He took his corrugated paper basin and put it in the bedroom. When he slept, it was very comfortable.

Wang Que and Lin Hangzhi’s unfinished reports were still on the table. Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng went upstairs with light footsteps. The young man glanced at his room, thought that it hadn’t been used in a long time, and shook Dong Zheng. “Sleep in my room tonight?”

“Okay, I’ll get the comforter,” Dong Zheng said naturally and kissed Cui Zuojing’s forehead. This kind of small affection had quickly become normal for them. They didn’t think at all and simply followed their hearts.

Dong Linhai, who just happened to be coming downstairs to get a glass of water:………

He witnessed everything very clearly, so clearly that he could see the tenderness in Dong Zheng’s eyes and the way Cui Zuojing slightly lifted his head.

Dong Linhai was shocked; Dong Linhai was dumbfounded; Dong Linhai was crazy.

“What are you doing?” He asked a question from the depths of his soul.

Cui Zuojing looked at him and realized that they were discovered by Ding Linhai. Instead of being ashamed, he narrowed his eyes naughtily, hooked Dong Zheng’s neck and pulled him down. Then, in front of Dong Linhai, he gave Dong Zheng a lingering and moist kiss.

Dong Zheng didn’t resist. After a few breaths, Cui Zuojing patted his chest and lightly said, “Hurry up, don’t make me wait too long.”

Dong Zheng hummed in agreement. He looked at the stupefied young man who was stunned on the spot. After a moment of silence, he said, “Linhai still hasn’t slept?”

“I came out to get a drink…” Dong Linhai murmured like he’d lost his soul. He stared at the two people whose every small movements revealed their intimacy, feeling as if the whole world was an illusion, “This…you’re together, right?”

“Yes.” Cui Zuojing teased him, “Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you. If you hadn’t used the prisoner card to summon me to bind to a blood contract, Dong Zheng and I have no such fate. I have to call you a matchmaker.”

Dong Matchmaker Linhai mentally combusted.

His own brother actually got together with the big shot who’d been carrying them all along. Everything in front of him was so difficult to accept that Dong Linhai still struggled to digest it. He suppressed the horror in his heart, his eyes wandered between the two of them, and he asked, “When did you…?”

Cui Zuojing said, “In the circus, but your brother has been chasing me for a long time already. Both Que’er and Hangzhi knew about it.”

Dong Linhai:………..

They all knew about it?!

Was it possible that he alone was the fool?!?!

He once again began to deeply doubt life.

He recalled those scenes, in Heimdall, when Wang Que did everything possible to prevent him from looking for Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing who seemed to have quarreled, the tacit smiles that often appeared on Lin Hangzhi’s face, and Fu Zhe’s subtle expressions when looking at them this morning…They all became clear.

It turned out that he was really the only one who didn’t know!

Dong Linhai mentally combusted again.

“It wasn’t my intention to deliberately hide it from you, I just didn’t know how to tell you,” Dong Zheng said. “Linhai, I have never told you that my orientation is different. I have always…concealed it from you and my parents and didn’t tell anyone.”

“Huh?” Dong Linhai had a guess. “Was that why you hadn’t been in a relationship at such an old age? Before that, dad arranged for you to have a blind date, didn’t you feel very…awkward?”

Cui Zuojing pricked his ears. “Blind date? Was there such a thing?”

Dong Zheng explained, “At that time, I was too cowardly, and since I didn’t find anyone I really like, I didn’t say it. But it’s different now. I know you may find it hard to accept but A’Zuo and I are serious. This isn’t a whim…Sorry for startling you, Linhai.”

Dong Linhai waved his hand quickly. “No need to apologize to me. I was just a little shocked. Really, brother, it’s your own choice. You two continue, don’t worry about me.”

Dong Linhai smoothed his chest. He took a deep breath and looked at Cui Zuojing again. Shaking his head, he wanted to shake out the stimulating scene that he’d just seen and awkwardly went back to his room.

Seeing the door closed in front of him, Cui Zuojing touched his nose and said, “The reaction is smaller than I thought, but you are really a real brother, so willing to stimulate him.”

“It was you who came up to kiss me. Why would I push you away?” Dong Zheng laughed. The fact that Dong Linhai didn’t react too much made his already good mood better. After realizing his own orientation, he was ready to not be accepted by his family. He thought that he’d prepared himself, but seeing Linhai like this, he now realized that the support from his family was irreplaceable.

Dong Zheng went back to his bedroom and grabbed the comforter and pillow. He pushed open the door to Cui Zuojing’s room with his body. Just as he was about to enter, Dong Linhai came out of his room again, “By the way, I still have to get some water—“

He happened to see Dong Zheng entering Cui Zuojing’s bedroom.

Dong Linhai suddenly lost his voice like a duck pinched by the neck.

He was messed up again. Did the two of them even sleep together now?

Immediately after, he thought about when they came out of the super horror box. Cui Zuojing seemed to have mentioned that the reason he wasn’t afraid was because he was sleeping with brother. He also wanted to sleep with Dong Zheng… Now that he thought about it, he was so foolish!

When Dong Linhai walked down the stairs, some philosophical images appeared uncontrollably in his mind. He sucked in a breath and quickly rubbed the goose bumps on his arms and hurried to the kitchen.

Cui Zuojing went to wash first. After he came out, Dong Zheng went to take a shower. There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Cui Zuojing lay on the bed, took out two things from his coat pocket, and quickly put them in the bedside table like a thief.

The tips of his ears were a little red as he spread out on the bed. After waiting for a while, he touched Dong Zheng’s tablet and logged in to his game account to divert his attention.

Dong Zheng came out soon. His hair wasn’t long, and so it was basically dried after a little rubbing. Seeing that Cui Zuojing was playing vigorously with his legs up, he didn’t disturb him and started to put on his pajamas.

Without lifting his head, Cui Zuojing said, “Don’t wear it. It’ll be troublesome to take it off in a while.”

Dong Zheng: …?

Dong Zheng paused and looked at the boy who was trying to maintain a serious expression but was betrayed by his flushed cheeks. He put down his pajamas, went to bed and sat next to Cui Zuojing. After staring at the tablet for a while, he suddenly turned his head to Cui Zuojing and pressed a kiss at the corner of his mouth.

Cui Zuojing’s hands shook, and the game screen went gray. Dong Zheng didn’t give him a chance to complain and deepened the kiss.

When their lips parted, their breathing was a little messy. Dong Zheng didn’t ignore the nervous and shy avoidance in Cui Zuojing’s eyes and asked him in a low voice, “What do you want to do?”

The young man was stunned. He tentatively said, “…Don’t use left wife and right wife?”

They looked at each other. Cui Zuojing regretted what he said for a moment, but soon he strengthened his firmness. He finally got his feelings back, and he finally met the person he really likes. What didn’t he dare to do?

Don’t talk about it! Just do it!

Cui Zuojing’s heart is madly pumping himself up, and his eyes sharpened suddenly.

He grabbed Dong Zheng’s arm, threw Dong Zheng onto the bed in a standard fighting style, and instantly the two of them switched positions.

Cui Zuojing sat on his waist and pulled out a smile. “You can’t run away. Let’s do it!”

Dong Zheng could also care to put the tablet on the bedside table to prevent it from turning over. Carefully pressed down, he looked up at the young man who was obviously nervous but was pretending to be calm, and he couldn’t help laughing.

“Okay.”

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The next morning, everyone was sitting around the table having breakfast. The chair opposite Lin Hangzhi was empty, and he asked casually, “Where is Cui’er?”

Dong Zheng took another bun. “He stayed up too late yesterday and was still asleep.”

Fu Zhe almost choked on his tea and put down his teacup silently.

Wang Que sneaked a glance at Dong Zheng, then she lowered her head, bit into the bun, and laughed silently.

When Dong Linhai thought of Dong Zheng holding the comforter and going to Cui Zuojing’s bedroom to sleep last night, he suddenly thought of something.

Dong Linhai:……

Stop it. Maybe he really did stay up late playing games. Don’t think about it!

A few seconds later, he and Wang Que sneaked a glance at Dong Zheng, who looked normal, and sighed inwardly. Is the big brother so fierce?

Cui Zuojing didn’t wake up until the sun was three poles up in the sky. He opened his eyes in a daze. As soon as he moved, he felt that his back and legs were weak.

No, it was too stimulating.

Cui Zuojing struggled to sit up. He turned on the lamp on the bedside table, looked at the phone, and realized that it was eleven.

The sheets had been changed, and thinking of everything that had happened last night, he thought of a thousand words and finally only a single sentence.

……Fuck.

He sighed and wanted to lie down for a while, but he reluctantly got up from the bed.

When he arrived in the bathroom, the familiar scene inside aroused memories of last night. Cui Zuojing slapped his forehead and helplessly held his forehead.

Fuck.

Why was it different from what he’d planned!

…Although he really enjoyed it.

He didn’t know where Dong Zheng went. At this time, Cui Zuojing could finally understand what the heroine of those Mary Sue novels felt when they woke up to find that the hero was scum. He was about to put on his clothes when he heard the door open.

Dong Zheng walked in. Seeing that Cui Zuojing was awake, he took a glass of water, bent down in front of the bed, handed the cup to Cui Zuojing, touched his forehead, and asked, “Good. Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Cui Zuojing shook his head. The temperature of the water was just right. He drank it all in one breath and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. The two of them looked at each other, and there seemed to be thousands of emotions surging.

Something was different.

Dong Zheng’s fingertips touched the marks on Cui Zuojing’s shoulder, and Cui Zuojing pulled him closer, pushed the neckline of Dong Zheng’s shirt aside, and was satisfied to see that his mark was still there.

They didn’t mention yesterday’s jerky but beautiful night. Dong Zheng helped Cui Zuojing find his clean clothes and said, “Go down and eat something.”

Cui Zuojing was already hungry and put on his clothes. With messy hair, he went downstairs and Dong Zheng followed. Dong Linhai was lying next to Wang Que, watching her write a report with a pen in his mouth. He glanced up at the two people who came downstairs, not knowing what kind of reaction he should have.

Ahhhh, they really have—!

Cui Zuojing rubbed his neck, smiled, and said hello to him in a particularly hearty mood,
“Good morning, Matchmaker.”

Dong Linhai:……

He couldn’t stay in this house anymore!

With an aggrieved expression on his face, Dong Linhai wanted to seek comfort from Wang Que, but found that the hand Wang Que was using to hold the pen was shaking. The corners of her lips were raised and pressed down, back and forth, as if twitching.

Dong Linhai said, “…What’s wrong with you?”

Wang Que finally put the pen down, raised her hands to cover her face, and let out a cry of joy, “Woo, woo, they’re in love.”

Dong Linhai:…………..

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Xixi: Nooo…I want to cry a city-full of tears. At the very least, feed my imagination and give me some tantalizing imagery, Author. My smut-loving heart is broken. Well, from looking in between the lines and following along with Cui Zuojing’s literal and figurative “Fucks,” I’m guessing they did it once on the bed and once in the bathroom. It’s funny how he thought he would be the top. And Wang Que’s reaction…is awesome.

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