Green Plum IslandCh51 - I Want a Gift

“Mian Mian, is college fun?”

Once the holidays begin, some people get vacation, but others must keep working. The bookstore remains in business through the seven days of the national holiday, and everyone’s shifts are the same as always. However, since the third is my birthday, Yan Kongshan arranges to take time off on that day so he can spend the whole day with me. UaeAD2

“It is.” I head up the escalator holding Yan Wanqiu’s hand.

I’m on break, and so is she, so babysitting her becomes my duty. Playing games endlessly without stopping is boring so I brought up the idea of going to Nanpu Street. Yan Wanqiu is still head over heels with the playground from last time, and I happen to have things I need to buy, so I decided to bring her to the shopping plaza.

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“Is it more fun than Green Plum Island?”

I think for a minute. “It’s fun in different ways. Just like when you go to preschool. Can you tell whether preschool is more fun or the playground?” VJAOzR

“No, both of them are fun,” she says in understanding.

The playground is even more crowded than last time, likely on account of the holiday. Yan Wanqiu runs into a familiar friend the instant we arrive and they run off to play hand in hand. I look for the girl’s mother, asking her to help me watch Yan Wanqiu for a moment. The other girl’s mum agrees happily, and I head in to go shopping after thanking her.

The item I want to buy is easy to find — normally, it’s located near the cash register. But getting the courage to pick it up is another story.

Like a shoplifter, I sweep my eyes around my surroundings, and when I see no one looking, casually grab a box and bring it to check out. The lady at the register looks up at me quickly, probably just out of instinct, but I shift my eyes away, avoiding her glance. My entire face starts burning.

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“89 yuan, please.”

I send her the payment at lightning speed via my phone wallet, then grab the little pink box and stuff it into the loose pocket of my trousers.

***

When I was young, I was really into manhua for a while, and whenever I passed the newsstand in front of my school, I would buy a manhua magazine and take it home. In truth, Mum wouldn’t have gone through my school bag if I just left it in there, but like anyone who buys things that are “not permitted,” I always stuffed the magazine in the waistband of my trousers and didn’t take it out until I got into my bedroom and safely locked the door. IW2ewo

I also couldn’t just leave the magazines anywhere — definitely not beneath my pillow. I always lifted my mattress and hid it underneath there; it was the only place that left me at ease.

Now that I’m grown up, I don’t need to sneak around with manhua anymore and can read it whenever I want, but the act of sneaking around like that has always been ingrained in my mind. I never thought that one day I would experience that kind of thing again.

Underneath my pillow doesn’t seem too safe, but the dresser seems risky as well, and the drawers worse… after going around in a circle, I end up putting the item in that good old safe spot: beneath the mattress.

“Mian Mian, it’s time to eat!” Savoury smells waft up from downstairs; it’s already dinnertime. Xpe76G

After dinner, I watch a few episodes of TV with Grandpa until about 11 PM, then he says that he’s turning in. I go through all the motions of bidding him goodnight, and as soon as I shut my door, I make for the bed and dig the little pink box from under the mattress.

I stare at it, fixing its package a bit, then place it with great flourish into my pocket. After ten minutes of waiting by my door until I’m sure Grandpa is asleep, I creep down the stairs and out the door. As soon as I’m outside, I charge like a cannonball into Yan Kongshan’s yard.

He opens the door not long after I ring the bell. He takes one look at me and asks questioningly, “It’s such a short distance, why are you panting like that?”

Unconsciously, my wrist moves down and presses against my pocket. I know the object won’t jump out, but I’m still afraid he’ll see it before it’s time. aV4rFo

“I was afraid I wouldn’t get here before midnight.”

Yan Kongshan shuts the door, then strokes my face for a second before turning towards the kitchen. “Wnat Sprint or Coke?” he asks, opening the fridge.

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He passes the box to me. I take it, stunned, the emotions ricocheting within me so that for a moment words don’t come to me. Disregarding the cost of such an item, how could he give me something with so much emotional value? “I-It’s too much,” I say, pushing it back, not daring to accept it.

“If I keep it, I won’t wear it.” He doesn’t take it back.

He leaves me no choice but to accept it, but I still think it’s too much. Most importantly, if he’s giving me such a huge gift now, how am I supposed to negotiate with him later for something else? dZ1Uf3

The pointed hands slowly ticked their way to midnight. I slowly brush my fingers over the face of the watch in mid-air, afraid to actually touch the object for fear of breaking it. It’s such a valuable item that I’m at the point where I’m afraid of even leaving a fingerprint on it.

“Thank you.” I shut the box again and carefully place it back on the coffee table. “Actually, there’s another gift I want…” Sweat starts accumulating on my palms, my mouth and throat feeling parched.

“What?” Yan Kongshan seems taken aback.

“Um…” I keep stuttering, barely managing to get any words out, when suddenly a phone alarm goes off. 7mo5NF

I was already so nervous, but the scare the alarm gave me sends my heart pounding, and then I start hiccuping.

Yan Kongshan apologises, then taps his phone a couple times, cutting the alarm off. He waves it at me, showing the “12:00” on the screen. “Happy birthday.” Then he brings us back to where we were. “What were you saying?”

I can’t stop my hiccuping; even when I press my lips tightly together, my body keeps shuddering with hiccups. It’s impossible for me to speak like this.

Why is this happening? At such a crucial moment too. Despair starts spreading through my chest. I bite my lip, take a look at Yan Kongshan, then decide to just rip off the bandaid. I take the little pink box out of my pocket and offer it to him. mjAaWf

When he realises what it is, his eyes widen. “You…”

Eyes lowered, my hand still outstretched, I start: “I know–hic–that you don’t like that I’m so young, but I, I need time to grow. Can you–hic–guide me patiently?” If I were a shrimp, I’m sure my whole body would be red by now, “Help me… become an adult.”

I want a gift, a blessing from Cupid. A mark of growth, my beloved, you. I stubbornly want it, not because of desire itself, but because of you.

Yan Kongshan doesn’t say anything, my hand starts shaking. vrEeKd

Were you really not supposed to pick out a special date? I thought if I brought it up on my birthday, he would forfeit and give way to me on account of the fact that it’s my day.

What a tragedy, to have your boyfriend unwilling to have sex with you because he thinks you’re too young. If I sent this inquiry anonymously online, I bet I’d become a trending topic. And what’s worse… hic! I still can’t stop hiccuping!

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Giving up, my spirits low, I decide to drop it. But then a slender, large hand reaches out to take the box.

“It’s the wrong size.” d7x1R2

Stunned, I look up. There’s not a hint of unwillingness on Yan Kongshan’s face as he tosses the box onto the coffee table and comes over to kiss me in one fluid motion. It’s just a kiss, but I can differentiate between this kiss and the others — it’s like he can’t control himself and wants to devour me.

When things heat up and escalate to the point of no return, I have just enough reasoning left to suggest, “Let’s go to bed… okay?”

He pauses, then removes his hands from underneath my shirt, as if just realising that the living room is not really appropriate for this kind of activity. Before I can get up, the world flips sideways and I’m up in his arms.

A startled shriek exits my throat, I hurry and clasp a hand over my mouth, afraid of waking Yan Wanqiu. wArFxD

“I told you, the sound insulation here is very good. Qiuqiu won’t wake,” he assures me, walking steadily up the stairs.

His strength is overpowering, carrying me into his bedroom just like that. And as it appears, he startled my hiccups into stopping finally.

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I wasn’t oblivious to this whole process, and I knew it wouldn’t necessarily be pleasurable from beginning to end. I even knew that it would probably be a little painful at the start. 9VHaY3

But I didn’t know it would hurt this much.

I feel like a piece of wood placed on a chopping board, split with an ax, until I’m torn apart right down the middle. Before this, I always thought I had a pretty good threshold for pain. I never even cried as a kid going to the hospital for injections.

I really overestimated myself.

The pain is “life-ending,” it’s not the kind of thing you can just ride through. I try my best to think of something else, except I end up trying to come up with what other thing in the world could possibly be as painful. I think of the time I accidentally hit my balls. The sudden, blinding pain of getting your balls hit compared with this punctilious, pure pain… but currently, I’m not in the mindset to ponder this problem and I can’t determine which one is worse. Except I would say getting my balls hit hurts a tiny bit less. b75dzO

I bear with it until my entire body is shaking, but then I can’t help but cry out for salvation. “Ah Shan, it hurts so much…”

The island is still warm in the mornings despite it being October. The nights are better, but it’s still around 27 to 28 degrees Celsius. Most people have stopped using their air conditioners and instead open the windows to let in the outdoor breeze.

But what Yan Kongshan and I are doing is not meant for open windows. We can only keep them shut, resulting in layers of sweat accumulating between our touching skin.

“Good boy, don’t cry.” Yan Kongshan brushes aside the hairs on my forehead and kisses me gently between my brows. pd0Fky

I want to tell him that I’m not crying, that the tears are just probably an instinctive reaction to the pain, but when I open my mouth, a cat-like moan of pain comes out.

Yan Kongshan continues to murmur softly to me, “It’ll be better soon, it’s okay.”

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Although I’ve only been a member of the male species for nineteen years total, I understand fully well that normally under these circumstances, none of what we say really holds any truth. I think he’s just bluffing and prepare for the worst — thoughts like, this kind of thing is just uncomfortable, all stories are just lies.

But gradually, Yan Kongshan seems to get the hang of things and I also seem to adjust to his presence. The discomfort fades, leaving behind the pleasure. vaU3sS

“Mian Mian…” He drops a few light kisses along my neck. A few times, I think he’s going to bite down, but in the end all he does is suck on the skin.

I’m complete weak against his dominance. I have no idea how to respond to it. Wrapped around him, his name comes out of my throat again and again, high-pitched and unmistakably perceptible.

He was telling the truth, the pleasure did quickly overtake the discomfort. And it’s an extreme sort of pleasure, addicting, intoxicating. There is no turning back — once you get a taste of meat, you don’t want to eat grass.

My mind is all empty save for this give and take between us. hnsqK7

My fingers graze down his back and I let out a soft cry, then I slowly unwrap my legs from his waist and completely collapse. Even though he claims that the walls here are thick, I’m still unable to scream out whenever I feel like it. When I can’t keep the sounds inside me, I bite into the back of my hand.

“I’m going to die…” Yan Kongshan collapses on top of me and buries his face into the crook of my neck.

I stroke him down the back, thinking I heard wrong. I should be the one saying that, shouldn’t I?

“I think I can’t stop. If I keep going, I’m going to drop dead on top of you.” As he speaks, he kisses my shoulder, his tone helpless, but with a degree of satisfaction, like a predator who has just eaten. r QugH

I can’t tell if this is a vent or a compliment, but as the other participant in this bount of mattress Olympics, I must say that I don’t hate him saying that.

To be honest, I find that I can’t stop either. At first, I thought it was because of my vitality as a result of my young age, but sex is a two-way street, and the magnetism pulling us towards each other is so strong, whether in bed or out. I guess this is what they call “chemistry.”

“We’ll make headline news on the island then.” The thought amuses me and I almost laugh out loud.

Yan Kongshan rubs his face against mine and says, in an almost beseeching tone, “There’s two more condoms. Let’s use them both.” PyRDXm

It’s hard enough for me to turn him down normally, let alone under these circumstances, when he asks like that.

“Okay.” I nod, my voice a low hum.

He lets out a low laugh, then straightens up and looks at me with heavy lids. Sweat covers his chest and neck. “Let’s change a position.” He pulls me up from the bed.

And that’s when I cry, really cry, to the point where I nearly suffer dehydration. d6 yHc

Even though there’s only two condoms left, one time for him is equivalent to multiple times for me; each time he leaves me completely flustered. And what’s more is he seems entranced by my helpless state and goes out of his way to send me there.

In the end, I don’t dare be greedy, afraid of completely killing myself. I just beg him to let it end soon. “Stop, I’m so tired…” I push him, trying to escape his grasp.

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With one movement, he grabs my hips and the two of us are even closer than ever. I crease my brows, the fingers grasping his shoulders spasming.

“Why must you do this,” I ask him pityingly, collapsing into his chest. My entire body is jello. I4QdKD

He clasps my hand in his, our fingers interlacing, and kisses each finger gently. “I noticed before that you blush easily. When you’re shy, when you’re excited, when you’re kissed. So I wanted to see whether you’d blush in bed.” The tip of his tongue licks my wrist. “Unexpectedly, you blush from head to toe.”

What kind of experiment is this?!

He stares at my wrist, desire brimming in his pupils. “You see, red again.” Where he licked me, faint hints of pink start appearing.

But it’s not just my wrist, it’s my entire body. I jerk my hand back, miffed at his sneakiness. He just holds onto me tighter and comes closer. Just before his mouth closes over mine, he spits out these words: “Too cute.” uocik1

I can’t fight him and succumb to his maneuvers yet again. As we kiss, I suddenly remember that once upon a time I wanted to experiment with kissing him, but it didn’t go anywhere, so the thought quickly dispersed from my mind.

With the addition of our brief intermission, our activities continue until four in the morning. After washing up, I’m so completely exhausted that I fall asleep the second my head hits the pillows.

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32 comments

  1. Oh what a nice surprise!

    As for the chapter’s content.. ⁄(⁄ ⁄·⁄ω⁄·⁄ ⁄)⁄ i’m too shy lolol i won’t say anything except thank you for the food 🙈😊

  2. i want to make a weird uhuhuhuhuhuhuhu again, but the room isn’t empty today 〒▽〒

    happy 19th birthday, mianmian!thanks for the chapter + NSFW! ♡

  3. This is so good!!

    Thank you so much for all the chapters~

    I’ve read all of this story so far in just 2 days. I’m so happy for these two, especially how far they’ve come <3

  4. When mian mian was trying to ask for the second gift I was so embarrassed till I was red ..ahhh and then I became red again during their activity,, it was so hot am still burning

    Now mian mian won’t feel left out with sun rui’s stories😜😜 and am happy for them …

    Thanks for the chapter ❤❤ and the NSFW

  5. Jiayou, Mian Mian…

    Thanks for the chapter as always! So sad it’s almost over

    😔😔

  6. Yoooooo 👀 Ah Shan just straight up eaten Mian Mian for 4 hours nagxjzhzjzhsbvz this kind of strenght really makes me 🥵 👁👄👁

  7. Happy Birthday! Happy Birthday! HAPPY Birthday! Congratulations! Congratulations! Congratulations! Important things must be said three times!