Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me-Chapter 229 : Are You Genuinely Happy?

After the match concluded, the four players dragged their sweaty selves to the bathroom for some well-deserved baths.

Shen Jingwei opted for a quick shower.

Feng Jietang wanted to drown himself in a hot tub.

But Feng Jieyun and Shang Ruohai unexpectedly found themselves relaxing in the sauna room at the same time, with no one else to disturb them.

"What a coincidence," Shang Ruohai remarked. After winning the match, his mood was much better than usual.

"Heh."

Feng Jieyun took his seat right next to Shang Ruohai. He was pleased to see that Shang Ruohai didn’t move away in disgust. Perhaps there was simply no more room for him to retreat, or perhaps Shang Ruohai was being unexpectedly gracious.

Despite the hazy mist and dim lighting, Feng Jieyun could still appreciate the graceful lines of Shang Ruohai’s physique. As Shang Ruohai arched his back and let his head fall back, his slender neck and prominent collarbones came into sharp relief, highlighting the subtle play of muscles beneath his skin.

The rise and fall of Shang Ruohai’s sculpted chest made Feng Jieyun’s mouth water, his throat dry. He swallowed repeatedly, but he was still unable to resist the temptation to admire Shang Ruohai’s alluring body.

And Shang Ruohai, knowing exactly what was going through Feng Jieyun’s mind, was bold enough to run a hand across his own torso, ever so slowly, and let out a sweet moan.

Feng Jieyun imagined himself reaching out, tracing Shang Ruohai’s body with his own hands, pulling the seductive man onto his lap, pressing him down, and letting his mouth close around Shang Ruohai’s red peaks.

He was going to suck on the delicious cherry buds and nibbled on them repeatedly, until Shang Ruohai melted in his arms. And then, once Shang Ruohai was ready, he was going to pierce him with his meat blade, again and again, until Shang Ruohai’s cold exterior unraveled and he became his.

"Are you having some indecent thoughts about me, CEO Feng?"

That single question pulled Feng Jieyun out of his daydreams. He had to blink several times to adjust his perception of reality.

"So what if I do?" Feng Jieyun chuckled, not bothering to hide it from Shang Ruohai. "Is it not allowed?"

"Not in a sauna room, no," Shang Ruohai cocked his head to the side with a smile.

"It was also not allowed to provoke your opponent on the court but you did it anyway," Feng Jieyun pointed out. "You practically sabotaged Jietang."

Shang Ruohai laughed.

"It was a friendly match between four friends, not Wimbledon."

Feng Jieyun scoffed.

"The prize was comparable to Wimbledon’s," he remarked.

Shang Ruohai grinned.

"Aww. Are you angry at me?"

"Well, you got what you want. Do you even care if I am angry at you or not?" Feng Jieyun asked, lifting a brow at his opponent.

Shang Ruohai’s grin morphed into a genuine smile, one Feng Jieyun rarely received. In fact, Shang Ruohai had only given him sarcastic sneers for the past several years.

"Actually, I do," Shang Ruohai softly said. "Believe it or not, I am hoping to coax you during our nice dinner."

"What, dinner with the two kids? What are we? A big happy family?"

Shang Ruohai shrugged. He crossed his legs, allowing Feng Jieyun a clear view of his toned thighs.

"I booked two tables for two people each. If you don’t want to have dinner together, I won’t force you."

"..."

After saying what he had to say, Shang Ruohai rose to his feet. Slowly, he walked toward the sauna room entrance, intending to leave. But just after three steps, his towel unraveled slowly. It then fell completely and pooled at Shang Ruohai’s ankles.

It gave Feng Jieyun a chance to admire Shang Ruohai’s naked rear side.

Shang Ruohai had two plump flesh as buttocks, hanging above his slender legs like two ripe fruits with a lot of juice, ready to be consumed.

"Oops."

One tantalizing glimpse, and the dream was over. Just like a mirage blown away by a gust of harsh desert wind.

Feng Jieyun scowled.

Shang Ruohai wrapped the towel around his waist and turned around with a smirk across his lips.

"Are you coming out soon? Otherwise, the steam is going to get to your head."

"...."

It already did.

Feng Jieyun laughed to himself.

"Save the spot at your table for me," he said. "I will come out after a bit."

After he took a long, icy cold shower to calm down.

Shen Jingwei was the first one to come out of the bathroom area, followed by Feng Jietang.

Feng Jietang glanced at Shen Jingwei one time and his heart immediately shattered to pieces.

"Little Shen, why?" he asked in disbelief. "Are you really proposing to him? That guy hurt you just recently! He is not the right one for you!"

"Those are no engagement rings!" Shen Jingwei blurted out. "Just a pair of couple rings, a birthday present, nothing more!"

"..."

Feng Jietang stared at Shen Jingwei.

"Are you telling me that Shang Ruohai deceived me...?"

"I tried to tell you that that wasn’t the case," Shen Jingwei pointed out. "I kept saying ’no’, but you ignored me."

Struck by the cold, hard truth following a defeat on the court, Feng Jietang’s mental fortitude collapsed and he slumped on a stone bench.

"I can’t believe it," he mumbled. "Shang Ruohai, that evil menace!"

He shook his fist angrily at the sky.

"I am going to have my revenge one day, just you wait, Shang Ruohai!!!"

"I am so sorry," Shen Jingwei said as he took his seat next to Feng Jietang. "I don’t even know what Senior Shang wants. Look, if there’s anything I can do to help..."

Feng Jietang groaned. He held his head in both hands.

"There’s nothing you can do," he said in a gruff voice. "Honestly, the result was set in stone. I don’t know why we bothered to drag ourselves through the match."

"I am really sorry..."

Feng Jietang howled into his hands. It was his own fault for getting distracted. And speaking about the matter that distracted him for several days now...

"Little Shen," he called out after a while.

"Yes...?"

"Are you genuinely happy in a relationship with Yan Renzhong...?" Feng Jietang continued after lowering his hands from his face and looking straight into Shen Jingwei’s eyes.

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