7.8 Rule Number One

Moshe tightened his hold around Lu Yizhou's neck, drawing out a choked gasp from the latter. 

"You don't get to tell me what to do, grumpy boy." For a split second, Lu Yizhou thought that Moshe would truly snap his head off but then, the pressure around his neck lightened and Moshe offered him a beguiling smile as if he didn't make Lu Yizhou's life flash in front of his eyes just a few seconds ago. "Understand?"

Lu Yizhou coughed, half amused but mostly aroused. "Yes."

Until when would his lover continue to surprise him with different sides of him? Lu Yizhou couldn't wait to find out.

That brought the important matter to the forefront of his mind. Moshe… had just evaded his question, hadn't he? Hmm, Lu Yizhou thought again, eyes following Moshe as the man stepped backward to grab a jug of water from the nightstand, poured it into a small cup before bringing it to Lu Yizhou's mouth.