The Essential Substitute Chapter 6

I practice yoga in my apartment breathlessly on weekends. I am now experiencing a midlife crisis. My physical strength is no longer what it was when I was in my thirties. My physical condition is like a parabola, and I can feel it declining every year.

I used to be able to drink a lot without getting drunk, but now I can’t hold out even after a few hours, not to mention S3x, which only takes about ten minutes including foreplay.

Going to the gym is not enough. Taking medicine and drinking soup to replenish yourself still makes you feel like you have too much calories. You are afraid that fat will accumulate and you will turn into Spider-Man, with thin arms and legs and a big belly.

It is said that yoga can make muscles more toned, increase physical strength, and prevent heart disease and depression. Of course, such a treasure must be practiced.

It's a pity that I'm a grown man, but my muscles and bones are stiff. Stretching feels like climbing a mountain. I freeze halfway through and almost get a cramp.

I was practicing camel pose when I heard the door open. I was kneeling there, holding my ankles with my hands, my body arched, my B*tt facing forward, and I was struggling desperately to straighten my back.

"Huh?" The man seemed startled. "What are you doing?"

It's Samuel Ke, he has the key to my place. Brian Lu wants me to raise him as my godson, to be close to him without any grudges, so I have to spend most of the day with him.

"Oh..." I was disturbed and had no strength to move. I was in a mess. I flailed my limbs for a long time before I could get free and climb up. "I'm, uh, cleaning the floor."

Samuel Ke grinned, showing a row of neat white teeth. He was still wearing a sports jacket, his hair was a little wet, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was holding a bag. It looked like he was playing basketball again. It's good for young people to love sports. The lines of his shoulders are so beautiful.

"By the way, this is for you."

"What?" I took out the box that smelled of meat and opened it. Inside was a golden roasted lamb leg.

"I thought you would enjoy it."

"oh..."

"The mutton here is really good. A lot of people buy it. People without abdominal muscles can't get it."

It seems that we have a good relationship now. Kolo is very friendly to me. He often brings me things and helps me sweep the room and organize the shelves.

I don’t know if it’s because he is always kind to people around him, or because I am his elder, or because he feels guilty towards me.

However, I don’t care what the specific reason is for him to be considerate to me. At least, being considerate is a fact, and I have no reason to blame his kindness.

"Are you ready for the cocktail party tonight? Uncle Lu asked me to pick you up."

These days, Colo still drives me in and out. I lent my new car to a guy from the film school who I had a one-night stand with two days ago, but the boy was too ostentatious and got hit as soon as he drove out. It is currently being repaired.

"I won't go."

"Huh? Why?"

"Um...I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach..."

The truth is, the architect I slept with the previous night was also on the guest list. The time with him was really boring, worse than if I had done it myself. I could hear the door of the apartment next door opening and closing while I was working hard, and I even had time to think about which restaurant to go to for a vegetarian lunch tomorrow.

After such a bad experience, both of them will be embarrassed when they meet again.

Kolo hesitated to say something about my laziness, but finally said politely: "Well, then you should have a good rest."

To me, resting doesn't mean lying alone in bed. It means at least two people.

In the evening, I dressed up and went to a nearby bar. In fact, the drinks here were expensive and bad, but the waiters were very handsome. I noticed it when I came here last week.

This time I noticed that I was not the only one who had that thought. Since the wine was so bad, the people sitting in the bar were naturally not interested in the wine, but in catching the beautiful boy, so a fierce battle was inevitable.

I sat there drinking for three hours straight, but I still couldn't deal with the man who had his eyes on the same handsome waiter as me. My stomach was already full of garbage.

A little uncomfortable.

Seeing that my opponent’s face was turning red and green from drinking and he was about to vomit but was still holding on, I knew I wouldn’t be able to win tonight.

Enough is enough, I plan to check out and leave. I have always been very clear-headed, no matter how beautiful a boy is, it is not worth risking my life for.

Unfortunately, when I fumbled for my wallet, I realized that I was not sober enough. I actually forgot such an important thing in the apartment, along with the door key.

Asking Samuel Ke for help was of course the worst option, but there was no better option, so I had to bite the bullet and make the call.

When Samuel Ke came in, his face was indeed not looking good, which made me angry at my habit of lying. Fortunately, I could take advantage of my age and brazenly say, "Wine can warm the stomach, so come and have some."

"It warms your stomach." He snorted, took out the money to pay the bill, and then pulled me, "Let's go back, be careful with your steps."

I saw him walking in front of me. Damn, I like to see his waist wrapped in a shirt, the flexible and strong lines of a teenager. He has inherited his father's genes, with a very good body proportion, long and straight legs, which makes people fall in love with him without any modification. It's a pity that he is not mine.

When I got into the car, I insisted on sitting in the passenger seat and refused to lie down in the back. Samuel Ke couldn't do anything about me as his elder, and seeing that I couldn't fasten my seat belt for a long time, he leaned over to help me fasten it.

His hair brushed against my mouth, and I could smell the very pleasant scent of him. I didn't know why I couldn't help but smile.

"What's wrong?"

"No, I was thinking that waiter had a really S3xy a**, didn't you notice?"

Samuel Ke couldn't stand my disrespect for the elderly and looked at me.

"I think you'd better be more careful," he said, choosing his words politely. "Several people were looking for you at the party today. Did you even ask the new accountant... It would be inconvenient if you have too many connections."

"It's not that complicated," I waved my hands vigorously, "Relationships between men are the simplest. There's only one thing you need to pay attention to, and that's it," I was a little tipsy, smiled and leaned close to his ear, lowering my voice, "Remember to use a C*nd0m."

Kolo frowned and looked at me disapprovingly.

I was smiling playfully, and somehow, I kept leaning towards him. I really wanted to K!ss him.

No matter how handsome or handsome those men are, combined, they are still not as handsome as him.

Samuel Ke was harassed by him and couldn't really push me out of the car, so he could only say: "I'm driving."

"Oh?" I smiled like a pervert, "Then can I just stop driving later?"

He frowned slightly and glanced at me sideways again.

I laughed out loud in a smug manner, of course I couldn't do that.

But I'm not a gentleman, and I don't care about moral integrity. When we got upstairs, Kolo took out his key to open the door, and I pretended to be drunk and pressed my whole body on him.

"Chris Mo, you've drunk too much." He half carried me and half dragged me to the bed, "Have a good sDavidp first."

Since I'm drunk, you don't have to mind me if I do something out of the ordinary, right?

I acted decisively, took advantage of the alcohol, hugged him and pushed him onto the bed like a wolf.

He responded immediately and used force with his hands, but he was trying to push me away.

BullSh!t! We used to have a passionate relationship. He would put his lips on mine without me having to lean over to him. We would K!ss each other in bed for fun and we wouldn't get tired of each other even after a whole morning. But now he's turned his face away from me, as if I was offending him by touching him, as if nothing had happened between us.

I felt a little disappointed for a moment, but soon I calmed down.

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I tossed and turned until late at night, and naturally changed several positions, and I almost rolled over.

The bed went down and the sheets were completely ruined.

Only two people without any feelings for each other can be so open-minded.

If love is made, then after such an intense night of S3x, there should at least be some by-product such as "love".

I heard the noise and secretly opened one eye.

Samuel Ke walked in and saw that I had kicked the quilt away and was lying there naked. His face turned red and he immediately turned away.

I smiled. It would be strange if I could love someone.

"Are you awake?"

I said "hmm", opened my eyes calmly, and watched him put the clothes next to me.

"Well, take a shower and come over for breakfast."

Damn it, I’ve touched it and done it, why are you still blushing?

I limped into the bathroom, cursing as I washed myself, thinking about how when I was in a good mood I always helped bathe the little boys after they stayed overnight, because most of them were sore and weak and it was inconvenient, so I felt that Samuel Ke was really a piece of Sh!t.

Sitting at the dining table, all I could see were two bowls of porridge, a plate of roasted dried cod, a plate of poached eggs, and some spicy cabbage. I've been eating out these days, so I didn't put anything in the refrigerator to prevent bacteria. There were only eggs and a few cans of food, which was really shabby.

I was tormented all night and ejaculated so many times. Now I was almost numb below the waist, feeling listless and my eyes were unfocused. I drank the porridge without any taste and ate the kimchi in front of me.

"I fried some eggs, and one of them had a double yolk."

"oh..."

It's not a good feeling to be so ambitious to R@p3 someone and end up like this. I didn't have the energy or the mood to talk, I just thought about how I had said something harsh, saying I guarantee you will regret it later.

I don't know what I can do to make this heartless kid regret it.

"Have this." Kolo handed me a piece of roasted cod and put the double-yolk poached egg on the plate in front of me.

I smiled. His compensation was childish, and I didn't need it at all.

"Another bowl of porridge please." Samuel Ke stood up again, took my bowl, and served me porridge naturally. It was windy in the morning, the air was fresh, and the curtains fluttered slightly behind him, setting off his gentle and young face.

Two people like this, after waking up, would eat a simple breakfast together facing each other. He served me porridge while I sat and waited.

I had a slight illusion for a moment, but then I came to my senses, smiled and shook my head.

Just to see him stand up and serve the porridge, I ate four bowls in total.