"Hey! Mister!"

Owen stood with his hands in his pockets, firmly blocking the entrance of the alley.

He looked at the prey who willingly walked into the trap, wondering what the man's intention was in choosing the alleyway.

(...)

Hua Long stared at the empty alley, devoid of any people, and helplessly glanced at the young person blocking the entrance of the alley.

"Uncle, I see it."

Owen smiled as he looked at the man, his hand tightly clenching in his pocket. There was a teasing glint in his eyes as he asked, "Sir, would you mind playing with me?"

"I mind."

Hua Long glanced up and down at Owen, the young man who had bumped into him on the dance floor just now.

Uncle, just a moment ago you were obviously so hungry and eager, why did you suddenly turn around and pretend like nothing happened?

Hua Long seemed to be moved by Owen's words and gave him a strange look. "I'm not one of you."

"Huh?"

Owen tilted his head disapprovingly. Most of the people who joined the circle initially did so not of their own accord, but were brought in by others.

Owen felt a sadistic desire from the expression of the uncle, so he was very interested in Hualong. He was eager to exploit a newcomer for fun. "Are you really not considering it? I'm really good at this, you know."

Hua Long glanced at the hand that Owen kept in his pocket and casually said, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Owen noticed the gaze of Hualong, and combined with Hualong's previous intoxicated expression when he knelt down to kiss Gu Lang's fingers, it became clear to him. Owen laughed and said, "It's not what you think."

Owen smiled without speaking, step by step approaching Hualong standing in the alley. Hualong frequently checked his phone. He had fallen into a trap by turning in here, as the positioning system was not working properly. Clearly, this place should be a main road. Now, all he could do was pray that Lanlan would find him soon.

Hua Long noticed Owen approaching him ever so slightly, which made him a bit anxious. According to reason, he shouldn't be so afraid of a seemingly frail young man who appeared to be easily defeated. But there was an air of dominance emanating from Owen that was leaving him breathless.

"Uncle..."

Owen curled his lips into a smile and took his hand out of his pocket. He lightly tapped his temple with two fingers, as if expressing helplessness towards Hualong's unspoken thoughts.

Hua Long saw Owen take his hand out of his pocket, and in the moonlight's radiance, he saw a slender and fair hand.

Hua Long's Adam's apple twitched as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

That was not at all inferior to Gu Lang's own attractiveness to him, and the desire in Hua Long's eyes was unconvincing.

Owen keenly caught the Flower Dragon's gaze being firmly captivated by his fingertips.

Yes, that's exactly how it is.

"Uncle, when you lead me into the alley, are you not implying something?"

"I've accepted and come along, so why do we still have to play these games?"

Owen slowly approached Hua Long, cornering him, and placed one hand against Hua Long's side. His hand, as beautiful as Gu Lang's, was just within reach. For someone like Hua Long, who has a hand fetish, it was nothing short of torture.

"If you like, I can also fulfill your desires..."

Owen ambiguously wrapped his arms around Hualong's waist, forcefully pulling him closer, and their lower bodies pressed tightly against each other, with no gap between them.

As Owen's young body approached Hualong, Hualong immediately reacted by pushing him away. Hualong himself had a deep conviction and, even though he had such a hobby himself, he had never been involved in that circle before.

Because he knew that there was not much cleanliness in that circle, where it was common for one master to have multiple slaves. He only wanted to find the person he approved of.

Owen couldn't care less how beautiful his hands were.