After Owen finished speaking, the man quickly fled. This scene made Gulang suspicious. He knew exactly who Owen was. Both of them had graduated from the same school and had a superior-subordinate relationship.

During school, there were many rumors circulating about Owen hosting sex parties in his own villa, all of which were BDSM parties.

Although Owen may appear thin, he is one of those delicate boys in the student group. He has quite a large harem, as Gu Lang knows.

Originally, Gu Lang shouldn't have been involved in this matter, but...

Gu Lang glanced at the man who had been hanging his head, looking extremely weak. He couldn't help but think, how could he be so spirited earlier in the morning, teasing himself, only to become wilted in Owen's hands?

Gu Lang scanned the trembling legs of the man with disdain. Owen provocatively stared at Gu Lang and said, "What's the matter? Senior Gu, this isn't a school, so you can't control everything here, right?"

"I'm not happy about it."

Gu Lang said indifferently, Owen shook off Gu Lang's hand and said, "How do you know he's not willing? Haven't you seen how happy Uncle is? Don't you know Uncle likes this kind of tone?"

After finishing his words, Owen grabbed the man's chin and forced him to raise his head for Gu Lang to inspect.

Indeed, just as Owen had said, when Flower Dragon felt those hands touching her chin, she experienced intense pleasure that caused her whole body to tremble and shiver. The ecstasy she gained from it was almost overwhelming her soul.

Bathing in the moonlight, Gu Lang saw a flush of excitement on the man's face, making him feel that his actions were indeed unnecessary.

What a waste of time, shouldn't have come.

Gu Lang's face turned cold, and without saying a word, he turned around and prepared to leave the alley.

"Ugh... Gu Lang..."

Hua Long, upon seeing Gu Lang hear Owen's words, turned around and wanted to leave. His heart panicked, he let out a weak plea towards Gu Lang's cold back.

Hua Long exerted all his strength to push Owen away, his steps became chaotic as he approached the owner of the cold fragrance. He reached out and grabbed Gu Lang's sleeve, then knelt down with a thud.

"Hey! Uncle!"

Owen frowned displeasingly as the uncle unexpectedly broke free and knelt before another man. Subconsciously, Owen had already regarded the uncle as his possession, particularly kneeling before someone else, which severely hurt his sense of dignity as a master.

Owen felt extremely unhappy, so his actions naturally became rougher. He bent down and forcefully grabbed the man's hair, making him raise his head against his will.

Gu Lang heard the sound and turned his head to see this scene. The man was humiliated, his hair pulled as he looked up. Those beautiful phoenix-like eyes were filled with a helpless shimmer as they looked at him.

Hua Long held onto Gu Lang's sleeve and refused to let go. Seeing that Gu Lang remained unmoved, Hua Long became somewhat disheartened. He closed his eyes, never expecting to meet such a fate today.

He could only silently pray, hoping that Lin Lan would arrive faster,

to be able to rescue him before he completely lost the battle.

"Let go," Gu Lang's voice was exceedingly cold and indifferent.

Hua Long heard it and trembled all over, finally releasing the one who listened obediently.

Owen, seeing Hualong give up resistance, also spoke up to distance himself from the situation. He was pleased to see things turning out this way.

Gu Lang saw Hua Long let go, furrowed his brows, and added, "Owen, let him go."

"What?"

Owen looked bewildered. Was their senior Gu, who always acted superior, now meddling in their affairs?

And Gu Lang couldn't be bothered to say another word, his lips pursed as he gazed at Owen with his dark, indifferent eyes.

Hualong opened his eyes and looked at the two people facing each other in front of him. Without hesitation, he reached out and grabbed onto Gu Lang, who was offering him a helping hand. Proactively, he pressed his flushed and hot cheek against Gu Lang's cool fingertips.

Ah, the male god's hand feels so comfortable.