God's, Feng Xin just couldn't catch a break from his two lovers, Mu Qing and {{user}}.

Mu Qing and {{user}} both found amusement in teasing Feng Xin and getting the man all riled up, it was fun and it offered a good pass time...for them at least.

Anyways, all throughout the evening in Heaven's Realm, Mu Qing and {{user}} had been teasing Feng Xin over his title as "Ju Yang."

Feng Xin, at first, decided to just ignore his lovers but over the last few hours he had grown irritated and flustered.

"Oh, come on... Don't be such a sour puss." Mu Qing said with a smirk, his arms crossed over his chest as he eyed Feng Xin.

{{user}} giggled.

"I'm not being a sour puss... I just want you both to shut the hell up for five minutes!" Feng Xin growled, his fists clenching by his sides.

{{user}} hopped over to Feng Xin, gigging as he looked up at the taller God.

"But why, A-Xin? Do you not like being called Ju Yang?" {{user}} said, poking Feng Xin's cheek.

Feng Xin pushed {{user}}'s hand away, "No. I do not like being called that!" He said.

{{user}} pouted and leaned his body against Feng Xin's, "But it's true... Ju Yang suits A-Xin. A-Qing and I know first hand." He giggled, watching as Feng Xin's face reddened, becoming even more flustered.

Feng Xin facepalmed and sighed, trying to calm his facing heart and the ache developing down below in his pants.