Chapter 19: The President Starts the Meal

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“But you know what I want, right…?”

Zhong Xiyuan ruffled his hair. “Alright, alright. I know you’re not doing it. No need to yell so loud.”

Shi Qiu shot him a glare. “You’re the one who started being a perv first.”

Zhong Xiyuan gave his hair another pat. Feeling it was dry enough, he put the hairdryer away.

“You won’t do this, you won’t do that, hmm?” Zhong Xiyuan bent down and pinched his soft, pale cheek, trying to look intimidating, but his good mood ruined the effect completely.

Shi Qiu reached up to bat his hand away.

“Take off your clothes,” Zhong Xiyuan suddenly said.

“Huh?” Shi Qiu stared at him blankly.

Zhong Xiyuan thought his slightly dazed, innocent look was rather pleasing to the eye. He reached out and pinched the zipper of Shi Qiu’s big fluffy white rabbit pajamas, pulling it down a little—only to have his wrist grabbed.

“What are you doing?” Shi Qiu frowned. The collar was pulled open just enough, and the pajamas were loose enough, that from where Zhong Xiyuan stood, he could see straight from Shi Qiu’s collarbones down to the faint outline of abs.

“Nothing else. Just a few kisses and touches, alright?” Zhong Xiyuan squeezed his fingers as he spoke.

Shi Qiu hesitated.

Zhong Xiyuan crouched down, tilting his head up to coax him. “Just kisses and touches. I’m not going to force you to do anything you don’t want.”

“And you’ll still need me in the future. You can’t just hold it in every time something comes up, right?” Zhong Xiyuan smiled, took his hand, and pressed it to his own face. “With your delicate little temper, could you really endure it?”

“Just let me kiss and touch you. I won’t do anything else…” Zhong Xiyuan lightly kissed his fingers, eyes looking up at him in a coaxing way.

Shi Qiu shrank his fingers back slightly, murmuring, “That doesn’t mean I have to take off my clothes.”

“Shy?” A faint smile flickered in Zhong Xiyuan’s eyes. Before Shi Qiu could flare up, he went and switched off the main light, leaving only the small lamp by the wall.

“There. Is that better?”

In the dim glow, the white rabbit pajamas stood out even more starkly.

Zhong Xiyuan scooped the big bunny onto the bed. Under Shi Qiu’s half-hearted resistance, he slowly unzipped the pajamas.

In this lighting, Shi Qiu’s pale, smooth skin almost seemed to glow. When Zhong Xiyuan saw he wasn’t wearing anything underneath, his brows lifted in pleasant surprise. “Going commando, huh?”

Shi Qiu’s face flushed all the way to his ears. He shot him a glare, about to curse him out, but Zhong Xiyuan quickly kissed the tip of his ear. “Commando’s perfect. I like it that way.”

Ready to eat straight from the bag.

He couldn’t resist, kissing from his ear all the way to his lips.

For someone whose hits packed such a punch, Shi Qiu’s lips were ridiculously soft. Even his tongue was soft.

They kissed for a long while before Zhong Xiyuan reluctantly let go, trailing kisses down along his jaw.

When his lips touched Shi Qiu’s neck, Shi Qiu swallowed instinctively, his Adam’s apple bobbing in Zhong Xiyuan’s line of sight. Before Zhong Xiyuan could leave a mark, Shi Qiu grabbed his hair.

“No marks,” Shi Qiu said lazily but firmly.

No room for negotiation. Zhong Xiyuan figured with Jiang Fengmian always sticking to Shi Qiu, a hickey would be noticed instantly.

Unhappy but unwilling to argue, he moved lower, nipping lightly, his tongue swirling, sucking in playful revenge.

“You bastard.” Shi Qiu smacked him on the butt. With Shi Qiu’s strength, even through pajamas it left a sharp sting and probably a red handprint.

The jolt of pleasure shot straight up Zhong Xiyuan’s spine. He stopped messing around and got to work in earnest, filling in all the blanks before moving lower again.

When faced with little Shi Qiu, the usual slyness in his fox-like eyes softened. He kissed the top of Shi Qiu’s head. “Hello there.”

Shi Qiu pushed at his chest with his foot, voice dripping with mock disgust and helplessness. “Drop dead, you perverted freak.”

Zhong Xiyuan happily accepted the insult and kept working hard.

He wasn’t exactly experienced, but he threw himself into it like a tool, putting in real effort. Shi Qiu let out a few airy sounds, clearly enjoying it.

Shi Qiu’s right hand brushed over his face, lingered at the side for a few seconds, then pressed gently against his Adam’s apple.

Zhong Xiyuan trembled hard, throat tight, but didn’t back away, almost masochistically holding his ground. Shi Qiu grabbed his hair and forced him to move back.

Too late. Zhong Xiyuan stared blankly at the smear on his glasses, felt it slide down his cheek, and instinctively caught some with his tongue.

Shi Qiu hissed softly and handed him a tissue. “Wipe it.”

Zhong Xiyuan took off his glasses, muttering as he wiped, “Such a waste. Would’ve been better if you gave it to me.”

Shi Qiu had still been basking in the afterglow, but those words sent a shiver through him. Unable to take it anymore, he pointed toward the bathroom. “Go clean yourself up.”

Zhong Xiyuan didn’t tease him further. He got up to wash.

Shi Qiu gave himself a quick wipe with a wet tissue, then flopped on the bed pretending to be dead.

When Zhong Xiyuan came back and saw him like that, he chuckled, leaned over, and let his eyes roam slowly over his body. His fingertips brushed over Shi Qiu’s skin, making him shiver.

“What are you doing?” Shi Qiu turned his head, annoyed.

Gross.

“Just checking the goods,” Zhong Xiyuan said with a grin.

Shi Qiu frowned. “You looking to get slapped again?”

Zhong Xiyuan’s eyes lit up. “Can I?”

Shi Qiu immediately leaned back. He couldn’t handle this perverted masochist.

“Keep it up and I’m leaving.” Shi Qiu grabbed his bunny pajamas, pouting as he threatened.

Hearing he might leave, Zhong Xiyuan sighed and explained, “Where did Lu Chengyan hurt you last time? Let me see.” After getting his fill, he could actually act like a normal human being.

As soon as he said it, he realized how pathetic he was. Shi Qiu was with Jiang Fengmian, and here he was, throwing himself into solving Shi Qiu’s problems. Lu Chengyan played him into the hospital, and he was the one feeling sorry for him.

Worse than a side piece.

Shi Qiu’s expression stiffened.

He hadn’t been injured. He’d just been too weak and overindulgent, and had fainted from the emotional strain. But how could he say that out loud?

His hesitation was obvious. Zhong Xiyuan gripped his shoulder. “What is it? Still embarrassed to say?”

“You’re already naked. Even if you don’t tell me, I can find out myself. What’s there to hide?”

“It’s not that…” Shi Qiu looked even more embarrassed.

When he batted Zhong Xiyuan’s hand away, Zhong Xiyuan caught sight of the scar on his left wrist. Even in the dim light, the jagged mark made him stop breathing for a second.

He grabbed Shi Qiu’s arm and pulled it closer to inspect.

Shi Qiu gave a token struggle, then let him be.

There was no way to hide a scar like this.

Zhong Xiyuan frowned, studying the stitches. The wound had already been unstitched, so it had to be from before he’d run into them at the hospital. But it still looked fresh, the pink new skin stark against the rest of him.

It reminded him of the time around finals, when Jiang Fengmian had suddenly left right before an exam.

“That happened when Jiang Fengmian skipped his exam?” Zhong Xiyuan asked.

“Yeah,” Shi Qiu said softly, head down.

For the first time, real anger flared in Zhong Xiyuan. He let go of Shi Qiu’s arm and gave a cold laugh. “This is what you told me was from a fall? You fell and ended up like this?”

Shi Qiu turned his head guiltily, saying nothing.

Seeing Zhong Xiyuan getting angrier, Shi Qiu quickly wrapped his arms around his and said, “It was my fault for being immature back then. I even made my brother miss his exam. Can you… can you…”

Looking down at him, all soft and pleading, Zhong Xiyuan felt his molars itch with irritation. He wanted to bite him to death.

How could someone be such a hopeless love brain?

You nearly died, and you’re worried about making Jiang Fengmian miss an exam?

“Alright.” Zhong Xiyuan’s smile turned sharp. He pinched Shi Qiu’s chin, fox eyes narrowing. “I can give up the award. But you know what I want in return, don’t you?”

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