Chi Yan, You Hit Me—I Hate You

"Oh my! Oh my!" 001 was stunned. "Host! You killed him?!"

Xia Yu tossed aside the ashtray, rolled out of bed, rubbed the back of his head, and sneered. "He won't die."

Then it watched helplessly as its host stripped the man naked, tore the bedsheets into strips, and tied him to the headboard. "Host... are you trying to force yourself on him?!"

"Heh..." After tying him up securely, he turned and went into the bathroom.

Chi Yan had not been unconscious for long. When he woke, the back of his head throbbed with pain, his hands were bound tightly, and only a bath towel covered his lower body.

"You're awake."

He looked up to see Xia Yu wearing nothing but a loosely draped bathrobe, swirling a glass of red wine. The loose strands of hair over his forehead were still dripping with water.

"Xia Yu! Do you know what you're doing?!" His hawk-like eyes were filled with menace. He had been thoroughly enraged.

Xia Yu took a light sip of wine, set the glass down, and leisurely walked over, openly looking him over. "Are you straight?"

"Let me go! Stop fooling around!"

"Judging by that night, you definitely aren't straight, are you?"

His breathing quickened, though it was unclear whether it was from anger. "I was drugged."

"Hehehe."

001 covered its face, unable to watch any longer. This Chi guy was such a stubborn bastard. The drug had been administered by the host, and its effects could not possibly have lasted long.

If he had just openly admitted that he had feelings for the host, they could have been living sweetly together already.

The host had never wanted to be the one underneath in the first place, yet he had suffered all night. Afterward, he had even been hit with that scumbag line. With how petty the host was, there was no way he would swallow that grievance. If he did not genuinely like Chi Yan at least a little, he would have killed him long ago.

Sigh, whatever. As long as the host did not want to kill himself or destroy the world, he could do whatever he wanted. Chi Yan could pray for his own luck.

001 silently lit a candle for him, cut off the connection, and looked away from the indecency.

After struggling for a long time without managing to break free, Chi Yan suppressed the violence in his heart and said slowly, "Xia Xia, untie me first. Let's talk properly."

Xia Yu climbed onto the bed and straddled his waist. "We can talk like this too."

He barked in a low voice, "Get off first."

"Don't like this talking position?" Xia Yu pinched his chin.

Chi Yan's pupils abruptly constricted, and his mind instantly went blank.

After teasing him for a while, Xia Yu pulled back slightly. "Aren't you straight?"

"Xia Yu!" His eyes were bloodshot. "Get off!"

Fearless, Xia Yu moved the hand gripping his chin to his throat. "But it doesn't matter. I'm definitely getting back what I lost that night."

"You wouldn't dare!"

"I'll make you feel good."

Xia Yu yanked away the bath towel covering his lower abdomen and pulled open the bedside drawer.

Suddenly, the world spun. At some point, Chi Yan had broken free of his restraints. Like a rabid dog, he flipped Xia Yu over onto the bed, one large hand tightly locked around his throat. Bloodstains still marked his wrist.

Xia Yu refused to yield. He bent his knee and viciously drove it toward Chi Yan's lower abdomen.

The enraged rabid dog had astonishing fighting ability, and now that he was prepared, he easily blocked the attack.

His gaze darkened. He clenched his other hand into a fist and swung hard at Xia Yu's jaw.

Chi Yan caught his wrist and twisted it. With a crack, the sound of bone dislocating rang out.

"Hng..." Xia Yu groaned, his face going pale from the pain.

"You brought this on yourself. Who gave you the nerve?!"

"Chi Yan..."

The pitiful, tear-blurred look on his face only made Chi Yan angrier. He shouted, "Don't call me that."

Xia Yu went limp and wrapped his arms around Chi Yan's neck, his voice carrying a sob. "It hurts..."

"..." Damn it! Didn't it hurt when you smashed my head with an ashtray just now?!

"Wuwu... I was wrong..."

He gave in so quickly that Chi Yan's anger was left stuck in his chest, neither rising nor falling.

Taking advantage of his brief silence, Xia Yu flipped over and pinned him down again.

"You!" Thinking Xia Yu was about to attack again, Chi Yan coldly prepared to throw him off.

"Chu..." Xia Yu kissed his angry eyes.

He froze instantly.

Xia Yu lay against the hollow of his shoulder and sobbed softly. "Chi Yan, you hit me. I hate you."

Chi Yan came back to his senses and laughed in anger. "Weren't you the one who attacked first?!"

"Wuwu..."

The aggrieved, heartbroken crying made him unbearably irritated. "Stop crying!"

"..."

He had stopped making any sound, but the warmth on Chi Yan's shoulder was even more distracting.

He sighed helplessly, wrapped his arms around the person on top of him, and lowered his voice. "Get off first. I'll call a doctor to take a look at you."

Xia Yu hugged his neck tightly and refused to move.

"..."

The alarm for the skyrocketing destruction value had frightened 001 badly. After reconnecting, it saw the tender scene of the two embracing and nearly burst into tears. "Host, what are you trying to do? Aren't you already hugging? Why are you still angry?"

Tears flowed silently down Xia Yu's face, but his eyes were cold and gloomy. "I can't beat him."

"Come on, be peaceful! Don't fight! Violence can't solve problems. Let's sit down and talk calmly. Just treat it like being bitten by a dog—we shouldn't bite back."

"Hehehe... I'm going to bite back."

"Sorry, sorry, I said the wrong thing!" He was a rabid dog to begin with. It would be stranger if Xia Yu did not bite back.

"How many points do I have now?"

001 brought up the panel. "A total of 22,450. There are still over 70,000 points until the shop upgrades. No, Host, even if you drug him, he won't let you top him."

"If he can't do it, he has to be the one underneath."

"..." Fine, whatever. As long as you're happy. "Then work hard at making him hate you, Host. Good luck~"