Honey, my back hurts

The man pressed tightly against his back.

The warm breath spilling from his mouth curled around the nape of Xu Chao's neck, and instantly, every soft inch of his body went rigid.

Slowly, slowly, slowly, he turned his head.

The first thing he saw was the man's cool-pale, bony fingers, gently stroking his nape as though a little pressure would be enough to snap his neck.

Slowly, slowly, slowly, he turned back again.

While there's still time, run!

But the next second, cold, rough fingers clamped around his nape. Numbness shot down his noble, unyielding spine and swept through his body, forcing his little face up to meet the man's eyes.

The man had cool-pale skin, sharp, defined angles, and exquisitely handsome features. At first glance, he looked refined and attractive, but his presence was cold and brooding.

Those two utterly opposing qualities of appearance and bearing mingled together, making him all the more dangerous, with an air of repressed madness.

But wait, this face looks so much like the leading man in my wet dreams!

Those sexy lips, that straight nose, that prominent Adam's apple...

Could this be a wet dream, not a transmigration into a novel, just with more plot this time? Public exhibitionism play?

Th-this isn't really appropriate, is it?

Xu Chao felt a little shy, but his little head overruled his big one. He stared at the man with fiery enthusiasm, his upturned lips spreading to reveal a mouthful of little white teeth.

"Hi, baby!"

The man raised his brows slightly. His narrow, icy black eyes almost curved, making him look somewhat gentle. "Baby? That's a new one."

His voice was cold and magnetic.

It sent such a delicious shiver through Xu Chao that his tailbone trembled.

Then he jolted back to his senses. Flirting with a powerful madman in public-did he have a death wish?!

Xu Chao's mind raced, and he switched into pitiful-little-thing mode in a second.

"Boss, I was wrong. You're too magnanimous to hold this against a nobody like me. Could you let me off this once?"

The young man bit his lip, his eyes brimming with tears, looking both pitiful and adorable.

The gloomy, icy man finally deigned to lift the corners of his mouth a fraction. Slowly, he delivered his heartless answer. "No."

Xu Chao's heart lurched. He smacked himself on the mouth and whimpered, "It's all this mouth's fault! It's worth even less than my life! Sugar daddy, I was wrong. I really, really was!"

Even a man as cold as him couldn't keep a straight face at that moment. His expression cracked slightly. "You like playing this way."

Xu Chao was exceptionally obedient. "As long as you like it, boss, you can play with me however you want."

At those words, Fu Sichen suddenly smiled. His black eyes curved, looking a little sinister and very intrigued.

Xu Chao smiled sweetly along with him. Considering how sincerely I've apologized and how obedient I'm being, he won't snap my neck now, right?

But this was not what Shen Xinbai wanted to see.

He narrowed his eyes and stepped forward to speak.

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. Chaochao was only joking with us earlier. He wasn't really asking us to lie under the bed and listen live. Please don't misunderstand."

Those words seemed to be helping Xu Chao out.

But in reality, they brought up the fabricated sexual rumors again.

He's trying to get me killed!

Xu Chao's little face grew as long as a donkey's. Fuming, he opened his mouth to let loose, but Fu Sichen's cold, oppressive voice rang out first.

"I have no interest in performing sex in front of the living. The dead, however, don't matter."

Did that mean he was going to kill them all?!

Everyone shuddered and fell utterly silent.

Xu Chao was even more terrified, because he was the one who had suggested performing sex. His quiet voice trembled. "This humble subject concurs."

Fu Sichen's gaze passed over him and settled on Shen Xinbai. His low, husky voice carried an icy murderous intent. "And in what capacity are you apologizing on my wife's behalf?"

Wife?

Fu Sichen actually called Xu Chao his wife!

Shen Xinbai had no time to be afraid. He hurriedly said, "Chaochao, didn't you say your marriage to Young Master Fu was fake?"

"Whose marriage is fake? My love for my husband is real. Real love, do you understand?" Xu Chao clenched his little fists. "Oh, you don't. Otherwise, you wouldn't keep trying to drive a wedge between us."

"I'm not. I just know you drugged the wrong person that day, which was why you ended up sleeping with Young Master Fu. You don't like him. Since that's the case, get divorced."

Xu Chao's fists tightened. "I've seen people dispense justice on heaven's behalf, but never divorce on someone else's behalf. I'll say this one last time: what happens between my husband and me is none of your business. Shut your fucking mouth, damn it!"

The gloomy murderous intent radiating from Fu Sichen vanished instantly at the words "my husband."

Completely unaware, Xu Chao kept firing away.

"You keep insisting I drugged the wrong person and slept with the boss by mistake. Were you the one plotting against me behind the scenes?"

Shen Xinbai's expression shifted slightly. "Of course not. Everyone knows the one you love is Lou Jun. Chaochao, get divorced and bravely pursue your true love!"

At those words.

Admiration appeared in the eyes of the several scene kids.

After all, the person Xu Chao liked was Lou Jun!

Shen Xinbai was gently encouraging his romantic rival to pursue his boyfriend. How magnanimous!

Xu Chao glanced around at everyone. "Uh, the fake-innocent bitch act is practically stinking up the sky, and you guys still admire him?"

The rainbow-haired scene kids: "..." This made them look so stupid.

Xu Chao rolled his eyes elegantly and launched straight into him. "You're a saint, you're generous, you're here to save all living beings, begging me to get divorced and pursue your boyfriend. I'll have a huge banner made to praise you one of these days."

Shen Xinbai hurriedly said, "I just think love is pure and sacred, and you should never lie to your own heart. The one you like is Lou Jun, not Fu Sichen-"

Suddenly, a furious shout rang out.

A dagger gleaming with cold light plunged straight into the wine bottle in front of Shen Xinbai. The next second, the bottle shattered with a crack, and bright red liquid burst out.

His pure white shirt was stained with blotches of blood-red.

He screamed in fright and fell clumsily to the floor.

Fu Sichen's smile was gentle and murderous. "I didn't catch that. Say it again."

Looking at Shen Xinbai slumped beside his legs, Lou Jun was forced to speak. "Young Master Fu, I'm sorry. Xinbai, he..."

Fu Sichen's voice was unhurried. "Shut up. You don't get to speak here."

Lou Jun clenched his teeth, humiliation in his eyes, yet he didn't have the nerve to say another word.

Shen Xinbai stared blankly at Fu Sichen, his heart pounding. Dangerous and powerful men held a fatal attraction for him.

Xu Chao, who had been all claws and teeth a moment ago, quieted down too. Even in safety, one had to watch for danger. Will I be the next thing smashed open and bleeding?

Panic hit, and his acting skills exploded.

Xu Chao lightly touched his forehead and leaned limply toward the man, calling out in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Honey, Chaochao's head hurts so much~"

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes.

Caught off guard by the man's dark, fathomless gaze, Xu Chao's slightly exaggerated, cutesy voice faltered. He continued in a tiny voice, "My back hurts too. I can barely stand. Honey, you won't blame me, will you?"

Though his words were intimate and suggestive, he still deliberately kept a little safe distance between their bodies.

Fu Sichen suddenly reached around the young man's lower back and locked him tightly in his arms, with so much force that he seemed intent on embedding him in his own flesh and bones.

His thin lips parted, his voice low and suggestive, like a lover's gentle coaxing and a demon's whisper.

"Of course not."

"Don't be afraid. Your husband will be gentler tonight."