That Costs Extra

"Who held you?"

In his original world, he had never had a single relative growing up, nor a single friend, much less someone he could kiss and cuddle!

But wait, perhaps there really had been someone!

In every hazy, intimate dream, they held each other close.

In an instant, his fair cheeks flushed red, his raven-feather lashes fluttering as he guiltily buried his little head.

But the next second, the man pinched his chin and forced him to meet his gaze. "Chaochao?"

Xu Chao's little body trembled twice. Thinking about his erotic dream partner in his current husband's arms-he really must have had a death wish!

He corrected his mistakes as soon as he recognized them. Xu Chao immediately abandoned his dream partner and launched into his thousand-layered repertoire of shameless flattery.

"Who else could there be? In all my life, you're the only person who's ever held me, hubby."

"I only said that because I was embarrassed and wanted to save face, but you deliberately exposed me. Bad hubby."

Fu Sichen chuckled, satisfaction coloring his deep, magnetic voice. "So now you're blaming your husband?"

Xu Chao blinked and said with unparalleled, shameless devotion, "Never! Chaochao likes hubby most, most, most in the whole world! From now on, I'll be a good little furnace and never let you feel even a trace of cold."

Fu Sichen finally took the bait, the corners of his mouth lifting. Immersed in tender affection, he enjoyed a rare peaceful sleep.

Xu Chao, too, sank into the tender embrace that could undo a hero, blissful as an immortal.

"Chaochao."

"Wifey."

"Baby."

"Do you want your husband?"

The man's deep, magnetic voice called out those endearments that belonged to the two of them alone, one after another. Xu Chao floated up into the clouds, dazedly answering that he did.

As he rose and fell, he made out that incomparably handsome face. Beyond pleasure and longing, what he felt even more was guilt, excitement, and terror.

"Be good, baby. Call me hubby."

The man's sexy, seductive voice sounded beside his ear.

Xu Chao was both pleasured and terrified, and abruptly startled awake.

He opened his eyes to a dim, misty white, breathing in soft pants, still unable to quite process things.

At that moment, the man woke as well and asked, "Chaochao, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Xu Chao answered instinctively, only to freeze all over when he raised his eyes and clearly saw the man's cold, sharply defined face.

Holy crap, my erotic dream partner followed me into reality!

Wait, no, this is my husband!

The man before him looked exactly like the person he had been tangled up with in his dream, without the slightest difference in bearing, as though they were one and the same.

He had defiled Fu Sichen in his dream!

As that realization entered his mind, a shudder ran through Xu Chao. He instinctively tried to turn over and curl up, but the moment he moved, he realized something was wrong!

He-he-he-he-he'd had a wet dream!

That term, laden with youth, innocence, and filth, began wildly assaulting his brain. Xu Chao's vision went black, and he wanted to pass out.

Seriously, wasn't this something only horny adolescent boys with too much energy and nowhere to spend it did?

But me? Though this body has only just turned twenty, my mental age is practically retirement age! What the hell am I still having wet dreams for?

The blank, stunned look on Xu Chao's face was so obvious that Fu Sichen naturally could not overlook it. His brows drew even tighter. "Chaochao, what exactly happened?"

Xu Chao came back to his senses, utterly unable to face Fu Sichen.

Boohoo, I'd have been better off just meeting my erotic dream partner. Though that came with the immoral feeling of cheating, it was still better than the near-death feeling of fantasizing about a yandere big shot!

Xu Chao kept shrinking his little head farther inside, his voice muffled. "Nothing. Uh, go back to sleep. Don't mind me."

How could Fu Sichen possibly stop worrying?

But the sleeping bag was cramped, making it difficult to check the young man's physical condition, so he reached out to lift him out.

Xu Chao panicked, clamping his legs tightly around the blanket. "No, no, I'm not coming out!"

But despite his verbal refusal, the man had already pulled him halfway out.

Everything was laid bare.

Fu Sichen's dark eyes fixed on that spot. He froze for a full two seconds before delight spread through his eyes, brows, and the corners of his lips. "So that's it."

Xu Chao's mind was filled with nothing but, He saw it, he saw it, Fu Sichen saw everything!

His hand shot out, nervously covering the man's mouth. "Don't say it, don't say it, don't say it!"

Fu Sichen's eyes curved as he gathered the bashful young man into his arms, his voice doting and indulgent. "All right. Whatever you say. I won't say anything."

Fine, he wasn't saying anything, but he'd seen everything!

Thinking about it that way, there wasn't much difference whether he said it or not!

Finally, after going through embarrassment, avoidance, collapse, and a complete breakdown of his defenses, Xu Chao finally gave, gave, gave-gave up all pretense!

"Whatever, whatever! We're both men. What's there we can't talk about? It's just a wet dream! I've done nothing wrong, and there's nothing I can't admit. If you want to laugh, go ahead and laugh all you like! Hmph, hmph, hmph!"

"This only proves that Chaochao is a normal man. And I'm the same."

Xu Chao keenly caught the key word. The same? The same how?

The man leaned close, pressing his thin lips to Xu Chao's ear, and softly breathed out two words: "I'm hard."

In an instant, every inch of his skin, inside and out, turned scarlet and burned!

Trembling, Xu Chao glanced down...

Immediately, he went rigid, at a complete loss.

"O-okay, that does seem to be a normal male reaction. Then please take care of it yourself. I won't disturb you. I'll get as far away as possible right now..."

Before he could finish that stumbling speech, the fleeing little husband was pulled tightly into the man's arms, his sexy, low voice seductively bewitching.

"Wifey, you have to take responsibility for this."

Somehow, hearing that made Xu Chao picture himself as a pure, innocent white lotus that had fallen into a villain's clutches. In a moment of madness, he replied with righteous solemnity.

"No! That costs extra!"