Xu Chao stretched out his arms as well, wrapping them tightly around the man's lean, powerful waist.
Not long ago, he had wrapped his legs around that same firm waist.
Wait, where was his mind going?
Xu Chao coughed twice awkwardly.
Fu Sichen immediately asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Xu Chao's eyes darted guiltily. "Nothing. What could possibly be wrong with me? I'm in great shape, and everything tastes good."
Seeing Xu Chao return to his usual relaxed self, Fu Sichen's lips curled into an indulgent smile.
Xu Chao made a small sound, his words utterly disdainful even as his eyes brimmed with laughter.
"What's with that look?"
"It's the look of someone who loves you."
Xu Chao's eyes instantly widened as he stared at the man before him. "Y-you-you haven't been possessed by a transmigrating soul, have you?!"
Had those cheesy words really come from the cool, aloof Fu Sichen, who spoke so little and so coldly?
Xu Chao could not believe it.
Somewhat helplessly, Fu Sichen assured him, "No. It's me."
Xu Chao wrinkled his nose. "But you're being so cheesy."
Fu Sichen curved his lips, his dark, deep-set eyes fixed unblinkingly on him. "I just don't want to waste another moment I could spend loving you."
As his words fell, lightly callused fingers tipped up the young man's small, delicate chin, and he slowly leaned down to kiss him.
Their lips met.
Warm and soft.
It was as though an electric current flowed from that point through every limb and bone. Xu Chao felt his entire body tingle, and he could not help moaning, "Achen."
"I'm here." The man's lips and tongue pressed inside, tangling with his and easing years of longing.
Through the haze.
Xu Chao felt that something was not quite