Xiao Ci, You Don't Want to Be (07)

Why are all the people in the Fu Family so tall?

Although Fu Qingxiao did not actively exert any pressure, Xue Ci was still subconsciously afraid of the physically strong man.

In particular, the other person had an indescribable aura—like an old-fashioned patriarch who would call someone to his study to scold them if they didn't do their homework well, and then slap their hand after the scolding.

Xue Ci's breathing became shallow, and her fingers unconsciously twisted her shirt.

His clothes were dirty, and he was now wearing a whole set of Fu Yang's clothes, with his shirt loose and his trousers rolled up several times.

It doesn't look very serious.

Xue Ci never expected Fu Yang to be so crazy, getting all his clothes dirty, and even... getting it all over him.

Fu Qingxiao could clearly sense the boy's emotions.

His eyes were downcast, and his cheeks were puffed out.

He seemed rather unhappy.

Song Xueci's clothes didn't fit well; the size was clearly Fu Yang's.

He guessed that his clothes had probably been splashed with some kind of juice.

However, perhaps his unhappiness was partly due to him as well.

Xue Ci didn't seem to be very good at getting along with someone as serious and boring as him.

The villa was very quiet, almost awkwardly quiet.

Xue Ci was at a loss when faced with elders who couldn't be won over by acting cute.

He was looking embarrassed when a small green plush dinosaur appeared in front of him.

Um?

Xue Ci was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fu Qingxiao.

The man, who had been immersed in the world of business for many years, was dressed in a very formal and traditional three-piece suit with a neat tie. His face was deep and handsome, and his temperament was like a well-aged rum.

They don't look like the kind of people who would carry a doll.

"... For me?" Xue Ci asked tentatively in a low voice.

Fu Qingxiao gave a light "hmm" and gestured towards Xue Ci's position with the dinosaur. "A little something to say."

"... Thanks!"

Xue Ci remained cautious, but his eyes brightened slightly. He realized that Fu Qingxiao was holding the little dinosaur in his arms, not just lifting it by its tail or grabbing its horn.

These details made him feel more favorably toward the stern elder in front of him.

His eyes turned up at the corners, like a pretty little kitten.

Clutching the gift in her arms, she boldly addressed him, "Uncle, I've also prepared a gift for you."

The man's expression subtly changed.

In Xue Ci's opinion, the other party did not show any signs of dislike or surprise, so they should be able to accept her calling him "uncle".

The second time I shouted it out, it was much smoother than the first time.

Xue Ci took the cufflinks out of her bag and handed them to the man. "Uncle, Fu Yang helped me pick them out."

The gift was neither particularly good nor bad. Xue Ci didn't expect any reaction from Fu Qingxiao. After giving the gift, she went to the kitchen to make tea for the elder.

She held the little dinosaur in her arms the entire time.

The tea had just been brewed when Fu Yang came downstairs and immediately saw Fu Qingxiao in the living room. "You're here so quickly? I thought you'd be staying at the company a while longer."

Fu Qingxiao calmly put the cufflinks he had been rubbing back and forth a few times into his pocket. "I don't have a habit of being late."

I don't know who he's saying this to.

In short, Xue Ci didn't hear him; he was focused on pouring tea. When he heard Fu Yang call him, he poked his head out from the kitchen. "You, how come you..."

Why did you come down wearing just a bathrobe?!

Considering Fu Qingxiao's presence, Xue Ci swallowed her words and used a more tactful approach. "Would you like to go upstairs and change your clothes?"

Fu Yang strode up to Xue Ci, still smelling of shower gel. He leaned in close, whispering sweet nothings, rubbing against Xue Ci's fair neck like a rogue.

His voice was a perfectly low, husky tone that made your cheeks flush.

"I've seen you in a bathrobe before, so it's perfect for us to each take a turn. Nobody loses out."

It took Xue Ci a while to realize that Fu Yang was referring to their first time together, the time they spent in the hotel room, when she was wearing a bathrobe.

The heat in my ears just won't go down.

Xue Ci ignored him.

Fu Yang then became serious. "I was just worried you'd run away, so I rushed down."

Xue Ci, "The villa is so big, where can I possibly run off to?"

"I'm afraid you'll be tricked by another man." Fu Yang grinned mischievously, but seeing the hint of embarrassment and annoyance in Xue Ci's eyes, she shut up on her own.

But his mouth wasn't idle either.

Xue Ci felt her face being lifted up, and then something soft quickly pecked her lips.

?

Um?

Again?

Xue Ci subconsciously looked at Fu Qingxiao: "... Someone's there."

"I'm blocking her way." Fu Yang pulled her into his arms, glancing towards the kitchen where he saw Xue Ci making tea for Fu Qingxiao.

He ruffled Xue Ci's hair, whispered "It's not dry yet," and then turned around, so that Xue Ci leaned into his arms.

"I'll take him upstairs to dry his hair first. There's tea in the kitchen, and lunch will be delivered soon."

Fu Yang said this to Fu Qingxiao.

Xue Ci felt embarrassed. Drying her hair wasn't a big deal, but how could she leave Fu Qingxiao alone in the living room?

But Fu Qingxiao didn't seem offended.

As she was being pushed upstairs, Xue Ci slowly asked, "Are you and your uncle close? You don't seem to call him 'uncle' at all."

"He's only two years older than me, so let's skip the formality," Fu Yang added. "But he's a full twelve years older than you, so calling him 'Uncle' is perfectly fine."

Xue Ci with an "Oh".

The two inseparable figures disappeared down the stairs.

Fu Qingxiao sat on the sofa and glanced around.

Plush blankets, colorful cushions, comic books and puzzles next to the TV cabinet... and the slippers Xue Ci was wearing.

Fu Yang put in a lot of effort.

And there was the way the two of them were so inseparable just now.

Fu Yang clearly cherished people like treasures.

[Are you scared?]

The Fu Qingxiao inside his body scoffed softly, "[When did you become so spineless?]"

[He was just kissed by your nephew, who even called you "uncle" with that expression.]

I'm satisfied.

[The more this is the case, the more we must seize it.]

Didn't you smell how fragrant Song Xueci was just now?

Fu Qingxiao's shameless words irritated every nerve in Fu Qingxiao's body. He should feel disgusted and repulsed from the bottom of his heart, because Song Xueci was his nephew's girlfriend, and he shouldn't have such romantic thoughts about her.

However, he did not find the idea repulsive.

Instead—his breathing became heavy as he inhaled every lingering fragrance in the air, repeatedly savoring every word and expression Xue Ci had spoken to him.

Recalling the boy's swollen lips from being kissed, she imagined how pleasurable it would feel to suck on them.

He's like a pervert.

And then, hypocritically, he scolded the alternate personality, "[Don't do anything reckless! This is immoral.]"

Fu Qingxiao, who was inside the same body, laughed out loud.

Your body's reactions don't lie.

He knew that Fu Qingxiao really wanted to steal his girlfriend away.

But this hypocrite will not put his words into action.

We still have to rely on him.

*

upstairs.

The villa's bathroom was large, but Fu Yang insisted on squeezing next to Xue Ci, pressing his tall body against him from behind, as if only in this way could he satisfy his possessiveness.

Her hair was blow-dried, and the soft strands fell smoothly down.

Like a fragile doll.

It was too cute, Fu Yang had inappropriate thoughts of making that face cry or bumping into it hard from behind.

The man suppressed his thoughts, coughed, and looked down at the doll in Xue Ci's arms. "A gift from Fu Qingxiao?"

Xue Ci nodded emphatically, showing Fu Yang the little dinosaur's tail. "Isn't it cute?"

"You've been holding me in your arms the whole time, aren't you tired?" Fu Yang was actually a little jealous. "When did he become so good at ingratiating himself?"

The second half of the sentence was spoken in a very low voice, Xue Ci didn't hear it clearly. "... Wh-what?"

Fu Yang: "It's nothing, you seem to like it a lot."

"Hmm..." Xue Ci tugged at her loose shirt, her delicate brows furrowing. "Are my clothes dry yet?"

"How could it be so fast?" Fu Yang lowered his voice, "It's already so dirty."

The man's low, hoarse voice reminded Xue Ci of the absurd things she had just done.

He hadn't expected that Fu Yang could rub himself against him through his clothes... The soft mounds below his lower back were still uncomfortable from the pressure.

Xue Ci stopped discussing the topic; anyway, he could wear clothes that were several sizes too big.

Fu Qingxiao wouldn't even notice him.

"Let's go downstairs for dinner." After Fu Yang finished drying the boy's hair, he buried his face in it, deeply inhaling the fragrance of the boy's hair.

He looked fascinated, and when Xue Ci finally put the doll down, his jealousy subsided slightly.

Lunch was delivered; it was very fresh food, and the dishes were plentiful.

Xue Ci took a little of everything and ended up eating until she was stuffed.

After dinner, Fu Qingxiao didn't leave immediately. The three of them sat on the sofa, with a movie playing casually on the TV.

Fu Yang sat in the center, separating Fu Qingxiao and Xue Ci.

Suddenly remembering something, Fu Yang said, "Oh right, I need to pick up Fu Zhouxuan next month."

Fu Qingxiao gave a blank "hmm".

"I'd rather not go," Fu Yang said casually. "That crappy place takes three hours to drive there."

Upon hearing Fu Zhouxuan's name, Xue Ci immediately perked up, gently tugging at Fu Yang's clothes, trying to find out some information about the protagonist. "Who is Fu Zhouxuan?"

Fu Yang didn't try to hide anything. "The old man's illegitimate child."

He gave a slight, indifferent twitch at the corner of his lips, which only made his face appear cold and ruthless. "He's kind of my brother."

Xue Ci quickly asked, "Are you going to pick him up?"

"Yes, the old man told him to come back to school."

"So, are you going to live with him?"

"That's definitely not the case; I don't have anywhere to make room for him."

"..." Xue Ci looked at the empty villa and didn't say anything.

Fu Yang seemed to dislike mentioning Fu Zhouxuan. Xue Ci couldn't find out more and had no chance to ask, so she curled up on the sofa and continued watching the movie.

He ate too much, and the sofa was too soft, so his head started to nod off, and his eyelids stuck together so he couldn't open them at all.

Like a kitten taking a nap.

I'm about to collapse from get out of class...

Her face was caught by the large hand of a grown man.

The stark contrast between the prominent blue veins and the snow-white cheeks creates a striking visual effect.

In particular, her lips were rubbed raw and astringent.

Fu Yang only lingered for a moment, then, seeing Xue Ci mumbling sleepily, he lifted the corners of his lips, his tone unconsciously indulgent. "Why are you so sleepy?"

His large hands rested on Xue Ci's waist, easily lifting her onto his lap.

Xue Ci very light... soft, and tiny.

The soft flesh on her thighs was deformed by the taut muscles, and she was completely huddled in the man's arms.

Her hands and feet were snow-white and delicate.

The slippers on my feet barely touched the ground; after a few bounces, they would fall off my instep.

Fu Qingxiao smelled Xue Ci's unique scent.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fu Yang turn off the TV, then press his straight nose against Xue Ci's soft nape, letting out a greedy, satisfied sigh.

He saw him stick out the tip of his tongue and quickly lick Xue Ci's skin.

It looked like a wild dog that hadn't eaten meat in eight hundred years.

moment.

Fu Qingxiao heard himself swallow.

*

After that trip to the villa, Fu Yang frequently took him there, but only for meals and rest; they didn't do anything else.

On one occasion, Fu Yang even brought him to the company, completely disregarding the fact that their relationship was exposed to the employees.

Xue Ci vaguely sensed that Fu Yang seemed to be seriously dating her, and even aiming for marriage.

This made Xue Ci increasingly uneasy.

When he was alone with Fu Yang recently, he often felt like he was being watched by a wild beast.

Fu Yang wasn't being very fierce, but his intimate gestures towards her increased, and he was no longer satisfied with just kisses on the lips.

When I hug him through his clothes, his stomach feels uncomfortable from the pressure.

That place... is a little scary.

Fu Yang even asked him if he wanted her to lick it for him, or to try it with his fingers first, saying that he was afraid he couldn't stand it and that this would allow him to gradually get used to it.

Xue Ci refused all offers and endured the day Fu Yang had his car accident with trepidation.

The original plot mentioned that the car accident happened while picking up Fu Zhouxuan to take him back to the Fu Family.

--To emphasize that the protagonist is a jinx, he brings disaster on the very first day.

However, in the original storyline, both Fu Yang and Fu Zhouxuan only suffered minor scratches.

This time, with the interference of the Fragment... that place will be damaged.

Although Xue Ci knew the Fragment were powerful, he was still worried about unforeseen circumstances. Before Fu Yang left, he slipped the talisman into the other man's pocket.

Make sure Fu Yang is unharmed elsewhere on his body.

Fu Yang did not set off immediately. After Xue Ci left, he went to the top floor of the Fu Group and showed off the talisman to Fu Qingxiao.

He's been finding Fu Qingxiao rather disagreeable lately.

The reason is that when Xue Ci visits him, she shares some of the desserts she brings with Fu Qingxiao.

Fu Yang is very possessive; he hopes Xue Ci will only be good to him and that no other man will ever be in her sight.

Not even a male dog.

Fu Qingxiao glanced at her indifferently, his slightly stiff expression fading. "Xue Ci does care about you quite a bit."

His address changed from "your boyfriend" to "Xue Ci".

Fu Yang was displeased, but didn't want people to think he was being jealous over such trivial matters. He changed the subject. "We don't have a meeting this afternoon, right? Come with me to pick someone up."

The round trip took six hours, but Fu Qingxiao didn't care about this illegitimate son of the Fu Family: "Can't you drive?"

"I'll drive, fine. You come with me." Fu Yang scoffed, annoyed. "I can't be bothered to be alone with him."

[Build a good relationship with your rival in love, and make him lower his guard.]

[This is what we need to do right now.]

Fu Qingxiao's voice was particularly grating.

Fu Qingxiao scolded.

A moment later, he instructed his assistant to cancel the afternoon's plans.

*

Fu Zhouxuan lived in a small county town in a neighboring city, in an old and dilapidated apartment. The apartment was on a low floor, the walls were peeling, and garbage had been piled up in the hallway for days without being cleaned up.

Fu Yang covered his nose in disgust and said fiercely, "I'm getting an allergic reaction!"

Fu Qingxiao didn't show much of an expression.

The two found Fu Zhouxuan's house. It was on the top floor, dark and gloomy. Even Fu Zhouxuan, who opened the door, had a similarly gloomy aura.

The boy was still a minor, carrying the genes of the Fu Family. His body was underdeveloped, so thin that his clothes were almost stretched out of shape by his bones, yet he was still tall and upright at 1.8 meters.

However, this was very painful for him; the growing pains kept him up at night, and his legs below the knees ached.

The boy knew that the two men outside had come to take him back to the Fu Family.

He has a lot of backbone, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed with his mother until he was almost an adult and refused to return to the Fu Family.

Despite growing up through such hardship, he surprisingly didn't go astray.

However, his mother passed away recently, and because he refused to compromise with the Fu Family, they couldn't even afford her funeral expenses.

None of the three spoke.

The atmosphere inside the car became oppressive.

As darkness fell, the black sedan entered the tunnel along the winding road, only to be rear-ended by a car coming from behind, crashing into the roadside!

Several people felt dizzy.

*

When Fu Yang woke up, he was greeted by a white ceiling.

He is very sensitive to smells and can't help but frown when he smells the pungent odor of disinfectant.

After getting out of bed, he pressed his temples and then remembered that he had been in a car accident.

There were other people in the room. Fu Zhouxuan was sitting next to another bed, already awake, and glanced at him when he woke up.

That kid's got a tough life.

Fu Yang didn't speak, but looked at the bed beside him.

Fu Qingxiao seems to be in much worse condition, with visible abrasions on his face, and he is still unconscious.

Fu Yang frowned.

My first reaction was to call Xue Ci.

Then I saw the phone lying shattered on the bedside table.

Extremely irritable.

"Is this Fu Yang?" The nurse who came into the room told him to lie down properly. "Your car was rear-ended. The other party is fully responsible, and the traffic police are handling it."

Fortunately, all three of you only have superficial injuries; it's not a serious problem.

The nurse glanced at Fu Qingxiao: "His injuries are more serious; he has a broken arm, but a CT scan showed his head is fine."

Fu Yang asked the nurse for his cell phone.

The nurse didn't bring it, so she went back to get it. When she returned, she told him that the doctor had asked her to come over.

Fu Yang got up, feeling no pain at all. He took the amulet from his pocket, kissed it, and then left the room.

Fu Zhouxuan stared at his inexplicable movements.

*

The consultation room.

"What did you say?!" Fu Yang's voice changed, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

"These are the results of your physical examination." The doctor's tone was gentle, trying to calm the patient. "Of course, the examination only revealed a serious impact; it may not affect your sexual ability."

"Further observation is needed."

"Also, you're already 26 years old..." The doctor was about to say something about taking care of his health when he saw the patient, agitated, pick up his medical record and point to the age section—

"That's all nonsense! That's all nonsense! I'm only 25 and a half!"

"..." The doctor coughed. "Based on the current physical examination, your reproductive organs have indeed suffered severe impact."

This was also the first time he had ever seen a patient who had only been hit in that area of a car accident.

A fatal blow.

I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation for a few days.

Fu Yang's expression twisted. "I'm not in pain, how could there be a problem?"

The doctor said tactfully, "It's possible that the nerves have already died."

?

Fu Yang sneered, ignored the quack doctor, and went to the toilet stall after leaving the consultation room.

He did have severe abrasions, but he didn't feel any pain.

Fu Yang began to feel uneasy.

Unexpectedly, he tried various methods, but no matter how he fiddled with it, it remained lifeless.

Fu Yang started to panic; his brows furrowed and his expression changed drastically.

What used to be a decent place is now limp and lifeless.

There's been no response for half an hour.

What's going on...?

Fu Yang scoffed softly.

I comforted myself.

They must not have seen Xue Ci yet.

Yes, that's right... It will have its own thoughts whenever it sees Xue Ci.

Author's Note:

Poor guy with a sensitive stomach [doge][doge][doge] Let him drink more sweet drinks.

What perfect timing! April Fool's Day is a good day to nourish your stomach. All the good things happened in one day! [doge][doge][doge]