Xiao Ci, You Don't Want to Be (15)

Xue Ci really wanted to escape this world immediately.

Having experienced so much and met so many men, even if he were slow to realize, the main reason Fu Qingxiao mistook him for her fiancée due to her memory lapses was probably because she liked him.

Saying I like someone might be a bit narcissistic, but I definitely have some affection for them.

Being liked by someone isn't a terrible thing, Xue Ci thought. If she met the right person, it would be nice to learn how to date.

But almost every man, when they get intimate, makes him unable to resist.

For example, Fu Qingxiao, who came back from working overtime at this time, pressed him down and kissed him for who knows how long, until his mouth was almost licked raw...

After waking him up with a kiss, she offered a half-hearted apology, then simply pulled him onto her lap and pressed her lips against his again.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, Xue Ci could feel the man's burning body temperature, which almost melted him.

It's so sour and numbing.

The sticky fluid in her mouth kept gushing out, which the man quickly scooped away with his tongue, making her so sour that tears streamed down her face.

Xue Ci sniffed, a little annoyed by the kiss, but too weak to argue. She leaned against the strong embrace and breathed heavily between kisses.

His cheeks were wet and red from the impact, his nose and the corners of his eyes were also red, and the edges of his lips were swollen from being bitten.

The man was like a lecherous bastard who'd never kissed anyone.

Xue Ci away must have touched a nerve with Fu Qingxiao, because his face was turned back to her and they started kissing again.

Xue Ci and lightheaded. Even though she hadn't moved at all, she was so tired that she didn't even want to lift her fingers.

He didn't know how long they kissed, and he thought he was going to be sent back to sleep, but then he heard the other person make an inappropriate request.

"You used to let me touch that place."

Are you tired of me?

Ignoring the rumors that she was "tired of her fiancé," Xue Ci stared blankly at the other person.

He knew where the other person meant by "there".

Her cheeks were burning hot, and Xue Ci knew this was the price she paid for using Fu Qingxiao as a sugar daddy to advance the plot.

But it can't be that fast.

We'll drag this out for as long as we can.

Xue Ci used his remaining energy to think about how to deal with this man who was as hard as iron and frighteningly hot. He lowered his head to ponder, but he didn't expect that when he looked up again, "Fu Qingxiao" had been replaced by "Fu Qingxiao".

He vaguely knew what men liked to hear, so he leaned in and said in a sticky, affectionate tone, "Just a kiss on the lips, okay?"

The next moment, the hand that had been on his lower back slid down, and his burning body temperature enveloped him.

Xue Ci: "?"

Why isn't it working anymore...?

"Xiao Ci." Fu Qingxiao really wanted to ask Xue Ci why she looked so skilled at asking for his hand in marriage just now, but asking would only make him feel bad.

He suppressed an undeniable surge of jealousy in his chest, and tightened his grip on his fingers.

Her lips came close to Xue Ci's ear.

Xue Ci couldn't remember what happened after that, only that Fu Qingxiao whispered in his ear.

"Baby, you sprayed so much."

"If it's this difficult for your baby to eat even one finger, it might be very tough for them in the future."

Xue Ci didn't react at first, but after feeling the changes in her body, she pushed him away with her arm in shame and indignation.

But he didn't know how to curse. He pursed his lips again and again, and could only utter a tearful complaint. "You're so annoying..."

He put on a stern face, and his serious expression made his small face even more approachable.

"If it's too hard, then don't do these things anymore!"

Her voice was soft and gentle, sounding more like she was being coquettish.

He had barely finished speaking when Fu Qingxiao hugged him.

"It's so shallow."

Xue Ci felt like she was talking to a brick wall, and patiently asked, "What?"

Soon, he felt the man's fingers press hard on his lower abdomen.

"It's so shallow here."

Xue Ci couldn't help but tremble, and jumped off the other person's lap in shame and indignation.

Noticing something dripping onto the floor, Xue Ci startled at first, staring blankly at the water stain for a few seconds before awkwardly pulling her toes away.

He pretended nothing had happened, but Fu Qingxiao's gaze also fell on the floor.

My cheeks instantly burned.

Xue Ci finally couldn't hold back any longer. "Don't look!"

He was starting to consider running away...

Fortunately, Fu Qingxiao was obedient enough to immediately look away. "Do you want to take a shower? I'll carry you—"

Xue Ci interrupted him, "I'll go by myself."

He ignored Fu Qingxiao, bit his lip, went to the closet to get clean pajamas, and ran into the bathroom without even putting on slippers.

He even deliberately skipped the bathroom in the master bedroom and went outside into the hallway.

There was a sudden noise downstairs, Xue Ci flinched in fright. She guessed it might be the housekeeper and, afraid that he would come up and see her like this, she immediately scurried into the bathroom and locked the door.

While taking a shower, Xue Ci bent over slightly, her gaze falling on her stomach.

He didn't have defined abs, but his stomach was very flat, without even a bulge.

But why do these people always say things like "make his belly bulge out"...?

How could a man get pregnant?

[It's DirtyTalk.]

[Use ** to make your belly bulge.]

The sudden voice in her mind startled Xue Ci, and she immediately straightened up.

Her slender, white arms flailed wildly in the air, as if trying to block something, but she felt awkward no matter where she tried to hide.

In the end, I had no choice but to grit my teeth and continue kneading to create more foam.

[W-Why did you suddenly appear?]

Since the Fragment merged into a virus whose code was not yet complete, things have become much quieter.

After several conversations, Xue Ci even found the other person to be quite a gentleman.

The mute function has not been used since.

I miss you so much, you haven't come to see me lately.

The virus's voice was gentle, not the monotonous mechanical tone; its opening sounded like a tingling, electric current.

Xue Ci explained, "[I've been a bit busy lately.]"

[I know, busy being a stay-at-home wife.]

[Baby, don't let them take advantage of you anymore.]

[If this continues, it really will be like they say, my belly will get full.]

"...!"

Xue Ci didn't intend to continue the conversation and pretended not to hear. Fortunately, Fragment didn't say anything more.

He rinsed off the soap, put on his pajamas, and opened the door.

Just as he was wondering how to bring up the topic of sleeping in separate rooms with Fu Qingxiao, he opened the door and saw the other person standing right outside the bathroom, as if waiting for him.

really.

"Xiao Ci, are you done washing? I've already changed the sheets."

This sudden remark left Xue Ci speechless, unable to bring himself to suggest sleeping in separate rooms. He drooped his eyes, and then Fu Qingxiao came over and took his dirty clothes.

"I'll help you wash."

Xue Ci: "There's a washing machine."

Fu Qingxiao: "Hand washing is cleaner."

It was the middle of the night, Xue Ci didn't want to argue anymore. She let him do whatever he wanted and went back to the master bedroom to sleep.

Fu Qingxiao went to the bathroom and leaned down to touch Xue Ci's small piece of underwear.

He almost buried his face in it and took a deep breath.

It's like using the hard bridge of your nose to push open a place with the same fragrance.

It took Fu Qingxiao five seconds of inhalation to come to his senses.

What is he doing? Is he doing the right thing?

Is he really not some kind of pervert who likes to smell innocent young boys?

He pretended to have a memory lapse to pester Xue Ci, and even used his fingers to make her splatter fluid everywhere. He only managed to trick Xue Ci into going home by relentlessly pursuing her.

Didn't you say you were going to pursue her properly?

[If I pursued you properly, would you even be able to do these things tonight? Do you even have a chance to meet me again? You don't even have a chance to wash your underwear.]

Fu Qingxiao mocked.

He really didn't want to admit that he and Fu Qingxiao were the same person. The other party was so hypocritical, putting on a high-sounding front by saying that he couldn't do these things, but then he trapped him back in his body, while he himself went further than anyone else.

What a waste of that sweet juice that dripped onto my legs.

Fu Qingxiao washed his underwear in the bathroom for a long time before returning to his room.

Xue Ci was fast asleep, curled up in a ball, with only half her face showing, which was pink and moist.

How can someone be so perfect to sleep in your arms?

Of course, he wasn't the only one with this idea. Fu Qingxiao felt that they could put the engagement banquet on the agenda to appropriately assert their ownership and avoid any unforeseen complications.

*

Meanwhile, inside another villa.

Fu Zhouxuan returned to his room with a cold face. He leaned against the door, his eyes downcast, his heart still pounding wildly even after he calmed down.

"Spray... is that what he meant?"

His feelings were complicated. He hated these men getting close to Song Xueci, but he couldn't help but imagine what would happen if Xue Ci were really like that.

It must be absolutely gorgeous.

With its large eyes, fair skin, and puffed-out lips, it would probably tilt its head back and call out softly.

Fu Zhouxuan's temples throbbed, and his throat was dry.

All the blood is flowing to one place.

Fu Zhouxuan lost control; veins bulged, and he clenched his fists tightly, showing disgust at his own behavior.

This feeling of disgust reached its peak the next day when the clothes got dirty.

Fu Zhouxuan's ears were bright red. He changed his clothes, feeling a chill, and stood by the pool to wash his dirty clothes.

I had just finished showering when Xue Ci.

Fu Zhouxuan nervously wiped his hands clean immediately, but the thought of what his hands had just touched made them feel dirty, especially when associated with Xue Ci's name.

He immediately withdrew his fingers and instead used his elbow to slide them away.

"Brother Xue Ci."

His voice carried a subtle tension.

Xue Ci didn't catch the implication at all. "Your birthday party is in a few days. Today, your uncle and the others are taking you to try on clothes, so remember not to put your phone on silent."

She reminded him as if he were her older brother.

Fu Zhouxuan felt ashamed, but he also didn't want to be just Xue Ci's younger brother. He and Xue Ci were only two years apart in age.

Moreover, he will be an adult soon.

"I understand." Fu Zhouxuan pressed his hand to his heart, listening quietly to Xue Ci's instructions, occasionally responding. Just as she was about to hang up, he suddenly spoke again, "Brother Xue Ci, aren't you coming with me?"

Xue Ci thought he was talking about a birthday party, "I have to go home that day, but I'll give you the gift after you're done."

In the original storyline, his sugar daddy's possessiveness kicked in, preventing him from attending Fu Zhouxuan's birthday party. Naturally, he couldn't use that excuse now, so he said he had to go back home that day and would prepare the gift after the party.

"Brother Xue Ci." Fu Zhouxuan murmured softly, as if he had put away all his immature thoughts overnight. He could no longer reject the Fu Family. He needed to climb up and squeeze out the others who bullied Xue Ci.

"Then I'll come find you as soon as possible."

The protagonist was much more obedient than Xue Ci had imagined. He thought that a child who grew up in adversity would be much more rebellious and difficult to open up, and that he would need to spend a lot of effort to help him.

Now it seems that Fu Zhouxuan is not only sensible, but also a young man with very positive values and character.

Xue Ci was very pleased, but after hanging up the phone, she began to worry about what gift to give Fu Zhouxuan.

His cake-making skills weren't very good, and he was worried that the other person would be disappointed after tasting it, so he planned to buy something else to make up for it.

After searching on shopping apps all day, Xue Ci got up from the sofa and stretched.

The thin fabric was lifted up, revealing her supple and slender waist.

Xue Ci heard a noise coming from the entrance hall and thought Fu Qingxiao had returned, but when she looked...

The tall man changed his shoes and walked straight toward him, his shadow blocking a small patch of light.

Xue Ci instinctively shrank to the side. "Fu Yang?"

It seemed to be raining outside; a few water droplets fell on Fu Yang's black hair, and his cheeks were damp. The man did not approach immediately, but took a towel from the butler, wiped away the moisture, and waited until the chill had completely dissipated before sitting down next to Xue Ci.

He remained as nonchalant as ever, his jawline sharp, the light casting a shadow on his dark eyes, revealing a hint of indifference.

He glanced casually at the coffee table, then suddenly said, "I brought these comic books over."

Xue Ci didn't quite understand what he meant, her round eyes showing a hint of confusion, but she still politely replied, "Hmm... it's quite beautiful."

Fu Yang licked his back teeth and quieted down.

Xue Ci didn't know what he was doing here, but this was the Fu Family's villa, and he could come to visit anytime.

He sat at the other end of the sofa and continued picking out gifts for Fu Zhouxuan.

Before he could even swipe his finger across the screen twice, Fu Yang suddenly said, "Fu Qingxiao kissed you, didn't he?"

Wh-what?

Xue Ci stared at the other person with wide eyes.

He opened his mouth, Fu Yang suddenly leaned in, his nose almost touching his face.

Like the behavior of some unevolved wild beast, the man kept sniffing.

Xue Ci awkwardly stepped back, unable to resist yelling, "Are you a dog?"

Fu Yang wore a white sweater today; the warm color made his facial features appear softer.

However, what he said was still deafening, "I knew his expression was different today, turns out he kissed you."

Not only did I kiss you, I even ate your tongue!

Xue Ci, suppressing her embarrassment, said, "What nonsense are you talking about..."

He didn't want to ask Fu Yang why he had smelled him earlier; he figured he'd hear something even more outrageous.

"You're not his fiancée, and you don't like him, so you're not going to resist?" Fu Yang tried his best to suppress his emotions, not wanting to play the role of an emotionally unstable and jealous husband in front of Xue Ci. "Have you forgotten that you're just helping him heal?"

Xue Ci and said goodbye.

He didn't want to hear things like "shallow" or "it's so hard" every day, but for the sake of the plot, he had to sacrifice something.

Xue Ci didn't pick up on that topic. Instead, she asked Fu Yang if he had bought a gift for Fu Zhouxuan.

As a result, the man frowned and began to sulk.

Xue Ci couldn't understand what these men were thinking, so she simply ignored them.

The atmosphere cooled down. Fu Yang was clearly angry with him, but he refused to leave and stayed until Fu Qingxiao returned.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Qingxiao returned.

A voice came from the doorway. "Wife."

Xue Ci was already used to being addressed like that. He went to greet the other person in his slippers, while the man seemed to have some kind of skin hunger, always wanting to hug him whenever he came back.

Fortunately, his clothes were wet from the rain, so Fu Qingxiao needed to clean them first.

The man's gaze fell on the black leather shoes on the ground.

You can almost instantly sense the presence of strangers in the house.

Fu Qingxiao was on high alert, probably knowing that his status hadn't come in a very honorable way. He came into the living room and looked at Fu Yang: "What brings you here today?"

"I'm free anytime, come and visit." Fu Yang could also sense the other party's hostility, and looked at him with an expression as if he were looking at a mistress.

The two of them sat down on the sofa, surrounding Xue Ci in the middle.

The uncle and nephew were engaged in a subtle power struggle, and even Xue Ci could sense the tense atmosphere. He wanted to go back to his room, but Fu Qingxiao pulled him onto his lap.

The man nestled against his neck. "Tired."

Fu Yang, standing to the side, turned pale.

This scene looked familiar, but things were different now. Before, he was the one holding Xue Ci, and Fu Qingxiao was watching from the side.

Fu Yang was torturing himself. He knew this scene would unfold before him, yet he didn't go home after work for several days in a row, instead coming to Xue Ci's place.

Anyone who saw it would think it was an attempt to steal someone's man.

Xue Ci, however, welcomed Fu Yang. With him around, Fu Qingxiao would be more restrained.

It was quite late when Fu Yang left, so he politely declined her request to kiss him, using the excuse that he wanted to get some rest.

The birthday party arrived quickly.

Xue Ci returned home early in the morning. Everyone in the Fu Family knew that he had something to do at home. Fu Qingxiao was worried that there would be dust in the house, so he specially asked someone to clean it.

With a full range of kitchen utensils at home, Xue Ci worked until the afternoon and finally made a fairly successful cake.

As darkness fell, the birthday party soon began.

Fu Yang kept sending messages.

Xue Ci happened to have some free time and decided to reply.

[Host, the progress bar has reached 70%. The protagonist has already experienced the humiliation at the birthday banquet.]

In the original storyline, the group of troublemaking rich kids said something nasty like "bastard," and the protagonist was severely ostracized.

Thinking of Fu Zhouxuan, who had obediently shown her his final exam results yesterday, his puppy-dog eyes pleading for praise, Xue Ci opened the chat window, wondering how to comfort him, when her phone vibrated twice—

Um?

Fu Zhouxuan sent him a message first?

[Brother Xue Ci, I want to come find you.]

I received my scholarship and wanted to buy you a gift.

Xue Ci suddenly felt a little proud.

He seems perfect as an older brother.

The crucial plot has been resolved; there's no need for Fu Zhouxuan to stay there.

Xue Ci a message to the other party to arrange to meet at a shopping mall near her home. When they met, Fu Zhouxuan had even changed out of his formal attire. The two of them were wearing white down jackets and looked quite attractive, drawing a lot of attention in the mall.

Fu Zhouxuan insisted on using his scholarship money to buy him a gift, Xue Ci couldn't refuse, so she finally picked out a reasonably priced sweatshirt.

The mall was having a buy-one-get-one-free promotion, Xue Ci patted him on the shoulder. "Why don't you go pick one out too?"

Fu Zhouxuan didn't move, his gaze falling on Xue Ci: "This one looks great on you."

Xue Ci: "Then you should buy one too?"

Fu Zhouxuan suppressed his joy. "... Mm."

Five minutes later.

Fu Qingxiao and Fu Yang both received photos sent by the bodyguard on their phones—in the photos, Fu Zhouxuan and Xue Ci were standing very close to each other, wearing the same tops.

*

After buying the clothes, Xue Ci brought Fu Zhouxuan home.

"You've probably already had cake, but this one I made myself, so please try it." Xue Ci turned off the lights and lit candles.

That beautiful face looked somewhat unreal in the flickering candlelight.

Fu Zhouxuan also felt like he was dreaming.

Xue Ci not only made him a birthday cake by hand, but also bought him many gifts, all of which were things that teenage boys like to play with.

Fu Zhouxuan didn't know how to describe this feeling.

A tingling, aching sensation, like a shaken soda bottle rising into the air.

The living room lights were turned on, and the two began to cut the cake.

Xue Ci sat on the sofa, while Fu Zhouxuan sat on the carpet beside it, like a loyal guard dog.

Xue Ci secretly observed Fu Zhouxuan.

The other person seemed very satisfied with the gift and showed no signs of frustration. He breathed a sigh of relief and turned on the TV.

This is a very ordinary kind of happiness.

Fu Zhouxuan didn't experience the taste of life until his coming-of-age ceremony.

... He also wanted to try something different.

The boy turned around and covered Xue Ci, who had already fallen asleep on the sofa, with a blanket.

He did not immediately look away.

He rarely had the opportunity to stare at Song Xueci openly for ten seconds without looking away.

"Brother Xue Ci..." Fu Zhouxuan called softly, making sure the other was completely asleep before murmuring, "Xue Ci..."

Xue Ci's sleeping face was very peaceful; if you looked closely, you could see a very small mole on her eyelid.

Fu Zhouxuan leaned closer, as if he were savoring a taste of happiness, and the corners of his mouth quickly turned up in a smile.

Xue Ci got some cream on her fingers.

Fu Zhouxuan carefully lifted the severed wrist, surprised that someone's touch could be so soft.

Without thinking, the boy pressed his burning lips against hers.

Fu Zhouxuan's first kiss landed on Xue Ci's fingers.

He licked the cream off Xue Ci's fingertips little by little, starting by gently licking it with the tip of his tongue, but becoming increasingly unsatisfied, he boldly put the entire finger into his mouth.

He made loud sucking sounds, licking Xue Ci's fingers until they were wet.

Suddenly, a voice came from the doorway asking for a password.

Fu Zhouxuan stiffened, looking nervously toward the door.

Upon seeing the menacing Fu Yang enter the room, he actually relaxed.

Ignoring the man's annoyed expression, Fu Zhouxuan put that finger in his mouth again, right in front of Fu Yang.

Fu Yang's face darkened instantly, and he clenched his fists.

This ambitious little thing has already grown up and its wings have hardened.

Author's Note:

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