Xiao Ci, You Don't Want to Be (24)

Song Ran's complexion worsened.

What's the deal with all these people surnamed Fu?

Looking around again—this isn't a villa, it's a den of wolves!

Wouldn't Xue Ci be walking into the lion's den if she stayed here?

Song Ran turned around and met Xue Ci's gaze. With her round, bright eyes and innocent, obedient features, his heart softened instantly, as if struck by something.

Fu Qingxiao didn't seem to have given up yet. "Xiao Ci."

Song Ran's face tightened, and just as she was about to speak coldly, her arm was grabbed.

"Brother, I need to talk to him," Xue Ci said, tugging at Song Ran's clothes. "It'll be over in a minute."

Although I didn't really want the two of them to be alone, since Xiao Ci had already said so...

Song Ran's expression softened. "Call me if you need anything."

He saw Xue Ci nod and reach into his pants pocket to take out a bank card.

Both its facial expressions and movements resemble those of a small animal.

Song Ran watched nervously as the herbivore-type card approached Fu Qingxiao. He was afraid that Fu Qingxiao, that old fox, would easily deceive him again with just a few words and make him unable to change his mind.

This cannot be blamed on Xue Ci easily deceived.

Xue Ci was simply deceived by an older man with just a few words because she lacked love since childhood.

Song Ran was engrossed in planning how to properly care for his younger brother when he sensed someone watching him.

Looking up, the second young Fu Family was standing with his arms crossed, his expression cold. Seeing him looking over, he suddenly spoke up, "Um... brother, isn't it too late to start dating at thirty?"

Song Ran coldly replied, "... Who's your brother?"

In short, Fu Qingxiao and Fu Yang have been blacklisted by him.

*

"I'm sorry, I lied to you." Fu Qingxiao stared at Xue Ci's soft brown hair. He had rarely seen Xue Ci these past few days, and now his brows furrowed, showing slight fatigue. "How have you been at home?"

Xue Ci nodded solemnly. "Everyone has been very kind to me."

His cheeks were rosy, and he exuded a vibrant energy.

Fu Qingxiao hummed in agreement. "Don't worry about those people coming out. They'll never be able to appear in front of you again."

"I know," Xue Ci said earnestly, "You've been helping me all along."

Fu Qingxiao whispered, "Xiao Ci."

He opened his lips, then hesitated, "We also..."

Xue Ci knew what he was going to say, "Since you're not experiencing memory loss, then I don't need to pretend anymore."

Fu Qingxiao remained silent.

Xue Ci wasn't actually angry. Fu Qingxiao had lied to him, often using fake kisses and hugs, but the injuries he sustained for him back then were real, and the way he had pampered him these past few days was also genuine.

Moreover, he had his own agenda.

Even if... we're even now.

Xue Ci handed the bank card to the other party.

Fu Qingxiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "Is this my breakup fee?"

Xue Ci seriously. "I cost you a lot of money."

Fu Qingxiao narrowed his eyes. "What did you spend?"

Xue Ci did the math. "You're eating and staying for free, and you even bought the ingredients for the cookie-making course."

Fu Qingxiao: "But I kissed you too."

"..."

Xue Ci pursed her lips and said nothing more.

The two faced each other in silence for about half a minute. Finally, Fu Qingxiao spoke first, "Can I still pursue you in the future?"

Xue Ci didn't know how to answer. He blinked and said, "My brother will keep a close eye on me."

Fu Qingxiao didn't say anything more.

A trembling voice echoed deep within my heart.

[Is he... just going to abandon us like this?]

[Get out of my way, let me talk to him!]

[It's all your fault for being so useless; you couldn't keep him!]

Fu Qingxiao roared, but was quickly suppressed by the power of the main personality. His consciousness gradually blurred, and he could only hear Xue Ci's voice.

"However, if you need anything, I'll come out whenever I'm free." After turning around, Xue Ci seemed to remember something and looked back at the man.

He stared intently into the man's eyes. "Are you Fu Qingxiao himself now?"

Fu Qingxiao nodded.

Xue Ci thought for a moment and said, "Then please tell the other person that I'm going home."

Fu Qingxiao's lips curled up slightly, but his eyes gradually dimmed.

I will tell him.

He stared at Xue Ci's figure, hearing Fu Qingxiao's frantic voice—

[... He really doesn't want us anymore.]

[Go and take him back! No one can beat us! There are only two of us! If we work together, we can--]

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Qingxiao coldly interrupted her, "[Don't you think you're already disliked enough?]"

Don't disturb him yet.

Xue Ci so good, so very good.

The Song Family will definitely cherish and raise him.

He is a fragile but beautiful little bird that will never be caged.

He should be free to spread his wings, not be tricked into becoming a caged canary.

Fu Qingxiao lost what he wanted, but Xue Ci gained more people who loved him.

*

The two chatted for less than ten minutes, but Song Ran felt like she was living through an eternity, having to endure the unintentional flattery of the second young master beside her.

He coldly refused, remaining unmoved. Seeing Xue Ci return from the balcony after her conversation, he immediately went to greet her, "Xiao Ci, how was it? Did he not use sweet words to deceive you?"

"..." Xue Ci felt Song Ran was too nervous. "Brother, I've already finished talking."

Song Ran checked twice before she felt relieved.

"Okay, I'll go upstairs with you to pack your luggage."

"Is the box in the room too?"

Xue Ci has finally met her true brother, and she no longer needs to worry about him having ulterior motives; she can rely on him completely.

"They're all there."

Seeing that Song Ran was about to go upstairs, Xue Ci pushed her back to the entrance. "You need to change your shoes first."

Song Ran: "..."

The man usually behaves like a gentleman, elegant and sophisticated, but today he was unusually impolite and was even pointed out by his younger brother.

He awkwardly changed into disposable slippers and followed Xue Ci upstairs.

Fu Yang, standing to the side, scratched his head. "Do you need free labor?"

"..."

Where did this persistent, clingy dog come from?

Song Ran pressed Xue Ci's shoulder, pushing her further away from Fu Yang, completely blocking the two of them with her body. "Is Second Young Master Fu so free today?"

Is the Fu Group Company still being managed?

Fu Yang sensed the sarcasm, but pretended not to understand, even shamelessly stating that he had time for romance. "The Fu Family has an heir."

Song Ran then remembered the birthday banquet the Fu Family had held for that illegitimate son a while ago.

He remembered... he was only eighteen years old.

My eyelid twitched slightly.

From now on, anyone with the surname Fu will be immediately blacklisted without further ado.

Finally, Xue Ci noticed that Song Ran's expression wasn't good, and peeked out from behind the man. "My brother can help me carry it, he's very strong!"

Fu Yang finally managed to strike up a conversation with Xue Ci, despite being teased by his brother-in-law. He seemed to be in a good mood, standing downstairs watching the two go up.

Upon reaching the second floor, Song Ran followed Xue Ci into the master bedroom.

Upon learning that Xue Ci was sharing a room with Fu Qingxiao, the man exuded a chill and his face turned ashen.

Xue Ci sensed something, pursed her lips, took out her suitcase and pushed it to the other person, then silently opened the wardrobe and started organizing her clothes.

Song Ran stopped exposing herself and gently supported the suitcase with her large hand. "Are any of your things in these drawers?"

Fu Qingxiao's belongings were all in the study; apart from a few clothes in the wardrobe, everything else belonged to Xue Ci. He didn't look up, folding his own clothes, and mumbled an "Mmm."

11, startled, alerted: [Host, there's a diary in your drawer!!]

"...!"

Xue Ci so frightened that she immediately turned around.

I already have it in my hand!

It seems like we need to open it again!

He gasped, his voice changing. "Brother!"

Song Ran paused for a moment. "What's wrong?"

Xue Ci's ears turned red, and she blurted out, "That's my diary, you can't read it!"

It's normal for a younger brother to have privacy.

Song Ran suddenly felt the diary was getting too hot to handle. "Okay, then I'll put it in the hidden compartment of my suitcase."

Xue Ci pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but afraid that the more he spoke, the more likely it would cause a misunderstanding. If he were to open the book and see what was inside, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Seeing the diary being placed in her suitcase, Xue Ci thought she could only find another opportunity to return it to Fu Qingxiao.

He didn't have much stuff to begin with, Song Ran quickly tidied it up before easily lifting her suitcase.

Xue Ci left the Fu Family and moved to the Song Family for the summer vacation.

The Song Family was overjoyed and had already inquired about Xue Ci's preferences. Song's mother personally decorated Xue Ci's room. She originally wanted to make it simple and plain, but once she thought of Xue Ci's adorable appearance, she couldn't help but add elements to the room.

After finishing the decorations, I was stunned—it had completely turned into a princess room!

At first, Song's mother was trembling with fear, worried that Xue Ci would find the room too pink. But Xue Ci simply threw herself onto the bed, wrapped herself in the blanket, rolled around, and only revealed half of her face, staring at them with her round eyes.

"Did you decorate this? I love it!"

Song's mother's heart almost melted.

The Song Family built a greenhouse and bought all kinds of imported roses; they converted the guest rooms into an art studio, and at the same time, they spent a lot of money to hire the best baking chef.

Xue Ci secretly studied for a few days, but gave up after realizing she had no talent for it.

Unlike the original storyline where the indebted canary met his demise, he has now become a true young master.

Xue Ci rolled around in the soft blanket, her top tucked up to her waist, revealing her delicate, fair thighs.

My toes kept rubbing against the sheets.

The curve of her cheeks, pressed against her arm, was created.

Is it really okay for me to lie like this?

11. No response.

Xue Ci raised her chin, her cheeks still bearing faint traces of sleep.

[Yiyi?]

The man's slightly hoarse, deep voice responded, "[Baby, don't let anyone see you like this.]"

Xue Ci blinked her round, dull eyes, and the next second, she felt as if someone had pinched her thigh.

It's a very vulgar and frivolous technique. The fingers gently pinch a small piece of flesh on the leg, rub it hard, and then squeeze it inward.

Then I gently patted it with my fingertips; it felt tingly and numb.

Xue Ci down her spine. "!"

He immediately turned around, but unfortunately couldn't see the actual Virus Fragment. He could only blush and pull his clothes down a little.

"You're not allowed to touch me..."

Xue Ci revealed a fierce expression, like a cold-faced kitten.

Fortunately, the Fragment was relatively obedient, its tone slightly sarcastic. "[They can kiss you, but you get angry even when I touch you.]"

Xue Ci reacted quickly this time: [They must be you.]

He had heard 11 mention that Fu Yang possessed energy from Virus Fragment.

In addition, this energy was collected in each previous world.

This time, Fragment's voice carried a hint of joy. "[Baby, will you recognize me in the next world?]"

Xue Ci thought for a moment: [Maybe.]

That's probably what a pervert is.

Would you let me kiss you or hug you?

Xue Ci ignored these kinds of questions and clicked on the progress bar.

It has remained at 97%.

Suddenly, 11 popped up: [Host, this progress bar is mainly for the protagonist, Fu Zhouxuan. Once he grows up enough to stand on his own, we can reclaim this world!]

[You can now relax and enjoy life, as long as you don't go out of character!]

After listening to 11, Xue Ci started playing without worry.

He had originally planned to find an opportunity to return the diary to Fu Qingxiao, but Song Ran was too strict, and Song's parents were always accompanying him to art exhibitions and island vacations... so he forgot about it in the blink of an eye.

The Fu Family members were all blacklisted by Song Ran, meaning that only the three of them and the dog were allowed to enter the Song Family villa... No, the dog was allowed.

Because Xue Ci likes it.

The Fu Family usually only dared to contact each other via mobile phone. Xue Ci had been playing wildly all summer, and it would take a long time to receive any messages.

Finally, with the start of the school year approaching, Fu Zhouxuan was going abroad.

This separation might last a year, and he wanted to see Xue Ci before leaving the country.

Xue Ci, of course, also wanted to meet him.

He started school earlier than Fu Zhouxuan, and his afternoon was full of classes.

Fu Zhouxuan waited for someone at the school gate.

Looking up, Xue Ci still stood out among the sparsely populated students.

Fu Zhouxuan hadn't seen Xue Ci for two months and was missing her terribly, spending his days relying on photos of her.

He had almost crumpled the photo booth picture into a curled-up shape.

"Xue Ci."

His title changed from "Brother Xue Ci" to "Xue Ci".

Xue Ci noticed it too, but didn't say anything, "Have you had dinner?"

Fu Zhouxuan shook his head.

"I'll take you for a walk around the back gate of the school. Let me know if you want anything to eat," Xue Ci said, holding up her phone like a host. "It's on me."

Fu Zhouxuan followed closely behind.

The two made their way through the crowd, and he carefully held Xue Ci's shoulder, avoiding being touched by others, like a loyal dog.

Passing by the snack street, Xue Ci enthusiastically introduced the food, but Fu Zhouxuan paid no attention, only liking her sweet, sticky voice.

I want to kiss you.

It still smells so good.

Perhaps separation is a compulsory course for humankind, Fu Zhouxuan suddenly felt sad. "Will you date other people in the future?"

Xue Ci was taken aback, unsure how to respond.

Actually, he himself wasn't quite sure whether he wanted to be in a relationship; he seemed to be clueless and unknowingly hurt quite a few people.

But those people never gave up, and they still possessed the most sincere and passionate love.

Xue Ci pursed her lips, and her phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket.

He picked it up; it was a call from Fu Yang.

Fu Yang was the person who contacted him most frequently in the past two months. It seemed that Song Ran's warning had no effect on him. He would send messages every few days, and each message would always include a selfie.

Most of them were showing their upper bodies.

His muscles bulged, his blood surged, like a nimble and swift cheetah.

11 even mocked at the time. "[Why don't you dare post anything else?]"

Xue Ci didn't understand and thought that was how to reply. After the message was sent, Fu Yang replied instantly.

[Will it be released later?]

[He's being a bit disobedient now.]

Bringing herself back to reality, Xue Ci answered the call, "Hello."

The person on the other end coughed twice, then said in a low voice, "I've sent you several messages."

"I have a full day of classes." Xue Ci noticed his voice was hoarseer than usual. "What's wrong?"

Fu Yang seemed to have been waiting for him to ask this question, "I have a fever."

11: [I know she's horny.]

"..."

Feigning illness sounded like something Fu Yang would do, but Xue Ci still felt something was off about his voice. "What's wrong? Have you seen a doctor?"

"I stayed home and didn't call a doctor."

I don't think doctors can cure me.

"I felt so dizzy just now, I couldn't even get up. I took my temperature and sent you a picture, but you haven't replied."

Xue Ci thought Fu Yang was probably really sick, and his tone, compared to his usual irritating manner, sounded a bit childish at this moment.

Are you with someone else?

After asking the question, Fu Yang coughed twice loudly.

Xue Ci didn't know if the man was faking it, but he did sound rather pitiful.

He couldn't bear it. "Are you in the villa?"

Fu Yang: "I'm currently in an apartment near your school, a five-minute taxi ride away. The door lock code hasn't been changed."

Xue Ci: "Then take your medicine first, and I'll come see you later, okay?"

Fu Yang could tell there was someone beside him, so he didn't ask any questions and just gave a soft "hmm".

Xue Ci offered a couple more words of comfort before hanging up the phone.

He glanced at Fu Zhouxuan.

The tall, imposing boy had his eyes slightly lowered, his expression somewhat forlorn.

I think I've upset someone again.

Xue Ci felt guilty. "You just asked me if I would date in the future, right?"

He bit his lip in thought.

After a moment's thought, he said seriously, "It should... be possible."

He should learn how to like someone.

If I can't learn it at all... then we'll see.

Fu Zhouxuan tensed up after hearing Xue Ci mention "meeting": "Really? What kind of person are you looking for? Wouldn't you like someone younger than yourself?"

Even Xue Ci could see the purpose of this question.

"We don't know yet."

Xue Ci could not make any promises.

He changed the subject. "What do you want to eat?"

Fu Zhouxuan's gaze fell on a corner not far away. "I want to eat that."

Xue Ci turned around following the gaze and saw a small stall selling cotton candy.

It's still summer, and the temperature is high. The freshly rolled cotton candy is also hot, so there are very few people at the stall.

Xue Ci pointed to several flavors. "Which one would you like to eat?"

Fu Zhouxuan: "Which one do you like to eat?"

Xue Ci pointed to a pink one, reminding the other person, "But it's summer now, the candy will melt easily."

The stall owner, a middle-aged woman, already knew Xue Ci and said with a kind smile, "They taste better when they're melted; some people just like them slightly melted."

When the cotton candy was handed to Fu Zhouxuan, the boy's expression finally relaxed a little.

He pulled a small box from his pocket. "Who you're with doesn't stop me from liking you."

Fu Zhouxuan's enthusiasm overwhelmed Xue Ci. He accepted the box, fearing it might contain a ring or something similar. Upon opening it, he found a necklace with a snowflake pendant.

"I will miss you so much." Fu Zhouxuan lowered his eyes. "I'll be satisfied if you just think of me once in a while."

Xue Ci thought it would just be an ordinary meeting, but she didn't expect the other party to have prepared a gift.

The necklace is exquisite and looks quite expensive.

Xue Ci hadn't prepared a gift, but she took him around and bought him quite a few trinkets.

Fu Zhouxuan seemed satisfied. "Are you going to Fu Yang's place now?"

Xue Ci hesitated, "Hmm..."

There was another patient waiting for him.

Fu Zhouxuan, worried that it was getting late, took the initiative to call a taxi for Xue Ci.

A message came from the road.

Fu Zhouxuan: [photo. jpg.]

Fu Zhouxuan: [Can I post this on my WeChat Moments?]

The photo shows the pile of inexpensive little gifts Xue Ci bought for him today, including cotton candy.

The car stopped near the apartment, Xue Ci quickly replied with an "okay," then turned off her phone and walked into the residential area.

Xue Ci's personal information had already been registered. Ten minutes later, he arrived at the front of the house and entered the password.

When he opened the door, Fu Yang was standing in the living room, holding his phone. He only looked up after he opened the door.

The man was indeed ill; he looked somewhat weary, his face listless, and he didn't seem aggressive at all.

Xue Ci: "Have you taken your medicine?"

Fu Yang nodded.

"Did you drink hot water?"

He nodded again.

Xue Ci walked over, and as soon as he reached out his hand, Fu Yang placed his forehead against his hand.

He was unusually obedient.

Xue Ci's palm had barely touched it when she widened her eyes in surprise. "Why are you so hot? Go and rest!"

Then he pushed the other person's back and led him to the bedroom.

Fu Yang walked towards the bedroom without saying a word.

Xue Ci felt that Fu Yang was acting strangely, but assumed it was due to a fever.

After entering the room, he instructed Fu Yang, "Stand still, I—"

Before I could finish speaking, I felt a weight on my shoulder.

The weight of the adult man pressed down on her, and Xue Ci, unable to bear it, fell straight onto the bed.

The weight pressed down on his chest, making it hard to breathe. His voice was weak. "Fu Yang, get up..."

However, the next second, he felt something warm and wet slide down his neck.

Turning to the side, Fu Yang buried his entire face in his neck, his whole body trembling slightly.

Is Fu Yang crying? Is he crying because he's sick?

Are you... are you feeling very unwell?

Xue Ci asked with concern.

Fu Yang didn't answer immediately, seemingly suppressing his emotions. After several seconds, he said in a muffled voice, "It hurts, of course it hurts."

"How could you buy cotton candy for other people? Why did you buy it for other people? I thought I was the only one who had it!"

His voice was trembling and hoarse, and he seemed to lose control of his emotions halfway through his speech, finally raising his face.

Xue Ci noticed that his eyes were red.

"How can you buy it for anyone else? You can only buy it for me! Only for me!"

"You can only buy it for me..."

The man murmured as if he were suffocating, and quickly lowered his head.

Xue Ci was stunned, not quite understanding why Fu Yang was so agitated.

The man was always thick-skinned; he had even pretended to be sleepwalking and bumped into Fu Qingxiao when he tried to kiss him.

She has also said things like she's willing to be a mistress.

But at this moment, a cotton candy broke through her defenses.

Xue Ci didn't quite understand why.

But if Fu Yang cried, he must have been very sad.

Her body temperature was getting higher and higher, and she was almost in a semi-conscious state. Xue Ci first put aside her chaotic thoughts, struggled out of her arms, and then pushed her onto the bed with great effort.

He was slightly out of breath from exhaustion and wanted to check the refrigerator for ice packs, but as soon as he took a step away, Fu Yang grabbed his wrist tightly.

The other person was very strong, and it was like grasping at a straw.

Xue Ci softened her voice. "I don't want to leave."

"Fu Yang, I won't abandon you like this."

He spoke gently.

He's just so good, so very good... that's why no one wants to let him go.

Xue Ci the living room, opened the freezer compartment, and the first item that came into view was...

It's a marshmallow that's been frozen and preserved perfectly.

This is...

Xue Ci then realized that this was the one she had given to Fu Yang.

Perhaps the meaning of cotton candy is different for the two of them.

Xue Ci was unaware at this time that love is exclusive, it is favoritism, it is receiving different treatment from others.

Therefore, Fu Yang needs this little bit of favoritism.

I seem to treat everyone the same.

I'm just sharing.

But in Fu Yang's eyes, that cotton candy was a sign of favoritism.

Xue Ci stared with drooping eyes for a very long time.

Fu Yang's fever subsided in the middle of the night, and he didn't wake up until dawn.

There was now another person in the bed.

Fu Yang remained in his original posture, as if afraid to disturb the cat.

Half an hour later, Xue Ci woke up on his own. He saw Fu Yang with his eyes open and asked, "How are you now?"

"We're not burning it anymore."

Fu Yang seemed to remember something and said awkwardly, "I was delirious with fever last night, so please disregard what I said."

Xue Ci up, arched her knees, and rested her chin on them.

"You've already said it, so I can't pretend I didn't hear it."

"I've thought about it for a long time, and I think I understand what you mean."

Fu Yang tensed up, his voice hoarse. "... What?"

He awaited trial, determined to cling to whatever he heard, no matter how shameless.

However--

"I won't buy cotton candy for anyone else anymore."

Fu Yang was stunned. He thought Xue Ci would think he was being unreasonable and that it was shameful for such a grown man to cry.

But it seems... men who cry get the best treatment.

Fu Yang looked very nervous. "Are you... serious?"

Xue Ci nodded, shrinking into his knees, thinking back on the past, "I seem to always make other people very sad..."

I don't know what love needs to do either.

"Maybe I really need to start a relationship."

Wh-what?

Fu Yang perked up instantly. "You... why do you want to date? Is it just dating or are you planning to get married? What type are you looking for? Do you want me to recommend someone?"

Xue Ci was already conflicted, but after being asked this question, she frowned in distress. "I haven't decided yet."

He somewhat regretted bringing it up with Fu Yang.

In the following days, Fu Yang sent countless messages, always managing to steer the conversation towards finding a partner, almost like he was recommending himself. "I think you should find a dog."

"The kind of dog that you can scold or beat, and that's healthy in every way."

"..."

Xue Ci didn't know how to reply, but Fu Yang had already begun to take action.

While chasing away suitors at school, she inadvertently displays her body.

Song Ran soon found out about it, but unfortunately Fu Yang was like a leech, impossible to get rid of.

Xue Ci's schedule was forced to be completely known to the other party.

Fearing the dormitory conditions would be poor, the Song Family bought an apartment near the school and had Xue Ci there on weekends.

Xue Ci packed the clothes he couldn't wear right now into his suitcase, and Song Ran took him to the apartment.

It's a spacious three-bedroom, one-living room apartment, fully furnished.

"Brother, you go to the airport first. I can handle these things myself." Xue Ci knew that Song Ran was about to go on a business trip and didn't want to delay things.

Before leaving, Song Ran gave her repeated instructions and even left her a toolbox.

Xue Ci found them all creepy.

"... What is an axe used for?"

Song Ran: "Used to beat Fu Yang."

Unfortunately, no sooner had Song Ran left than Fu Yang slipped in and pestered Xue Ci for the door lock code.

After Xue Ci brushed it off, the man didn't ask any more questions and carried his suitcase into the bedroom.

Xue Ci approved of his actions, poured two glasses of water in the kitchen, and waited for him to come out and drink them after he finished tidying up.

However, they waited for a long time but no one came out.

Xue Ci went to the bedroom, puzzled.

The door was ajar. He pushed it open and saw Fu Yang reading a book.

Book?

Xue Ci looked closely and realized that it was... the diary he had forgotten about, which was in his suitcase!

His cheeks instantly burned, and he rushed over to try and stop the other person from rolling backward.

As a result, her waist was gently lifted, and she was pulled onto the man's lap.

Fu Yang's breath was hot and pungent, almost hitting me.

It's so numb...

Xue Ci awkwardly tried to cover herself, only to find that Fu Yang had almost finished reading.

He forced a smile and said, "... I brought it back by accident. Remember to return it to Fu Qingxiao."

"He doesn't need this anymore." Fu Yang's voice was unsteady, laced with intense jealousy. "Fu Qingxiao doesn't seem to know how to please people."

"Waste."

He gave a cold sneer.

Xue Ci lowered his head, staring blankly at his toes, feeling the muscles on the man's thighs begin to tense.

... It's so uncomfortable being poked like that.

He struggled in dissatisfaction, saying, "Let go! You're so hot!"

However, the next second, Fu Yang whispered in his ear, "My body temperature is very high right now."

Wh-what?

Fu Yang is saying strange things again.

He said, "I will do a million times better than him."

He also said, "You can spray it all over my face."

Author's Note:

A man who cries says he's dehydrated and wants to drink water.

The last chapter will be updated at midnight, hehe!