Pitiful Widower (30)

Bill felt hot all over, and his mind went blank. He blurted out, "It won't feel uncomfortable if you put it in your stomach."

It will only bulge.

Xue Ci wasn't fully awake yet, and he only vaguely understood Bill's words. He gave a muffled "hmm" with a nasal tone.

"It's... doing that."

Bill was used to being ignored by Xue Ci, so he spoke these words with a fierce tone, as if he wanted to attract attention.

This was the first time he had ever said something like that to Xue Ci, who was so soft and gentle.

I feel like I'm being bullied.

But I can't help wanting to bully them.

Bill wrapped his arms around Xue Ci's waist, pressing the two tightly together. This would be uncomfortable for anyone, but it felt incredibly pleasurable.

There's always a way to get something out of it.

Under the moonlight, Bill saw Xue Ci's hand on his chest, so he took it and put it to his mouth.

The hot, wet touch jolted Xue Ci awake, and she quickly pulled her hand back.

He clung to the man for a moment, feeling helpless, and then honestly said, "There's not enough room for both of us to sleep, so I'll sleep on the floor."

How could Bill possibly let Xue Ci sleep on the floor?

She'd rather sleep on the floor than on him. She thinks she's the husband, yet she's still so dismissive. If they really have to fulfill their marital duties later, will she have to slap him while doing so?

In short, Bill was pleased with himself for his own imaginings.

He didn't press the matter further and returned to his makeshift bed on the floor. The faint scent emanating from Xue Ci's body helped him drift off to sleep peacefully.

Both of them slept until noon the next day.

As dawn broke, Bill got up and prepared lunch, while Xue Ci dawdled and took her time washing up.

They squeezed together at a small table, eating lunch shoulder to shoulder.

Xue Ci noticed that the pajamas Bill had given him yesterday were too big, not his size at all. He then realized he needed to verify if Bill was indeed his husband.

Don't I have my own pajamas?

Bill glanced casually at Xue Ci's two fair legs. "You like wearing my clothes."

is that so?

The naive cat was easily deceived by the bad man. "Do I have clothes for going out?"

Bill got up and opened the wardrobe.

Xue Ci glanced inside and saw a row of clothes hanging neatly, looking quite exquisite—it seemed like they would fit him perfectly.

"Wear these if you want to go out, but it's not safe around here; there are a lot of bad men out there. You can go out after we move. For the next couple of days, just stay inside."

Xue Ci nodded repeatedly. "Are we moving?"

Bill: "Move to a bigger place."

After lunch, Bill went out, saying he was going to make money, and told him to stay home.

Xue Ci out of her pajamas.

The clothes were indeed his size, and the fabric was more comfortable than he had imagined.

The room was a bit small. Xue Ci stood curiously by the door for a while, but was so frightened by the stares of a group of people that she shrank back.

Just to be on the safe side, Xue Ci searched for their marriage certificate at home.

I didn't see any photos of the two of them together.

Xue Ci had some doubts, so she asked Bill about it when Bill came back that evening.

Bill had already prepared his explanation. "We had a fight once, and you got angry and tore up our marriage certificate."

Xue Ci: "..."

Is he really that bad-tempered?

Then, awkwardly touching his nose, he asked, "What did we do?"

"You won't let me kiss you." Bill stared at his face, not missing a single shy expression. "You said your lips were sore and uncomfortable from kissing me, and you got angry if I kissed you for too long."

Xue Ci it unbelievable; who would tear up their marriage certificate for such a reason?

But Bill doesn't seem like he'd lie to him.

"Then let's go get it replaced sometime."

Bill added, "We made up right after our fight, and you said we could kiss for a long time afterward."

"Is... is that so..." Xue Ci's eyelashes trembled, and she immediately changed the subject. "I'm hungry. Did you earn any money today?"

Bill made a lot of money; he even earned enough to cover the cost of moving the very next day.

Xue Ci had no idea that the other person was a local underground boxer. This job paid well, but it was also dangerous. Even someone as fast as Bill had taken a lot of punches.

That very night, Bill took him away. The only valuable thing in the dilapidated house was Xue Ci's clothes, which filled just one suitcase.

Xue Ci didn't have to worry about anything. Holding the plush toy Bill had just bought, she stood in the corridor, looking so innocent that she didn't seem like someone who would come from the slums.

Seeing that Bill had won back his wife and was moving to a nicer place, the group of people were insanely jealous, spewing incoherent nonsense.

He said Xue Ci would cheat on him sooner or later, and how could he support such a beautiful and promiscuous wife if he had no money? Was he going to rely on that big thing?

Xue Ci's cheeks burned as she listened, but thankfully they were all terrified of Bill.

The two boarded the carriage.

Their new home is a two-story villa in the middle of a newly built residential area in town, fully furnished and with a garden.

Of course, the rent is also quite high.

Xue Ci was like a lively little rabbit, running up and down the stairs as soon as she entered the house.

The landlord had someone clean the house before they arrived, Bill only needed to pack his luggage and then wait for them at the bottom of the stairs.

When the person came downstairs, he simply picked them up horizontally and carried them in his arms.

The man childishly twirled Xue Ci in the air before giving her a hard kiss on her delicate face.

Xue Ci was a little stunned by the kiss.

"Honey, let's go out for a big meal tonight!" Bill's voice rang with excitement as he imagined his blissful married life with Xue Ci. "We'll come back together to sleep tonight."

Xue Ci ignored the idea of sleeping and happily went out with Bill.

The surrounding area was much safer now. After finishing their meal, just as the sun was setting, the two didn't go straight home but instead took a walk in a nearby garden.

Bill held Xue Ci's hand tightly the entire time, showing off his relationship with the beautiful woman next to him to every passerby. He practically kept repeating "She's my wife" to everyone.

Xue Ci got tired halfway through the journey, and Bill carried him back.

This scene seemed to trigger some memory, causing him to recall fragmented pieces.

He seemed to be carried like this often, but the other person had a cool, minty scent, unlike Bill, Bill had a warm, cozy scent.

Xue Ci tried to wake up the system, but unfortunately there was still no response.

He wasn't disappointed for long.

The world is chaotic enough as it is; all he can do right now is take care of himself.

No, it means Bill should take care of himself.

What are you thinking about?

Bill noticed Xue Ci's absent-mindedness and his tone became tense.

After all, he's an imposter.

Xue Ci put everything else aside and nestled dependently around his neck. "We have so many rooms, but it seems like we only have one bed."

He noticed Bill's shoulders stiffen slightly, and said kindly, "But you don't have to sleep on the floor anymore. I've seen it; the bed is big enough for both of us."

Bill grunted in response, walked silently for about ten meters, and then suddenly said, "I haven't touched you yet."

What...

Xue Ci's fingers curled up slightly; she could feel Bill's high body temperature even as she leaned against his back.

"I've only kissed you and licked you there; I haven't done anything else."

Bill's tone sounded like... he was implying something.

Xue Ci pretended not to understand and changed the subject. "How long have we been married?"

"It's been almost two years," Bill said, counting the time they'd known each other. "We've only been intimate a handful of times."

"Then... why?"

Xue Ci didn't think much of it; she was just asking the question as it came up.

Then Bill said, "I like you, but you don't want to. Should I force you?"

The man spoke casually, even coolly. But Xue Ci noticed that the tips of his ears, hidden beneath his blond hair, were bright red.

After all, it was a confession of love.

It was very quiet around us.

As they neared home, Bill grabbed Xue Ci's slender ankle and gently lifted it up. "Is tonight okay?"

Xue Ci's shoulders trembled slightly as he made an excuse to decline. After all, Bill was tall and strong, and he was quite intimidated by the physical strength of men like him.

I'm a little tired tonight...

"What about kissing you?"

Bill kept pressing him for answers, Xue Ci, as his wife, felt too embarrassed to refuse again.

The man, thrilled to receive permission, trembled with excitement. "Can I kiss you anywhere?"

Xue Ci instinctively felt that she was in big trouble.

He sensed that Bill's pace had quickened.

Sure enough, as soon as he entered the house, the man put him down from his back, pressed him against the door, and kissed him passionately, pressing down on the back of his head.

"Hmm..."

Xue Ci didn't expect Bill to kiss her so fiercely. She bit his lips and her tongue clumsily went deep inside.

The tender mouth was being chiseled loudly, Bill, like a raging bull, licked it back and forth as if it were something else.

The mouth and tongue are both sensitive organs. Xue Ci's eyes welled up with tears from the sour taste, and her lips were wet with saliva.

So fierce...

It seems like every man who kissed him kissed him very forcefully.

They were licking it like it was some kind of cream.

The kiss lasted a long time, leaving Xue Ci soft and wet, her eyes glistening with tears. As her face was cupped in his hands, she could only gaze at him with a dreamy look.

I'm going to die.

Bill swallowed hard and carried the person directly to the sofa.

This time he used a different mouth to kiss her, and she tasted even more sweet juice, leaving a wet stain on the new blanket spread on the sofa.

Even so, Bill was still not satisfied.

He wanted more.

He pulled Xue Ci onto his lap and, taking advantage of her dazed state, showered her with countless kisses.

Kissing can be addictive.

Bill hadn't done any of those things yet. Just drinking the sweet water and hearing Xue Ci's soft whimpers was already making him feel incredibly good. He didn't even want to think about how good it would be to actually do it.

It can be addictive.

Perhaps because sitting apart on her lap like this, and with her stomach being rubbed against, was really uncomfortable, Xue Ci struggled a few times.

Bill almost surrendered.

His breathing was heavy, and his hot breath was deliberately sprayed onto Xue Ci's earlobe, making the handsome boy shiver uncontrollably.

After the Bill, Bill was very clingy, calling out "wife" and "baby" repeatedly, asking Xue Ci, "Does the baby like her husband too?"

Keep asking if they don't answer.

Unable to resist her persistent pestering, Xue Ci no choice but to nod.

Soon, he heard Bill's excited panting.

Herbivorous instincts made Xue Ci want to dodge, but of course, she couldn't.

Her lips, which had just been bitten until they were sore, were sealed again. Xue Ci had so much saliva eaten that the edges of her lips were bitten red.

A fine sheen of sweat soaked her entire body; the beautiful wife, glistening with fragrant perspiration, got off her husband's lap, saying she wanted to take a bath.

Bill: "I'll carry you over."

Xue Ci soaking in the bathtub, her breath taken away, her limbs weak and trembling, and she needed Bill's help.

He was tempted to run away.

Being a wife is really hard.

Xue Ci had no idea that kissing was nothing compared to what was to come.

He will become a little succubus.

Men would lick the honey off her wings, play with the heart on her tail, and because she kept biting her tongue, a strawberry gag would be stuffed into her mouth.

His stomach suffered the most.

It requires consuming something extraordinary.

Author's Note:

[Poor thing][Poor thing][Poor thing]