Widower IF Route (04)

Xue Ci was so angry that she couldn't speak.

He thought Fu Chengsi would be cuter if he were drugged unconscious.

She can make someone bleed with just one word.

His cheeks went from pink to a flushed red with embarrassment and anger, and his ears and neck turned completely red as well.

They look so fresh and tender.

Fu Chengsi's gaze swept straight over.

That intense, undisguised desire was misinterpreted by Xue Ci as him disliking her.

Otherwise, why would she say something like "it's all water after grinding," which was meant to provoke and humiliate him?

Xue Ci felt she needed to fight back.

After thinking for a long time, I realized I definitely couldn't win an argument with the other person.

He raised his eyelids, looking displeased. "You said I could grind it however I wanted."

I didn't force you.

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a contemptuous laugh from Fu Chengsi.

It's as if his meager strength is completely incapable of subduing the other party.

Xue Ci's last trace of guilt vanished.

His chest heaved with anger, and he sat back down.

He even deliberately sat down heavily.

He heard Fu Chengsi inhale.

"You... you're not that great either. You can't even support my weight. You're all grown up for nothing." Xue Ci said, taking a step forward.

The flesh on his thighs was plump and soft, squeezed and deformed by the man's hard muscles, piled up, and glistening under the light.

If you were to grab it, the soft flesh would probably ooze out like water from between your fingers.

Fu Chengsi's eyes were bloodshot.

Xue Ci was startled after she finished showing off.

Having someone you dislike sit on you would be unbearable for a picky germaphobe.

Fu Chengsi must be furious.

That's good.

Xue Ci was scared, but at the same time, she felt much more at ease.

He glanced at the countdown timer on the door.

With plenty of time left, he wasn't in a rush to complete the task, so he just sat there, occasionally dawdling and shifting a little closer to the center.

The fabric under his eyelids was very bulging, making him thankful that he didn't have megalophobia.

It even started to get damp.

"You yourself are all wet, wet..." Xue Ci was too embarrassed to say the word "wet," so she revealed a smug look and imitated Fu Chengsi's usual sarcastic tone, "But don't be upset, all virgins are like this."

He got more and more excited as he talked, his two pink lips moving up and down.

"Whether you can move or not, whether you're conscious or not, it doesn't really matter, since you can't do anything anyway. So from now on, you have to listen to me."

Xue Ci was far from as calm and composed as he appeared when he said this.

He just wanted to find an opportunity to provoke Fu Chengsi and make such an arrogant and overbearing person suffer a setback.

Of course, they dare to do this only because the other party is currently unable to move.

Fu Chengsi must have been really angry with him; his breathing became particularly heavy, and even his body temperature rose.

Xue Ci sat on him, feeling uncomfortable from the heat.

Fu Chengsi, however, did not break down in anger or embarrassment.

Despite his anger, he maintained his usual deadpan demeanor.

"Of course it'll turn out like this after you rubbed your butt against me. If I didn't feel anything, then there'd be something wrong with my body." He sneered. "Then let me see how someone as experienced as you teaches a virgin like me."

His tone remained mocking.

Especially when using the phrase "experienced".

Xue Ci did have some experience, but it was mostly men who led the way, and she would sometimes faint during the process, let alone have any special skills.

But he certainly knew the whole process much better than a virgin.

Xue Ci didn't show any fear; instead, she deliberately pressed on.

Sure enough, he heard Fu Chengsi's heavy breathing.

It was only touched once and it was like that, it wasn't very serious.

Xue Ci 'm grumbling."

The little boy's slow and dawdling movements were undoubtedly a form of torture for Fu Chengsi.

He began to envy Bill.

Although the process wasn't fully seen in the two-way mirror, Xue Ci's occasional glimpses of her arms, tense toes, and legs that shot up and then slammed down in the mirror all demonstrated just how expansive Bill's movements were.

He could guess that Xue Ci initially left the room to complete her mission but had to get close to Bill. However, she became emotional halfway through.

Otherwise, why would Xue Ci allow a blond guy to kiss her for so long?

Kissing usually requires a certain level of mutual attraction.

When it was his turn, it became such an agonizing experience.

Song Xueci didn't mention needing his help at all, and even went so far as to drug him into unconsciousness.

Fu Chengsi was too lazy to speculate on where Xue Ci had gotten the medicine; at this moment, he was more like a jealous husband who hadn't received fair treatment.

The jealous husband's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at Xue Ci's every move.

That look in his eyes was like a ferocious beast roughly licking the soft fur of a small animal.

It was licked until it was soaking wet, and when it was too tired, it swallowed it in one gulp.

He was tense all over, tormented by Xue Ci, and occasionally criticized for his stiff muscles and discomfort.

She is not nearly as good as her husband.

Fu Chengsi was extremely annoyed. He never imagined that he would be tormented like this by a spoiled game NPC.

That's true; having such a soft body brush against you is much more direct than just smelling your underwear.

He's a normal man, so it's reasonable for him to want to cause trouble.

He's restrained now, otherwise he would have forced himself on her and made her scream.

You've gotten my clothes dirty.

The young servant muttered in a complaining tone.

Fu Chengsi never expected that he would come to this day—being tortured and provoked.

After being drugged by a stupid young boy, she was then criticized for being a virgin.

He took a deep breath, looked at Song Xueci's beautiful face, maintained his tone, and revealed an ambiguous expression.

Who wears clothes when they have sex?

Song Xueci was clearly stunned, and her already flushed cheeks turned even redder, like ripe fruit.

It's really beautiful.

Fu Chengsi had to admit that he was captivated by this spoiled male servant.

"You... you shouldn't be so vulgar..."

Xue Ci said slowly.

"Sex is considered vulgar?" Fu Chengsi gave a nonchalant smirk. "What if I said, 'put a few—'"

Before he could utter any blunt or harsh words, his mouth was covered by a damp, soft hand.

Song Xueci was now completely on top of him, her expression furious. "How could you... You'll never get a wife like this!"

His little expression looked so angry, it made you want to kiss him. (And maybe even swear.)

Can't find a wife? Then marry him.

Who told him to get himself into this state? And then they lectured this virgin.

Fu Chengsi heard the beating of his own heart, each beat striking his chest, and then traveling through his chest to the person who was making his heart race.

Song Xueci clearly noticed it too, and stared at him strangely.

Fu Chengsi felt an unprecedented sense of embarrassment.

Fortunately, Song Xueci was oblivious and didn't realize what such a racing heart meant. Otherwise, even if someone asked him with a smirk, "Are you smitten?", he wouldn't have been able to refute it.

Xue Ci was still stuck on the previous sentence.

He felt it was rather embarrassing for someone as "experienced" as him to be provoked.

Moreover, having finally gotten the chance to teach this seemingly knowledgeable but actually pretentious guy, he felt it was necessary to maintain his dignity.

"I'll take them off right away," Xue Ci said casually, then added, "But I don't like undressing in front of strangers, so you'll have to close your eyes."

Xue Ci's way of speaking has changed.

Normally, this kitten would politely ask, "Could you close your eyes?"

But when dealing with people who make you unhappy, you have to use a commanding tone.

He expected to be mocked with things like, "Haven't you ever taken your clothes off in front of your husband?", "Men shouldn't hide when they take their clothes off," and "Is there something more to your body than others?"

But Fu Chengsi was probably worn down by him, and he quietly closed his eyes.

Xue Ci has always been someone who responds better to gentle persuasion than force.

Fu Chengsi's obedience made him feel embarrassed.

His gaze inadvertently fell on the other man's suit trousers, and he awkwardly asked in a low voice, "Do you want me to help you take them off?"

Fu Chengsi: "Do you have a habit of taking off your pants for strange men?"

"..."

Sure enough, Fu Chengsi wouldn't be himself if he didn't mock others.

He didn't know what he had said that offended the other person, so he simply silently took off his shorts.

After he finished undressing, he saw that Fu Chengsi had already opened his eyes.

... never mind.

Xue Ci was too lazy to talk to him, thinking she would just finish the task and run away, leaving Fu Chengsi alone here.

But Fu Chengsi seemed to be bothered by the word "stranger," and asked again, "If I'm a stranger, then what about Lu Min and Qin Ran?"

"I've already seen your place. If you consider them strangers, then what about those two people? Or have you already kissed them? I've seen that too."

Xue Ci couldn't help but bother him. "Would I let just anyone kiss me?"

He impatiently ripped off the other person's clothes. "You're annoying, don't say another word."

Fu Chengsi, of course, wouldn't remain silent.

The friction of the fabric made his breathing heavy, and his eyelids trembled.

I wish it could move.

He wouldn't have so many words left; he would just fill the space directly.

It's clear now that Xue Ci doesn't want him to have an easy time.

But Song Xueci, that idiot, is just too easy to understand.

Fu Chengsi took a deep breath, exhaled, and imagined himself biting the other person's tongue hard before he calmed down.

"I bet you got kissed by that blond guy, didn't you? You came back in with your lips all red the night before."

He stared at Xue Ci's increasingly dissatisfied expression and continued to provoke her, "But your lips look very soft, they must feel good to kiss."

No wonder they all want to kiss.

"But I'd rather fuck you."

Xue Ci was stunned for a moment, then, after realizing what she had said, she said in an embarrassed and annoyed tone, "W-what did you say?!"

The young servant was so angry that his shoulders were trembling, and his eyes were full of tears, wet like a little rabbit's.

Do you know what I want to do most right now? I want to make you roll your eyes back, drool, and spray it all over me.

Fu Chengsi knew.

Xue Ci is someone who cannot be easily provoked.

He also knew that what he said might anger the other party, causing them to do something unusual.

"You don't like it--"

Fu Chengsi groaned before he could finish speaking.

He did achieve his goal.

Song Xueci angrily slammed her knee into him.

Surprisingly, he surrendered immediately after being teased just a little.

The young male servant opposite him stared blankly at his messed-up belly, his face blank with disbelief.

Author's Note:

[Poor thing] The more I write, the more [heart-wrenching] it gets.