Chapter 49: Yuanyuan is Scared; He Wants to Sleep with Xiansheng
“Goodnight, Xiuqing Gege. See you tomorrow~”
Su Huaiyao wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, gazing at him with deep affection before pressing a shy kiss onto his cheek.
“Goodnight.”
Yu Xiuqing responded with a smile, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the other’s forehead.
Su Huaiyao’s face flushed a deeper red as he said bashfully, “Xiuqing Gege, I’m going to sleep now~”
Yu Xiuqing nodded and lowered the hand that had been stroking the youth’s cheek. A trace of irritability flickered between his brows, and his smile became somewhat forced; in his heart, he actually wished for the other to leave quickly.
But Su Huaiyao was clearly oblivious to his inner thoughts, his hands remaining tightly wound around the man’s waist, refusing to let go. If he weren’t afraid of being mocked for “cohabitating before marriage,” he would have certainly insisted on sleeping with him!
Standing by the door, Shen Yuan kept his head low, trying his best not to look at the two of them acting so inseparable. Yet, those sweet words still drifted into his ears. He could only silently endure the bitter taste in his mouth; every second of agony felt like a silent torment.
Yu Xiuqing felt so stifled by the tight embrace that he eventually couldn’t help but pull the youth’s hands away from his waist. He tried to keep his tone from sounding impatient:
“It’s late. Go to sleep.”
“Then you should rest early too, Xiuqing Gege!”
Su Huaiyao hadn’t had his fill of intimacy yet. He pouted with a bit of disappointment before responding obediently. When he turned around, he caught sight of Shen Yuan, who was standing at the door like a wooden statue.
He felt a surge of anger just looking at this fool!
Why did this person get to stay in Yu Xiuqing’s room while he had to sleep in the next room alone?
The more Su Huaiyao thought about it, the more displeased he became. Quickly hiding his jealous expression, he turned back with a piteous look:
“Xiuqing Gege, can I have Shen Yuan accompany me? My mother was arranged to stay in another room, and I’m scared to sleep alone at night…”
Shen Yuan snapped his head up upon hearing this. He shook his small head in panic, his voice laced with a sobbing tone, “I don’t want to! I-I don’t want to be with Su Huaiyao!”
The other would surely take advantage of Yu Xiuqing’s absence to torment him even more ruthlessly! He would make his life a living hell!
Yu Xiuqing narrowed his eyes. His gaze landed on that exquisite, porcelain-like face not far away. After a few seconds of dazed staring, the corner of his lips curled into a bloodthirsty arc.
The youth’s heart jolted. His entire body was tense, his large, bright black eyes filled with defensiveness and terror. Tears pooled in his eyes, making him look piteous.
He looked like a child who had done something wrong, nervously clutching the hem of his clothes as if waiting for punishment; it gave one the urge to ravage him ruthlessly.
Su Huaiyao saw the man staring fixedly at Shen Yuan and immediately moved his body to block the man’s view, shaking his arm:
“Since Shen Yuan is unwilling, then forget it…”
He deliberately acted disappointed and aggrieved. He knew that as long as he wanted something, his Xiuqing Gege would satisfy him; he wasn’t afraid of that fool resisting! Once Shen Yuan was in his room, he would see how he dealt with this bitch who constantly opposed him!
Just as Su Huaiyao was plotting how to abuse Shen Yuan, a single sentence from the man shattered his fantasy:
“I’m sorry, Xiaoyao. I still have a use for Shen Yuan. I’ll have Qi Yunzhao go over and protect you. With him there, I’ll be at ease. Besides, my room is right next to yours; if anything happens, you can knock on the door at any time.”
Having said that, Yu Xiuqing removed the youth’s arm from his own and rubbed his head to comfort him.
Su Huaiyao was stunned. His eyes widened slightly, as if he couldn’t believe the other would refuse him. He thought he had misheard, but the reality was right before him.
How could this be…
His Xiuqing Gege had refused his request for the first time! And it was for that dead thing, Shen Yuan!
“What is it, Xiaoyao?”
Yu Xiuqing noticed that the other’s expression was poor—a look he had never seen on the youth’s face before. He couldn’t help but frown and ask coldly:
“Are you dissatisfied with this arrangement?”
He had always disliked the taste of being refused.
Su Huaiyao clearly sensed the displeasure in his tone. He pursed his lips and didn’t dare say anything else. He had always been pampered, and Yu Xiuqing had always been submissive to him. Why had he suddenly changed?
The spoiled “young master” temper in his heart made it hard to endure even a bit of grievance, but facing Yu Xiuqing, he could only swallow his anger and nod.
“Go on.”
Only then did Yu Xiuqing’s tone soften slightly.
As Su Huaiyao reached the door, he shot a vicious glare at Shen Yuan. The look undoubtedly said: Just you wait!
Shen Yuan shivered in fright. To make way for him, his back slammed hard against the door.
The sharp pain immediately forced a muffled groan from his throat. He instinctively crouched onto the floor, biting his teeth hard, not daring to make a single sound. Fearing the man’s scolding, he could only curl into a ball while hugging his knees.
Yu Xiuqing took off his coat and unhurriedly unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a small portion of his sturdy chest. He turned his head slightly and saw the little thing whimpering on the floor, his eyes darkening.
The youth held himself tightly, tears clinging to his curled eyelashes. He looked utterly aggrieved, like a piteous little wife who had been severely bullied.
A few sparks of desire suddenly flared in Yu Xiuqing’s eyes. He stared at the youth’s lush, cherry-pink lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
But after staring for a moment, he ultimately did nothing, quickly extinguishing the fire in his eyes. After all, Su Huaiyao was in the next room. These old-fashioned rooms had no soundproofing; he was somewhat afraid that if he bullied Shen Yuan too hard and made him scream, his beloved would hear it.
“Heh.”
Yu Xiuqing let out a low laugh, his face suddenly turning indifferent. He commanded, “What are you still crouching there for? Close the door and then stand guard. You are not allowed to sleep.”
Hearing this, Shen Yuan immediately stood up. Ignoring the pain in his body, he bowed and responded.
He obediently closed the door and then stood there, looking at the man with a terrified gaze. He was afraid the other would demand he do something shameful again…
His mind began to uncontrollably recall the man’s burning gaze and deep voice, breathing against his ear. Shen Yuan’s face suddenly turned beet red and began to heat up.
Every time the two of them were alone in a room, the other would surely torment him ruthlessly! He would make him wish he were dead!
Shen Yuan trembled incessantly, squeezing his eyes shut as he waited for those demonic hands to touch his face.
After waiting for several minutes, the surroundings remained deathly silent. There were no footsteps or breathing from Xiansheng.
Shen Yuan opened his eyes timidly, only to find no one in front of him. He breathed a secret sigh of relief, feeling as if a weight had been lifted from his heart, but he was still confused.
Nothing happened?
He took a cautious step forward, lifting his head to peek toward the bed.
He saw Yu Xiuqing lying straight on the bed with his eyes closed, though he couldn’t tell if the man was asleep. Shen Yuan pulled his head back, his heart finally settling.
It seems Xiansheng has lost interest in me…
That was for the best; he could suffer a little less.
He sniffled his red nose and pouted, using his slender, fair fingers to wipe away the tears at the corners of his eyes.
The room became silent as death. Although the heater was on, Shen Yuan’s palms were exceptionally cold and trembling, as if enveloped by a freezing terror. The ticking of the clock on the wall struck heavily against his heart, making his nerves sensitive and weak.
“Ugh… Yuanyuan is so scared…”
Shen Yuan’s eyes were slightly red and his face was pale as he looked around in terror. The images of everyone pointing at him and mocking him during the day refused to fade from his mind.
His fair feet stepped onto the cold floor as he ran stumbling toward Yu Xiuqing. The intense fear drove him to crawl directly onto the man’s bed and burrow into his covers.
Yu Xiuqing snapped his eyes open, his face full of alertness. He instinctively tried to sit up, but his neck was suddenly held tightly by a pair of arms. Something seemed to be shivering.
A wave of coldness immediately hit his chest.
Shen Yuan buried his head into the man’s warm, solid chest, his body shaking violently as he murmured incessantly:
“Xiansheng… I’m scared… so scared.”
Yu Xiuqing’s brows furrowed. He threw back half the blanket and saw the little fellow in his arms trembling all over. The fuzzy head rubbed against him, and the clear, small face was as pale as death from fright.
The small hands tightly clutched the shirt over his chest as the boy began whimpering and crying. The sight was truly piteous.
But a look of disgust flashed across Yu Xiuqing’s handsome face.
He had severe mysophobia and loathed others touching his body, let alone someone getting onto his bed without permission—and even interrupting him while he was half-asleep!
Back in the military, to stay alive, he had slept lightly every night with his nerves on edge. Whenever anything approached, he would quickly pull out a knife.
Shen Yuan was truly courting death!
At this moment, he really wanted to pick up the little thing beside him and throw him heavily onto the floor. But considering the other’s weak body, he feared the fall might kill him instantly, leaving him with nothing to play with in the future.
Yu Xiuqing suppressed his exploding emotions, pressing his tongue against his cheek. He rested his head on one arm, the youth’s unique body fragrance drifting into his nose.
This faint milky tea scent made him uncontrollably think of the texture of Shen Yuan’s skin—soft and delicate.
The little ball shivering in his arms had no idea what the man was thinking. He only heard the other’s strong, rapid heartbeat.
But it was enough to make him feel safe.
“Achoo!”
The little fool couldn’t help but sneeze. His face was pressed against the man’s chest, his small mouth slightly open and his nose twitching.
“Get off.”
Yu Xiuqing turned his head, his voice somewhat husky. His body had already become hot from the youth’s ignorant touching.
He didn’t want to take Shen Yuan here.
But the sensation of suppressing his impulses was exceptionally uncomfortable.
If this little idiot continued to stay on him, he was afraid he would really make the other cry until dawn!
Xiansheng’s bed was so warm and secure that Shen Yuan naturally refused to leave. He huddled further into the man’s embrace, letting out a tiny, delicate moan:
“Ngh… no, Yuanyuan doesn’t… doesn’t want to get off. I’m scared… I want to sleep with Xiansheng…”
Yu Xiuqing’s patience was limited. Although his willpower was stronger than anyone’s, his body clearly couldn’t take it anymore.
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