As soon as Cheng Yue finished speaking, the awkwardness in the air seemed to solidify.
Ji Xu frowned and remained silent, his expression unreadable.
On the other hand, Cheng Yue was awkwardly immersed in his own discomfort for a while. His attention was drawn to the touch of Ji Xu’s muscular arm. Ji Xu’s arm muscles were beautifully defined and smooth, especially with his shirt off, extending from his collarbone down to his shoulder and continuing…
Cheng Yue’s swallowing sound was clear, but he couldn’t hear it himself; his mind was filled with the image of Ji Xu’s bare shoulder.
After staring for a while, Cheng Yue, under the foggy command of his dazed head, uncontrollably reached out and poked Ji Xu’s abs.
Wow…
Cheng Yue’s mouth was half-open in surprise when suddenly, he was lifted off the ground and quickly thrown face-down onto the sofa. Before he could react, his arms were pulled behind him and restrained.
“You…” Cheng Yue had just started to lift his head when he heard the sharp sound of metal clashing, making him freeze in fear. He felt like Ji Xu might be about to hit him with nunchucks.
However, when a cold sensation touched his wrists, Cheng Yue stiffened and struggled to turn his head to see what was happening behind him.
But in the blink of an eye, Ji Xu pressed his head back into the sofa.
“Stay here and don’t move,” Ji Xu said, frowning as he looked at his towel which had been pushed up. He muttered a curse under his breath, slapped Cheng Yue’s butt, and then went into his room.
The slap on his butt actually hurt a bit, but since Ji Xu had said not to move, Cheng Yue really dared not move.
With his nose pressed into the sofa, breathing became somewhat difficult. He turned his head slightly and thought about the silver handcuffs he had briefly seen on his wrists. His mind felt a strange excitement.
This excitement might have come from the video, Ji Xu’s abs, or perhaps from the slap on his butt.
Just as Cheng Yue was shifting uncomfortably, he heard Ji Xu’s footsteps approaching and immediately stopped moving.
When Ji Xu’s footsteps stopped beside him, Cheng Yue was about to look up when his head was covered.
“How many times have I told you?” Ji Xu said, rubbing a towel over Cheng Yue’s head. “Remember to dry your hair after showering.”
Cheng Yue cleared his throat and moved his restrained arms uncomfortably. “I’m done, there’s no more water dripping.”
“Can you read?” Ji Xu half-hugged him and helped him sit up on the sofa. He grabbed a handful of Cheng Yue’s hair and then held his hand up in front of Cheng Yue’s face, asking, “Do you know how to write ‘干’?”
Cheng Yue’s mind was still occupied with the image of the handcuffs behind him, so he didn’t catch Ji Xu’s question clearly.
He vaguely heard the word “干” and responded, “Dry? Dry who*?”
*T/N: There’s a sexual innuendo to it
Ji Xu: “…”
Ji Xu furrowed his brows and pinched the back of Cheng Yue’s neck. “What are you always thinking about?”
Cheng Yue instinctively shrank his neck from the pinch. “I’m not thinking about anything…”
Ji Xu couldn’t be bothered to argue and silently continued rubbing his hair.
The room quickly fell silent, except for the sound of the towel rubbing against his hair.
“What type do you like?” Cheng Yue suddenly asked.
Ji Xu was momentarily stunned, but didn’t stop his movements. “What type of what?”
“Just…” Cheng Yue, feeling nervous, started to fidget with his restrained hands. “What type of… man do you like?”
Ji Xu’s hand stopped, and he gave a rare small smile, which he quickly suppressed.
“Tell me,” Cheng Yue looked up at him.
Ji Xu helplessly flicked Cheng Yue’s forehead. “I like someone who finishes their homework on their own every day.”
“I’m serious…” Cheng Yue sighed in disappointment. He felt like Ji Xu treated him like a child, leading him to think that whatever he said would always be seen as a joke.
And it seemed Ji Xu didn’t understand what he meant.
Ji Xu raised an eyebrow, pinched Cheng Yue’s chin, and forced him to look up. “Why are you so dumb?”
“You’re the one who’s dumb,” Cheng Yue muttered, feeling somewhat defiant. “All you care about is homework…”
Hearing Cheng Yue’s rebuttal, Ji Xu narrowed his eyes and pressed Cheng Yue down onto the coffee table.
Cheng Yue was now lying on the coffee table, his arms restrained behind him. His upper body had no support and he had to balance on his knees, which were resting on a soft woolen rug on the floor.
Ji Xu looked at Cheng Yue’s bare knees and threw a small pillow down. “Kneel properly.”
“I…” Cheng Yue was about to say something when Ji Xu’s sharp glance made him instantly quiet. He obediently knelt on the soft pillow.
Once Ji Xu saw Cheng Yue had assumed the proper position, he decisively slapped Cheng Yue’s raised butt, making a crisp sound.
The sound was pleasant, and the feeling was soft.
Ji Xu evaluated it internally with a neutral expression.
Cheng Yue was stunned by the sudden slap. The sharp, hot sensation on his butt made his nose tingle and his eyes redden.
“Does it hurt?” Ji Xu crouched down to look at him.
Cheng Yue nodded, feeling aggrieved.
“Who just called someone dumb?” Ji Xu asked again.
“You,” Cheng Yue replied clearly, feeling his back straighten.
Or maybe it was because he wanted Ji Xu to hit him again… just a little more…
Cheng Yue was startled by this sudden thought.
Ji Xu squinted and, after hearing him out, delivered two more slaps. Though softer, they were much harder than the first.
The sensation was so good that Ji Xu even lingered a bit, pinching the spot.
Cheng Yue’s waist softened from the pinch, causing him to collapse onto the floor, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
Ji Xu frowned and helped him up.
“What’s wrong?”
Cheng Yue, feeling increasingly anxious about his thoughts, and with his butt already tender from the repeated slaps, couldn’t hold back his tears.
Seeing Cheng Yue crying, Ji Xu quickly picked him up and carried him to the sofa. “What’s wrong?”
Cheng Yue, through his tear-filled vision, looked at Ji Xu’s worried face and realized his tears weren’t from the pain, but from…
Cheng Yue buried his head in Ji Xu’s shoulder, trying to hide the excitement on his face.
“Don’t cry,” Ji Xu gently rubbed his back. “I won’t hit you anymore.”
After wiping his tears and snot on Ji Xu’s clothes, Cheng Yue’s strange feelings eased a little.
Seeing Cheng Yue still clinging to his chest, Ji Xu sighed, holding him with one arm while trying to retrieve the keys from the coffee table with the other.
At this moment, Cheng Yue was sitting on the edge of the sofa, reaching for the keys. Despite the weight of another person in his arms, it wasn’t too much of a problem.
However, Ji Xu didn’t expect Cheng Yue to suddenly stand up.
Before Ji Xu could figure out what Cheng Yue was doing standing up, he lost his balance and fell to the ground, knocking over the fruit bowl on the coffee table as he braced himself.
As soon as Cheng Yue stood up, he noticed Ji Xu had fallen to the ground. He hurriedly leaned forward, intending to help Ji Xu up. However, he forgot that his hands were still cuffed and didn’t notice the apples and bananas scattered on the floor.
In the next moment, Cheng Yue stepped on an apple and immediately lost his balance. With a terrified expression, he toppled towards Ji Xu, who was lying on the ground.
As Cheng Yue fell, he thought about whether Ji Xu would be so angry as to throw him out. At the same time, he regretted the apple he had stepped on…
Ji Xu, frowning, saw Cheng Yue falling towards him and felt a surge of irritation.
Because Cheng Yue fell so quickly, Ji Xu only had time to catch him around the waist, but he couldn’t stop the momentum of Cheng Yue’s fall.
Although Cheng Yue was tall, he was quite thin, so Ji Xu didn’t feel much impact. He assumed Cheng Yue hadn’t hurt him too badly.
However, when Cheng Yue lifted his head from Ji Xu’s arms and tears started to fall, Ji Xu became flustered.
“What’s wrong? Did you get hurt?” Ji Xu helped him up.
Cheng Yue couldn’t stop the tears. It wasn’t that he wanted to cry, but the pain in his teeth made his tears a physiological reaction.
“Where does it hurt?” Ji Xu wiped his tears and asked again.
“My teeth…” Cheng Yue tried to hold back his tears and opened his mouth.
“I’ll take a look.” Ji Xu moved closer, touched Cheng Yue’s mouth with his fingers, and seeing there was no bleeding, he turned to get the keys from the coffee table to unlock the cuffs. “It’s fine, stop crying.”
“Oh…” Cheng Yue closed his mouth when he heard it was okay.
“Do your teeth still hurt?” After unlocking the cuffs, Ji Xu turned around, pinching Cheng Yue’s chin to look at his teeth again.
Cheng Yue touched his teeth with his tongue, relieved that they weren’t loose but still a bit sore, and then, feeling oddly proud, he opened his mouth for Ji Xu to see.
He even tapped his upper and lower teeth together, making a few crisp sounds, which made him wince in discomfort, covering his mouth immediately.
Ji Xu found the situation both amusing and helpless. After Cheng Yue composed himself, Ji Xu examined his teeth carefully, confirmed there was no problem, and then helped him back onto the sofa.
Ji Xu then bent down to pick up the scattered fruit on the floor. After cleaning up, he glanced at the clock on the wall and, seeing that it was getting late, he patted Cheng Yue, who was curled up on the sofa. “Go to sleep.”
“Mm…” Cheng Yue nodded and stayed on the sofa for a while, holding his teeth. While Ji Xu was in the kitchen getting water, Cheng Yue carefully disguised his discomfort and quietly slipped back to his room.
The next morning, Cheng Yue woke up and was still a bit frightened, touching his sore buttocks. He was also anxious about other reactions in his body, such as some uncontrollable excitement.
With Ji Xu out for a run, Cheng Yue took a tour around the house. Confirming that no one was around, he sat on the sofa with a serious expression, using his phone to search for some hard-to-discuss questions.
After a thorough search, Cheng Yue’s expression turned strange as his gaze slowly fell on the remote control on the coffee table.
After much hesitation, Cheng Yue couldn’t resist his curiosity and reached for the remote control, gritting his teeth as he slapped his arm with it.
Ouch!
The pain from the remote control made Cheng Yue’s tears well up, and he quickly covered his arm, gasping for breath.
After he calmed down, Cheng Yue stared at his groin with wide eyes.
Nothing…
He remembered from his search that pain could induce pleasure, but he wasn’t experiencing any pleasure at all.
Cheng Yue rubbed his arm in confusion, wondering whether he had a problem or not.
Or maybe he only had issues when he was with Ji Xu.
Why?
Cheng Yue frowned, unable to understand, and grabbed the remote control again, giving his butt a light slap, wondering if it was related to the location of the hit.
“What are you doing?” Ji Xu, having returned from his run without Cheng Yue noticing, stood at the door, looking at him.
Cheng Yue, startled by Ji Xu’s sudden appearance, blinked and started making up excuses, trying to justify his position of hitting his own butt on the sofa.
“Nothing… I just… felt like I deserved it…”
“You…” Ji Xu hesitated, knowing Cheng Yue had some particular interests and was willing to respect them.
But now, Ji Xu was deep in thought, looking at Cheng Yue.
The author has something to say:
Cheng Yue: I’m really not a pervert!!! qaq
