Chapter 60 Fu Qinghuai is not someone you can use and then discard.

As soon as Xie Xun said this, the arm around his waist tightened immediately.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Qinghuai's muffled voice came from behind her neck.

"Xunxun is so mean..."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of grievance, "Use it and then throw it away?"

Xie Xun was so angry at his counter-accusation that she almost laughed. She struggled but was held even tighter, so she could only grit her teeth and retort, "Otherwise what? Fu Qinghuai, do you think we're really dating?"

The moment those words were spoken, the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

Xie Xun clearly noticed that Fu Qinghuai's body behind him paused for a moment, and even the cold aura flowing in the room seemed to stop for a second.

But when Fu Qinghuai spoke again, his voice was even gentler, with a hint of deliberate grievance.

"But……"

His lips lightly brushed against Xie Xun's earlobe, his hot, ambiguous breath suddenly exhaling onto Xie Xun's sensitive skin, but his words sounded even more aggrieved, "I'm still feeling unwell, what should I do?"

With that, Fu Qinghuai exerted force with his arm and easily pressed Xie Xun, who was still struggling, back onto the messy wedding bed.

A tall figure loomed down, obscuring the candlelight.

"Fu Qinghuai!" Xie Xun cried out in alarm, his voice trembling slightly.

"Hey! Xunxun~"

Fu Qinghuai chuckled in response, and in the chaos, he reached his hand into Xie Xun's waist and abdomen, while forcefully thrusting his knee between Xie Xun's legs, pinning him down and rendering him unable to move.

The surrounding black mist thickened and twisted, revealing the owner's excitement.

Seeing the person beneath him raise their neck in arousal, their fox-like eyes glistening with tears and the corners of their eyes still bearing the lingering redness, Fu Qinghuai felt his heart pounding wildly.

I'm even more tempted now.

"Use it and run? There's no such thing as a free lunch."

Fu Qinghuai leaned down, his nose almost brushing against the other's swollen lips, and chuckled softly in a low, husky voice, "Now that I've become like this, shouldn't Xunxun take responsibility?"

Fu Qinghuai is not some cheap commodity that can be used and discarded at will.

To everyone's surprise, Xie Xun chuckled softly upon hearing this.

"Okay,"

He raised his eyes, the tears still glistening, yet his usual domineering demeanor had returned. "Since the little dog has said so, how can I not grant your wish?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly mustered up some strength and, taking advantage of Fu Qinghuai's momentary lapse in concentration, used his waist to exert force. In a dizzying turn of events, he turned the tables and pinned Fu Qinghuai beneath him.

The crimson brocade quilt was disheveled. Xie Xun straddled Fu Qinghuai's waist, his hair messy, with a few strands sticking to his sweaty neck.

His fingers pressed against Fu Qinghuai's chest, his fingertips slowly sliding down the muscle lines, a blatant provocation. Though the corners of his eyes were still red, a defiant smile curved his lips.

"How's the puppy?"

He gently twisted his waist, feeling the person beneath him instantly tense up with satisfaction, and laughed even more unrestrainedly, "Is that responsible enough? Is it good? Hmm? Little dog."

Suddenly pressed back, Fu Qinghuai's peach blossom eyes widened.

They never expected Xie Xun to go to such lengths.

He stared intently at Xie Xun above him, whose face was so beautiful that it was impossible to look away. His skin was pale and his features were exquisite, especially his fox-like eyes, which were upturned at the corners. A single glance from them was enough to make his heart itch.

Fu Qinghuai unconsciously swallowed.

Wherever Xie Xun touched, it felt like it was on fire. And the panting sound of the little dog sent shivers down his spine.

Was it good?

It was absolutely amazing!

The pleasure was like a surging, turbulent wave, crashing over him in waves.

He groaned, and the hand that was on Xie Xun's waist tightened suddenly, his fingers turning white as he gripped the person on top of him tightly, as if he wanted to hold the person down but was afraid of killing him if he was too rough.

"Cool……"

Fu Qinghuai breathed heavily, his voice hoarse, his peach blossom eyes filled with pleasure, "So good!"

Seeing the demon reveling in its soul, Xie Xun smirked coldly. The candlelight cast a flickering shadow on his profile, and his sweat-dampened hair clung to his cheeks, making him look like a red rose soaked in dew.

"You can't even handle this?"

His voice was still slightly breathless, each word like a feather brushing against his skin, "Weren't you quite capable just now?"

Xie Xun deliberately slowed down his movements, and when he looked down at the person beneath him, he couldn't help but be distracted.

Fu Qinghuai's face was indeed exceptionally beautiful, possessing a beauty that transcended gender. His peach blossom eyes were upturned, and a tiny beauty mark adorned the area below his right eye, adding a touch of eeriness with every movement.

At this moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his thin lips were tightly pursed. He was clearly enduring, yet he was breathtakingly beautiful.

At that moment, he suddenly felt like he was on the throne of Fu Qinghuai.

This pleasure even surpasses physical ecstasy.

He was in control of the rhythm, and he was also in control of Fu Qinghuai, who was about to lose control.

After a while, Xie Xun curled his lips, leaned down, and whispered maliciously in Fu Qinghuai's ear, "Little dog, call my name."

Upon hearing this, Fu Qinghuai's dark eyes surged, and suddenly a captivating smile appeared on his face.

They really take a big swath of color when given a little.

Tsk, his Xunxun is indeed the kind of kitten that will climb onto the roof and tear off the tiles if left unattended for a day. He needs to be taught a good lesson.

Taking advantage of Xie Xun's momentary daze, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the back of the man's neck, pressed him heavily against himself, and sealed his triumphant lips with an almost ferocious kiss.

Then, with a swift turn, Fu Qinghuai instantly regained control.

In the remaining waves, he really did lean close to Xie Xun's ear again and again, tirelessly calling Xie Xun's name, each time accompanied by a deep thud.

"Search!"

"Ah Xun!"

"Thank you, Xun!"

In the heat of passion, he gently bit Xie Xun's reddened earlobe and uttered in a hoarse voice, "My wife."

Xie Xun trembled slightly, and instantly...

...

After an unknown amount of time, Xie Xun finally woke up from his deep sleep, feeling as if his body had been disassembled and reassembled, with weak limbs.

When Fu Qinghuai saw that the person in his arms had woken up, he nuzzled his hair affectionately. With a thought, he removed all the barriers surrounding the cave.

Little Green, who had been anxiously guarding outside the barrier, immediately raised its head and darted over like an arrow. Just as it was about to climb onto Xie Xun as usual, it was blocked halfway by a wisp of black mist.

"Don't touch your master."

Fu Qinghuai's voice still carried the afterglow of satisfaction. Xie Xun glanced at him before putting him down, but the black mist wrapped around him like vines.

The ghost kept laughing, without stopping.

Little Green lay curled up in place, flicking its tongue as it looked at this and that. Finally, with Xie Xun's permission, its eyes lit up and it slowly climbed onto his shoulder.

The little snake flicked its tail lightly, looking incredibly smug.

Fu Qinghuai raised an eyebrow and chuckled, not intending to bother with a stupid snake that wasn't very intelligent.

After the barrier was removed, the morning light, mixed with the scent of grass and trees, flooded into the cave.

Xie Xun squinted, adjusting his eyes to the light, and realized that it was already the next morning outside; they had actually spent the night in this cave.

Almost simultaneously, his water-soaked cell phone in his pocket seemed to finally have a signal and began to vibrate wildly.

The screen was malfunctioning due to water damage. He pressed it a few times with difficulty before he could see many missed calls and unread messages displayed on the lock screen, almost all of which were from Wen Xubai.

The latest message is displayed on the lock screen:

[Wen Xubai: Master Xie, how are you and Assistant Fu? Call me back as soon as you see this message! I'm very worried about you!]

Just then, the phone started buzzing again, and the words "Wen Xubai" appeared on the screen.

"Tsk tsk, what a death knell."