Chapter 14 I hadn't considered Li Xin. Li Xin's body curled up slightly, and Su...

Li Xin was still making his nest at his door. The previous bedding had been burned, so he moved a thinner set from the room.

Su Jinmu's classes were resumed, and her meals reverted to the old boiled vegetable leaves that looked unappetizing.

He didn't want to eat, so for several days in a row he used Li Xin's phone number to order takeout, asked Li Xin to pick it up, and then took it back to his room to eat by himself.

Today, Li Xin ordered hot pot. He carried a large box of takeout into the bedroom. Su Jinmu sat on the sofa, lazily watching the boy open the box, take out the ingredients and pot that came with it, and plug it in to start cooking.

Su Jinmu was dressed in thin clothes, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, her trouser legs naturally pulled up to reveal her two tender calves. She lazily propped her face up and watched him work slowly and methodically.

Li Xin turned around, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked, "Would you like the flavor milder or stronger?"

Su Jinmu: "It should smell a bit stronger."

Li Xin nodded, then turned around and added more chili peppers to enhance the flavor.

The room was filled with fragrance. Li Xin was wearing an apron, her slender waist tied with a belt, and she exuded a dignified and harmless aura. She smiled calmly and looked very virtuous.

It was as if the person who was in the damp, perverted, and rock-hard bathroom that day had nothing to do with him.

Su Jinmu looked at him with a half-smile.

That day, Li Xin's erection was too obvious, and she had previously offered to serve him many times.

It's highly unlikely that he did all this simply because he was afraid of being kicked out or having his job taken over by Number Two.

Although Li Xin wanted to stay in the Su family to conceal his identity, in fact, he had already joined forces with his maternal grandfather, so even if he lost the Su family as a cover, it wouldn't matter much.

Moreover, given Li Xin's madness, it's truly impossible for him to go to such lengths as to sacrifice himself to conceal his identity.

Su Jinmu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes drooping down to conceal the expression in her eyes.

So he was... seducing him?

Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow slightly, recalling the clearly visible silhouette of Li Xin beneath his soaked clothes in the bathroom.

When the other person prepared the sauce and brought it to him, he raised his hand to take it, his fingertips seemingly brushing against the other person's hand unintentionally.

The warmth was fleeting.

The boy in front of him paused slightly, his expression darkening as he looked at him.

Su Jinmu raised her eyebrows and smiled slightly with interest.

It's quite interesting, but unfortunately...

After he finished eating, whether there was something wrong with the hot pot or Li Xin didn't hold it properly, it broke apart with a loud crash just as he was cleaning up.

Li Xin was carrying a pot when he was splashed with water. Su Jinmu told him to go to the bathroom to take a shower and clean up the room before going to his tutoring class.

The next day, I passed by several servants near the garden. They were chatting and slacking off, and their whispers carried on the wind, filled with shock.

"The young master doesn't seem as gentle and obedient as before lately; he's been causing trouble for Li Xin every now and then."

"That's right, Li Xin has been sleeping on the floor outside the young master's bedroom. His mattress is so thin it's practically a blanket, and his whole body would be stiff after sleeping on it."

"Not only that, recently Li Xin has stopped taking food from the kitchen and orders takeout himself. I heard that if the young master is even slightly unhappy, he just kicks his food away."

Su Jinmu: "??????"

What do you mean he kicked Li Xin's food?

He's stopped pretending to be well-behaved lately, but he hasn't gone so far as to kick someone's food out of the house, has he?

Where did this outrageous rumor come from?!

The maid chimed in, "That's right, that's right! There was such a loud noise yesterday, it scared the crap out of us! When Li Xin came out, he was soaking wet, carrying his clothes that were covered in soup. He looked so disheveled."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

They had already showered and changed in his room, so what was there to be embarrassed about?

Going out in a mess is what makes you look pathetic.

Su Jinmu pouted, ignoring the gossip and their laziness, pretending not to see anything, and prepared to leave.

The group shook their heads and clicked their tongues. "It's not the young master's fault."

"Anyone who suddenly finds out that they are not biologically related to their parents and have been prepared by their parents to be given away or to be the lover of what they thought was their older brother would undergo a drastic personality change."

Su Jinmu paused in her steps.

What happened in the garden that day was overheard.

"Hey, we servants should keep these things to ourselves and not spread them around."

"I know, the young master used to be such a good person, he gave me a lot of bonuses, I definitely won't talk nonsense."

"It's just that Li Xin is pitiful. The young master is in a bad mood, and he suffers for nothing."

Another person clicked their tongue and said, "You forgot, it was Li Xin who offended the young master first. Besides, you pity Li Xin, and you hope that the young master won't target Li Xin, but instead vent his resentment about the difference in their backgrounds on us indiscriminately?"

The servant in front: "..."

The maid was silent for a moment, then said, "Let Li Xin continue to pity me. If he pities me, he can't pity me too."

"..."

"…………"

Su Jinmu smiled and silently walked away.

He had asked Feng Yixing to help him find someone to vent his frustrations on, but Feng Yixing hadn't responded yet. Instead, he had added someone else by chance.

We chatted, looked at each other's photos, and checked each other's information.

He's good-looking, a young man who just graduated and wants to find excitement to lose his virginity.

It's nice and clean.

Neither of them had any complaints, and they quickly arranged a time to meet at the hotel.

Su Jinmu booked a five-star hotel presidential suite to ensure there was nothing unhygienic.

The door opened, and the young man was already waiting inside. Su Jinmu stepped in.

Zhao Ting sat on the sofa, feeling uncontrollably a little reserved. Hearing the noise, he jumped up as if being called on by a teacher, standing straight in the dim light.

He was quite tall and strong, with a handsome face, and his ears were a little red.

"Hello, I am Zhao Ting."

Su Jinmu nodded slightly; these basics had already been reviewed by each other before.

The room was dimly lit and ambiguous. Su Jinmu stood under the light, her whole body as bright as snow and jade, her eyebrows and eyes beautiful. Just by standing there, she seemed to have the power to captivate people's hearts.

Zhao Ting's ears turned even redder. Although he had seen the other person's photo on his phone and knew that she was good-looking, he was still captivated by her stunning beauty in person and rubbed his burning earlobes in embarrassment.

Quite innocent.

Su Jinmu thought casually, "He's much more innocent than that devil Li Xin."

He ran into Li Xin when he went out today after packing an outfit. Li Xin asked him where he was going, and he casually replied that he was looking for Feng Yixing.

They should be asleep by now.

Su Jinmu pursed her lips, temporarily putting the irrelevant people out of her mind, and casually tossed the small bag of clothes onto the sofa. "Stop talking nonsense. Everything you need is in the room. Did you take a shower before you came?"

The parabola passed by Zhao Ting's side. Although it didn't touch him, Zhao Ting's heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if it had been hit. It pounded wildly, and he nodded honestly, "I washed it."

He stuttered twice after only two sentences upon entering; is he a stutterer?

Never mind, it's not important.

Su Jinmu looked around and pointed to the bathroom, "Go and take another shower."

While it's okay to vent, hygiene must be maintained.

Zhao Ting nodded obediently, her ears turning even redder, and dashed into the frosted bathroom, where steam quickly filled the air, creating a white mist.

Zhao Ting washed himself thoroughly again, and when he came out in his bathrobe, his exposed chest seemed to reflect light, gleaming from being scrubbed.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu smiled, rubbed her temples, her desire hadn't risen yet, but she did find it a bit funny.

However, he doesn't dislike such innocent people.

He beckoned, and Zhao Ting walked over clumsily, standing straight in front of him. Su Jinmu, annoyed that he was blocking the light, kicked his shin.

Zhao Ting's ears burned bright red, almost to the point of bleeding. The spot where he was kicked felt like an electric shock, and his head buzzed. He stammered, "W-what happened? Was it not clean?"

Su Jinmu: "..."

She's a bit less intelligent and sensible than Li Xin.

...No, why does he keep thinking about Li Xin?

Su Jinmu pursed her lips, "It's too high, squat down."

Zhao Ting: "Oh, oh."

Zhao Ting knelt down on one knee.

Seeing that he was rather dazed, Su Jinmu didn't want to waste any more time talking nonsense, so she grabbed the collar of his bathrobe and pulled him closer.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a loud bang exploded.

The exceptionally sturdy door of the presidential suite was kicked hard, accompanied by a loud rumble.

Immediately following a beep, the door was opened by swiping a card, and a figure flashed past.

Before Su Jinmu could react, a chill suddenly spread from behind her, her upper body tightened, and she was abruptly turned and pressed into someone's waist and abdomen. "...Ugh."

"Bang."

Another sound.

Zhao Ting was kicked to the ground, groaned, and hurriedly got up to rescue Su Jinmu, yelling, "Who are you?! Let go of Jinmu!"

"……Oh."

The newcomer sneered, slowly uttering the name between his lips, "...Jin Mu?"

The voice was strangely familiar, yet strangely cold.

Su Jinmu's eyes, nose, and mouth were all covered by the other person's waist and abdomen, and a hand tightly gripped the back of her head, making her unable to move. She paused slightly upon hearing the sound, and her struggling movements stopped.

...Li Xin?

What is he doing here?

"Young Master."

A low, slow voice sounded above his head, and a hand that had been caressing the back of his head moved down to the back of his neck. The cold, hard knuckles pressed tightly against his neck, accompanied by a low, hoarse voice.

A chill ran down Su Jinmu's spine, her breathing quickened, and she looked up, "What are you doing here?"

How did I get here?

Li Xin suddenly laughed, his pale skin framed by a pair of eerily dark eyes that stared straight at him, his teeth clenched tightly. He gripped the back of Li Xin's neck, leaned down, and his high nose almost touched Li Xin's.

Their breaths mingled.

Li Xin's face, the skin clinging to his teeth, twitched a few times in a strange way, and a sinister smile appeared on his lips. "I came to find the young master, not to find Feng Yixing."

"...How did you end up here? Hmm?"

He initially saw Su Jinmu carrying a small bag and heading to find Feng Yixing. He didn't think much of it at first, but he couldn't help wanting to confirm where Su Jinmu was going. After having someone check, he discovered that Feng Yixing wasn't even in the city.

He was lying to himself.

He wasn't going to find Feng Yixing.

So where is he going to spend the night if he has a change of clothes?

……hotel.

And a man named Zhao Ting.

Li Xin's eyes were almost pure black, terrifyingly dark, and a violent emotion was spreading wildly from the bottom of his heart, but the corners of his mouth were still curled up, and his nose gently brushed against him, his voice low and slow.

"Young Master, what brings you here?"

Li Xin was too close to him, and Su Jinmu felt a little short of breath from his stare. She pursed her lips and tried to back away.

But the next second, the hand behind his neck tightened its grip, pressing him down hard, and their noses bumped together. "What are you doing here?"

The air grew increasingly stuffy, her heart inexplicably racing uncontrollably. Su Jinmu frowned, "What could you possibly be doing at a hotel in the middle of the night? Let go, mmm..."

The hand on the back of his neck tightened, and Li Xin's eyes were almost bloodshot. His suppressed emotions grew stronger, and his voice was frighteningly cold, accompanied by a sinister laugh, "Is it because I secretly drank your bathwater that day that the young master was unhappy?"

Zhao Ting: "???!!!" Huh??!!!

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

grass.

I thought you were just going to play around with the smell, but it turns out you actually want to drink it?!

Su Jinmu was stunned for a moment, her mind a little blank. She pursed her lips and turned her head away, saying, "It has nothing to do with you. I just came out to have some fun."

"Looking for fun? Hooking up?" Li Xin smirked, his cold thumb rubbing against the back of his neck, sending shivers down his spine.

"Didn't I already say that I'm serving the young master, why would I go to such lengths when I can do it all myself?"

Su Jinmu felt uncomfortable as his fingertips rubbed against her neck. Strange electric currents slid down her neck and spread to her limbs and bones, and her heart also felt a little uncomfortable.

“You are you, he is him. Your job is with the Su family. He will not step into the Su family and will not take your job.”

He could bully Li Xin for fun at the Su family's house, but when it came to venting his frustrations in bed, he had absolutely no intention of seeking out Li Xin.

This is, after all, the main character.

Su Jinmu turned his face away. Li Xin sneered, his anger surging, but his voice became softer and softer, even carrying a hint of cold gentleness, as he touched behind Su Jinmu's ear.

"That means, young master, you didn't consider me at all."

But last time, when Su Jinmu saw him secretly smelling the bathtub water and saw him get hard, she didn't show much resistance or aversion.

I even looked at it many times.

He didn't believe he felt nothing at all.

Li Xin's eyes were filled with a deep sadness.

If it's just about hooking up and venting, why can a stranger do it but he can't?

"...Why? What makes me special?"

Su Jinmu was somewhat displeased by his behavior. Being stared at by him made him feel as if he had done something wrong, so his expression turned cold as he looked back at him indifferently.

"I don't have a penchant for sleeping with my personal servants."

Su Jinmu kicked his shin. "Now, get out."

Li Xin stared at him, his eyes dark and unblinking.

Su Jinmu looked back expressionlessly, then suddenly felt a tightening around her lower back and was lifted up by the buttocks, her wrists restrained by one hand.

Su Jinmu was startled and pursed her lips. "What are you doing?"

Li Xin grabbed the person and strode out, his aura terrifying, his voice icy, "Get out of here."

Let him go, fine, anyway, it didn't say he couldn't take people with him.

Su Jinmu: "…………"

.

Su Jinmu was carried all the way down by Li Xin. His interest had been completely ruined, so he didn't bother to struggle and just let the other person carry him.

Li Xin carried her away from the hotel entrance, and she glanced at the ghostly, cold boy in front of her, then at the hotel's name.

He squinted slightly.

How did Li Xin get the room key?

Is this hotel owned by his maternal grandfather?

It doesn't seem so.

It had started raining outside sometime earlier. Li Xin carried him without calling a car, firmly holding him with one arm as they walked on the sidewalk.

He released his wrist for a moment, then pulled out his small bag of clothes from somewhere, coldly took out a coat, and draped it over his head and body.

Su Jinmu: "..."

Su Jinmu: "…………"

He didn't even see that Li Xin had brought the bag of clothes with him.

He didn't ask, and Li Xin didn't say anything either. The boy just lowered his eyes, his thin, scarlet lips were wet with rain, slightly pale, and the curve was almost imperceptible as they turned downwards.

There was resentment, a sense of dejection at not being considered at all, and a feeling of being wronged.

Su Jinmu: "..."

This is a matter of mutual consent, so there's no need to feel wronged.

The two remained silent the entire way. The hotel was not far from the Su family's home, but it wasn't exactly close either.

Li Xin carried him in one arm without even switching arms, and with his tall stature and long legs, he strode all the way back to the Su family home.

It was late at night, and almost everyone in the villa was asleep. The rain was still drizzling, and the wind had picked up, making the air damp and cold. Su Jinmu was alright, but Li Xin was soaked to the bone.

The corridor was damp and shady, cold and humid. Su Jinmu stood at the bedroom door, opened it and went in. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Li Xin's thin quilt on the small shelf outside the door and pointed at it.

"Take your things and go back to your room."

After saying that, he turned around and closed the door.

Li Xin looked down at the bedding on the shelf.

He burned one set last time, but he actually had a thicker set, but he brought out this thinner one instead.

Li Xin lowered his eyes and stared for a while, without moving. He went downstairs to take a shower, then returned to the third floor and slowly spread out the items.

There were rustling sounds outside the door, and every now and then there was the dull thud of an arm stretching out to spread the blanket and hitting the door.

The sound wasn't loud, nor was the noise heavy; it just kept thumping every now and then.

After washing up and getting into bed, Su Jinmu thought, "..."

What are you doing?

After ruining someone's good deed, are you going to come here and disturb the peace?

Su Jinmu pulled the blanket over her head, ignoring the question.

He wasn't just talking about wanting to sleep with someone; he was addicted to sex and it helped him relieve stress.

It was the only way he had indulged himself for a long time.

He could no longer give it up.

I don't want to give it up either.

But Li Xin was indeed not considered.

The villain only wants to bully and toy with the protagonist on a daily basis; he doesn't want to sleep with the protagonist.

As for what Li Xin thinks... that's none of his business.

Su Jinmu was asleep with her eyes closed. The noise outside didn't last long. After the bedding was made, it quickly quieted down, as if the noise was just an accident.

Su Jinmu closed her eyes for half an hour. It was quiet outside; there was no snoring or teeth grinding.

Li Xin has always been a good sleeping posture.

...Of course, it's also possible that the door is very soundproof.

It's raining and getting colder today, so the room isn't warm either.

Ten more minutes passed, and Su Jinmu still couldn't fall asleep. The image of Li Xin's downturned lips in the rain floated into her mind, and the thought of the drafty, damp, and cold corridor made her irritable and she opened her eyes.

...So annoying.

Frustrated, Su Jinmu scratched her head, grabbed a cushion in a fit of anger, and slammed it against the door.

"Get in here."

Li Xin stood by the door, clearly hearing two sounds from inside. He slightly raised his eyes, a dark glint flashing in his unfathomable gaze. He almost imperceptibly raised the corners of his lips, then lowered them again.

With a cold expression, he tidied the bedding, opened the door, and went inside.

Su Jinmu was very annoyed. She covered herself completely with the blanket, curled up into a ball, with only her slender white arm sticking out. She pointed casually, and her voice came out muffledly from under the blanket.

"Sleep on the carpet."

Li Xin held the pillow that had been thrown towards the bedroom door, his expression dark and brooding. His eyes were fixed on the small bulge, filled with a manic possessiveness and a strange, gloomy look. He slightly raised his lips.

He didn't speak, remaining quiet, reserved, and very cautious.

Without making a sound or showing much emotion, he moved the bedding onto the carpet, tidied it up, and lay down.

The room was dark and dim, with only outlines visible. Su Jinmu peeked out from under the covers.

The boy lay flat on the carpet, eyes closed, hands neatly placed on his abdomen, a thin blanket loosely covering his body.

Su Jinmu glanced at it a few times, then, too lazy to care anymore, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

In the middle of the night, he got up to use the bathroom. The room was dimly lit. He groggily got out of bed and walked toward the bathroom. He had only taken two steps when, without warning, he kicked something flexible.

Accompanied by a muffled, suppressed groan of pain.

Then his feet were wrapped in a soft blanket, as if the person under the blanket was curled up on his side, enduring the pain, which restrained his steps.

"?!!"

Su Jinmu suddenly woke up, turned on the night light, and immediately saw the person curled up at her feet.

The sudden light stung the boy's eyes, and he squinted slightly before looking up to meet his gaze.

Su Jinmu pursed her lips, unsure if she had kicked too hard, and looked down at Li Xin's abdomen.

The boy glanced at him, as if receiving some signal, and quickly looked away, even opening up his curled-up waist and abdomen, stepping back to make way for him.

She didn't say anything, just quietly glanced at him, and lay down to one side.

Aside from not going back to her room to sleep, she conscientiously fulfilled every request and every glance he gave her.

Obedient and compliant.

It's like a tamed beast that has been cruelly abandoned.

They silently conveyed their obedience and grievances.

Su Jinmu: "..."

No, protagonist, is this right?