Chapter 66 [VIP]

Shen Ci snorted coldly, his expression grim: "Do you know how he insulted me in front of me? He practically pointed his finger at me and called me a homewrecker?"

"..." She came to him to complain? Chenmian rubbed his temples with a headache, sat up from the covers, covered his head and remained silent.

Shen Ci forcefully restrained Shen Mian's arms, pulling the boy into his embrace, and then leaned down to peck Shen Mian's lips.

The current position was really outrageous, especially since Zong Bingwen was still outside. Chen Mian was tense all over, pushing against the man's chest behind her with both hands.

Shen Ci held him firmly in place, but felt that struggling would exhaust the boy's strength, so she simply pressed down on his legs as well.

The sleepy creature cried out weakly, "You're just taking advantage of my illness."

“Bullying you?” Remembering that Zong Bingwen had said the same thing about him, Shen Ci spoke in a strange tone, “Is being your dog bullying you? I’m just licking your boots now.”

After saying that, he didn't make things difficult for himself and leaned in to lick Shen Mian's lips.

She then lowered her head, lifted the boy's pajamas, and began licking from his soft, undisturbed belly all the way down to his chest, down to the tips of his nipples.

Chenmian felt dizzy and weak all over. He tried hard to stay alert to Zong Bingwen outside the house.

But Shen Cicun was determined to torment him. He wasn't this crazy last night, but when Zong Bingwen came today, he seemed to be asserting his dominance.

Chenmian swallowed her sobs, tears welling in her eyes, and desperately pounded Chenci's back with her fists.

But Shen Ci remained silent, and even intensified the force of his teeth, making Shen Mian very uncomfortable.

In a daze, Shen Ci got off him and ruthlessly reached down to his lower body with her other hand.

As he was suddenly seized, his ears burned uncontrollably. He kicked Shen Ci, who was kneeling by the bed, and tried to crawl back under the covers.

But Shen Ci just touched him there and chuckled softly. Shen Mian's eyes burned with desire at the sound of that chuckle. He pushed his feet against Shen Ci's chest and backed away, but the young man grabbed his ankles and pulled him back.

He then lowered his head, stroking the joint at the ankle of the sleeping man with one hand, and took it into his mouth while the man's eyes were wide open.

Chenmian's mind was blank, and with her mouth agape, she couldn't remember a single word of what she had wanted to say to stop Chen Ci's actions.

He covered his eyes and felt a long-lost pleasure washing over him, so intense that he almost wanted to scream.

But no, there's someone else outside—his boyfriend whom he just confirmed last night.

If I were caught at this time, I can't even imagine what terrible consequences it would cause.

He took a while to recover from the tingling sensation in his body that had made his tailbone numb, and then he reached out with a trembling hand to push Shen Ci's head.

"Don't do this, Zong... Zong Bingwen is still outside." Chen Mian deliberately brought up the third person in the house.

But what's the point of bringing it up? Mentioning her boyfriend's name at this juncture will only make Shen Ci more resentful and her feelings more intense, without any other benefit.

Chenmian bit her knuckles and tears streamed down her face: "You, you hurry up, I can't take it anymore."

At this moment, Shen Ci still had time to look up and examine him, and said with a smile, "If you don't want it, it's obviously your brother who should hurry up. I'm just giving you a lick."

Chenmian was so embarrassed by the way Chen Ci addressed her as "brother" that she felt like she had nowhere to hide.

"I...I'm not your brother," he couldn't help but retort. "Don't call me brother now. Why didn't you call me that before?"

Shen Ci then called out "brother" again.

She felt ashamed and annoyed, and at the same time, she was filled with deep fear and dread.

Was the door behind Shen Ci really closed tightly? Even if it was, so what? It wasn't locked from the inside; Zong Bingwen could just push it open and come in.

Time seemed to stretch out exceptionally long in those few minutes; Chenmian had never felt so powerful before.

Finally, with a flash of white light, the torment ended. Shen Ci, shamelessly, swallowed it all, then stuck out his tongue for Shen Mian to see: "Brother, thank you for the treat."

—This is terrifying. Shen Ci is even more of a scoundrel than Lin Langli.

Shenmian felt his face and head were steaming. He looked at Shenci in disbelief at his first attempt at such an action, and felt deeply defeated by it instead of being ashamed.

If Shen Ci had only kissed him a few times, he could still argue that Shen Ci was just confusing kinship with love. But since Shen Ci had done such a thing to him, Shen Mian could no longer deceive himself.

I've taken care of him since he was a child, always coaxing and indulging his whims, and my feelings for him have indeed changed.

And it has deteriorated completely.

Chenmian cried sadly, his body trembling as he shrank back, and he picked up the tissue box from the bedside table and threw it at Chen Ci.

Perhaps because he had absorbed his vital energy, Shen Ci was exceptionally spirited and energetic at this moment, and even his complexion was much better than before, becoming rosy.

"Sleep, sleep, why are you crying?" After absorbing the essence, Shen Ci's strange tone disappeared, and his voice became very gentle, even his expression could be described as tender.

Chenmian held her face and sobbed, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault! We can never be brothers again."

“Oh, what a pity,” Shen Ci said expressionlessly, “You’re only just accepting this fact?” After saying that, he bit Shen Mian’s collarbone again, a little angrily. After biting, he sucked on the reddened skin and gently scraped it with his tongue.

Chenmian angrily raised her face, threw herself into Shen Ci's arms, and wiped her tears and snot all over the man's body.

After venting her anger, Chenmian finally calmed down, her sickly state dissipated considerably, and she even punched Chenci with more force.

Zong Bingwen knocked on the door from outside: "Mianmian, are you asleep again?"

With red eyes, Shen Mian said no, and before Zong Bingwen opened the door and came in, she glared at Shen Ci fiercely.

Of course, Shen Ci didn't think Shen Mian was glaring at him. He just felt that Shen Mian was throwing a tantrum, like a naughty and slightly dramatic little girl throwing a tantrum at her boyfriend.

So cute. Shen Ci's heart pounded.

Zong Bingwen had already walked up to the two of them, and his clear voice rang out again: "Mianmian, were you crying?"

Chenmian wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes and lied skillfully: "It's just tears from my illness, not from me crying."

But after saying that, she couldn't help but feel a pang of grievance, so she simply hugged the man in front of her tightly around the waist, buried her head in Zong Bingwen's waist and abdomen and cried: "Being sick is so uncomfortable, I hate being sick."

Zong Bingwen then gently patted the boy's back.

The boy, wearing only a thin nightgown, had his shoulder comfortingly held by the man, and the warmth from Zong Bingwen was continuously transferred to him.

Shen Ci was looking at his phone, scrolling rapidly across the screen, but his mind was not on it at all; instead, he was staring intently at the two people in front of him.

How could Chenmian do this? Just now, the two of them had that kind of thing happen, but in the blink of an eye, he can throw himself into another man's arms and talk and act coquettishly with Zong Bingwen as if nothing happened.

This resentment and intense jealousy reached its peak when he saw Zong Bingwen sitting on the bedside, holding the boy in his arms.

Why is Chenmian so obedient and docile in front of Zong Bingwen now? Just now when he tried to hug him, he got hit several times.

That's so unfair! Sleep is so biased!

Shen Ci deliberately turned his phone volume up very high, disrupting the intimate atmosphere between the couple in front of him, who seemed oblivious to everyone else.

Shen Mian turned her head from Zong Bingwen's embrace to look at him, her eyes still showing a hint of shyness: "Shen Ci, you can leave."

"Get out?" Shen Ci couldn't help but sneer, his words laced with sarcasm. "If you two get out, are you going to start doing it in the room?"

Shenmian wanted to refute Shen Ci, saying that only he would act this way, and Zong Bingwen would never do such a thing.

But how could he say such a thing when he now presents himself as gentle and innocent to Zong Bingwen?

As expected, Zong Bingwen frowned and said disapprovingly, "Shen Ci, I originally thought that Uncle Shen would pay close attention to your education, but how could you say such a thing?"

After being reprimanded by unrelated people, Shen Ci was furious, but when he lowered his eyes and met the gaze of the sleeping man in his arms, he had no choice but to back down. He glanced heavily at the boy's face, pushed open the door, and went out.

Of course, the door wasn't closed.

Chenmian withdrew her gaze, her head still leaning against Zong Bingwen's chest, one hand idly picking at the buttons of the man's vest: "What a pity, I got sick over the weekend. I was originally going to go out with you."

Zong Bingwen bent down and rubbed his nose against the boy's forehead, making a small patch of hair stick up and fall cutely to one side.

"I'm here to keep you company, Mianmian. Is there anything you want to do? We can go out and play when you're feeling better, okay?"

Chenmian smiled gently with his lips pursed, and after a while he said that he was sick and his whole body ached, and asked Zong Bingwen to massage him.

"Is it alright?" Seemingly sensing that the massage was a bit too intimate for him, Zong Bingwen asked cautiously, "Where would you like me to massage?"

Chenmian then put her calves on the man's hands, pointed to her shoulders and cervical spine, and sighed, "Anything is fine, just give me a massage for my calves first."

Upon hearing this, Zong Bingwen obediently lowered his head and gently pinched the soft flesh of Chenmian's calf with both hands.

It was incredibly soft to the touch. Zong Bingwen was a little surprised. Shen Mian didn't look fat at all; in fact, she looked rather thin. Her exposed wrists and ankles had a delicate and frail feel. But only when you touched her did you realize that Shen Mian's whole body was soft and had an unbelievably good feel.

Zong Bingwen almost became addicted to the tender, tofu-like meat.

On a sudden impulse, he moved his hand down the sleeping boy's calf and encircled the boy's ankle.

Chenmian opened her innocent yet captivating eyes and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

What beautiful and innocent eyes! Zong Bingwen felt a jolt, as if an electric current had surged through his body.

He held the sleeping foot as if possessed, and gently kissed the boy's instep.

The sensation of the kiss made her instep tingle, causing her to tense up and bite her lip as she tried to pull away.

This subtle movement of breaking free jolted Zong Bingwen awake from his daze. He felt deeply remorseful, not understanding why he had done such a thing.

Even though they are already a couple, it was only the second day, and it was really a bit offensive.

But when he looked up, he saw a smiling face, and the boy's expression was somewhat subtle, but more like a sly look as if he had caught him doing something wrong: "Brother Bingwen, how could you do this?"

Zong Bingwen lowered his head somewhat shyly, but in a flash, he suddenly remembered.

Shen Mian didn't seem to mind his kiss. Did that mean that Lin Langli had done the same thing to Shen Mian before him?

Zong Bingwen recalled the scene he witnessed when he visited the Shen family that day. The young man named Lin Langli held Chenmian in his arms and kissed him so urgently and fiercely, as if he wanted to tear the boy in his arms apart and devour him whole.

How far has the sleepless night and his intimate behavior progressed?

However, considering the timing, the outcome could be easily guessed from that accidental glimpse, yet Zong Bingwen was still somewhat dissatisfied.

Was Chenmian's first boyfriend someone she was forced to accept? When she met Chenmian at the villa that day, she probably wasn't with Lin Langli yet.

He came at a really bad time; it would have been better if he had come earlier.

Zong Bingwen swallowed his resentment, and after a brief silence, he smiled again and continued talking to Shen Mian.

Newlyweds have endless things to say, especially since Chen Mian is so charming. Zong Bingwen really wanted to spread his wings like a peacock to show off even more of his excellence.

But he seemed completely unconcerned about this, always glossing over it lightly, or picking out another topic from the examples he gave.

Zong Bingwen was somewhat disappointed by this. He thought with a sense of frustration, "Doesn't Chenmian seem interested in him at all?"

He knew that his relationship with Shen Mian was encouraged and arranged by both their families.

But from the very beginning, he cared a lot about Shen Mian, and after their next few meetings, he was so concerned about her that he couldn't stop thinking about her.

Doesn't Chenmian have any more affection for him?

Zong Bingwen asked calmly, "Mianmian, isn't this your room? There seem to be very few of your personal belongings."

“No,” said Sleep, “Little Bread peed in my room last night, and I thought it smelled a little bad, so I came here to sleep first.”

He avoided mentioning the possibility of Shen Ci changing his name, and then invited, "But Shen Ci has finished cleaning up now, right? Would you like to come to my room and take a look?"

He put a lot of thought into decorating and furnishing his room at school. He would even buy two of many things, just so he could have one at home and one here.

Zong Bingwen had been to the room where Chenmian lived in the Shen family. At that time, the man felt that the Shen family had taken great care of Chenmian, and that she had more things and objects than his beloved cousin from his aunt's family.

So when Lin Langli returned, he went from being the beloved young master of the Shen family to a fake young master, and even a fake young master who had done some bad things to the real young master of the Shen family who was living outside. He must have felt terrible about it.

"Okay, I'd also like to see Mianmian's room." Zong Bingwen smiled, reached out and picked up the young man on the bed, steadily lifting him out. "So, which room is it? Mianmian, can you show me?"

Chenmian hooked her arm around the man's shoulder and chuckled softly.

Shen Ci had cleaned up the room last night, and the soiled four-piece bedding set was dried and put away this morning.

There was no longer any evidence in the room of her affair with Shen Ci last night.

Chenmian jumped down from Zong Bingwen's arms, steadied herself against the wall, and sat down in the beanbag chair in front of the desk.

He introduced each of them to Zong Bingwen one by one: "I usually do my homework here..."

Zong Bingwen listened patiently, but his thoughts couldn't help but linger on the boy's rosy lips.

When Chenmian stood before him, her appearance and figure became even more striking. Her features were exquisite, and her eyes were watery. In short, she was perfect in every way, truly a darling of the heavens.

No. Zong Bingwen interrupted in his mind. If Chenmian was God's favorite, then God should have given Chenmian a healthy body, instead of a body that, despite undergoing numerous surgeries, was still not very strong.

He reached out to stop Chenmian, who was talking nonstop once she started, touched the boy's apricot-like Adam's apple, and smiled, "I made some pear water, would you like a cup?"

Chenmian agreed, then lay back down on her own bed, rolled around on it, and wrinkled her pajamas, even accidentally unbuttoning two buttons.

At this point, she no longer appeared as weak as she had been before.

Zong Bingwen smiled as he went to button the boy's clothes, but his gaze was drawn to a small patch of skin beneath the boy's skin.

There seemed to be a tooth mark and a hickey—if Zong Bingwen remembered correctly, he had accidentally seen a hickey on a classmate's body before.

The button was accidentally left undone, and Chenmian was still lost in thought, completely unaware that the spot where Shen Ci had only kissed him now had a kiss mark, nor did he guess that Shen Ci had actually left a tooth mark on him.

The boy was completely oblivious and still trusted the man in front of him implicitly.

After thinking it over, Zong Bingwen decided to let it go.

Shen Mian doesn't seem like that kind of person. If she were really with Shen Ci, why would she specifically choose him to make that phone call?

After all, the families behind the two mean that their connection will never be a simple matter.

The deep sleep may just be a temporary lapse in concentration.

Besides, how can a couple start a fight and make things ugly right after getting together? Zong Bingwen had never been in a relationship before, but he knew this principle.

Besides, didn't Shen Mian tell him last night that he would tell his parents after they got together, and their relationship would be verified by their elders? Zong Bingwen didn't think Shen Mian would be so immature.

Even though he tried to convince himself like this, a hint of hatred still showed on Zong Bingwen's usually gentle and calm handsome face.

He hated himself for being useless; he had gone on several dates with Shen Mian, but he still couldn't hold onto her heart.

She hated even more the wild man who laid hands on Shen Mian, and Lin Langli who had once possessed Shen Mian.

A note from the author:

Zong: My wife was just confused for a moment; she definitely loves me.

In private: hair-pulling