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"Gulp." He heard himself swallow. In the quiet bedroom, the sound of his rapid heartbeat was exceptionally clear.
His feet seemed to move uncontrollably towards the bed. The man on the bed had his eyes closed, breathing shallowly—he had fallen asleep on the bed without even taking off his clothes due to days of exhaustion. His handsome face was peaceful, clearly relieved that Xu Yi's condition tonight had finally put his mind at ease.
For Qiangwei, Xu Qi was far too alluring. He lowered his head, greedily gazing at the unsuspecting man, his trembling hand lightly touching his handsome features and sensual lips, a jolt of electricity shooting through his fingers to his brain. He groaned, then leaned down to kiss the man's lips. He knew he must be going mad. If Xu Qi woke up now, the worst outcome would be being killed by the enraged Xu Qi. But more likely, he would be thrown out of the Xu family compound, never to see Xu Qi again. Yet he couldn't resist the temptation—no normal man could control himself when faced with his beloved half-undressed and defenseless. But if he were to never see this person again because of it, he would want to kill himself.
With the last shred of his sanity, he forcibly pulled himself away from Xu Qi's lips, then gently covered him with the blanket, closed the door, and returned to the outer room.
The sound of rushing water filled the bathroom, and through the misty steam, a tall, graceful figure could be seen. His fair, supple body, his medium-length brown hair clinging wetly to his delicate, rosy cheeks, his large, cat-like eyes half-closed, and beneath his high, delicate nose, his petal-like, soft lips parted slightly, breathing rapidly and disordered, exuding a deadly sensuality and allure. He was a beauty, an absolute beauty that held everyone's gaze captivating. His face alone was somewhat androgynous, but his slender yet muscular body revealed it to be a man's body—a sensual body that would drive women wild. Such an androgynous face paired with a tall, graceful physique could drive countless men and women mad.
"Hoo...no..." The beauty suddenly reached out and flipped the switch to the opposite direction, and the cold water kept washing over his body. But the cold water could not extinguish the intense desire that had been ignited in him. His pink and tender but surprisingly large erection showed no signs of softening and even began to throb.
Ever since he'd witnessed Xu Qi changing clothes in front of him, that strong, muscular body had frequently appeared in his dreams. Seeing that incredibly erotic scene again just now had brought his long-suppressed desires to a fever pitch; it was a miracle he could resist the urge to directly violate the man. He smiled bitterly, looking down at his ridiculously swollen member, finally giving up as he grasped it, leaned against the bathroom wall, closed his eyes, and began to stroke it up and down.
The beautiful scene in the bedroom just now vividly appeared in his mind. The man's honey-colored body was so sexy and alluring, and he couldn't help but imagine the intoxicating feeling of embracing that body. Although he had only seen it twice, he remembered it deeply. On that full and firm honey-colored chest, there were two small reddish-brown protrusions, exuding the hormones of a mature man. And that taut waistline made him want to press his palms tightly against it, to feel that beautiful curve. And those hilly areas that made him fantasize... Although he had never seen Xu Qi's bare buttocks, it wasn't hard to imagine the narrow, pert buttocks he had seen from behind the man, encased in his pants. It was easy to imagine how crazy it would be if that narrow and tight passage held his penis, and the long, strong legs wrapped around his waist!
Obscene sexual fantasies consumed his mind. He slid down onto the damp floor, closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and stroked his lips with one hand, imagining that person's soft, thin lips kissing him. With the other hand, he vigorously rubbed his throbbing, frighteningly hard penis, letting out low moans. Soon, he stiffened his body, let out a low growl, and ejaculated a thick stream of semen. He ejaculated a lot, spraying streams onto his abdomen, some even splashing onto his face.
He gasped for breath, then weakly raised his hand to cover his face, letting out a soft whimper as the cold water poured down on him, making him shiver. He looked like a beautiful unicorn, weeping alone because of his injury.
"What did you do last night?" Xu Qi frowned at Qiangwei. "Why did you get yourself into this state?"
Last night, he fell asleep with only half his clothes off. When he woke up this morning, he found himself covered with a blanket, which he knew Qiangwei must have put on him when she came back to her room. Xu Yi was still asleep at breakfast, so he and Qiangwei ate in silence. He glanced up unintentionally and noticed that Qiangwei's fair face was flushed abnormally, and her breathing was rapid and disordered, making her look like she had a fever.
Rose said in a low voice, feeling a little guilty, "No..." But her hoarse voice made her words seem unbelievable.
Xu Qi stood up and touched his forehead with his hand. He turned his head to try to dodge, but the man said coldly, "Don't move!" He had no choice but to stiffen his neck and let the man's large palm touch his forehead, making his already dizzy mind even more confused.
The tentacles were indeed scalding hot. Xu Qi's face darkened, and he said to the butler, "Go and invite Doctor Wei over."
The man's hand abruptly left his forehead, and Rose felt a pang of disappointment. This was one of the few times he had physical contact with this man, and it was only on occasions like this that he received even a little bit of attention from him. If he could, he truly wished he could stay sick forever, so that perhaps he could occupy a small place in Xu Qi's heart. Even if the man's anger was mostly because he had messed up before an important negotiation, hindering it.
He smiled somewhat reluctantly: "No problem, it won't affect the afternoon's negotiations."
Xu Qi was momentarily speechless with anger. Negotiation was important, but that wasn't the reason for his anger! This guy was so concerned about everything concerning him, yet he was acting tough when he had a fever! He knew all along that this kid was out of his mind!
He brought Rose back not to gain a loyal subordinate, but because the boy lying there, barely breathing, reminded him of his younger brother. After bringing him home, he discovered the boy was exceptionally talented and of good character. Although a troublemaker, he was surprisingly cultured, and his age was similar to his brother's. So he trained him to be his brother's bodyguard and playmate. To him, Rose was not only a capable subordinate, but someone even his cousin Shao Yang couldn't replace. But now he realized this seemed to be wishful thinking—Rose herself didn't think that way, and the evidence was the utter nonsense she had just said!
Given Xu Qi's personality, it was absolutely impossible for him to say these words. In fact, he had no idea that because he never openly expressed his feelings, even towards Qiangwei, she had no way of knowing his true thoughts. Only with Xu Yi, because pampering had become a habit, did people feel that he was a normal person with emotions.
When Wei Lan rushed over, he saw Qiangwei lying obediently on the bed, a thermometer in her mouth. The Xu brothers stood by the bed, their backs to the door. He chuckled, "You've finally met your match."
Rose glanced at him, wanting to retaliate, but she was too weak to fight back and her voice was hoarse. Her fighting strength was less than one-tenth of what it was usually, so she had no choice but to turn away from him.
When Xu Yi turned around and saw it was him, he immediately pulled Xu Qi aside, saying, "I don't know what this guy was doing yesterday, he has a high fever first thing this morning!"
Wei Lan approached the bedside, bent down to look at the thermometer, carefully examined the patient on the bed, and skillfully opened the medicine box, taking out a syringe and pills: "Did you catch a cold?"
Xu Qi frowned: "How did you catch a cold?"
Rose mumbled, "Probably... kicking off the covers?" It's winter now, and catching a chill at night is normal. Of course, he couldn't tell the truth. Was he supposed to say that he got a fever because he took a cold shower in winter and turned blue from the cold?
Xu Qi waited for a while, then told him before leaving, "You don't need to go to the negotiations this afternoon."
He was about to speak when Xu Qi glared at him, so he had to give up.
"How old are you, still kicking off the blankets!" Xu Yi scolded him without any politeness.
Rose groaned weakly, "I took care of you for over an hour last night, and this is how you treat me?"
Wei Lan impatiently shoved a pill into his mouth, then picked up a cup and brought it to his lips: "Hurry up and take your medicine and go to sleep! Sick people should be self-disciplined, don't give me any nonsense!"
When he finally fell asleep, the two quietly left and closed the door behind them.
Xu Yi asked with a serious expression, "Do you think what Qiangwei said is the truth?"
Wei Lan shrugged, neither confirming nor denying: "Who knows?"
“I think he’s lying. But what’s the point of hiding something like this?” Xu Yi asked, somewhat puzzled. Then he shook his head and asked about something else, “How’s the intelligence on Feng Chuyi going?”
“Xueying definitely knows more about this than I do. What could a doctor like me possibly know?” Wei Lan raised an eyebrow.
Xu Yi laughed: "Doctor? I bet you've handled far more dead people than living ones, haven't you?"
Wei Lan's eyes narrowed, and he slowly said, "It seems you know quite a lot."
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