Chapter 43 Chapter 43 No kiss today?
At half past six, Xin Ai's biological clock woke him up on time. It was pitch black around him. He buried himself in Fu Xize's arms, and Fu Xize showed no sign of waking up.
On weekends, when there is nothing to do, it is normal to sleep until noon. Her boyfriend is a well-known sleeper in the affiliated high school.
Xin Ai soon stopped caring and continued to sleep.
At eleven o'clock, Xin Ai woke up again. This time he couldn't fall asleep, so he began to observe Fu Xize.
He was not amazed at Fu Xize's handsome face, but at the way he slept. Xin Ai was now lying on his side, trapped in Fu Xize's arms. Fu Xize's right hand was around his waist, and his legs were clamped around his legs. Considering that this man was so big, both his hands and legs were very heavy, and he was completely clamped like this, Xin Ai felt like a little white rabbit caught in a trap.
Speaking of which, when Fu Xize first came to him in his previous life, Xin Ai often got angry because of his sleeping posture. He was emotionally unstable and had a gloomy and weird personality. When you woke up, this person would hug you, put his legs on you, or press his whole body on you, and you would really feel irritable and upset.
How do you sleep?! Do you have ADHD if you don’t move during the day and sleep at night?
Other aspects can be changed, but sleeping posture cannot be adjusted at all.
Fu Xize didn't adjust it either, he chose to avoid it.
Later, Xin Ai never saw Fu Xize who had just woken up. When he woke up, Fu Xize had already gotten up. Later, because he was busy with work, he went to work overtime early.
Now, just be trapped. This tightly pressed sleeping position is also quite sweet. In the future, he can also experience being hugged, held, and pressed by Fu Xize when he wakes up. It all depends on Fu Xize's freedom.
Thinking of this, Xin Ai raised her head slightly and gently kissed Fu Xize's chin.
Fu Xize woke up after being kissed like this. He had severe insomnia last night, and he was so sleepy that he barely fell asleep at three or four o'clock. His biological clock, which had been adjusted to eight o'clock in the morning, was no longer working properly, and he was still very sleepy when he just woke up. His expression was wooden, and he stared at Xin Ai's pretty face in a daze for a few minutes before he slowly reacted.
Oh, I couldn't sleep last night because I was too horny.
It was an outrageous experience.
He actually doesn't have a strong desire. If he doesn't relieve himself regularly, he will have nocturnal emissions. He doesn't bother to do it himself because it's too troublesome. He has to change the bed sheets and quilt covers first, take a shower, and then toss and turn for an hour. Then he has to change the bed sheets and quilt covers again and take a shower...
This workload is simply overwhelming.
Moreover, he has a cold personality and is not easily provoked, so he did not act impulsively for a long time.
He is rather lazy and really doesn't want to bother with it. Do humans really need sexual desire?
And the feeling of being with Xin Ai, well, I can actually feel sexual stimulation, it turns out that I am really an eighteen-year-old young man who can have sex anytime and anywhere.
It's just that this stimulation happened at the wrong time. I had no place to vent in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep until three or four o'clock.
Seeing Fu Xize's dull and empty eyes gradually regain their spirit, Xin Ai knew that he was completely awake. He smiled and greeted him, "Boyfriend, did you sleep well last night?"
Fu Xize: “…”
Fu Xize didn't want to talk.
Scumbag, just sleep after flirting.
Xin Ai and he were sleeping with their bodies close together. He could clearly sense Fu Xize's physiological phenomena. Xin Ai's mind was full of thoughts about whether he should rub his knees against him, but this was really a vulgar operation. Xin Ai couldn't do anything, so he could only think about it. After thinking about it, Xin Ai said with a smile, "Can you let me go?"
Fu Xize suddenly realized that his sleeping posture was very indecent. Not only was he hugging Xin Ai with his arms, but his legs were tightly wrapped around Xin Ai's legs, holding Xin Ai's entire body in his arms.
Fu Xize suddenly fell silent: "..."
Okay, so I am the scumbag.
During the day I treat my boyfriend like an ancestor, but at night when I sleep, I am the ancestor.
Fu Xize withdrew his limbs in dismay, then sat up slightly as if something was wrong and touched his phone to check for messages.
Xin Ai's body was free now, and she leaned towards Fu Xize again, leaning her whole body in Fu Xize's arms.
Fu Xize glanced at him indifferently and let him go. His boyfriend was proactive, enthusiastic, and clingy. The feeling of being in love with Xin Ai was probably... your poor and pale life became colorful because of him.
Xin Ai opened his phone, entered the password, and then logged into Q.
Fu Xize was used to this. He was not on guard against Xin Ai and had no privacy at all.
Xin Ai clicked on the group chat and entered the large group of their computer department. Fu Xize was pulled into this group right after the start of the school year, but all his groups had messages turned on to do not disturb. Xin Ai thought about business and shouted in the large group: "@All people, Xin Ai invites Fu Xize's relatives and friends to dinner tonight. Anyone who wants to come can come."
At this time, the top students are all awake. Since the new semester has just started and there is no academic pressure, many people stay in bed and play with their phones. @s are popping up one after another, and the messages are scrolling quickly.
"In person?"
"You can tell from Xin Ai's tone, are you pointing at Fu Xize and typing so many words for you?"
"Is the wedding banquet going to be held so soon?"
"How much do you want as a share?"
Xin Ai thought that the students in the computer department were interesting, so he simply took Fu Xize's phone and typed at a very fast speed.
"It's Xin Ai."
"It's not a wedding banquet. A wedding banquet would definitely be more grand. It's just a simple dinner for classmates."
"No need to pay for the gift."
"I'll pick you up downstairs at the dormitory around 4pm."
It was the year 2013, and WeChat had not yet become popular. QQ was the mainstream social software. Modern college students love to hang out in groups. On Saturdays, when they are bored, they might as well join in the fun in the group, especially when it is Xin Ai and Fu Xize. The news that they were in love and sending wedding candies spread from this group.
"A warm welcome to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Congratulations to the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess on their wedding!"
"Happy wedding."
"I want to witness this kind of wedding banquet."
Seeing these classmates start to tease him and Fu Xize's new marriage, Xin Ai laughed so hard that his shoulders shook. He said, "Come and eat."
"We are all classmates, you're welcome."
Fu Xize was a rather aloof and indifferent person. The school year hadn’t started that long, so he only knew three of his roommates. He was barely familiar with his drinking buddies, and he got to know a few people playing basketball last week. Besides that, he was just a classmate…
It is inevitable that some of these people have other plans on Saturday, or are just embarrassed to come and have a free meal.
After Xin Ai called out, nine people from the School of Computer Science came, plus three roommates, a total of twelve people.
Xin Ai started asking everyone about their opinions on hotels. The recommendations he received from his mother would last him a long time. He listed the suitable hotels and asked the students which one they wanted to go to. The students from the Computer Science Department said one after another:
"It's good to have something to eat, I'm not picky."
"You are the host, please take care of it."
Xin Ai booked a hotel with good reputation and he had been there before. He had a classmate's graduation party there during the summer vacation and the food was pretty good. He thought it would be unlikely to go wrong if he booked this hotel.
After finalizing the specific hotel, Xin Ai called to book a private room, and also called the old butler Ying Zhen to tell him about the matter and ask him to help arrange a driver and a car to pick up the classmates for dinner.
After taking care of these trivial matters, Xin Ai and Fu Xize got up, washed up, and went out to eat.
The two of them were shopping for food at the shops along the street in the urban village.
Xin Ai saw a roadside stall selling Jianbing (Chinese pancakes) and he wanted to try it because he had never eaten Jianbing (Chinese pancakes) in his life.
Fu Xize followed him. He had just woken up and had a simple brunch. His appetite was average, so some pancakes and steamed buns were fine.
The two of them ordered two pairs of pancakes. Xin Ai had some change on hand, so he paid the bill directly.
Fu Xize glanced at him and said nothing.
The stall was run by an old lady. She skillfully poured the batter, spread the pancake, cracked the egg, applied the sauce, sprinkled on chopped green onions, put in the fried dough, rolled the pancake, and split it...all in one go.
After making a set of pancakes, she put them in a paper bag, packed them in a plastic bag, handed them to Xin Ai, and went on to make the next one.
The freshly made pancakes were still steaming hot. Xin Ai waited until they cooled down a bit before eating them. Fu Xize's portion was also ready soon. The two of them took the pancakes and went home. Xin Ai opened the package and started eating the pancake in hand.
The dough with eggs is soft and tender, while the fried dough sticks are crispy. Served with chopped green onions and exclusive sauce, they create a rich taste.
This is too... delicious.
Xin Ai was amazed. After finishing a set of pancakes, he was still not satisfied. He thought for two seconds and said, "I'll buy another set."
Fu Xize also ate most of it, and after careful aftertaste, he felt that it was just so-so, the taste of an ordinary Jianbing. He had been eating it since childhood and never felt that the Jianbing from this restaurant was any different. But Xin Ai had never eaten it before, so it was full of novelty. Fu Xize had no choice but to go buy another set of Jianbing with Xin Ai.
Xin Ai ordered another serving of pancakes. This time he didn't rush back. He just stood by and ate. After he finished, he thought I could still have another set, so he ordered another set. This time he was very satisfied and ate slowly while walking.
Fu Xize: “…”
My rich second-generation boyfriend who eats three sets of pancakes.
For a moment, Fu Xize didn't know whether to sigh, "The prince is too down-to-earth, he is obsessed with Jianbing and Baobao", or to complain, "Rich people know how to enjoy life, they eat three sets of Jianbing and Baobao in one go."
The two of them had a simple lunch and then returned to the rental house to do their own things. Fu Xize typed code as usual, while Xin Ai began to complete his daily painting practice.
At three o'clock, the two of them set out to pick up people from the school. Xin Ai's car had been parked here for a long time and was covered with a layer of dust, making it difficult to carry passengers. Xin Ai drove the car to be washed first. He drove a Rolls-Royce, and ordinary car washes usually did not accept orders for this kind of car. If an accident occurred during a car wash, the money would not be enough to compensate for the damage. Fortunately, there was a car wash that he often went to. Xin Ai drove the car to simply rinse the dust off the surface, and then met up with the car arranged by the old housekeeper Ying Zhen, and went to school together.
At four o'clock, Xin Ai appeared on time downstairs of the dormitory building of the School of Computer Science.
Xin Ai and Fu Xize's relationship was already high-profile and ostentatious. When they heard that Xin Ai was treating them to a dinner today, many students in the dormitory stuck their heads out of the windows to look at Xin Ai's motorcade.
Four luxury cars worth tens of millions of dollars, of different brands, drove into the school together and stopped downstairs of the boys' dormitory. The scene was particularly shocking.
Everyone was talking about it——
"This is the kind of pomp and ceremony that weddings are held at."
"It's not necessary to have such a grand ceremony for a wedding, okay? These are four cars worth more than 10 million yuan."
"To be honest, the prince can choose anyone if he chooses a concubine."
"The key is that Xin Ai is not only rich, he is also handsome and has a good personality."
Xin Ai parked the car and planned to go find Fu Xize’s classmates.
As soon as Fu Xize entered the school, he told his roommates on Q, "I'm at school." At this moment, they had just come downstairs. Xin Ai exchanged a few simple greetings with them, then asked them to get in the car and took them to the restaurant.
Xin Ai's Rolls-Royce was carrying Fu Xize and his roommate, while the other students were sitting in the other three cars.
The group left the school in a mighty procession and went to the booked hotel.
Fourteen people is not a lot, but not too few either. Xin Ai only opened one table, a large round table in the box, and it was lively for everyone to sit together.
The waiter brought the menu and everyone ordered dishes one by one. As the host, Xin Ai added a bunch of dishes at the end and also asked for drinks, wine, and a fruit plate.
The group arrived quite early, and it was inevitably boring to wait for the meal. Only the fruit plate was served quickly, but the fruit plate was not considered a full meal, so Xin Ai organized everyone to play a board game, Werewolf. Ge Jing was the host, and everyone drew their own identities on small pieces of paper. Xin Ai drew the prophet.
Xin Ai was relatively cautious when playing Werewolf as a prophet. As long as he could stay calm, he could predict one person every night and his chances of winning were very high. He played the game seriously and only predicted people he suspected. Even though he really wanted to predict Fu Xize's identity, he did not waste the opportunity. Instead, he put the overall situation first, played the game seriously, and set the pace appropriately.
Fu Xize also played the game in a rather cautious way, or you can't say he was a talkative person by nature, and when it was his turn he couldn't utter a single word for a long time, and basically didn't speak. Instead he seemed a bit love-sick, and would occasionally flirt with Xin Ai, looking like a good guy.
The top students were very eager to win when playing Werewolf. Their analysis was very logical and their explanation was clear and organized. The situation was quite chaotic and Xin Ai was not a lucky guy. He did not detect the werewolves in the first two rounds, so he had a hard time.
Starting from the third round, Xin Ai detected the werewolf and began to lead the rhythm to shoot out the werewolf and everyone standing with him.
After voting out the last wolf in his mind, the game didn't end. Xin Ai was a little surprised, and then he thought of testing Fu Xize.
Shit, there's a werewolf around.
Xin Ai pretended to be a prophet: "Fu Xize, I am a prophet. I never doubted you before. I just verified your identity and found out that you are a werewolf."
Fu Xize was sitting next to Xin Ai. Xin Ai raised her head and looked at him with a smile, saying in an ambiguous tone: "Do you want to die or do I?"
The people around started to cheer: "Wow, they love and hate each other."
Xin Ai felt that the wording was not auspicious, so after thinking about it, he changed his words: "Do you win or do I win?"
Fu Xize said calmly: "How can I bear to see you lose?"
The booing in the box became even more enthusiastic.
"Wow, that's not a kiss."
"Romeo and Juliet."
“So sweet!”
Fu Xize said coldly: "Start voting."
Xin Ai voted for Fu Xize, and others followed suit, and even Fu Xize voted for himself.
The game ended when Fu Xize was voted out.
The civilians won a great victory.
After a game of Werewolf was over, the food began to be served.
After playing a board game together, the relationship between the classmates became much closer and there was no shortage of topics at the table. Xin Ai and his classmates from the Computer Science Department reviewed the game that had just ended while eating, and talked about the food in this restaurant. The atmosphere was harmonious.
Everyone present were young boys aged around 18 or 19, and they were big eaters. After the dishes were served, the table was empty after a round of eating.
Xin Ai really likes this kind of dining atmosphere. You have to grab the food so it won’t be wasted, and the food you grab seems to be more delicious.
However, as the host, Xin Ai still ordered another plate of the highly-rated dishes when the waiter came over to ensure that everyone had their fill.
After eating a round to fill their stomachs, everyone started drinking again.
Xin Ai wanted to drive and declined, so Fu Xize accompanied him to drink. They drank beer, but only a little, and did not force each other to drink or toast.
After a meal, people only drink one or two bottles of beer. For many boys, drinking one or two bottles is not a big deal at all.
This kind of activity is usually divided into two parts: dinner + movie/arcade/KTV, etc. It's a rare trip out, so you must have fun.
Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Xin Ai asked for their opinions and looked at the follow-up arrangements: "It's still quite early, you can look for places to go, there is a shopping mall nearby, a movie theater, an arcade, a KTV, etc."
After a pause, he thought of something and said, "There is also an archery club here. I have a membership card. If you want to try it, I can take you there."
Most people have been to movie theaters, video game arcades, and KTVs. Even if you have not been to these popular entertainment venues, you have plenty of opportunities to try them.
Archery is different. It is niche and unpopular. It got better ten years later. In 2013, few people had heard of archery clubs. But in first-tier cities like Beijing, entertainment is well developed and there are many things to do. Even the most niche sports have people playing them.
The top students in the computer science department all want to check out the archery club. It sounds very cool.
After Xin Ai paid the bill, he led everyone to the archery club. It was very close, just on another street. There was no need to drive there. It would only take about ten minutes to walk there. The group of people went to the club in a mighty manner.
Along the way, everyone chatted casually, and classmates asked one after another: "Is archery difficult?"
Xin Ai said, "It's very simple. Just learn the basic movements and shoot in a circle. We are all amateurs and shoot for fun. I have a childhood friend who is on the archery team. I know a little bit about the basic movements and I can teach you. The club also has a professional coach."
The classmate asked again: "Is there enough time?"
Xin Ai nodded repeatedly: "It's enough, it's enough. This is mainly a sport, a physical activity. At most, I can shoot for an hour, and then I will be exhausted and can't shoot anymore."
After saying this, Xin Ai felt embarrassed. He clearly didn't drink any alcohol, but he seemed drunk and talking nonsense. The problem was, if there was no verb like "shoot" in archery, what should he use?
Fu Xize followed Xin Ai and led the group in front. He saw Xin Ai's slightly flushed cheeks and her embarrassed tongue-out gesture, and then he understood the other meaning. He just thought Xin Ai was adorable.
She usually talks a lot of dirty talk to him, like "I slept with you one hundred and fifty-six times". When he realized that he was saying such serious but ambiguous words, he actually blushed.
The other students didn't pay attention to it. They were talking about the sport of archery. Most people wouldn't think about it in that way at all. Even if they did think about it, they wouldn't say it out loud because it would be useless except to make themselves look vulgar.
About a quarter of an hour later, Xin Ai also brought people to the archery club. He had a membership card and was familiar with the club staff. He swiped the balance on his card and greeted the coaches to ask them to teach his classmates.
The students he brought are most likely here for a one-time experience and will not apply for a membership card. If you don't greet the coach specifically, the coach may only tell you some simple precautions and basic safety issues. He will be too lazy to explain the real key points of archery. You get what you pay for, so just fool around.
It’s a rare opportunity for classmates to come here, so we might as well learn a little. It’s also quite fulfilling if we can hit the target.
The coaches all agreed. Xin Ai was not only a member, but he was also very good at archery and had a familiar relationship with them.
On the way to the shooting range, Xin Ai also saw the equipment he had stored in the transparent glass cabinet. The red and black colors were cool and stylish. He said with a smile: "This is mine. I feel so second-rate. The colors and shapes of the equipment are so exaggerated."
Pointing to another blue piece of equipment, he said, "This is from my childhood friend. I came here to practice archery because my childhood friend was on the archery team."
You will naturally get to know a little about your childhood friends' interests and hobbies. Xin Ai would go to listen to crosstalk with Xu You, and practice archery with Zhou Yanshen.
Xin Ai has a strong personality and has been pushing himself to do everything the best since he was young. He also knows a little about archery. Of course, due to his limited talent, it is impossible for him to join a professional archery team as an athlete. It is mainly a hobby and he plays it occasionally.
Xin Ai took out his equipment, told everyone the precautions, and began to demonstrate the movements.
He has been with national team players like Zhou Yanshen for so many years, his archery movements are handsome and standard, and he has really spent time practicing. His accuracy is very good. He can hit the bull's eye of a target of 18 meters and 40 centimeters.
The male classmates around all exclaimed——
"Fuck, this is really cool."
"Oh my god, so strong."
“Archery is really cool.”
"Your Highness really knows everything."
Xin Ai demonstrated the movements and then began to explain them.
The advantage of being a top student is... their memory and comprehension are first-rate, they will understand after just one explanation, it just depends on whether their body can keep up. Xin Ai and the coach helped adjust the movements.
Xin Ai handed her equipment to Fu Xize, who gave her instructions: "Drop your shoulders, drop your elbows, turn your arms... OK, shoot..."
The arrow shot out with a swoosh and hit the bull's eye. It was a great sense of accomplishment to teach a student like Fu Xize. Both his comprehension ability and physical fitness were top-notch. He praised him in various ways: "He is really amazing. He can learn it after just one teaching."
Then, she picked up the camera and took a picture of the handsome guy.
Fu Xize has felt more than once that Xin Ai's emotional value in a relationship is at its highest. She is good-looking, good at eating, has a good personality, and will flatter you and take photos with you.
He was shooting at entry-level targets of eight meters and eighty centimeters, which are completely different from targets of eighteen meters and forty centimeters. Even the target paper was a huge piece, and the target was right in front of him. Moreover, he was using Xin Ai's equipment, which was completely different from the equipment provided by the club. It was obviously of professional level, and he could hit the target with just a casual aim.
But when Xin Ai looks at you with sparkling eyes and admires you undisguisedly, you will feel overwhelmed with vanity. Is there a possibility that I am really strong?
Forget it, don't get too cocky. You were shooting at a large paper target right in front of you. You would have missed the target directly if it was 18 or 40 meters away.
After teaching Fu Xize, Xin Ai went on to teach other students. He wanted to make sure that every student could master the movements and hit the eight-meter target. The students did not disappoint, and soon everyone got the hang of it and hit the target quickly. Although they missed the target many times, the probability of hitting the target was increased.
As for the experience, it was slightly different from what Xin Ai described. It took only half an hour instead of an hour to make a lot of people tired.
This is indeed a sport that is very physically demanding, but it is enjoyable and archery is really cool. We all had a great time. The only problem is that lactic acid may accumulate tomorrow, causing sore arms.
After spending more than an hour in the archery club, everyone got tired and went back. Xin Ai went to get the car, and together with the hired driver, he sent all the classmates back to school.
At ten o'clock, Xin Ai's motorcade arrived at the bottom of the boys' dormitory. Xin Ai said goodbye to them one by one, and the game ended.
Xin Ai thanked the driver and gave him a red envelope before letting them leave.
After dealing with these trivial matters, Xin Ai returned to his bedroom and Fu Xize sent him back.
Fu Xize thought that he should not favor one over the other, and he and Xin Ai's classmates should treat each other equally, so he said: "I will invite your classmates tomorrow. You can see how many people there are and where to go."
Xin Ai tilted her head and glanced at him.
Fu Xize said in a light voice: "Didn't you say so? All necessary procedures must be followed."
Xin Ai smiled and said, "That's true."
After a pause, he added, "I'll go ask tonight."
Fu Xize said, "Okay."
The two discussed about inviting Xin Ai's classmates to dinner tomorrow, and then arrived downstairs of Xin Ai's dormitory.
Fu Xize urged Xin Ai to go upstairs: "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early."
Xin Ai's day was packed with activities. She also shot archery for an hour, which was quite fulfilling. She was indeed a little tired at the moment, but no matter how tired she was, Xin Ai couldn't help it. She raised her head, looked at Fu Xize, and asked softly: "Don't you want a kiss today?!"
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