Chapter 31
The air conditioner hummed softly, keeping the summer heat out. The freshly washed sheets carried the delicate scent of soapberry, but Wu Ye's fingers felt incredibly hot.
He hugged Li Ruiyuan from behind, with the tip of his nose touching the back of his neck. Li Ruiyuan was annoyed by him and elbowed him in the ribs: "It's hot, get out of here."
There was a customary laziness in his voice, but the ending tone was a little soft.
Wu Ye did not retreat but advanced, his arms tightening around him, his hot and humid breath spraying behind his ears: "A Yuan..."
Those two words were called out a thousand times, carrying the longing and temptation unique to young people. Li Ruiyuan was all too familiar with this tone. Whenever Wu Ye wanted something, he would call him in this sticky way.
"No." He said firmly, trying to break free from the too-tight hug.
Wu Ye said nothing, only rubbing his lips against the old scar on his shoulder blade. It was a scar from a fight many years ago, and now it was burning from the kiss. Li Ruiyuan froze, hearing the increasingly demanding request from the person behind him:
"Just once..."
(The rest is from the neck down, which is not allowed to be broadcast.)
By the end, Li Ruiyuan was speechless. Wu Ye gently kissed away the tears from his eyes, his movements so gentle that they seemed completely different from before.
"Does it hurt?" he asked in a low voice, turning back into that timid stray dog.
Li Ruiyuan didn't even have the strength to lift a finger. He could only use his eyes to express the threat of "just wait for me", but it seemed like he was acting coquettishly.
Wu Ye chuckled, cleaned him up, and changed the sheets. The entire time, Li Ruiyuan closed his eyes and let him do whatever he wanted. Only when he tried to hug him did he whisper a warning:
"Don't touch me..."
Wu Ye immediately retracted his hand and looked at him eagerly.
"...Come here." He finally compromised.
The young man immediately came over happily and carefully held him in his arms. Li Ruiyuan smelled the familiar scent of shower gel on Wu Ye and gradually felt sleepy.
In a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, he felt a gentle kiss on the top of his head.
"Good night, Ayuan."
He responded vaguely and snuggled into the warm embrace.
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