Chapter 60 What is this Bian Tai hobby
Wu Suowei lay on Chi Cheng's ridiculously large bed, feeling uncomfortable all over.
What the hell is this? He has to watch himself while he sleeps?
Wu Suowei was complaining madly in his heart. He forced himself not to look at the weak and flustered self in the mirror, but his gaze involuntarily drifted to Chi Cheng who was resting with his eyes closed beside him.
Chi Cheng's silhouette was clearly reflected in the mirror.
With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the lines of his muscles rise and fall under the thin blanket, full of a sense of power ready to burst forth.
Even with his eyes closed, that sinister yet controlling aura could still silently press down through the mirror.
This figure is really... attractive.
Wu Suowei's Adam's apple rolled uncontrollably, and an inexplicable heat rushed down his spine.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately slapped himself hard in his heart.
Wu Suowei, what the hell are you thinking about!
He suddenly shrank his neck and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his throat.
Beneath the smooth skin is a violently beating pulse.
Alive, he lived again.
Afraid of snakes? Of course! Who wouldn't be afraid of that kind of suffocation?
But I am more afraid of you, Chi Cheng.
He looked at Chi Cheng's profile in the mirror, where he had his eyes closed and was resting.
At that time...what did I think you took me for?
A fun gadget you can tinker with?
A sunny and innocent poor boy?
Wu Suowei's lips curled up into a self-deprecating arc.
If I had to do it again, you would hide your background, your methods, and your shady little thoughts from me...but I would also hide them from you.
I know what you will do in the next few years, I know how your father will kill me, I know how you...
My thoughts are stuck here.
He closed his eyes irritably.
Just keep it a secret, keep it a secret.
Just like this, they tested each other, calculated against each other, and...entangled with each other.
Wu Suowei was in a state of confusion.
Fate is such a bummer. He tried his best to hide, but was still caught and made to lie in this mirror house with drafts on all sides.
But... his eyeballs moved slightly under his closed eyelids.
Chi Cheng, this time, for some things, I can't just take the beating.
I will do my best to grab what I should have in my hands.
Money? Life? Or... you?
Wu Suowei's eyelashes trembled in shock at his last thought.
Only children make choices.
"Have you seen enough?" A low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, like sandpaper rubbing against the eardrum.
Wu Suowei shuddered with fear and suddenly opened his eyes.
In the mirror, Chi Cheng had opened his eyes at some point, and his bottomless pupils were accurately locking onto him through the reflection of the mirror, with a hint of laziness as if he had just woken up and an undisguised curiosity.
Shit! When did he wake up?! I didn't reveal any flaws just now, did I?
Wu Suowei's heart was pounding and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
He forced himself to calm down, turned his head, avoided the reflection in the mirror, and met Chi Cheng's gaze directly.
He tried hard to show some embarrassment of being caught and pretend to be calm on his face.
"Who... who looked at you! I was looking in the mirror! Your room... is so unique." His voice was a little dry, trying to change the subject, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the firm chest under the open collar of Chi Cheng's pajamas.
Chi Cheng chuckled softly. The laughter was cold, but it was like a feather brushing against Wu Suowei's tense nerves.
He stretched out his long arms and pulled Wu Suowei into his arms.
The silky pajamas fabric rubbed against his skin, and the strong scent of Chi Cheng mixed with a hint of tobacco instantly enveloped Wu Suowei.
"Who looks better, the mirror or me?" Chi Cheng's lips were almost touching his earlobe, and his hot breath sprayed on the side of his neck.
One hand had already restlessly slipped under the loose hem of his pajamas, and the fingertips with light calluses were drawing rubbing circles on his waist.
Hiss... Wu Suowei's body tensed up instantly, and a familiar shivering feeling exploded along his spine.
The mind screams danger, but the body responds shamefully.
"Itchy..." He tilted his head, and his neck formed a fragile and seductive arc, which made it convenient for Chi Cheng's lips to touch his sensitive carotid artery.
His voice was soft and sticky, with a hint of drowsiness from just waking up, "Brother Chi... stop making trouble..."
The call of "Brother Chi" was soft and vague, with a bit of deliberate flattery and coquettishness, like a little hook.
He could clearly feel the arms holding him tighten instantly. Chi Cheng's breathing became noticeably heavier, and the kiss on his neck became fiercer, with a biting force.
He raised his head slightly, responding to Chi Cheng's kiss, and even turned sideways, unconsciously brushing Chi Cheng's waist.
The collar of the pajamas slid down further, revealing a white shoulder and delicate collarbone.
Chi Cheng's eyes darkened completely. He turned over and forcefully pressed Wu Suowei under him, knees touching each other.
The two figures reflected in the mirror were full of aggressive tension.
Chi Cheng's lips moved to the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse, filled with strong desire and a hint of imperceptible danger, "How did you learn to act like a spoiled child?"
His fingers slid down Wu Suowei's spine. Wu Suowei twisted his waist unbearably, his breathing became rapid, and his cheeks flushed.
He raised his wet eyes and looked at Chi Cheng. His eyes were blurred and watery, as if covered by a layer of fog.
He argued in a low voice, his breathing unsteady, "I'm just... I'm afraid..." He shrank at the right moment, his eyes glancing towards the locked incubator in the corner of the bedroom - that was Huang Long's home.
This action was like a basin of cold water, subtly poured on Chi Cheng's burning desire, causing him to pause for a moment, with a hint of complexity flashing across his eyes.
But this pause was only for a moment, and was immediately covered by a deeper possessiveness.
"Are you afraid of it?" Chi Cheng pinched his chin, forcing him to look directly at him, "Are you afraid of me?"
He lowered his head and bit Wu Suowei's lower lip as punishment, leaving a shallow tooth mark. "There's no point in being afraid. You can't run away."
Wu Suowei groaned in pain, and tears welled up in his eyes.
He looked at Chi Cheng's face so close to him, his heart beating like a drum.
He suddenly raised his hand, and instead of pushing him away, he took the initiative to put his arms around Chi Cheng's neck.
This action made Chi Cheng's body stiffen slightly, as if he was a little surprised by his obedience.
Wu Suowei raised his face and leaned close to Chi Cheng's ear, deliberately spraying his warm breath on his earlobe. His voice was very low, with a strange charm.
"Brother Chi... your tie... is poking me..."
Chi Cheng was stunned for a moment.
He had just come out of the shower and was wearing only a casual bathrobe without a tie.
In this few seconds of surprise and relaxation, the mist in Wu Suowei's eyes instantly faded away, and an extremely sharp light flashed.
He suddenly exerted force with the arms around Chi Cheng's neck, and his body jumped upwards like a loach, with astonishing speed.
Wu Suowei's wrist was twisted and turned, and when Chi Cheng reacted, the wrist he used to suppress Wu Suowei had been tightly entangled by the dark tie he had untied before taking a shower.
Wu Suowei used all his strength and dexterity to pull and twist violently, while bending his knees and gently pressing against Chi Cheng's waist.
"Ugh!" Chi Cheng was caught off guard. The severe pain from his wrist being twisted and the impact on his waist made him groan. His body involuntarily tilted to the side, and the force suppressing Wu Suwei instantly collapsed.
Wu Suowei used his hands and feet to roll out from under Chi Cheng, and jumped off the bed.
The movement was done in one go, so fast that only a shadow was left.
Chi Cheng fell on the bed, his wrists felt restrained and his waist was still aching slightly.
He looked in disbelief at Wu Suowei, who was standing beside the bed with his chest heaving violently.
The mirror reflected Wu Suowei's current appearance - his hair was messy, his pajamas were loose, and his cheeks were still blushing, but his eyes were surprisingly bright. There was no lust in them, only the cunning after success.
It’s getting more and more interesting…
So funny that I want to tear him apart.
Wu Suowei was breathing heavily, his chest heaving.
He looked at the storm that was rapidly gathering in Chi Cheng's eyes. That storm was more terrifying than any he had ever seen.
He knew he had stirred up a hornet's nest, but the arrow was on the string and had to be shot.
He forced out an extremely brilliant, even somewhat provocative smile, revealing two pointed little fangs. His voice was a little hoarse due to the violent movement just now, but it was extremely clear.
"Brother Chi, holding it in is harmful to your health! Why don't you...solve it yourself first?"
After saying that, he didn't give Chi Cheng any chance to react or attack. He turned and rushed to the bathroom connected to the bedroom, slammed the door shut, and locked it from the inside.
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