Chapter 86 Don't be angry
Squatting was tiring, so Fu Yanle simply knelt on the carpet and awkwardly used his mouth to unbutton Yu Jingchen's clothes. He looked up and faced Yu Jingchen, hiding both his soft coquettishness and stubbornness in his eyes. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly with fear, like white ribbons on the snow-covered trees outside the window, tickling the heads of passersby and making their hearts tingle.
Yu Jingchen's breath hitched, and he was speechless for a moment under his gaze.
Seeing this, Fu Yanle breathed a slight sigh of relief, spat the button stuck in the teeth into his palm, and then placed it on the ground, letting it roll away.
“I know lying is wrong, and you’re angry for a reason, but I don’t want you to be angry, and I can’t stand you being angry.” Fu Yanle reached out and grabbed Yu Jingchen’s sleeve, her tone both soft and domineering, “I’m just here to coax you.”
Fu Yanle took Yu Jingchen's hand and placed it on his waist, as if inviting him to unwrap a gift, and pulled open the ribbon there.
Her pajamas opened and fell down, revealing a crimson long robe underneath. The color made Fu Yanle appear even whiter, and the peach, plum, and crabapple patterns on them were delicate and vibrant. Paired with Fu Yanle's red and watery eyes, the word "seduction" was practically written all over her face.
From Yu Jingchen's perspective, he could see the lines of Fu Yanle's back, hidden by his long robe, and the exquisite curves he deliberately arched and hunched. He suddenly reached out and pressed down on the back of Fu Yanle's head, his fingers running through his thick, dark curls, applying slight pressure.
"Huh?" Fu Yanle was forced to lift his chin, his teeth still pressed against the zipper pull. He looked at Shang Yujingchen's suddenly deep and brooding gaze with an innocent and puzzled expression.
Yu Jingchen said, "Release."
Fu Yanle obediently let go of his mouth, but before that, he still pulled the zipper all the way to the bottom.
Yu Jingchen leaned down and kissed him. Fu Yanle stared in disbelief for a moment, then quickly seized the opportunity and returned the kiss passionately. This kiss wasn't the one Fu Yanle had imagined, filled with punishment or anger, but rather very gentle and tender.
However, Fu Yanle was somewhat frightened by this.
Fu Yanle's mouth still tasted strongly of milk, and his tongue and lips were icy cold. Yu Jingchen licked the remaining traces, kissing Fu Yanle until he let out a muffled groan. He tilted his head slightly, nuzzled Fu Yanle's face, and then scooped Fu Yanle up in one swift motion.
The two instantly changed positions.
(Gift of 4000)
Fu Yanle was awakened by a WeChat notification sound. He groggily reached for his phone, barely able to open his eyes, and could only turn the volume down to the lowest setting. He rolled over in bed, his arm outstretched, and the phone fell to the carpet with a "thud."
“…Ah.” Fu Yanle stopped, pulled the blanket over his head, and took a nap for a while before sitting up groggily.
As soon as he sat up, the soreness in his lower back and abdomen became particularly noticeable, so Fu Yanle immediately lay back down. He glanced to the side and saw that Yu Jingchen was indeed not there.
In the past, Yu Jingchen would always be by his side whenever he woke up.
Whether it was because he had shouted for too long last night or something else, Fu Yanle suddenly felt a discomfort in his throat, a sour and itchy sensation climbing up and down, and finally his nose felt sore and his heart felt uncomfortable.
"Clatter".
The sound of the door opening suddenly rang out. Fu Yanle subconsciously raised his head, then immediately shrank back into the quilt, wrapping himself up tightly in a small ball.
Yu Jingchen walked quietly to the bedside and saw a bulge on the bed, knowing that Fu Yanle was awake. He bent down to pick up the phone from the carpet, then sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Come out when you're awake."
"I'm not coming out!" Fu Yanle secretly puffed out his cheeks.
Yu Jingchen waited three seconds and then said, "I made coconut milk pumpkin porridge."
Don't try to lure me in with delicious food! Fu Yanle gripped the bedsheet with his toes and secretly swallowed.
Yu Jingchen reached out and patted the quilt that had bunched up, and said in a deep voice, "Lele."
"Oh!" Fu Yanle suddenly crawled out of the quilt, propped himself up on the bed with his elbows, and lay down in front of Yu Jingchen.
Yu Jingchen lifted his chin, his gaze lingering on Fu Yanle's eyes for a moment, and said, "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"
"...It's just that I can't open my eyes very wide, but otherwise I'm fine." Fu Yanle reached out and touched his eyes. "Did you put some medicine on them? I can smell a faint medicinal scent, and my eyelids feel cool."
"Yes, it helps reduce swelling." Yu Jingchen picked up the bowl of porridge, scooped up a spoonful, let it cool for a few seconds, and then fed it to Fu Yanle.
Fu Yanle had initially thought that Yu Jingchen was still angry and was feeling wronged and upset, wondering what to do. But now, seeing Yu Jingchen still so gentle, she couldn't help but pout and whisper, "Are you still angry?"
Yu Jingchen looked down at him. "What do you think?"
"I don't care what I think, I care what you think! I think you don't need to be angry anymore." Fu Yanle looked up at him. "If you're still angry with me, then you might as well let me starve to death!"
Yu Jingchen was amused and couldn't help but put down his spoon, reaching out to pinch his cheek. "Where did you get your bravado from?"
"You gave it to me." Fu Yanle thought to himself, "This is promising." He immediately endured his discomfort and climbed onto Yu Jingchen's lap.
Yu Jingchen quickly lifted the bowl of porridge, allowing Fu Yanle to sit successfully on his lap.
Fu Yanle reached out and hugged Yu Jingchen's neck. "I really know I was wrong. I won't lie again, I swear! Even if I do lie, I won't lie three times, really, really." He leaned in and kissed Yu Jingchen's cheek. "I really will sincerely repent, brother, please believe me just this once! Okay? Okay, okay, okay—"
"Stop." Yu Jingchen sighed helplessly. "Drink your porridge first."
Fu Yanle said, "You have to say, 'I'm not angry with you anymore,' then kiss me and say good morning. Otherwise, I'll go on a hunger strike."
“A hunger strike is very difficult to endure,” Yu Jingchen said. “Towards the end, you’ll be crying and begging for food.”
Fu Yanle said fiercely, "Then when I can't take it anymore, I'll hang myself! I'll string all your ties together, make them as long as a bed sheet, and hang myself on the second-floor stairwell!"
"They're so hungry they can't stand it anymore, how could they have the energy to hang themselves?"
After he finished speaking, Yu Jingchen saw Fu Yanle furrow his brows tightly, his slightly swollen eyes reddening, looking pitiful and aggrieved. Fu Yanle's gaze was like a knife stabbing into the softest spot in his heart.
“…Alright.” Yu Jingchen sighed, “I’m not angry with you anymore.”
Fu Yanle stared straight at him, pursing her lips and remaining silent.
So he kissed Fu Yanle's left eyelid, "Good morning, Fu Yanle." Then he kissed Fu Yanle's right eyelid, "I wanted to cook porridge for you myself, so I went to the kitchen. I didn't mean to leave you alone. Don't be upset, Lele, okay?"
Fu Yanle sniffed and said softly, "Okay."
Upon hearing this, Yu Jingchen rubbed his head and said, "Then hurry up and drink the porridge, the temperature is just right now." He held Fu Yanle in his arms like a child, holding a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, feeding Fu Yanle the porridge spoonful by spoonful.
The sweet porridge melted in his mouth, the subtle aroma of coconut milk and the rich fragrance of pumpkin flowing down his tired throat and into his stomach, making Fu Yanle feel comfortable all over. While drinking the porridge, he would secretly glance at Yu Jingchen, many images flashing through his mind: the desktop computer that he had kicked over last night, the white water stains on the bookshelf, or the fine sweat on Yu Jingchen's forehead... Fu Yanle's face flushed as he thought about it.
"elder brother."
Yu Jingchen looked up. "Hmm?"
“Weren’t you reading ‘Everyone Must Die’ last night? Simone de Beauvoir revealed the meaning of life and death in the book, believing that the meaning of life comes from death, and that immortality is a divine punishment.” Fu Yanle leaned close to Yu Jingchen’s face, nuzzling him like a puppy, and whispered, “But for me, as long as you’re here, immortality isn’t scary. Ignoring me is the most unbearable punishment.”
Yu Jingchen's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly. "...I'm really not angry with you anymore." He lowered his head and kissed Fu Yanle's nose. "I do dislike it when you lie to me. I'm ignoring you for now to control my temper, but control has its limits. Lele, even if you don't come to coax me, I won't ignore you forever. You know that's all I can do."
"You're not useless, you just spoil me too much. I know my place!" Fu Yanle planted a kiss on Yu Jingchen's cheek, wriggling like a caterpillar several times, almost knocking the bowl out of Yu Jingchen's hand.
Yu Jingchen gently nudged Fu Yanle's butt with his leg, and Fu Yanle immediately became obedient, like a little wooden puppet, with only his two eyes darting around restlessly. Yu Jingchen smiled, fed him the porridge, and said, "Eat something light this morning, you can eat whatever you want for lunch."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Ice cream is fine too, but you can only have one, and you have to eat it separately from lunch."
"...Wow!" Fu Yanle's eyes lit up, and he gave her another kiss. "I love you, mwah!"
Yu Jingchen said helplessly, "When summer comes, will we have to eat ten a day?"
Fu Yanle shook his head, "No, actually I just love eating ice cream in winter, especially after hot pot. The feeling of hot and cold going together is so refreshing!"
"The feeling of a stomachache is also quite enjoyable," Yu Jingchen said with a cool, sarcastic tone.
Fu Yanle coughed and whispered ingratiatingly, "After being caught stealing food this time, I will definitely control myself in the future and prioritize my health above all else. I will only show off one thing at a time, and never a second. I swear: if there is a second time, I am willing to write a 10,000-word apology letter, receive fifty big sacks, and shout 'Fu Yanle is a big idiot' fifty times in the yard!"
Yu Jingchen said, "Write 30,000 words by hand, hit 100 times, and change the last one to: Make an ice cream by hand every day, and then watch someone else eat it, for two months."
"Wow!" Fu Yanle exclaimed in shock, "A vicious heart! They're killing him by destroying his spirit!"
Yu Jingchen snorted lightly, "Since it's an oath, it should be as effective as possible."
"Alright, to show my stance, it's decided then." Fu Yanle sighed, his gaze sweeping over Yu Jingchen's left hand holding the bowl, when he suddenly remembered the question that had been troubling him for a long time.
"By the way, how exactly did you catch me?"
Yu Jingchen put down the spoon, took out his phone, opened WeChat, and held the screen in front of Fu Yanle.
Fu Yanle leaned slightly closer.
Bei Ming Ge: [How long has it been since Fu Yanle last ate?]
Below is a lewd photo of him hunched over, showing off his ice cream!
"I'll f*** yourself! Damn it! Lou Beiming, that bastard!" Fu Yanle roared to the sky, "Damn it, as long as I'm alive, he'll never get his revenge on Jiu'er!"
Author's Note:
On Wednesdays, I feel great writing about gifting items to increase the word count, but on Saturdays, I really want to look up to the sky and howl in pain: Ah!
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