The second half of the journey was relatively quiet. Perhaps because he was tired, Fu Xuanliao stopped initiating conversations. Apart from the sound of the wind and the soft rustling of the branches, the only other sounds in the air were the rising and falling breaths of the two of them.
Lying on a back that was broader than when he was young, Shi Meng enjoyed the hard-won tranquility, and began to unrealistically hope that this road would never end.
When Gao Lecheng and his security team found them, the two had already walked onto the main road and could see the hotel sign in the distance.
"Why didn't you dawdle a little longer?" Fu Xuanliao said speechlessly. "If you were five minutes later, I would have been at the door."
Seeing that the person was alright, Gao Lecheng said with a grin, "Isn't this your chance to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?"
The resort's security team was quite professional; knowing that the dark and steep roads could easily cause safety issues, they brought a wheelchair. Fu Xuanliao put Shi Meng, who had twisted her ankle, into the wheelchair and rubbed his shoulder with a sigh of relief: "You guys go first, I'll rest for a while."
Gao Lecheng arranged for security guards to push the injured person in front. He noticed that Shi Meng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, turned around and looked over several times. He nudged Fu Xuanliao and said, "Hey, your partner is looking at you."
Fu Xuanliao ignored him and slowly bent down to pat the mud off his trousers.
"Let's hurry up and go," Gao Lecheng urged. "Jiang Xue is still waiting."
"Now you know to hurry?" Fu Xuanliao said irritably. "Why didn't you come earlier? I had to carry him all that way, and then..."
"What happened to you?"
Fu Xuanliao couldn't bring himself to say the words "forced kiss," and after a long pause, he finally managed to say, "What's it to you? Stop asking me anything."
Gao Lecheng looked completely bewildered: "Didn't you say that yourself?"
Fu Xuanliao didn't know what was bothering him. Shi Meng's behavior was always illogical; he had even raped someone before, let alone kissed them forcibly.
After thinking it over, I can only conclude that it was my pride that was getting in the way. In the past, I could always turn the tables and suppress Shi Meng to the point that she couldn't resist. But just now, I don't know what happened. When I was looked at by those bright eyes and heard a dry "thank you," I just stood there dumbfounded.
Fortunately, it was dark and no one saw his expression. Fu Xuanliao made up an excuse that he was tired and his brain was lacking oxygen, and temporarily put this embarrassing matter aside.
Upon entering the hotel, he ran into Jiang Xue. She had probably overheard the security guards saying that Fu Xuanliao had found the person, and she was already making sarcastic remarks to him without even meeting him in person.
"The doctor has seen Mengmeng's leg. It's just a common sprain. He just needs to rest. I've taken him to his room." Jiang Xue looked exhausted after a whole night of running around. "You should all get some rest too. We can talk about it tomorrow."
There wasn't much to say, so the three of them took the elevator upstairs together.
After entering their respective rooms, Fu Xuanliao pushed open the door and realized that the box containing the sapphire was still in Jiang Xue's hands. Just as he was about to turn around and go out to get it from her, his gaze swept into the room and saw Shi Meng sitting on the edge of the bed with something in his hand. Upon closer inspection, it was the sapphire necklace that he had carefully selected.
With his plans disrupted, Fu Xuanliao was somewhat disheartened. In a fit of despair, he closed the door and went inside: "Jiang Xue gave it to you?"
Despite asking a seemingly pointless question, Shi Meng took it to heart and replied with an "Mm".
Taking off his coat and turning around, Fu Xuanliao met Shi Meng's gaze, which was fixed on him. He instinctively looked away and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Is it for me?" Shi Meng asked.
"Of course not," Fu Xuanliao said without hesitation. "Do you think this looks like something for you to wear?"
Based on Fu Xuanliao's understanding of Shi Meng, the more something doesn't belong to him, the more he will try to seize it by force. Therefore, Fu Xuanliao wasn't worried at all that the necklace would end up in someone else's hands. He just habitually picked out things he didn't want to hear.
Unexpectedly, Shi Meng changed her mind this time. She didn't ask who it was for, nor did she carelessly put the necklace around her neck. She looked down at the necklace in her hand for a while, then put it back in the box, closed the lid, and gently placed it on the table.
Fu Xuanliao was now in a state of panic.
He took a shower first, and when he came out, he saw that the box was still there. He walked over, picked it up, and played with it in his hand. He glanced at Shi Meng out of the corner of his eye, who was holding his notebook and drawing. Shi Meng was not responding.
Fu Xuanliao took out the necklace, held it up to the light to examine it: "The shop owner said this raw stone is very pure, with almost no visible cracks, but I don't know if it's true or not."
No one answered.
“I think this chain is too short to be a necklace, but it would be more suitable to roll it up twice and use it as a bracelet.”
Shi Meng remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything.
He threw the necklace back, slammed the box on the table, and thought resentfully, "Anyway, it's not like I have to give it to you."
It was already late at night. Shi Meng was slow to take a shower, and his sprained ankle made it even more troublesome. It took him a full hour to get out of the shower.
The sound of footsteps on the carpet was sometimes heavy and sometimes light due to the varying pressure, so Fu Xuanliao had to prick up his ears with anxiety, afraid that the guy would trip him.
Fu Xuanliao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard rustling sounds moving to the edge of the bed and felt a noticeable sinking in beside him, followed by an arm wrapping around his lower back.
He wanted to continue pretending to be asleep, but the person behind him wouldn't give him the chance. A voice asked, "Are you asleep?" and warm breath sprayed on his neck, making Fu Xuanliao tremble and "wake up" completely.
"You woke me up," Fu Xuanliao said, shifting the blame. "What?"
Almost the instant the words fell, Shi Meng flipped over and straddled Fu Xuanliao.
They stayed in the hotel's best view room, with only a layer of Venetian blinds covering the large floor-to-ceiling windows, allowing all the outside light to shine into the room.
Fu Xuanliao turned his head and saw a chest heaving with rapid breathing and two bare legs spread apart on either side of him.
Shi Meng came out wearing nothing but a loose bathrobe.
Coming to his senses, Fu Xuanliao raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "You twisted your ankle, aren't you going to be a little more careful?"
As if she didn't understand him, Shi Meng leaned down, got close to Fu Xuanliao's ear, opened her mouth, and lightly sucked on his earlobe with her lips.
The warm air, infused with the scent of shower gel, enveloped him, and Fu Xuanliao briefly lost his sense of direction in the face of this seduction.
He turned over and held Shi Meng's chin, his thumb rubbing back and forth on her skin, squinting at her flawless face under the dim light, as if admiring a work of art.
The words that came out were extremely flippant: "Oh, I see, you're a fairy who's come to repay a debt of gratitude."
Normally, Shi Meng would have already lunged forward with his claws, but today was different. Knowing what was on Shi Meng's mind, he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting a shadow under his eyes.
He didn't argue or get angry, but instead lifted the thin blanket off Fu Xuanliao and crouched down to crawl inside.
The Shi Meng in bed was completely different from the one off the bed. He was passionate and wild, but also irritable. When he took Fu Xuanliao's swollen penis into his mouth, his teeth brushed against the shaft, as if he could bite it off with a little force.
When temptation and danger coexist, it always stirs up the deepest tremors in one's body. Fu Xuanliao couldn't help but reach down and press his hand on Shi Meng's head, yearning for something deeper, even deeper.
Shi Meng rarely performed oral sex on him, so his movements were clumsy. Fearing that he might actually hurt him, he could only hold the lower part with both hands, stick out his tongue and carefully lick from top to bottom, before slowly putting the swollen, thick thing into his mouth.
The rawness was alluring; the sensation of being enveloped by a warm, moist mouth sent shivers down Fu Xuanliao's spine. His body tensed uncontrollably, while he also had to guard against Shi Meng's sudden, unpredictable sucking. An electric-like pleasure exploded from his lower abdomen, and all the heat in his body gathered in one place, brewing for a final burst. Yu Xi Bu Quan.
The thin blanket covering the lewd scene surged like a tide, then suddenly stopped after a period of violent fluctuation, and then returned to calm.
Fu Xuanliao breathed heavily, raised his hand to lift the extra coverings, and when the beautiful naked body was exposed to the light of day, he pressed down on the body and flipped it over, pinning it beneath him.
Fu Xuanliao's thumb rubbed against the corner of her soft lips again, leaving a damp patch. Knowing what it was, Fu Xuanliao's eyes darkened, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you swallow it?"
Shi Meng was like a devout believer, answering every question truthfully.
He nodded, stuck out a bit of his red tongue, licked the spot where Fu Xuanliao had touched him, and then lightly touched the fingertips that hadn't yet left.
Fu Xuanliao quickly got hard again. He picked up Shi Meng's legs and put them in his arms, then reached for a bottle of lubricant on the bedside table.
"When did you prepare this?" He chuckled teasingly, shaking the bottle. "Did you pack it in your suitcase before you came?"
The answer was obvious. Shi Meng, taking advantage of his injury, was too lazy to say anything more. He raised his waist and turned his head away, giving off an "take it or leave it" attitude.
After the hasty expansion was completed, and Fu Xuanliao's rather large member was actually inserted into his body, he could no longer maintain his aloof image. His entire body was covered in a blush, especially his cheeks.
At first, she bit her wrist and refused to make a sound, but when Fu Xuanliao roughly removed her arm and restrained her, her soft moans escaped her throat with the frequency of the impact, like pieces of a curtain being cut and scattered all over the ground.
The moon quietly peeked out from behind the clouds. Fu Xuanliao lifted Shi Meng's legs and pressed them to his shoulders, conquering him freely while turning his head to kiss the inside of his thighs, which were whiter than the moonlight.
The spot where she was kissed was scalding hot, and the heat spread rapidly. Shi Meng trembled a few times, not wanting Fu Xuanliao to see, and wrapped her arms around his neck, tilting her head back to find his lips.
Both of them were sweating, their skin pressed together in a tight embrace, their silhouettes reflected on the wall seemingly merging into one.
Fu Xuanliao was not talkative in bed, but he had a strong desire for control. In the previous scene, he was led by the nose by Shi Meng, but in this scene, he was determined to take back the initiative. His hard and hot object rubbed against Shi Meng's sensitive spots, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily, completely unpredictable.
He even freed one hand to hold Shi Meng's genitals, which were about to climax, and mischievously pinched the tip to prevent him from releasing.
Only when Shi Meng was driven to the brink of tears, kicking wildly with red eyes and letting out a wanton cry, did Fu Xuanliao release his grip with satisfaction. He then wrapped his arms around Shi Meng's thin shoulders from under his armpits and thrust his lower body forward with a fierce and rapid motion.
As a stream of liquid poured into his body, Shi Meng arched his back and ejaculated.
His gaze passed over Fu Xuanliao's muscular shoulders and landed on the intricately patterned ceiling. The intense pleasure caused Shi Meng to feel a moment of blankness.
Once he regained a sliver of consciousness, Shi Meng used his legs and arms to tightly embrace Fu Xuanliao, who was covering him, and wouldn't let him leave, even when he couldn't breathe.
That night, the hotel's 2.2-meter-wide deluxe king-size bed was put to its fullest potential.
The two remained in the connected position for a while, then Fu Xuanliao suddenly raised his head and asked as if he had just come back to his senses, "Does your leg still hurt?"
Still reeling from the experience, Shi Meng stood there for several seconds before shaking her head: "It doesn't hurt."
The bath was a waste of time. The two of them went back to the bathroom and took another shower, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. When Fu Xuanliao carried them back to bed, Shi Meng was extremely sleepy. She grabbed a blanket and covered herself up casually. Just as her eyelids were about to close, a heavy, icy blanket was suddenly wrapped around her left wrist.
Fu Xuanliao held his wrist and poked the blue gemstone hanging down from his wrist bone with one finger. The refracted light swayed and passed through the center, dazzlingly bright, but Shi Meng slowly opened his eyes wide.
"It suits you quite well." Fu Xuanliao seemed very satisfied with its effect on Shi Meng, and said with a smile, "I might as well give it to you."
The next day the weather cleared up, and because Shi Meng had a foot injury, everyone unanimously decided to move the activity indoors.
The resort has a heated swimming pool covering several hundred square meters. After getting tired of playing cards, a few people came here, changed into their swimsuits, and went swimming.
Fu Xuanliao and Gao Lecheng arranged a race to see who could swim faster from one end to the other.
Jiang Xue was the referee, and the two of them almost surfaced at the same time. Naturally, she had no reason to favor Fu Xuanliao and insist that Gao Lecheng arrived first, so she awarded him the first place.
Fu Xuanliao was soaking in the water, resting with his arms behind him on the shore. Gao Lecheng walked around from Jiang Xue's side, bent down and handed her a bottle of drink: "We'll have another match later, and your Mengmeng will be the referee."
This nickname was clearly learned from Jiang Xue. Fu Xuanliao frowned almost imperceptibly, took the drink, and said, "No need, it's not like I can't afford to lose."
Gao Lecheng also jumped back into the water, leaned against the shore, and followed Fu Xuanliao's gaze to look at the other end of the pool.
Jiang Xue wore a conservative one-piece swimsuit, but it couldn't hide her slender and curvaceous figure. She sat on the shore, sharing a fruit plate with Shi Meng, smiling charmingly, captivating Gao Lecheng so much that he was dizzy and infatuated.
Fu Xuanliao was also watching, but not at the beautiful women. Instead, he was watching Shi Meng, who was also sitting on the shore, but had only rolled up her trousers and was kicking her feet in the pool.
On one wrist, which was leaning against the edge of the pool, was a sapphire bracelet made from a necklace. As if afraid of getting it wet, she would lift it up from time to time to look at it and gently rub its surface with her fingertips. Her affection for it was obvious without her having to say it.
Unaware of what was happening, Fu Xuanliao stared unabashedly. Just as he was engrossed in the sight, a voice came from the side: "I thought you were just putting on an act before, but now it seems you're really enjoying it."
Startled, Fu Xuanliao frowned impatiently again: "I don't understand what you're saying."
Gao Lecheng chuckled: "In the end, I still gave him that sapphire."
Even though he knew it was a joke, Fu Xuanliao was still annoyed: "I said it was a belated birthday present."
"Okay, okay, a birthday present." Gao Lecheng had a knowing look on his face. "It's just something to make him happy, you all know."
"..."
Fu Xuanliao was speechless, then turned around and plunged into the pool, splashing Gao Lecheng's face with diluted disinfectant.
We were all busy people with work on our hands, and the trip ended hastily on the evening of the third day.
The four of them returned the way they came. Gao Lecheng was responsible for taking Jiang Xue home, while Fu Xuanliao drove Shi Meng. The car drove from the suburbs to the city, and the noise along the way gradually increased, and the tranquility was no longer there.
As we drove into the city, the natural scenery outside the window was completely replaced by congested vehicles and flashing neon lights, which dampened my interest in appreciating the view. I lowered my head and continued to fiddle with the sapphire on my wrist.
While waiting at a red light, Fu Xuanliao also glanced at it. In fact, Shi Meng usually dressed simply, and this overly luxurious gemstone was not suitable for everyday wear.
But Shi Meng still wore it on his body, and never took it off from the moment Fu Xuanliao put it on him.
The Shi family mansion is located at the other end of Fengcheng. After saying goodbye to Gao Lecheng and Jiang Xue at the crossroads in the city center, Fu Xuanliao drove eastward until the bustling scene returned to silence, and the swaying shadows of trees were reflected on the ground outside the car window.
When they arrived at their destination and got out of the car, Fu Xuanliao helped Shi Meng take the luggage out of the trunk, and even had the leisure to joke: "It's just a set of pajamas, is it necessary to pack such a big suitcase?"
Meng disagreed with this, saying, "They also installed something else."
Realizing that the "other" he mentioned included lubricant, Fu Xuanliao pursed his lips and suddenly lost the desire to continue.
As he opened the car door to get in, the person behind him called his name very quietly: "Fu Xuanliao".
With one hand resting on the car door, Fu Xuanliao turned around: "Hmm?"
Thinking it would just be another "goodnight" or something similar, he figured he could just get by. But as he stood under the doorway light, Shi Meng hesitated. One foot was firmly planted on the ground, while the other was barely touching the ground, as if he couldn't stand steadily or was unsure of himself.
Her lowered eyelids couldn't hide her anticipation. Perhaps afraid that Fu Xuanliao wouldn't be able to wait, Shi Meng asked hesitantly, with an almost shy expression, "Next week, shall we go out together again?"
On the way back, it was already completely dark, but Fu Xuanliao opened the car window and let the cool wind rush in.
The outdoor temperature was minus three degrees Celsius, enough to quickly lower body temperature, but he was still extremely agitated, wishing he could crawl back into the pool and force himself to calm down.
He was annoyed at his own slowness; he should have realized long ago that Shi Meng's feelings for him went beyond a ridiculous possessiveness.
So many signs, even if Shi Meng didn't say it, the hints were obvious enough—when she asked him to spend her birthday with her, when she called his name on the roller coaster, when she asked him to say goodnight, when she cut his hair short, when she cherished every gift he gave her, when she changed her harsh command into a question for discussion for the first time... He should have noticed long ago.
Instead, I should have been shocked to discover the tattoo that was etched on my ribs last night when I finally saw it clearly.
The flame-shaped tattoo had clearly been there for a long time, so long that Fu Xuanliao couldn't even remember whether he had seen it but didn't pay attention to it, or touched it but didn't investigate it further.
The conclusion that Shi Meng likes me—which was once just an impossible fantasy—has now become a bomb covered in spikes in front of Fu Xuanliao. He doesn't know where to start dealing with it, but if he doesn't deal with it, he's afraid of being blown to pieces.
Moreover, reality is more complicated.
With both hands gripping the steering wheel, Fu Xuanliao's face was gloomy, as if shrouded in dark clouds.
Because he realized that if there were such a thorny bomb in front of him, his first thought would not be how or when to deal with it, but whether or not to deal with it at all.
Dangerous things are always disguised as harmless, quietly approaching without people noticing, and by the time they are discovered, they are already on the verge of danger.
The alarm bells rang deafeningly in his heart. After returning home, Fu Xuanliao sat in the dimly lit living room for a while.
He thought about many things: past promises, future entanglements, fading guilt, lingering reluctance... yet it seemed like he wasn't thinking about anything at all; his mind was a jumbled mess, and he couldn't grasp any clues.
When Jiang Rong got up in the middle of the night, she was startled to see a figure on the sofa. She breathed a sigh of relief as she got closer and saw clearly: "You're back, why aren't you sleeping? Are you hungry?"
Fu Xuanliao shook his head: "It's nothing, I'll just sit for a while."
Jiang Rong didn't ask any more questions. She went to the kitchen, poured a glass of water, and brought it out, telling him to rest early because it was cold.
He placed the cup on the table and was about to return to his room when Fu Xuanliao suddenly called out, "Mom."
Stopping and turning around, Jiang Rong softly replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Next week," Fu Xuanliao asked, "will you and your father have time next Saturday?"
Jiang Rong said, "Of course."
She looked at her son, who had grown up without her noticing, and faced a problem she had never encountered in the past twenty years. Like a caged beast, she struggled and wandered silently in the darkness.
Ultimately, the decision was made to prevent potential loss of control and danger in advance.
“Then let’s go to the Shi family’s house together next Saturday.” Fu Xuanliao’s voice was low, revealing deep exhaustion. “To discuss terminating the contract.”
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