He began to speculate about his past experiences, which he knew were certainly not pleasant...
Xiao Xin tugged at his collar, glanced at his bulging pectoral muscles, and feigned disgust: "A little."
Fu Yan immediately lowered his eyelids and pressed down on his collar, "Brother, don't look, it's scary."
Xiao Xin smiled, pried his hands away, and gently placed a kiss on his neck: "But I don't mind."
Fu Yan cupped his face in his hands, looking into Xiao Xin's eyes: "Thank you..."
Xiao Xin raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly: "You really want to thank me?"
Fu Yan thought that Xiao Xin meant that, so he moved closer to Xiao Xin's lips.
Xiao Xin covered his mouth and laughed, "That's not what I want."
Fu Yan's mouth was covered, and he mumbled, "What is that?"
Xiao Xin let go of him, pointed to the wine on the table, and said, "Drink with me until I'm happy."
Fu Yan blinked: "Actually, I have a faster way to make you happy, brother..."
Xiao Xin didn't want to understand immediately, but the meaning in Fu Yan's eyes was too easy to understand.
He glanced at him, feigning anger, and handed him the half-empty bottle of wine Fu Yan had left: "Drink it or not? If you don't, go sleep in the doghouse."
Fu Yan took it, a smile playing on his lips: "Drink!"
So that I won't have to sleep in a doghouse.
But it seems there's no doghouse at home.
Halfway through his drink, Fu Yan suddenly remembered the person Xiao Xin had pushed away in the club's restroom.
The man's back looked somewhat familiar, but Xiao Xin had been in a conflict with him at the time, and he hadn't had a chance to see the man's face.
Xiao Xin was emotionally agitated at the time, and his bad mood might also be related to that person.
Fu Yan glanced at Xiao Xin, who was drinking with his head tilted back, and vaguely guessed what was going on.
But he didn't ask, and instead imitated Xiao Xin by chugging from the bottle.
After drinking ten bottles of beer, Xiao Xin was completely drunk, while Fu Yan was as if nothing had happened, except that his face was slightly flushed.
Xiao Xin hugged the trash can and vomited violently. After vomiting, he started cursing and complaining.
After cursing his former boss, he cursed Wang Lili, and after cursing Wang Lili, he started cursing Fu Yan.
"Fu Yan, you're a bastard..."
Xiao Xin pointed at Fu Yan's nose and cursed. The figure in front of him transformed into countless shadows. He didn't know where to point, so he simply grabbed Fu Yan's collar.
Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Fu Yan quickly reached out an arm and pulled him into his arms.
Xiao Xin was steadied in his arms, and finally grabbed the man's collar, continuing to mutter, "Fu Yan, you're a bastard..."
Fu Yan viewed Xiao Xin with ten times the filter, finding even Xiao Xin's drunken antics inexplicably adorable.
He ruffled Xiao Xin's hair and echoed him, "Yeah, Fu Yan is a bastard."
“Fu Yan, you used to tie me up and scare me. Do you know how scared I was? That knife, those darts... Fu Yan, I was afraid..."
Xiao Xin grabbed Fu Yan's collar and began to sob softly, "I'm afraid of those sharp things. Every time those sharp things are pointed at me, my whole body stiffens and I can't move..."
"Do you know, do you know..."
Xiao Xin cried intermittently, unable to tell whether she was drunk or sober.
Fu Yan's heart ached as he watched him cry, and his brows furrowed even more tightly.
Did he kidnap Xiao Xin before?
Seeing that he didn't answer, Xiao Xin wiped her tears with his clothes, "Fu Yan, say something..."
Fu Yan wiped away his tears, hugged him, and apologized, "I know, I'm sorry..."
Hearing his voice, Xiao Xin smiled again with her eyes closed, "But I love you, Fu Yan, I love you..."
Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat. Was this considered speaking the truth while drunk?
He stroked Xiao Xin's face. "Yes, I love you."
Xiao Xin suddenly frowned: "No, you have to say I love you too."
Fu Yan lowered his head and kissed his forehead, then whispered in his left ear, "No, my love for you is simply my love for you, not based on your love for me."
Xiao Xin was so confused by his words that she wiped her tears on his chest again. "Xiao Yan, carry me to take a bath..."
"Okay." Fu Yan bent down, picked Xiao Xin up, and carried her to the bathroom.
After washing her up, he carried Xiao Xin back to the bedroom.
Fu Yan turned off the light and crawled into bed.
As soon as Fu Yan got into bed, Xiao Xin instinctively moved closer to him because it was warm.
Fu Yan held him close, and Xiao Xin buried his face in his chest and whispered, "..."
Fu Yan didn't hear clearly, so he leaned closer to Xiao Xin and asked, "What did you say, brother?"
Xiao Xin whispered in his ear, "Don't go near Jiang..."
"What about ginger?" Fu Yan asked.
Xiao Xin released his ear, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Yan listened to the faint snoring, turned on the bedside lamp, and found that Xiao Xin had already fallen asleep.
He stopped hesitating, turned off the light, placed a kiss on Xiao Xin's forehead, and whispered, "Goodnight."
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When Xiao Xin woke up the next day, she saw Fu Yan's peaceful sleeping face.
He checked the time on his phone; it was already ten o'clock.
He nudged Fu Yan, saying, "Didn't you have class this morning?"
Fu Yan was woken up by him and pulled Xiao Xin into his arms. "Brother, I've asked for leave."
Xiao Xin breathed a sigh of relief as she listened to his strong, rhythmic heartbeat.
He hugged Fu Yan's waist back and scolded him affectionately, "Silly dog."
He roughly guessed that Fu Yan had taken leave because of him.
Fu Yan rubbed his chin against his forehead, "Yeah, just my silly dog."
The two cuddled in bed for a while when Fu Yan's phone rang.
He took the phone and held it to his ear to answer.
After the other party briefly explained their purpose, Fu Yan hung up the phone.
Xiao Xin casually asked, "Who hit him?"
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