As his fingertips traced the soft, wet tongue, Xiao Xin's saliva flowed back into his mouth and instantly choked him.
"Ugh, cough..." He coughed uncomfortably, tilting his head back to try and escape Fu Yan's torment.
Fu Yan pressed down on the back of his head, preventing him from escaping.
Xiao Xin's eyes were filled with uncontrollable tears, and her face turned bright red.
“Fu…cough, Yan…” Xiao Xin twisted his wrist, calling out in pain.
"Brother finally spoke..."
Fu Yan withdrew his hand, released him, raised his hand to look at the glistening water stains between his fingers, and chuckled awkwardly: "I originally wanted to have a good talk with you, but since you won't speak, I can only get you to open up in this way."
Xiao Xin coughed twice, covering his throat, and asked, "What do you want to ask... cough, what..."
Fu Yan pressed down on his shoulders and pushed him onto the bed.
He braced himself on the bed with both hands, leaned over Xiao Xin, turned Xiao Xin's chin, looked into his tearful eyes and asked, "Why were you with Qiao Chen just now?"
Xiao Xin looked at him with red eyes: "If I answer you, will you let me leave?"
Fu Yan grabbed his wrists and pressed them above his head, looking at him coldly: "I'm not negotiating with you."
Xiao Xin turned her head away, gritting her teeth to hold back her tears, and asked, "Why I'm with him is none of your business."
Fu Yan straightened Xiao Xin's chin again, looked at the tears in his eyes, and said, "You're starting to not speak properly again, aren't you?"
Xiao Xin looked into his eyes, tears silently streaming down her face: "We met at the hospital, and he insisted on taking me home..."
Fu Yan smiled and sighed, then leaned down to kiss away the tears from the corner of his eyes: "Okay, I understand. If you see him again, don't pay any attention to him."
Xiao Xin pursed her lips and asked again, "Can I leave now?"
Fu Yan tightened her grip on his chin: "You really don't want to be with me?"
"..." Xiao Xin looked at him, her hot tears streaming down her face.
Fu Yan frowned slightly and raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes.
Xiao Xin tilted her head, dodging his hand.
"..."
Fu Yan paused, and the two fell silent instantly.
After a half-minute standoff, Fu Yan lowered his hand, then stood up and picked Xiao Xin up in his arms.
Xiao Xin's entire body was instantly lifted into the air, and her hands instinctively tightened around Fu Yan's neck.
Fu Yan was secretly pleased with his reaction, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.
Xiao Xin caught a glimpse of the smile in his eyes and, embarrassed and annoyed, let go of his hand.
Fu Yan then loosened his grip.
Xiao Xin was startled by his sudden release and tightened her arms around Fu Yan's neck again.
After Xiao Xin realized what was happening, her ears turned red, and she instantly understood that Fu Yan had done it on purpose.
Xiao Xin frowned, glaring at him angrily, as if she wanted to see right through his forehead.
However, Fu Yan acted as if nothing had happened, his smile widening even more.
Seeing his smug look, Xiao Xin felt a surge of anger, but she couldn't vent it, so she could only glare at him helplessly.
Xiao Xin didn't come to his senses until Fu Yan carried him into the bathtub and lifted the hem of his clothes.
He pressed down on Fu Yan's hand, looking at him warily: "What are you doing?"
Fu Yan's gaze drifted almost imperceptibly over his chest before he looked up to meet his eyes. "It's not like I haven't washed you before, why are you so shy?"
Xiao Xin: "...Fu Yan, can you please let me go?"
Fu Yan hooked his chin and placed a kiss on his lips: "Brother, don't make it sound so pitiful. You just wanted to break up with him, and I just happened to disagree. It's not like you committed any heinous crime."
Xiao Xin: "..."
Fu Yan tightened his grip on his chin slightly, and whispered in his ear, "The way you look at me, brother, only makes me want you more..."
Xiao Xin remained silent, not wanting to argue with the madman anymore.
Perhaps it's true, as Jiang Yuqing said, that the more he resists, the more excited Fu Yan will become.
The only thing he can do now is to do nothing.
Seeing that he remained silent with a blank expression, Fu Yan also shut up and continued to help Xiao Xin take off his clothes.
Xiao Xin watched his movements expressionlessly, like a puppet, and stopped struggling.
The bathtub was filled with hot water, and the surface was covered with rose petals. As the steam rose, a faint fragrance of roses wafted in the air.
Xiao Xin leaned against the bathtub, her head tilted back slightly, a faint scent of roses wafting from her nose, and her previously restless mood gradually calmed down.
Fu Yan's gaze fell on Xiao Xin's chest, where the marks that had covered him were gradually fading.
He felt a strange sense of loss, as if Xiao Xin would no longer belong to him once these traces disappeared.
Xiao Xin was soaking in hot water, feeling drowsy, but just as she was about to fall asleep, a sharp pain shot through her collarbone again.
"Hiss..." Xiao Xin gasped in pain.
He squinted and saw Fu Yan's head bobbing against his neck.
He frowned, gripped the top of his head with his five fingers and pushed him gently: "Let go."
Fu Yan bit Xiao Xin's collarbone five times with his teeth.
Fu Yan only relented when the teeth marks bled.
Seeing Xiao Xin wince in pain, he buried his head in Xiao Xin's bleeding wound and licked it again.
Xiao Xin's face flushed, but her heart was even more agitated: "...Are you a dog...?"
Fu Yan buried his head in his neck and nuzzled against him. "Hmm, it's been a long time since you called me a puppy, brother."
Xiao Xin felt a sudden surge of fear. Fu Yan... wasn't planning to cling to him for the rest of his life?
Fu Yan already knew that He Yunzhou was his older brother, so Xiao Xin didn't intend to hold back when speaking.
“Fu Yan, have I ever told you that you are just a stand-in for your brother?” Xiao Xin asked.
Fu Yan nestled against his neck, quietly feeling Xiao Xin's heartbeat, and asked, "So, do you love me, or do you love him?"
"Him." Xiao Xin replied without hesitation.
Fu Yan slid her palm to his waist and pinched him hard.
Xiao Xin couldn't help but gasp in pain, "You..."
Fu Yan kissed his neck: "Since you like him, should I still call you sister-in-law? If He Yunzhou knew I slept with you, would he still like you?"
Xiao Xin frowned slightly: "..."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Fu Yan breathed into his ear: "Xiao Xin, all my first times were with you. You're the one who turned me into who I am now, so you have to take responsibility. You can't escape this for the rest of your life."
Xiao Xin's spine stiffened, and her first reaction was to blurt out, "You really are a virgin?"
Fu Yan bit his neck, "Mmm..."
Xiao Xin's inner thoughts: Why did I have to mess with a virgin for no reason...?
He clenched his fist and pursed his lips.
He's just unlucky.
“Brother, there’s one more thing,” Fu Yan said, looking at him. “I’ve paid off all your debts. Now, your creditor is me…”
Xiao Xin just wants to curse right now.
He glared at Fu Yan: "Did I ask you to pay it back?"
Even if Wang Lili isn't caught, he'll still incur new debts in the future.
Seeing his worried expression, Fu Yan asked in confusion, "Brother, are you unhappy?"
Xiao Xin looked annoyed, raised her hand to smooth the hair from her forehead behind her head, and didn't want to answer his question.
happy?
He's just changed creditors, why should he be happy?
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