Chapter 44 I Want You
When Li Zimai woke up, the apartment was filled with suffocating silence. His T-shirt was completely soaked with sticky sweat, which stuck to his skin. He felt extremely uncomfortable. He lifted the quilt and his breathing became a little smoother.
He called out "Cheche" in a hoarse voice, but no one responded. Li Zimai was unhappy. He took off his sticky T-shirt very roughly and threw it on the carpet. He was about to go take a shower when he heard the sound of a lock being unlocked outside the door.
Cheng Che was bending over to pick up a bag of food when the door was violently opened. Li Zimai, shirtless, looked at him intently. The sweat on his neck slowly flowed down along his Adam's apple, and his bulging chest rose and fell unnaturally, as if his heart was beating wildly.
"...why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Li Zimai had no intention of doing anything, but when he saw Cheng Che blushing, he suddenly didn't want to be serious anymore. He pulled Cheng Che in with great force, held Cheng Che's waist with one arm, and kissed him on the lips without saying a word.
Fruits and vegetables were scattered all over the ground.
This kiss was more fierce than any previous one, not giving Cheng Che any chance to breathe or refuse, going straight to the deepest part of his throat. The corners of Cheng Che's eyes were sucked red, and the corners of his mouth were wide open, completely allowing the other party's tongue to stir it wildly.
Cheng Che tilted his head back. This suffocating kiss made him subconsciously want to escape, but Li Zimai, who had always been gentle and considerate to him, grabbed his chin tightly, pressed him against the entrance wall, blocked his mouth tightly, and kissed him extremely fiercely.
When he was about to suffocate, the impudent man finally let go of his lips, but continued to suck on his earlobes, jaw and neck, as if he wanted to swallow Cheng Che.
Cheng Che was held tightly by him and couldn't get away. His hot chest burned his elbows like charcoal. His moist lips were held again, sucked and licked repeatedly, which eventually deprived him of all his will.
Li Zimai's arm went around his ribs and reached the other side, and he carried him forcefully onto the entrance cabinet. Cheng Che subconsciously clamped his waist, and slowly put his elbow on Li Zimai's shoulder, and another confusing and seductive kiss began.
He gradually became unsatisfied with the intimacy through the fabric, and pulled open Cheng Che's sports jacket. He grabbed the back collar with his hands, stripped the jacket off from top to bottom, and threw it to the ground.
Cheng Che was startled for a second, and stretched out his hand to pick up his clothes. Li Zimai took the initiative and lifted up the hem of his short-sleeved shirt. His hot palm reached in wantonly, and he pressed it against the corner of Cheng Che's mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Cheche... I want you."
They had just had an argument and Li Zimai was still sick. This was obviously not a good time, but Cheng Che could not refuse the burning heat in the other's eyes. He half lost his mind, his eyes were misty, and his skin was as red as an apple about to be picked in the Garden of Eden.
Li Zimai looked at him calmly for a few seconds, and a burning feeling rose from his lower abdomen. He then picked up Cheng Che and carried him into the bedroom. He held Cheng Che's waist and pressed him on the bed, and couldn't wait to kiss him again.
.......
When Cheng Che opened his eyes, what he saw was a naked chest. The other person was breathing steadily, and the lines of his muscles were undulating. Cheng Che's mind immediately flashed through all the pornographic and lewd things that happened last night, and he wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
As soon as he moved, the crushed, aching sensation in his lower body immediately assaulted his cerebral cortex, causing him pain and exhaustion. Yet, the culprit was still soundly asleep.
Cheng Che slapped Li Zimai awake. He looked at him with half-closed eyes, then closed them again. He hugged Cheng Che tighter and mumbled, "Sleep a little longer. It's vacation time."
This Labor Day holiday was well-deserved, as Lizimai performed the most primitive labor of mankind on Cheng Che.
Cheng Che was indeed very tired. He didn't expect that getting into bed with Lizi was more tiring than fighting, and he was completely suppressed one-sidedly.
Li Zimai woke up immediately after noticing his arms were empty. Cheng Che was leaning over the bed with his bare back, trying to pick up clothes from the carpet. Li Zimai pulled him back from behind and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll get you some clean clothes."
Ever since Cheng Che slept in the apartment for a while last semester, Li Zimai expanded his wardrobe. All the clothes are his own sizes. Whenever Cheng Che comes and needs to change clothes, he wears his clothes. He really likes Cheche wearing his clothes.
"...Let me go first..."
Cheng Che pulled his arm away, his voice a little hoarse.
Li Zimai was so soft-hearted that he suddenly thought of a problem. It seemed that they were still arguing. Although they ended up having sex during the argument, it did not affect Cheche's grudge. His Cheche would never let go of any grudge.
"Cheche...I didn't mean to yell at you the day before yesterday. Brother Rui said some unkind things..."
He was completely shifting the blame, and even slandered his love rival in passing, which was a very lame thing. Cheng Che glared at him and tried to push him, but failed. He could only lean into his arms and said in a muffled voice, "Why don't you look for the reason in yourself?"
Li Zimai nuzzled his shoulder, nodded, and began to list his mistakes: "There are three things I did wrong in this matter. First, I shouldn't have doubted your love for me just because of an outsider. Second, I shouldn't have yelled at you without knowing right from wrong. Third, I shouldn't have turned around and walked away in front of Duan Rui. Even if I was angry, he is your brother, and I shouldn't have given him the cold shoulder."
"But I'm only two-thirds wrong in this matter, and you're also one-third wrong. You shouldn't accuse me without knowing right or wrong. I'm your boyfriend, and you must stand by me unconditionally. Also, you can't just ignore me when you're angry."
"It's normal to quarrel, but we can't let it last overnight, okay? We should resolve the conflict on the same day. You can't ignore me like you did this time. If it happens a few more times, you won't like me anymore."
Cheng Che was depressed. He didn't expect Li Zimai to take their relationship so seriously. It seemed that he really didn't care. He held Li Zimai's chin and apologized softly, "Well, I know I was wrong."
Li Zi Michael was so excited. His Che Che was so sensible and knew how to admit his mistakes. He was simply a treasure. He threw Cheng Che to the ground, sat on his waist again, and touched little Maimai with his big hands, as if he wanted to do it again.
Cheng Che was so satisfied that he didn't recognize him anymore. He pushed his arm back and threatened him with a weak tone: "You dare."
......
Li Zimai saw that his eyes were red and felt distressed, "Are you really not feeling well?"
Cheng Che nodded silently.
Li Zimai immediately came out of his body, hugged him tightly, and coaxed: "Then let's not do it. Brother Che is not doing well. He needs to be taken care of."
Cheng Che gave him a weak look and said, "I, I didn't say I can't do it."
"So you can come again?"
Li Zimai excitedly touched his thigh. Cheng Che reached into the quilt and held down his arm, then yelled shyly and wearily, "Li Zimai!"
"Okay, okay, I won't come."
Li Zimai put his arm around his waist, hugged him tightly, and said with a smile: "Then Brother Che, please give us your evaluation. Is Li Shen's service attentive?"
Cheng Che was so tired that his eyelids were fighting each other. He cursed perfunctorily: "Are you sick?"
Give a review, it's not like you're soliciting prostitution.
Li Zimai deliberately misinterpreted what he meant, holding his face and explaining seriously: "I'm not sick, I'm still a virgin... No, not anymore. Brother Che took my virginity and he has to be responsible for me."
Cheng Che turned his head, speechless.
"You don't want to take responsibility?"
Li Zimai clung to Cheng Che like an octopus. Cheng Che was a little breathless and muttered, "Get up and stop clinging to me."
"No, I want to hold you. Please tell me that you love me and that you will be responsible for me."
“…”
Cheng Che would never be able to say such cheesy words.
"Hurry up, hurry up... hurry up and tell me..."
Li Zimai was about to bite him again. Cheng Che held his eyes open and hid back under the quilt, compromising in a muffled voice: "Yeah, I'll... take responsibility."
Li Zimai's brain automatically completed Cheng Che's unspoken confession, and whispered softly in his ear, "Cheche... I will also be responsible for you. I only like you and will always love only you."
"...Um."
Cheng Che was always touched by Li Zimai's straightforward love words. No one had ever told Cheng Che that they loved him over and over again, regarded Cheng Che as so important, and rebuilt his self-confidence that was shattered by his original family.
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