Chapter 87: Stay Close
That night, Li Zimai really let out all the anger that had been suppressed for a long time. His rationality was completely lost by Cheng Che's calls of "brother" and "husband". He did it from night to morning, on the bed, on the floor, in the bathroom, in the kitchen, and in the living room. He shot all the semen that had been held back for half a year into Cheng Che's stomach.
At the beginning, Cheng Che seduced and provoked him, saying that his brother was not doing well and was going to be impotent again. Later, he cried and shouted that his husband was wrong, and his voice was hoarse. It was no use. Li Zimai was determined to make him submit. He also used many shameful positions that he had never used before to play with him, tossing him over and over again. In the end, she let him go only after Cheng Che's skin was covered with sores and there was no good flesh left. The effect was even more exaggerated than the first time they had done it for two days.
The first time, I was tired and fell asleep, then did it again. This night, I didn't stop and kept doing it. I made Cheng Che half unconscious, then woke him up and continued to fuck him. While fucking him, I taught him a lesson and asked him if he would dare to be naughty again in the future. Cheng Che shouted to me brother in a daze, saying that he wanted me to be fucked like this, and also shouted to me to go faster and deeper. Li Zimai was so angry that he lost all his rationality.
So the next day, Cheng Che couldn't wake up at all, and he slept all night before gradually regaining consciousness.
Cheng Che opened his eyes and looked at the familiar lamp on the ceiling. He thought he was back to a year ago when he and Li Zimai had just started living together. He turned on the wall lamp next to him, with Li Zimai's voice in his ears and this strange and symmetrical lamp in his eyes.
"...centi...cough, cough..."
Cheng Che was completely speechless. His throat was sore and itchy, as if something was strangling him. He didn't see Li Zimai. The feeling of being abandoned by the world instantly overwhelmed all of Cheng Che's nerves. He couldn't even call out Li Zimai's name.
Li Zimai was boiling medicine for Cheng Che in the kitchen. It was a smelly and disgusting Chinese medicine. The boiling water made a gurgling sound, so he didn't hear Cheng Che calling him at all.
When he brought the medicine into the room, Cheng Che had fallen to the ground and couldn't get up. Li Zimai was anxious and angry, and he had dropped the medicine, so he hurried to hug him. Cheng Che shrank into his arms and cried, and asked in a hoarse voice why he was not here.
"I'm going to make some medicine for you! I'm making some medicine! Right in the kitchen. I'm not leaving. I'm not leaving..."
He picked up Cheng Che horizontally and put him back on the bed, coaxing him softly, "I'm right here."
Fortunately, Li Zimai had the foresight to lay carpets in places where Cheng Che was likely to fall, especially next to the bed. Sometimes Cheng Che would wake up from a sleepless night and be completely disoriented, and would fall when he got out of bed.
Cheng Che calmed down, but he still couldn't stop crying. After he fell ill, he could no longer control his tear glands. The person who usually held back his tears would break down and cry if he accidentally burned Li Zimai's hand. He would also cry when he woke up and couldn't see Li Zimai, just like now.
Li Zimai comforted him for a long time before Cheng Che came back to his senses. He lay in his arms and asked what time it was.
"It's almost ten o'clock. Get up, eat something, take the medicine, and then we'll rest."
Li Zimai touched his forehead to take his temperature again. Cheng Che said hoarsely and weakly, "I won't be sick."
The thought of him being on the verge of falling ill at any moment frightened Li Zimai more than if he were actually ill, and he did not dare to leave his side for a single step the entire day.
Li Zimai sighed and said, "Can we discuss this from now on? You don't seduce me and I will satisfy you according to the quantity and time, okay?"
He decided to discuss with his wife the timing and frequency of handing in the public grain. "I've asked the doctor, as long as we take good care of it, we can cook it once a week, or once twice a week, how about that?"
Cheng Che closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to waste time talking to him.
"Did you hear that?"
“…I didn’t hear that.”
"Forget it. Let's not talk about this for now. I'll go get you another bowl of medicine."
Li Zimai felt distressed when he heard his terribly hoarse voice, and was angry at himself for not being able to hold back. Every time he had to make Cheche like this, he would feel regretful, and then start a new round of endurance. He probably would become impotent again soon.
Cheng Che suddenly grabbed his hand, Li Zimai sat down and asked him what was wrong and if he wanted some water.
Cheng Che said with difficulty: "...Don't leave."
Li Zimai smiled and coaxed him, "Don't leave, don't leave. I'll stay here with you."
When Cheng Che was about to fall asleep again in his arms, Li Zimai said, "Eat something before you go to sleep."
He wanted to get something to eat, but Cheng Che held him back and said, "Be good, I'll get you something to eat and drink your medicine."
Cheng Che stared at him blankly, refusing to let him go. Li Zimai said helplessly, "Then let's go out together?"
Cheng Che stretched out his hand to him, indicating his agreement, and asked Li Zimai to carry him out.
So for an entire weekend, except for going to the toilet, Cheng Che never got off Li Zimai's back. Li Zimai carried him on his back when he cooked or washed dishes, let him sit on his lap when he ate or drew, and let him nestle in his arms when he watched TV or slept. He was completely inseparable from Li Zimai.
Until Zhou Xumao came.
Zhou Xumao would come to ask for his brother's forgiveness every few days. When he came today, he saw Captain America and Iron Man standing at the door, both covered in dust. He couldn't help feeling sad and wondered when his pursuit of his brother would end.
Li Zimai thought it was a rushed delivery and opened the door without checking the surveillance. Zhou Xumao saw Cheng Che, who was sleeping in pajamas, being carried on his brother's back. His exposed wrists, neck and ankles were all dotted with red marks, and he looked like he had been overused.
Zhou Xumao is in a state of collapse. Isn't he impotent? This is not something an impotent person would do.
"Awesome, bro!"
Li Zimai signaled him to shut up and not wake Cheng Che up.
Cheng Che slept completely these past two days. He slept on the bed at night and on Li Zimai's back and legs during the day. He would be in a bad mood when he woke up and couldn't see Li Zimai. Li Zimai had no choice but to carry him on his back like this and didn't even dare to go out.
Logically speaking, Zhou Xumao should have just left and not disturbed their world of two, but Zhou Xumao felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Li Zimai's impotence had been cured, and he must be feeling good about what he had done to Cheng Che. It was the most appropriate time to ask for forgiveness.
He insisted on breaking in, and Li Zimai let him go for fear of waking up Cheng Che. However, Zhou Xumao was also restless after coming in. He circled around the two of them 360 degrees and even looked at the base of Cheng Che's neck.
Li Zimai slapped him and told him not to look at his wife.
Zhou Xumao tsked, "You're really amazing. How many times did it take you to get this far? I'll try it next time."
Li Zimai glared at him, and Zhou Xumao immediately changed his tone: "I'll try it with Yueyue! With my little Yueyue!"
Fuck. You think everyone is gay!
Zhou Xumao saw that Cheng Che looked like a little kid when he was sleeping. Now, he was smooth and tender after being nurtured by Li Zimai. The key point was that he was cold and wild when he was awake. No wonder the guy surnamed Qi was still thinking about Cheng Che. If he saw Cheng Che like this, he would probably be even more itchy.
"Are you sure you want to watch it again?"
"Don't look at it! Your baby is so beautiful, even I, a man, think it's beautiful! You have good taste!"
Zhou Xumao explained what happened that day from beginning to end, and said tearfully that he had good intentions and asked Li Zimai to add him back on WeChat.
He did choose a good time, Li Zimai was in a good mood, and although he ejaculated quickly in the car that day, at least his impotence was cured, so he didn't bother with Zhou Xumao.
Zhou Xumao reminded him again, "Watch out for that Qi guy. He's a scumbag who's forced women of good families into prostitution multiple times. Don't let Cheche run into him."
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