Chapter 54: The Swimming Pool Part 2

Fu Si Heng leaned down, pulled open his lace top, brushed his lips against the small of his back, and placed his palm on his thigh, rubbing a patch of soft flesh tenderly. “Baby, how are you so adorable?”

Tao Zhi shook his head.

He wasn’t adorable. He just wanted to live.

Live well without getting beaten.

Tao Zhi tried to escape again.

Once more, he was caught after not even crawling two steps.

The third time, fourth time, fifth time—all the same.

Tao Zhi was exhausted.

Each time he was dragged back, he bumped into Fu Si Heng’s lower abdomen. He really… died, died, died.

“Shall we continue?” Fu Si Heng asked considerately.

Tao Zhi, face buried in the sofa, sniffled and turned to look at the bad man behind him.

“I’m not escaping tonight, am I?” Tao Zhi murmured with trembling lips.

Fu Si Heng thought for a moment.

“Probably not.”

Fu Si Heng didn’t want to delay any longer.

He wanted to quickly expose the silly little peach, reveal the truth, and then tell Fu Zheng that this was his little sister-in-law.

While he was at it, he would get his wife a new dorm, keeping Tao Zhi far away from Fu Zheng.

“W-Well then, can we just use the back?” Tao Zhi was truly out of options.

Fu Si Heng didn’t keep his promises, and he had no way to deal with him.

His watery, misty eyes looked pleadingly at Fu Si Heng as he negotiated. After racking his brain about things between men and women, he finally found a solution.

“I-It should be okay, right? Don’t go in… just, just let you rub.” Tao Zhi’s face flushed to his neck. His nails dug tightly into the sofa beneath him as he clamped his legs together.

Fu Si Heng: “?”

Fu Si Heng was stunned.

He first looked down at Tao Zhi’s dipped waist and round, perky hips—the beautiful curve of his body reflected in his pupils. He tried to understand what Tao Zhi really meant.

“…Okay?” Tao Zhi asked softly.

Seeing no reaction from Fu Si Heng, he went all out, biting his lip and rubbing back twice.

This was the only way a pure male college student could think of to protect his front.

The moment the words left his mouth, Fu Si Heng’s body covered him. His arm around Tao Zhi’s waist tightened, lifting his upper body as he spoke against his ear: “Are you sure, baby?”

His voice was deep and hoarse.

Fu Si Heng’s eyes reddened from his words, his heavy breaths fanning Tao Zhi’s ear: “Really?”

Tao Zhi nodded.

“An unexpected delight.” This was something Fu Si Heng had never considered.

At the very least, it should have been after exposing the little fool.

His heart raced, thrilled to death. He pinched Tao Zhi’s cheek, turning his head for a kiss, and bit his lip as he said huskily: “Back to the room, to the bed.”

“No…” Tao Zhi shook his head, clenching his fingers: “Right here, in this position.”

In this position, Tao Zhi wouldn’t be afraid of Fu Si Heng touching his front.

“J-Just like this.” Tao Zhi clamped his legs even tighter.

Covering the front, legs squeezed tight.

Very tight, the kind that absolutely couldn’t be pried apart.

“Fine.” Fu Si Heng pushed his lace top up to his ribs: “As you wish.”

“…?”

It’s not what I wished…!

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The next morning.

Tao Zhi lay in bed staring at the ceiling, a wave of desolation washing over him.

The good news was that he really hadn’t been discovered yesterday.

Just rubbing, no entering, no touching anywhere else.

At most… just to that spot.

It was all Fu Si Heng’s fault. He even forgot protection. Tao Zhi had no idea about such things. Near the end, Fu Si Heng said he wasn’t prepared, so he finished on him.

Jerk.

Tao Zhi didn’t believe him.

Fu Si Heng was truly excessive, leaving him all messy.

Later, during his bath, he checked himself—the insides of his thighs were bright red, his butt still felt hot, and he always felt like it wasn’t clean. It was scorching and sticky up there.

In reality, he had washed many times, but the sensation lingered, like a brand had been seared into him, its presence overwhelmingly strong.

Tao Zhi was very troubled.

He hadn’t slept well last night and woke up especially early today, staring at the ceiling the whole time.

The only consolation was probably that Fu Si Heng hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

This counted as narrowly escaping disaster.

Tao Zhi felt he should be grateful, but he couldn’t muster it. Instead, he was filled with doubt about himself, lying in bed, plunged into deep confusion.

Was he really still straight?

Straight guys kissing could be passed off as just kissing—for money, unavoidable, not too outrageous, all forced.

Even getting his chest bitten was forced.

No choice.

But last night…?

Besides rubbing against him, Fu Si Heng had kissed him everywhere, hickeys trailing from his waist downward to his toes.

There were even hickeys and bite marks on the soles of his feet.

The skin on the insides of his thighs had been nibbled and sucked, a tingling numbness spreading through his whole body.

This caused a very shameful reaction, followed by bewilderment.

Would a straight guy react to another straight guy rubbing and kissing him?

No way.

Definitely not.

He couldn’t fool himself this time.

He felt his straight identity was in jeopardy, and Fu Si Heng didn’t keep his word—this was terrifying. It couldn’t continue.

He had to find a way to break up.