He must break up, even if Fu Zheng yelled at him.
Worst case, get yelled at by Fu Zheng, then beaten up together. Anyway… he probably wouldn’t die.
And the money issue—ask Fu Zheng for help first.
In any case, it couldn’t go on. No second time.
…If this happened again, he really would die, aah!
This time was just luck—Fu Si Heng had kept kissing his legs, not going further.
What if next time he got a sudden idea and tried a different way?
A chill of after-fear rose in Tao Zhi’s heart. He swallowed and hurriedly threw off the covers to get up.
He decided to head back to school first and find Fu Zheng to help him break up.
Tao Zhi brushed his teeth and washed his face, then anxiously pushed open the bedroom door.
It was still early, around seven. Tao Zhi went to knock on Fu Si Heng’s door next door first.
No one answered.
No sound came from inside.
Tao Zhi hesitated, then pressed down on the door handle.
The room was empty.
He was stunned for a moment.
Not in the room, so he searched elsewhere.
Gym, study, living room… Finally, Tao Zhi found Fu Si Heng in the swimming pool on the terrace.
He passed through the living room on his way to the dining room and noticed movement on the terrace. When he went over, he saw Fu Si Heng swimming.
Early March, after a spring rain a few days ago—the air was humid. Tao Zhi had wrapped his robe tightly when leaving the bed, but Fu Si Heng was already naked and swimming, leaving Tao Zhi stunned.
“Up so early?”
Catching sight of Tao Zhi from the corner of his eye, Fu Si Heng stopped his movements.
He swam to the edge, arms propped on the stone tiles. His exposed shoulders were broad, the muscles on his shoulder blades taut and defined, slightly bulging as water droplets slid down the tight lines.
Fu Si Heng raised a hand to slick back his hair: “Why up so early? Sleep more.”
“C-Couldn’t sleep.” Tao Zhi tensed up just seeing him now.
Yesterday, Fu Si Heng’s palm had braced beside his head, sweat dripping from his chest onto Tao Zhi’s waist.
The sweat drops had been scorching.
Fu Si Heng: “Oh.”
Tao Zhi couldn’t sleep, and neither could he. After finishing, it wasn’t enough—he had to replay it in his mind, then handle it himself with his hand once more. Afterward, he sat on the room’s sofa, smoking half the night, his mind fixed on quickly exposing Tao Zhi.
Expose him sooner, eat him sooner.
Fu Si Heng had thought about it all last night and was still thinking this morning while swimming.
Now, he had found another way.
After Tao Zhi showered last night, he went to bed in his bathrobe, leaving his clothes forgotten downstairs.
He had just gotten up, still in last night’s bathrobe, small legs exposed—covered in dense hickeys, all his handiwork and marks.
Fu Si Heng saw it clearly, his gaze darkening.
“Aren’t you cold?” Tao Zhi couldn’t fathom swimming in this weather.
Was this something humans could do? He even forgot his plan to return to school and asked first.
“Heated. Want to come in?” Fu Si Heng invited him.
“No no.” Tao Zhi shook his head like a rattle: “I can’t swim.”
“If you can’t swim, I can teach you.” Such a minor obstacle was nothing to Fu Si Heng: “I bought you a swimsuit, bikini. I’ll go get it now and teach you.”
With that, he pushed against the edge to rise.
“？!”
Tao Zhi didn’t want him fetching it at all.
Joking aside, how could he wear a bikini?
Tao Zhi hurriedly squatted and pressed down on his hand to stop him from coming up. His knees naturally pressed against the hard stone tiles too.
This made Tao Zhi uncomfortable. He had just furrowed his brow when his body suddenly pitched forward—
He was pulled into the water by Fu Si Heng.
It was so sudden, scaring him badly.
As pool water surged over his face, Tao Zhi instinctively hugged Fu Si Heng’s neck, legs clamping tightly around his waist: “Fu Si Heng!”
So panicked he didn’t even call him Brother Fu.
“Be good.” Fu Si Heng kissed his neck to soothe him, arms supporting his butt: “You won’t fall.”
With that, he braced both hands on the stone tiles again, arms flexing powerfully. He easily carried Tao Zhi out of the water.
The arm strength astonished Tao Zhi. Once safe, he opened his mouth and looked at Fu Si Heng.
Fu Si Heng looked back at him.
Perfect.
The splashing in the water had loosened the bathrobe’s tie. It hung loosely off his shoulders—Tao Zhi was practically naked, fully open and pressed against him. They were so close, not a sliver of space between.
Tao Zhi was oblivious, eyes wide as he said: “Your strength is that great—”
Of course it was. He could even hold you with one arm and thrust.
Fu Si Heng tugged his lip.
The next second, he suddenly lowered his head: “Baby.”
“…Hm?”
“Don’t you feel anything off?”
What?
Tao Zhi blinked, not understanding, and shook his head. He patted Fu Si Heng’s arm: “Put me down. Don’t do such dangerous things again. It was terrifying—I nearly died of fright—”
“What’s this thing pressed against my lower abdomen, hm?” Fu Si Heng reminded him again.
After a night and enjoying the beauty’s ploy, he had finally exposed Tao Zhi successfully.
Having taken all the cheap advantages, he still hypocritically pressed his palm there and asked: “What is this?”
