They did not go home that night. After leaving the amusement park, they headed straight to a nearby hotel.
Fu Si Heng had booked the room in advance. Tao Zhi sat in the passenger seat, starting to reply to the birthday wishes from his classmates and friends.
Just now, inside the Ferris wheel, he had taken a photo and posted it on his Moments, wishing himself a happy 19th birthday, noting that he had grown a year older, and casually mentioning Fu Si Heng. Afterward, a flood of private messages and comments poured in.
Some wished him a happy birthday, while others blessed him and Fu Si Heng with a long and lasting relationship. Tao Zhi replied to each one earnestly until they arrived at the hotel entrance, finally finishing them all.
The moment he lifted his head, Fu Si Heng’s teasing voice rang out.
“You’ve got quite the popularity, Little Zhi.”
“No way,” Tao Zhi said, feeling a bit shy as he scratched his cheek.
Then, Fu Si Heng ruffled his hair.
Afterward, Fu Si Heng handed him the room card. “Go open the door.”
“Okay.” Tao Zhi took it without a second thought, completely unaware that Fu Si Heng, who usually wouldn’t let him lift a finger and treated him like a precious treasure, would ask him to do something.
He swiped the card, and it beeped twice before the suite door automatically opened.
The room, which should have been pitch black, was actually lit up.
But the light did not come from the ceiling bulbs. Instead, it was…
Countless star-shaped lights in front of him.
Tao Zhi froze.
He stood in the doorway, staring at the twinkling warm yellow stars and the balloons scattered everywhere.
On top of the balloons sat two light-up signs. The one on the left read, “Happy 19th Birthday, Little Zhi,” and the one on the right read, “Happy Children’s Day, Little Zhi.”
In the middle between the two signs was a birthday cake.
Tao Zhi stared in stunned silence until a strong arm wrapped around his waist, snapping him back to reality. He turned his head up, his dark eyes shimmering slightly. “Brother Fu…”
“Let’s go inside first.” Fu Si Heng guided Tao Zhi into the room.
The door closed behind them, and they approached the cake.
The cake was huge—a 24-inch sleeping bunny dream cake.
It was in soft pink and blue tones with a starry shape, featuring a little sleeping rabbit topped with a bow ribbon, giving it a whimsical, dreamy feel.
It was half an hour until midnight. Fu Si Heng took the candles from nearby, inserted them into the cake, and lit them for Tao Zhi. “Make a wish?”
“Okay.” Tao Zhi nodded.
Fu Si Heng dimmed half the room’s lights. Tao Zhi clasped his hands together, made a wish, and blew out the candles.
Next came the cake-sharing part.
Tao Zhi had eaten plenty of snacks at the amusement park that evening and wasn’t really hungry.
Neither was Fu Si Heng.
They cut a small slice from the 24-inch cake to taste it, but Tao Zhi felt the rest would go to waste.
Fu Si Heng didn’t mind. “It’s fine. I can finish it.”
“We’ll see if you’re willing to.”
“Huh? Of course I am.” It was such an odd statement that Tao Zhi looked at him with puzzlement.
And a hint of doubt.
Fu Si Heng wasn’t usually into sweets, and this was a 24-inch cake. How could he possibly eat it all?
“Don’t force yourself,” Tao Zhi said.
It was okay if they couldn’t finish it.
Fu Si Heng said nothing. Instead, he scraped some cream onto his finger and dabbed it on Tao Zhi’s left cheek.
Tao Zhi still hadn’t realized what Fu Si Heng intended and just looked at him in confusion, thinking that Fu Si Heng had such a childish side…
Suddenly, Fu Si Heng leaned down and took the flesh of his left cheek into his mouth.
The warm cavity enveloped his soft cheek completely between lips and teeth. Fu Si Heng’s thick tongue licked off the white cream, swallowing it almost in one go.
Tao Zhi felt like he was being pounced and licked by a large dog. Startled, he instinctively squeezed his left eye shut, then slowly opened it again, his gaze dazed.
“Very sweet,” Fu Si Heng commented.
Tao Zhi: “…”
His face was now slick. Tao Zhi raised a hand to wipe it.
“You wiped it too soon,” Fu Si Heng said.
“What?” Tao Zhi didn’t understand.
As he spoke, Fu Si Heng pinned him against the table.
Then, cream was smeared on his lips.
Fu Si Heng leaned down to kiss him, licking his lips and slipping the cream into his mouth with his tongue tip. Their lips and teeth intertwined, cream mixing with saliva in their mouths.
Tao Zhi tasted the sweetness on his tongue tip and was about to swallow when Fu Si Heng hooked it out and into his own mouth.
Only when it was all gone did Fu Si Heng pull back.
Tao Zhi was breathing softly.
Even if he was slow on the uptake, he now knew how Fu Si Heng planned to ‘eat’ it.
Tao Zhi glanced back at the cake.
“…” There was still so much.
He braced himself. Worst case, he’d just be kissed until his tongue went numb.
No big deal.
He still hadn’t realized that Fu Si Heng’s lower limit was far beyond his imagination.
At some point, his clothes had been lifted.
Fu Si Heng buried his face in Tao Zhi’s chest, licking and sucking bit by bit to clean off the cream.
Tao Zhi shivered and tried to pull away, but with the table behind him pressing into his lower back, there was nowhere to go.
The cream trailed from his chest downward. At first, Fu Si Heng lifted his clothes himself, but as he kissed lower, he made Tao Zhi hold his own shirt in his teeth.
How was this fair?
It was too bullying…
Tao Zhi was young and couldn’t handle such intense stimulation. After being licked for a while, tears welled up in his eyes.
The tingling, itchy sensation was a sweet torment for him.
Tao Zhi’s toes curled involuntarily. When Fu Si Heng reached his abdomen and gently nipped the thin, tender skin with his teeth, a faint pain jolted him slightly alert. In a small voice, he said to Fu Si Heng, “I haven’t showered yet.”
