“Have you decided? Will you say yes?” To keep Tao Zhi from forgetting the matter at hand, Fu Si Heng prompted him: “I thought you’d agree right away.”
…Huh?
Tao Zhi’s gaze turned to him, and Fu Si Heng continued naturally: “Yesterday, you said you hoped I’d like you.”
“No—actually, you begged me to like you.”
Tao Zhi: “…”
Please, can we not bring that up again?
Tao Zhi was mortified, his toes curling into action once more.
On this trip, his toes were the biggest victims.
TvT They were on the verge of cramping from all the digging.
“Are you just messing with me?” Fu Si Heng knew Tao Zhi inside and out—the little fool was putty in his hands.
Sure enough, at those words, Tao Zhi waved his hands frantically: “No, no, I’m not.”
“…Back then, I really did like you.”
“Back then?” Fu Si Heng latched onto the phrasing.
“Um…” Tao Zhi answered as he thought, his words coming out slow: “Because back then—you—”
He paused, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
It was like he’d finally found a solution. The boy who’d been all limp and listless moments ago perked right up—even sitting straighter—as his fingers stayed latched onto Fu Si Heng’s arm. He turned his head and explained.
“Brother Fu, I really do like you, but I’m not at ease with you. I’m scared of what I told you.” Tao Zhi claimed he was scared, but there wasn’t a trace of it in his tone.
Right now, he was just thrilled to have thought of a way—his eyes sparkling bright, dazzling even in the pitch-black surroundings.
“I’m only eighteen, a barely legal female college student.” Tao Zhi said: “Those words of yours feel too distant to me. And besides…”
He cut himself off abruptly.
The young boy wore every emotion on his face, not even bothering to hide a thing—innocent and pure to a fault.
His eyes shifted from sparkling to dazed, then refocused.
His fingers curled tight.
Fu Si Heng could feel every motion clearly, since Tao Zhi was clutching his sleeve.
Such a sudden shift… Fu Si Heng was looking forward to what came next.
“I-I’ve never even been in a relationship.” Tao Zhi mustered his courage, forcing the words out: “I’m, I’m…”
His fingers gripped tighter and tighter as Tao Zhi practically squeezed the words from his throat: “I’m still…”
“?” Fu Si Heng froze, watching Tao Zhi’s lips pout slightly—but no sound came out.
“I-I’m still young, still young, still just a student.” His voice suddenly pitched higher, drowning out what came before. Eyes squeezed shut, Tao Zhi went all-in like he was smashing a jar to pieces: “I can’t accept having sex before marriage. I’m very—I mean, very conservative… That kind of thing is off-limits.”
“Absolutely off-limits…” he stressed again.
With that, Tao Zhi deflated completely, his body swaying.
Luckily, Fu Si Heng’s arm stayed looped around his waist, holding him steady—
“…Ha.” Fu Si Heng couldn’t hold back the laugh.
He threw his head back, fingers pressed to his forehead, leaning against the sofa as he laughed—chest rumbling.
…Not a shred of that mature, aloof CEO vibe left.
Tao Zhi: “…?”
Tao Zhi stared at him, utterly baffled.
“OK, got it.” Fu Si Heng had genuinely lost it just now.
How adorable could he be?
Unbearable.
For the first time, he thought having a little brother wasn’t so bad—otherwise, where else would he have met this little fool Tao Zhi?
“So, dating’s fine, but sleeping together’s a no?” Fu Si Heng confirmed.
“…”
“Y-Yes, yes…” Tao Zhi buried his face and nodded furiously.
Brain overloaded, CPU on the brink of meltdown—he couldn’t even process what Fu Si Heng’s laughter meant.
“No problem.” Fu Si Heng agreed without hesitation.
Tao Zhi looked up.
Staring blankly: “Really?”
Fu Si Heng: “Mm.”
“Then…” Tao Zhi’s eyes finally regained a spark.
Just a little, but enough—the faint flicker in them was beautiful.
His face was still flushed, heat refusing to fade. Fu Si Heng reached up to tuck his hair, brushing the back of his hand against it to check.
Burning hot.
“Then… can we skip kissing too?” Tao Zhi pushed his luck, a new idea forming as he fought for more concessions.
Pure love, please.
A little version of himself was on his knees inside, praying like mad.
“What’s the reason this time?” Fu Si Heng didn’t shut it down outright.
He wanted to hear what Tao Zhi would come up with.
“Because, because when you kiss me…” Tao Zhi licked his lips, eyes darting everywhere, but he pushed to get it all out: “You t-touch me.”
He swallowed hard, face burning hotter: “What if you accidentally…”
“Got it.” Fu Si Heng said: “The pure female college student is afraid I won’t be able to hold back.”
Tao Zhi: “…”
TvT
Fu Si Heng was the worst.
Tao Zhi hated him so much—or at least, that’s what he told himself. In reality, he was clinging to Fu Si Heng’s arm, head down, nodding nonstop.
One nod after another, impossible to stop.
It was kinda hilarious.
Fu Si Heng laughed again.
In an amazing mood now, he reached out after the laughter died down, hooking Tao Zhi’s chin.
The flushed face lifted by the man’s hand.
Now, not only were the corners of his eyes flushed red with shame, but even his eyes were misty.
Pitiful to the extreme.
“What are you doing…” Tao Zhi said weakly, all listless.
“To prove that when we kiss, I won’t grope you randomly.” Fu Si Heng drew close to him.
Their lips met, and soon Fu Si Heng took his lower lip into his mouth.
Because last time he had kissed Tao Zhi’s lips until they split open, Fu Si Heng went much gentler this time.
No longer crushing his lips or launching a fierce assault—instead, he sucked softly on his lip.
The soft candy he’d just eaten was lychee-flavored, and even his lips carried that sweet taste. He wondered if it would be even richer inside his mouth.
Fu Si Heng tried to lick open the seam of his lips, but Tao Zhi kept them clamped tight.
His lips sealed shut, his eyes squeezed closed, his fingers curled tight as they clutched Fu Si Heng’s clothes.
Fu Si Heng held back from pinching his cheeks.
He understood Tao Zhi’s fear, but that didn’t stop him from thinking Tao Zhi was being pretty unfair, stringing him along like this.
The old man could only have a shallow taste. A bit unsatisfied, he started bullying him again.
“How’s that?” He spoke right against Tao Zhi’s lips, his hot breath making Tao Zhi’s eyelashes quiver.
Fu Si Heng said deliberately, “See? I didn’t lie to you, pure female college student.”
…Wuu.
What the hell is with this guy?
Tao Zhi wanted to cry but had no tears—his toes were practically suffering a work injury.
