Chapter 19: Arrogant Big Star

Lin Wu still got out of bed. He stood outside the bathroom, listening intently but hearing no sound of running water.

When he looked up, he saw Ji Xingci emerging.

His pajamas, which had been hanging open before, were now neatly retied.

Normally, whenever Ji Xingci caught Lin Wu waiting for him so eagerly, he would tease him with a pleased expression, asking if he was really that fond of him.

But this time, Ji Xingci merely tugged at his clothes and barely glanced his way.

“Go sleep in another room.”

Lin Wu froze.

If he had been the one to say those words, he would have worried about making Ji Xingci angry. He never imagined Ji Xingci would be the one to send him away today.

He nodded and left the room, his mind racing. Had Ji Xingci figured it out?

But why wasn’t he furious?

Once Lin Wu was gone, Ji Xingci returned to the mirror and lifted his shirt.

His body was looking more and more off!

He hadn’t eaten much the night before.

So why had his belly turned into this?

It was so unsightly. When had he ever looked this bad?

Ji Xingci frowned as he climbed back into bed, that uneasy feeling returning.

Subconsciously, he pulled over the pillow from Lin Wu’s side and inhaled deeply.

He could faintly catch Lin Wu’s scent lingering on it.

No, this wouldn’t do—he’d end up wanting to fuck again.

The next morning,

Lin Wu sat at the restaurant table, eating breakfast. He watched as Ji Xingci came downstairs but breezed right past the food, heading straight for the door.

“?” Lin Wu shot to his feet.

“Where are you going? You’re not eating?”

Ji Xingci eyed him for a moment before replying completely off-topic.

“Hand over your phone.”

Though puzzled, Lin Wu fished it out of his pocket and gave it to him.

To his shock, Ji Xingci simply confiscated it.

“Stay home and wait for me. Don’t go anywhere.”

“? No way.”

“Ji Xingci?”

Lin Wu protested vehemently.

“Why? And what do you need my phone for?”

Ji Xingci held the device farther away. “What do you need your phone for?”

“I’ve got all these computers and game consoles here. If you insist on your phone, who are you trying to contact?”

Lin Wu went rigid.

“You’re out of your mind…”

But Ji Xingci ignored him completely, striding out the door with Lin Wu’s phone in hand.

Lin Wu: ??

What the hell was this about?

Ji Xingci headed to the gym.

As a celebrity, he always had professional trainers designing his workout regimen. Logically, he hadn’t slacked off, so why had he suddenly put on weight?

Lost in thought, Ji Xingci slipped on his boxing gloves. Beating on a bag was his favorite way to blow off steam, after all.

Usually, a few rounds were enough to lift his spirits.

But today, it had zero effect. Instead, he felt…

An overwhelming urge to fuck.

This was insane.

Why was he craving it so badly?

Was it the friction against his chest? Or just the vigorous motion making him sweat all over, leaving everything sticky?

Ji Xingci’s face flushed crimson. He quickly cleared the gym and collapsed onto a bench, panting shamelessly.

He tried to hold back but failed, giving in to pinch at his chest. Moments later, he realized his shirt was soaked through.

He leaned down to sniff. It wasn’t just sweat—there was a strong, unmistakable…

Milk scent.

Ji Xingci went slack-jawed.

Milk? What the hell?

He stared down at his chest for ages, his brain refusing to process it.

Milk?

From his chest?

Ji Xingci turned to stone. Was this a dream?

Under normal circumstances, he could just call his personal doctor for any ailment.

But admitting to mysterious lactation from his chest…

Wouldn’t his family find out?

Ji Xingci remained frozen.

Going to some random doctor outside, though…

One leak to the press, and the whole world would know.

Fuck, he couldn’t live down that kind of scandal right now.

Ji Xingci clawed at his hair, desperate for a solution, but the more he thought, the more agitated he became. He shot to his feet.

Ah! He couldn’t think straight at all!

Goddamn it, he wanted it so bad!

Meanwhile, Lin Wu was stuck in Ji Xingci’s apartment against his will.

Without clearance, the elevator wouldn’t budge. The security guards and butler answered only to Ji Xingci and refused to let him leave.

Sure, the place had everything he could need… but Lin Wu was far from happy about it.

He waited and waited until evening, when Ji Xingci finally returned.

Lin Wu stood with a stern expression, ready to give him a piece of his mind.

But the moment Ji Xingci walked in, he pounced like a starving wolf and pinned Lin Wu down.

“Fuck me.”

“…?”

“Wh-what?”

“Now! Fuck me!”

Lin Wu’s face burned with fury. “What the hell are you talking about!”

“You locked me in here all day without a single explanation. You come back and that’s all you care about? So that’s all I am to you—a fuck toy?”

Lin Wu’s eyes brimmed with angry tears as he vented.

Ji Xingci stared at him, suddenly struck by how stunning Lin Wu looked. Those long lashes, those deep, glossy black eyes. A straight nose, lips perfectly full—not too thin, not too thick.

His body was perfection too: pale skin, a slim yet powerful waist, long legs, elegant hands.

And that intoxicating scent wafting from him.

God, he couldn’t hold back another second.

Lin Wu raged on. “Not just a toy, but one that bends to your every whim! My feelings, my dreams, my goddamn opinions—none of it matters!

“All that counts is me waiting around whenever you feel like using me, right? In your eyes, I’m nothing but…”

Before he could finish, Ji Xingci yanked at his waistband.

???

Lin Wu was utterly heartbroken.

“I said no.”

Ji Xingci was beyond desperate.

“I need it. Now.”

He lunged to kiss him, but Lin Wu twisted away violently. He meant to shove Ji Xingci off, but his hand slammed right into Ji Xingci’s chest instead.

Ji Xingci’s eyelashes fluttered. His face went beet red as he clutched at it, snapping in irritation.

“You’re a grown man—can’t you go for something a little more masculine? Appreciate my manly build for once. Stop obsessing over my tits.”

???

Lin Wu was pissed too.

“Why the hell should I?”

“Do I have to do everything your way? Ever stop to think about what I want?”

“I told you from the start—I’m a top. You’ve never given a shit.”

In his anger, Lin Wu flipped the script and pinned Ji Xingci to the floor.

Ji Xingci’s wrists were locked in his grip, pressed flat against the ground. He gasped for air but, surprisingly, didn’t fight back right away.

Lin Wu still hadn’t grasped the gravity of the situation. His goal had been to make Ji Xingci hate him, after all…

Ji Xingci’s neck flushed red.

“Let go! I said don’t touch!”

“I’m not bottoming!”

Lin Wu intended to make it hurt, to drive him away for good—so there was no tenderness in his roughness. He went straight in with two fingers.

No prep at all. He never dreamed it would actually work.

In the end, it was Ji Xingci who was leaking like crazy.

Ji Xingci threw his head back, flopping around like a fish out of water. He stayed dazed for a long time.

Lin Wu was stunned too.

Ah, this sensation?

His ears turned red as he stared at Ji Xingci in disbelief.

It took half a day before Ji Xingci finally snapped out of it.

“Take… take it out.”

He couldn’t move a muscle. His eyes rimmed red, he panicked for the first time ever. His entire chest and neck flushed crimson.

“Take it out!”

Lin Wu hurriedly pulled his hand back and dodged away. But he moved too fast, sending Ji Xingci sprawling flat on the ground, where he lay for ages without recovering.

Lin Wu pressed his lips together and leaned closer, holding out his hand for Ji Xingci to see.

“You clearly like it, but you won’t let me.”

“Nonsense! I don’t like it at all.”

Lin Wu said nothing. His tightly clenched fist was slick with milk.

Ji Xingci’s face drained of color, then flushed again.

Impossible.

He stared at Lin Wu’s fair, slender hand, replaying the sensation from moments ago. He still couldn’t believe it…

But Lin Wu looked utterly heartbroken.

“Give me back my phone.”

Ji Xingci: “…”

“If you don’t like it, then let me go. What the hell is this?”

“Ji Xingci, you’re a heartless bastard. You know that, right?”

Lin Wu wiped at his eyes and stood up to leave.

Ji Xingci barked, “Come back!”

He pinned Lin Wu down with brute force. For a moment, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to punch the guy, kiss him, or just take him right there on the spot.

The two of them rolled across the floor twice. Ji Xingci narrowed his eyes and finally crushed his lips against Lin Wu’s in a fierce kiss.

But his emotions were running too high. He felt his chest growing wet again.

Ji Xingci couldn’t take it anymore.

This was mortifying.

Lin Wu pretended not to notice. “I’m leaving.”

“Who are you going to find this time? You’re not going anywhere.”

Ji Xingci still had his pride. He didn’t want Lin Wu figuring it out, so he decided to lock him on this floor for now. “You stay put.”

“I’ll come back later. And next time, no more random groping.

“Once you’ve thought it through, come apologize to me.”

???

“Hey! Ji Xingci!”

The guy was such a jerk.

Lin Wu couldn’t get the elevator open. He sat down in exasperation.

But after a little while…

He glanced at his hand again.

“…”

Meanwhile, Ji Xingci was falling apart too. He rushed off to take a cold shower.

Yet when the cold air hit him, his body was drenched, but he didn’t feel cold at all. If anything, he burned hotter than ever.

Before, it had only been a vague, intense dissatisfaction. Now, though, he could faintly sense it—he really, really wanted to be…

No. No way. He didn’t want to be treated like a woman, stuck on the bottom, pinned down!

Why was his body betraying him like this?

And then there was…

He glanced down.

What the hell was going on?

No matter how he racked his brain, every symptom lined up perfectly with pregnancy…

But he was a man.

Ji Xingci dragged a hand down his face.

Suddenly, he flashed back to that unidentified person in the bathroom—the one who’d pinned him down, even dunked his head in the water…

And covered him with the quilt…

Ji Xingci’s expression darkened, but his body only grew hotter. His hands started to shake.

Impossible. He was a man!

At worst, it was like getting bitten by a dog. There was no way.

Ji Xingci was convinced he must be losing his mind.