Chapter 20: Arrogant Big Star

He wanted to put on his clothes and go out, but his chest was still damp…

Even after taking a shower, it hadn’t helped.

The milk kept leaking out, drop by drop.

Ji Xingci’s ears were red enough to bleed.

What was he supposed to do now?

Go to the hospital?

This was no longer just an issue of embarrassment.

If they examined him and discovered that he really…

Really, as a man, was pregnant?

Just the thought made Ji Xingci’s vision go black. His lifetime of fame would be ruined in an instant.

So instinctively, he didn’t want to seek out an answer—no matter how absurd that answer might seem.

Ji Xingci sat collapsed in the bathroom for a while before finally, slowly raising his hand.

He tried squeezing out the milk.

Yes, just like milking a cow. He’d never done it himself, but he’d seen it on TV plenty of times! But how exactly? If he didn’t squeeze hard enough, nothing happened. If he squeezed too hard, it hurt like hell.

Ji Xingci’s face flushed even redder, and soon he was covered in sweat, completely unable to get the hang of it.

After all, the young master had never imagined in his life that he’d ever need to do something like this.

In the end, frustration got the better of him, and he just kept forcing it.

A small spurt of white milk did shoot out, but he doubled over in pain, his ears burning crimson, a fine layer of sweat beading on his neck. He stayed frozen like that for a long time.

What bothered him most wasn’t even the pain—it was that despite the agony, his erection showed no sign of going down.

What kind of pervert was he!

With a stifled groan…

The milk finally dripped onto the floor, drop by drop. Then it was all washed away in a rush.

Once Ji Xingci had finally finished, he immediately went looking for Lin Wu.

Lin Wu was waiting alone on the penthouse floor, leaning against the massive floor-to-ceiling window and staring blankly outside.

The penthouse was so high up that all the cars, the bustling traffic, and the pedestrians below looked like ants.

This was the view Ji Xingci was accustomed to.

Soon, Lin Wu looked up and saw Ji Xingci approaching.

The moment he saw him, he knew something was wrong.

His breathing was quicker than usual, his aura unsteady, his fingers probably still trembling faintly. The redness at the corners of his eyes had just barely faded.

He must have noticed something off.

But Lin Wu didn’t show it.

Instead, he hurried over to Ji Xingci, his eyes turning red with grievance.

“I’m sorry, okay? I shouldn’t have lost my temper with you.”

The young man with the birthmark on his face looked pale, as if he’d been forced into making a concession.

“Just don’t do this anymore—don’t leave me alone up here the moment things get tense. Okay?”

Ji Xingci pulled him into a hug first, instinctively leaning in to smell Lin Wu’s scent.

He’d been soaking in cold water too long. His hands were a bit icy, but holding Lin Wu made him feel better.

Ji Xingci said, “Didn’t they bring you food? The butler said you ate a lot.”

Lin Wu: “…” Couldn’t the System at least give him a good appetite?

Ahem. Lin Wu’s tone grew even more hurt.

“You don’t even know what I’m talking about!”

Ji Xingci didn’t reply. He just held Lin Wu tighter and started kissing away his tears.

“Hold me.”

Lin Wu could already sense his urgency, but he didn’t want to play along.

“Is this all we ever do?”

“You never talk to me. I still don’t even know your zodiac sign… uh…”

Ji Xingci’s body temperature was rising rapidly again. He gripped him tighter, pulled him close, and guided his hand over.

“Your hand.” He closed his eyes, forehead pressed against Lin Wu’s face, moving on his own while sighing softly.

“So good…”

Lin Wu: “…”

The light in the long-haired young man’s eyes dimmed. Though he still cooperated by gripping him, he felt utterly dejected.

“How am I supposed to stop liking you? Ji Xingci.”

Ji Xingci opened his eyes in confusion and nipped gently at his chin, possessive like a dominant beast.

“You’ll always like me.”

Lin Wu blinked, lowering his gaze.

“You’re such a jerk…”

They made out for a bit, and Lin Wu wasn’t made of wood—his other hand started wandering upward.

But Ji Xingci dodged away at once, pinning his hand down.

“Don’t touch there!”

Lin Wu couldn’t comprehend it. They’d done it before, hadn’t they?

Ji Xingci’s ears turned bright red.

“Just… no. Not happening.”

Lin Wu’s expression darkened. He fell silent and stopped cooperating.

Ji Xingci was already on edge, desperate for relief, and extremely prone to snapping. When Lin Wu kept testing him disobediently…

Ji Xingci flew into a humiliated rage. He actually grabbed a rope and bound Lin Wu up like a dumpling, pinning him down.

Lin Wu jumped in shock.

“Ji Xingci!”

Ji Xingci snapped back, “Can you stop obsessing over my chest?!”

“But you don’t have to go this far…?!”

Once Ji Xingci was sure Lin Wu couldn’t move, he hugged him again.

He even reached out for Lin Wu’s hand, acting like the binding hadn’t just happened.

“Grip tighter.”

“…”

Lin Wu could hardly believe it.

“This makes me feel even more like a tool.”

“Are you even listening to me…?”

All he got in response was Ji Xingci’s increasingly ragged breathing, his grip tightening further. He leaned in urgently to kiss him.

Lin Wu angrily turned away, but it didn’t dampen Ji Xingci’s arousal much.

Hearing his own sounds whispered in his ear, Lin Wu was furious, but his ears were turning a little red too.

Was he some kind of doll? Suddenly, Lin Wu squeezed hard. Ji Xingci yelped in pain, his eyes reddening.

Lin Wu felt a pang of guilt and was about to apologize when his hand suddenly felt warm and sticky.

Ji Xingci shuddered, his eyes glazing over. He kept leaning into Lin Wu’s embrace.

“Again… once more…”

Lin Wu: “………”

He’d said “once more,” but Ji Xingci hadn’t eaten much that day, and with whatever shock he’d been through, the moment he closed his eyes, he passed out in Lin Wu’s arms.

The aggrieved look on Lin Wu’s face gradually faded. He watched him quietly for a moment, then easily slipped his hand free from the tangled ropes.

He lifted Ji Xingci’s shirt and was surprised to find that he’d wrapped himself in bandages.

He was clearly very self-conscious about it.

Lin Wu pressed a hand to the slight swell of his belly, feeling the curve grow fuller against his palm.

Then he slid higher, to the tightly bound bandages that were already damp.

Lin Wu didn’t really need to touch more, but his hand lingered. For some reason, he recalled how earlier that day, he’d accidentally slipped a finger inside.

Lin Wu pursed his lips, his eyes darkening with moisture.

This guy’s personality was awful, but…

How was there so much fluid?

Could someone like this really top?

Lin Wu couldn’t resist. He touched lightly, circling his finger, and the bandages grew even wetter. Even in his sleep, Ji Xingci stirred restlessly.

Lin Wu immediately turned his head away, pulling his hand back into the ropes.

As expected, Ji Xingci quickly opened his eyes. He was panting for breath, looking a little dazed at first.

In no time, he sprang up from the bed and dashed into the bathroom again, locking the door behind him.

The bandages were tossed to the floor one by one as Ji Xingci desperately clutched at the bangs falling over his forehead.

How again…!

Meanwhile, Lin Wu secretly cracked his eyes open on the bed. He glanced back curiously at the brightly lit bathroom door.

Then he faintly caught some muffled sounds. His ears flushed red, and he quickly lay back down.

He—he was already asleep!

But even that didn’t help. Once Ji Xingci finished up, he came right back and wrapped his arms around Lin Wu again.

Lin Wu could tell Ji Xingci’s breathing was erratic and chaotic. It made him even more uneasy.

At that moment, Ji Xingci probably regretted tying Lin Wu’s arms and body together, leaving Lin Wu unable to hug him back.

Ji Xingci could only tug the blanket over and burrow into Lin Wu’s embrace as best he could.

“Hm?” Lin Wu pretended he’d just been woken up and opened his eyes.

Ji Xingci’s ears were bright red, and a faint milky scent clung to his body as he urgently said, “Hand.”

“…”

The next day, Lin Wu opened his eyes to find that Ji Xingci had already untied him—but he was also avoiding him now.

Lin Wu sat alone at the sun-drenched breakfast table. He could vaguely hear Ji Xingci out in the balcony garden, head bowed as he made a phone call, pushing off every bit of work he could cancel.

Then he spoke with the butler for a while.

Lin Wu knew that after the way Ji Xingci had clung to him last night, things were bound to get even worse this morning.

So even though he dreaded facing it with every fiber of his being, Ji Xingci knew he couldn’t put it off any longer.

Just as Lin Wu suspected, Ji Xingci was asking the butler to line up a reliable doctor for him.

“And then help me buy a…”

Ji Xingci’s throat felt parched. “Send it over.”

“…What did you say?”

“A pregnancy test stick!” Ji Xingci snapped in frustration. “Buy a pregnancy test stick and send it over.”

No matter how professional the butler was, he couldn’t hide his bewildered expression right then.

His young master… wasn’t he gay?

“I wonder which young lady…”

The butler snapped his mouth shut under Ji Xingci’s piercing glare. “I’ll have it sent over right away.”

After hanging up with the butler, Ji Xingci started pacing aimlessly around his massive living room, tense and fidgety.

He kept telling himself that men couldn’t possibly get pregnant—and even if they could, the test might not show anything.

But it wouldn’t hurt to try.

Lin Wu finished his breakfast at a leisurely pace and deliberately strolled over, asking with genuine concern what was wrong.

Ji Xingci, however, had no patience to respond.

By then, the butler had returned. Ever the professional, he took one look at Lin Wu standing there and didn’t hand over the young master’s requested item directly.

Ji Xingci grew visibly more tense anyway. He blurted out, “I have something to take care of. Go wait somewhere else.”

Lin Wu froze.

“So when you need me, you come running. But when you don’t, I can’t even stand in front of you?”

Ji Xingci could see how hurt Lin Wu was, but his mind was a total mess right now.

“I said go, so go.”

Lin Wu’s chest heaved with ragged breaths. He couldn’t take it anymore. “I want to go home.”

“No!”

“You can’t keep me locked up here forever. This is kidnapping.”

“Kidnapping? Did I force you into anything? Aren’t you the one who likes me?”

The argument escalated from there. True to form, the young master lost his temper and grabbed Lin Wu, threatening that if he didn’t behave, he’d tie him up again and show him what a real crime looked like.

The butler: …