Yun Zhiqiu’s face was so dark it was unwatchable. Although he had never been in a relationship, he had seen enough of the world to know the truth. Those red lips did not get that way naturally; they were clearly the result of being licked, bitten, and tormented for a long time.
He controlled his facial expressions, trying not to look too upset, and called out gently, “Xiao Xue, it is time to go home.”
Yun Zhixue shifted his body slightly, opening his eyes in a daze. His pupils were still clouded with mist. Seeing his brother’s hand extended toward him, he instinctively reached out his arms and murmured, “I do not want to walk.”
I want a hug.
Yun Zhiqiu’s heart softened. He walked to a position convenient for picking up Yun Zhixue and bent down to scoop him up, only to be stopped by Xu Chi. Xu Chi lifted the boy with one arm, letting him sit on his forearm to prevent his skirt from riding up. He then said to Yun Zhiqiu, “Brother, let me. The baby is a bit sleepy; I will carry him directly to the car.”
Yun Zhixue was already used to this. Xu Chi loved to be hands-on, so he silently wrapped his arms around the neck in front of him. Besides, being full and sleepy meant not having to walk; it felt great. He parted his lips slightly, let out a yawn, and buried his cheek into Xu Chi’s shoulder.
His cheek was squeezed into a soft mound, and he lowered his eyes.
Yun Zhiqiu’s expression stiffened. Who is your brother? But seeing that the man was indeed correct—Xiao Xue looked exhausted, especially with his eyes already closing—he naturally retracted his hand and smiled, “Fine. The car is parked at the entrance. Thank you, student.”
Xu Chi did not catch the emphasis Yun Zhiqiu placed on the word “student,” acting as if they were old acquaintances. He said naturally, “It is nothing, Brother. It is what I should do.” Internally, he completed the sentence: It is what I should do as his boyfriend.
Yun Zhiqiu smiled but did not respond. However, as they passed by Qi Qian, he noticed that the man had not left yet, his gaze fixed in their direction, seemingly watching Xiao Xue.
Yun Zhiqiu felt puzzled. That cannot be right, he thought. He knew very well that Qi Qian hated Xiao Xue the most.
But that look was truly familiar, and a ridiculous, impossible thought crossed his mind.
Of course, he felt that Xiao Xue was so cute and kind that everyone should like him, and Qi Qian was no exception. But Qi Qian had rejected Xiao Xue many times and caused deep wounds to his heart.
Qi Qian’s personality was not suited for a relationship: he was calm, steady, reliable, and composed. Conversely, this meant he had difficulty expressing emotions, was overly rational, lacked impulsive affection, and always prioritized the big picture.
As for Yun Zhixue, he was a delicate flower that needed gentle care and needed to be cherished without reservation.
They were two parallel lines running on fixed tracks, never destined to intersect.
And now, if Qi Qian liked Yun Zhixue and they were together, they would eventually have conflicts. Xiao Xue would definitely be the one to suffer.
Yun Zhiqiu scrutinized Xu Chi. Compared to Qi Qian, Xu Chi was better. Let Xiao Xue play around, broaden his horizons, and he would not be so obsessed with Qi Qian anymore. He even began to consider finding a few more university students, specifically handsome and clean ones.
Xu Chi gently placed Yun Zhixue in the back seat. Yun Zhiqiu pulled out a cushion, tucked it behind Xiao Xue’s waist, adjusted the seat to a comfortable height, and took off his suit jacket to cover Xiao Xue’s legs.
He even had a hand free to lightly pat Yun Zhixue’s back.
Xu Chi watched the brother-in-law’s series of actions, feeling a bit annoyed. Brothers should not be this intimate; this is something I should be doing.
He silently calculated that next time, he had to be faster.
Yun Zhiqiu had already taken off his jacket, his white shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows. Under the twilight, his gaze was cold, unlike the approachable smile he usually wore, though his tone remained gentle. “This student, thank you for taking care of Xiao Xue. However, Xiao Xue’s clothes…”
He stopped mid-sentence, then added, “I hope you can return them to me.”
Xu Chi’s eyes darted away. The clothes were left at the luxury store, and of course, he had them delivered to his house. They still had the baby’s underwear and other things in them. They must smell so sweet.
He could not be blamed for it; the items were right in front of him, and his hands could not control themselves. Besides, he and the baby would be together tomorrow anyway; he would have to wash his laundry once they were living together, so he was just getting some practice in. He was absolutely not doing anything bad with them.
With a straight face and righteous indignation, he coughed twice. “Brother, the skirt got dirty, so I sent it to the dry cleaners. I will bring it back once it is clean.”
Yun Zhiqiu sneered inwardly. He knew exactly what kind of trick the boy was playing, but he realized that the clothes were likely not coming back today. “Oh, is that so? Then bring them back once they are clean. Sorry for the trouble.”
“No trouble, no trouble at all.”
Slam.
The car door closed. Xu Chi was still fawning, “Goodbye, Brother!”
Yun Zhiqiu sneered.
Xu Chi quickly rushed back to the coffee shop. “Waiter, pack up the remaining tiramisu, all of it! The unfinished milk tea, too!”
As the scenery receded outside the window, Yun Zhixue slept with his head tucked in, though he did not seem comfortable; his stomach felt like it was churning.
He had eaten too much. His brows furrowed unconsciously, and his hands clenched into fists.
Yun Zhiqiu watched Xiao Xue’s slightly bloated belly and his restless movements. He gathered Xiao Xue’s long hair, moved it to the front, and then carefully adjusted his position, holding him in his arms. He covered the boy’s bare legs with the jacket.
One hand gently massaged the belly in a clockwise motion, while the other patted his back soothingly.
Unaware, Yun Zhixue relaxed his hands, and his brows smoothed out.
Yun Zhiqiu relaxed as well, continuing to rub Xiao Xue’s belly. He lowered his head and looked at the red, swollen, and glistening lips, staring quietly, lost in thought.
After a long time, he restrained himself and touched the corner of the boy’s mouth. It was very soft.
Yun Zhiqiu’s Aversion +5
At the Qi family villa, the lights were blazing.
The butler and Auntie Li looked at each other, confused about what had happened today; the atmosphere was incredibly strange.
Usually, Qi Qian would not come home for dinner, choosing to settle for whatever was in the company cafeteria or even working until late at night. Today was the first time in a month that he had returned home for dinner.
Although his face was calm, the butler and Auntie Li, who had watched him grow up, could clearly sense the low pressure radiating from him.
Meanwhile, Xu Chi, who had only returned a few days ago, was beaming.
The two acted like strangers, but today there was a sense of them being at loggerheads.
They shook their heads. They must have sensed it wrong. After all, they were brothers—blood was thicker than water, so how could they be at odds? Besides, there were no property disputes between them, so there was no reason for friction.
Xu Chi sat on the sofa with his physical examination report by his side. He kept scrolling through his phone screen, dying to refresh his WeChat page. Why has the friend request not been accepted yet? The baby must still be sleeping.
Thinking about his date with the baby tomorrow and confessing his feelings, he could not help but grin like a fool. How am I so lucky? Hehehe.
Cannot think about it anymore, Xu Chi suddenly sat up straight. He had been planning the date to give the baby a perfect experience, but he kept getting distracted by his own happiness. Ignoring Qi Qian, who was eating dinner alone, he stood up and returned to his room.
He impatiently grabbed a new notebook and pen and started writing his date plan.
1, 2, 3…
He scribbled and crossed things out; nothing felt good enough. He searched online for local date spots and local delicacies. Finally, he chose a classic date location and checked it over carefully. He remembered a man talking about the school’s outrageous rules during dinner.
No, in the future, only I can tell him these things. He logged onto the school forum and read through everything.
Then he saw a post. The title was boring, but the attached image hooked him immediately. Was that not his baby?
[The school beauty is so beautiful and cute. I heard the school beauty likes men. Do I have a chance?]
Xu Chi frowned. Why are you using a photo of my baby to talk about liking the school beauty? He clicked in, and the comments were already hundreds of replies long, a dense mass of text.
[Here is a bit about me: 1. My family has some assets—not as much as the school beauty’s family, but only by a little. I can bring my entire net worth as a dowry and guarantee that whatever the school beauty says, goes. 2. My family is full of “henpecked” husbands; my father loves my mother, and my mother loves my father. A happy family. There are no genetic issues; the past three generations are all fine. The family motto is: “The wife is heaven, the wife is earth. A wife cannot be spoiled too much; the more you spoil them, the cuter they get.” 3. I am 17 and 7 months old, turning 18 soon. Height: 188.34 cm (I am not lying, attached is the height column from my medical report). Weight: 90kg, body fat: 15% (attached screenshot). 4. My looks certainly do not compare to the school beauty; we will probably look like “Beauty and the Beast.” But compared to the average level, I am decent and have well-defined features. I will not mention the part below, but I have already mastered the “Men’s Virtue” standards. I can definitely make the school beauty happy. I actually worry a bit because the school beauty’s waist is so small, and I am the big-boned type. My palms are large and my fingers are a bit thick—a bit ugly, but very useful. I feel like the school beauty would have trouble even fitting my palm. That is my general situation. Please critique, no glass hearts.]
1st Floor: I wanted to ask when our school got a “school beauty” and when the school started doing this boring stuff. But I have to say, after seeing the photo, all my doubts disappeared. The face is truly authoritative. The temperament is so good. I am in love. (I am 190cm, 92kg, can make the school beauty happy). I follow the Men’s Virtue guide; I will memorize the rules tonight. Please critique, no glass hearts. By the way, the OP said no glass hearts, but how much is “a little” difference in assets? You do not even say. Maybe you are just after the school beauty’s money. The dowry is a lie; to put it nicely, you are just a leech. The second point has no proof and is treated as false. Anyone can say anything. Points 3 and 4 are not as good as me. OP, save your energy. By the way, does the school beauty browse the forum? Could this post be pushed to the school beauty? OP: **** your father! Stop pretending! I checked your profile and it is all photos of the school beauty! You are intentionally smearing me! **** Get lost!
2nd Floor: Still analyzing, did not notice what the 1st floor said. Plus, did the OP not say no glass hearts? OP curses so dirtily, who dares to critique? (I am 188.91cm, 89kg, can make the school beauty happy). Not high, just a bit taller than the OP. OP: *** Cursing the 1st floor is giving you face. *** Stop pretending, you are all love rivals. *** Die!
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217th Floor: What is this, a “School Beauty Rival Meeting”? I do not know if the school beauty sees it, but the rivals definitely do. I feel like none of you are that great; your language is so dirty, zero class. You will scare the school beauty. Maybe I would be better. (Height 186.91cm, weight 89kg, can make the school beauty happy).
Before the OP could mock him, others started jeering. Reply to 217: No wonder you did not dare comment earlier; your height is not enough. Did you not see the OP is 188cm? It is an entry ticket, get it? You have been filtered out, do not struggle.
Reply to 217: Looking at 217 gives me hope. I am a girl, 174cm, 47kg. If I were a man, I would probably be 2 meters tall. I am an arts student, I know how to speak and coax people. My character is definitely the best in this thread. Why can the school beauty not be my wife?
243rd Floor: Who gets this? I am a boarding student in the girls’ dorm, I have been laughing this whole time. Do you guys really think you are something special? The school beauty is so beautiful, and his family treats him well—he lacks nothing. If he were to fancy you, you would need at least one special talent. Memorizing Men’s Virtue does not count; that should be the basic requirement.
244th Floor: I am a true passerby. I do not know when the school got a school beauty; I was just here to complain about my takeout being stolen. Then I saw this post, and then I saw a lot of school beauty photos. Holy cow, I really… how can someone have pink joints exposed? If even the hyper-pigmented joints are pink, I dare not imagine… Reply to 244: Coward, I dare to imagine. Yes, it is pink, juicy, delicious—a tender, hairless little peach. [Smile, hand clapping butt]
244th Floor: You are guilty, right? There are only a few photos of the school beauty. Unless you searched intentionally, I do not believe the forum would push them to you. There are not many photos to begin with, and most are side profiles. I spent ages begging for one front-facing shot. And you found one specifically of the joints, and you know they are pink. You have bad intentions. By the way, can I beg for the photo? I will pay.
245th Floor: What a “rival meeting”… Our school beauty is still a baby, a little sister. He should not be dating early. I reported the post. I will keep reporting it. [Smile]
246th Floor: You are all just fantasizing. Only I have truly smelled the school beauty’s scent. Today during the long break, I hid in the bathroom to skip running practice as usual. Then a little sister in a dress walked in, and I was stunned. No matter how much you clean the toilet, it smells like urine, but as soon as the school beauty walked in, it was like a peppermint plant. The air turned sweet. I feel like the school beauty’s holy water would be sweet too. Reply to 246: There is a master here… you are a bit too greedy. Why did I not know there was so much sexual repression in this school? Do you release yourself as soon as you meet the school beauty? Also, even if you wanted to drink it, the school beauty would not want you to, do not even think about it. You would have to wait in line.
247th Floor: You guys are all so low. I am the school beauty’s classmate. I can see the school beauty’s face whenever I want; it is just too authoritative. And you guys do not know, the school beauty is incredibly delicate, cute, and obedient. A hundred times cuter than you imagine. You cannot imagine his little red-eyed, red-nosed, pouting, and coaxing appearance. Not only have I seen it, I have photos. [Purely showing off, do not ask for photos, private collection.]
Xu Chi frowned and kept scrolling, his rage burning. What kind of pathetic people are these, daring to dream in broad daylight? The baby’s charm was too great; as a husband, this was a real headache. Everyone was trying to poach his partner. But he was not the kind of person who would criticize what his wife wore.
He sprayed them one by one, using the most venomous language he could find. After arguing, he saved the photos and then reported the thread.
Seeing that the post disappeared due to violations, he was finally satisfied. Then, frowning, he realized there were many more photos in the forum as mentioned in the comments, so he reported them one by one.
Until finally, he saw a strange post: [Princess Nanny, please come in.]