Xia Xunqian lowered his hands and pinched the corner of his clothes. “…What are you doing?”
Seeing that Xia Xunqian clearly had no intention of coming over obediently, Feng Lin pressed his lips slightly.
As expected, a cat that has slept on its owner’s bed becomes much more arrogant.
A hint of coldness gathered in Feng Lin’s eyes. When his gaze swept over again, Xia Xunqian obediently walked over.
Xia Xunqian secretly glanced at the person in front of him and tugged at his own sleeve. His clothes were torn, and since he hadn’t left the room today, he had searched the room and put on Feng Lin’s clothes instead.
The way Xia Xunqian fiddled with the sleeves looked a bit foolish. Feng Lin’s lips curved almost imperceptibly. “Xia Xunqian, you’ve gotten quite bold.”
Xia Xunqian lowered his eyes. “My clothes were torn, so I wore yours, sir.”
Feng Lin’s clothes were a little big on Xia Xunqian. The collar and shoulders couldn’t hold properly and slid down on their own. The marks on his neck and collarbone were love bites left from yesterday, faintly bruised purple, making the surrounding skin look even paler and brighter.
When the boy tilted his neck slightly to the side, it inexplicably made one feel like biting it again would be just right.
“Sir’s clothes are a bit big…” Xia Xunqian said in a low voice.
Feng Lin stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him. “Did sir allow you to wear them?”
Nervously, Xia Xunqian licked his lips and lifted his eyes to meet Feng Lin’s pitch-black gaze.
If there was doubt, it was best to ask the person directly.
Xia Xunqian reached out and grabbed Feng Lin’s clothes. “Sir… did you allow me to wear them?”
Feng Lin was momentarily speechless. The sharp-tongued Xia Xunqian was back.
For some reason, Feng Lin felt that the Xia Xunqian in front of him now looked much more pleasing than the one who desperately tried to please him yesterday.
Feng Lin’s eyes flickered strangely. “Whether I allowed it or not, you’re already wearing them.”
Xia Xunqian stepped closer, almost pressing against Feng Lin’s chest. “If you don’t like it, you can take it off yourself.”
Warm breath lingered around Feng Lin, and he allowed Xia Xunqian’s teasing.
Feng Lin gave a light snort and reached behind Xia Xunqian, pulling him into his arms with barely any force. Xia Xunqian’s soft waist immediately pressed against Feng Lin’s abdomen.
Xia Xunqian sensed something, and his gaze darkened for a moment.
His body shifted slightly.
The next second, Xia Xunqian lifted his head and kissed the corner of Feng Lin’s mouth.
It was shallow and light, yet deeply seductive.
Like a gentle, flowing breeze.
Feng Lin pinched Xia Xunqian’s chin and met his eyes. “Stop being slutty.”
The closeness of their skin left Xia Xunqian stained with Feng Lin’s scent. Feng Lin also carried a faint orange-leaf fragrance, which Xia Xunqian liked very much. He didn’t avoid Feng Lin’s gaze. “Sir doesn’t like it?”
Without waiting for Feng Lin to answer, Xia Xunqian released his grip on Feng Lin’s clothes and wisely stepped back.
The distance between them widened.
“Sir… you’re not going to drive me away, right?” Xia Xunqian asked softly, testing.
Feng Lin’s thoughts grew messy.
Xia Xunqian was hard to raise.
If left outside, he would probably be ruined.
The inner residence of the Feng family was not peaceful either. Madam Xue seemed obedient now, but there was still a long road ahead. Feng Jianjue was also at home. Xia Xunqian had nothing left but a bit of stubborn pride. No matter how one looked at it, it was difficult for Feng Lin.
“If Madam Xue told you to leave, you would just leave? Do you think me keeping you means I have to look at other people’s faces?” Feng Lin suddenly asked harshly.
Feng Lin felt that although Xia Xunqian had no physical strength, he was smart. With his stubborn personality, he should have come to him first to talk it out.
Leaving just because he was told to—this didn’t seem like something Xia Xunqian would do.
Xia Xunqian pressed his lips together. “Madam Xue is your mother…”
“Feng Jianjue… Feng Jianjue…” Xia Xunqian paused, but the meaning in his eyes was clear.
Feng Lin frowned, his expression turning sharper. “He likes you.”
Xia Xunqian clenched his fists. “I don’t want his liking.”
Feng Lin chuckled. “Then what do you want?”
Xia Xunqian met Feng Lin’s gaze again. Outside, the wind slipped through a narrow crack, bringing cool air mixed with heat. “I want you.”
“I want sir to like me.”
The boy’s voice wasn’t loud, yet it echoed in the mind again and again.
He wanted sir’s liking.
He wanted Feng Lin’s love.
Feng Lin stared at him. “How old are you? Do you even know what liking is?”
Xia Xunqian froze for half a second, then spoke as his long lashes fluttered. “I know.”
Feng Lin’s voice was cold. “You don’t.”
Xia Xunqian’s eyes were firm. “I know.”
Feng Lin said, “What do you know?”
Back and forth, their words carried a hint of tension.
Xia Xunqian stepped closer, wrapped his arms around Feng Lin’s waist, and kissed the corner of his mouth again.
This kiss was clearly wet. Cool lips pressed against hot ones, their heated breaths intertwining. Xia Xunqian licked the corner of Feng Lin’s mouth. “I know.”
Feng Lin’s body stiffened.
His thick black lashes lowered halfway.
In that instant, too many emotions mixed in Feng Lin’s dark eyes.
Like ants crawling across his skin, itching all the way to his hair.
After kissing Feng Lin, Xia Xunqian stepped back half a step. During that brief contact, something half-hard in Feng Lin’s pants pocket pressed painfully against his waist.
“Sir… what are you holding?” Xia Xunqian asked for the first time with clear curiosity.
Feng Lin didn’t answer.
But a trace of irritation lit up in Xia Xunqian’s eyes.
Yesterday on the bed, he had told Feng Lin it would swell… and had asked Third Master for medicine.
Memories surged forward, and Xia Xunqian’s face grew warm.
On the bed, Xia Xunqian showed a hint of eagerness, saying flirtatious, wild words.
He would coax Feng Lin into giving him more.
He would praise him, saying he was amazing, never once saying he couldn’t take it.
Aside from not knowing how to act cute, once Xia Xunqian was on the bed, he could be as wild as a fox.
That body alone was enough to make one unable to forget.