Chapter 11 One Bed, No Escape
I’d been worrying about not having the right bait.
I never expected the prey to walk right into the trap.
My mood flipped from gloomy to bright in an instant.
A smile tugged at my lips. “I can take you in, but let’s be clear—I just got back. The other rooms aren’t ready yet. There’s only one bedroom.”
I immediately ducked under his arm and slipped inside.
“Squeeze a little. No problem.”
Last night I took the bed, Fu Jiye slept on the sofa.
I planned to repeat the tactic.
While Fu Jiye was showering, I naturally claimed the only bed again.
I sprawled out in a big X right in the middle.
No space left at all.
Hehe, this ridiculously expensive bed really was comfortable.
After his shower, Fu Jiye came out completely naked.
My heart jolted for one second, then quickly calmed down. I whistled at him.
“Fu Jiye, showing off the goods at night?”
Fu Jiye rolled his eyes. “Who wears clothes at home?”
“Besides, we’re together now. I’m letting you see for free—no charge.”
I sneered. “Can you act like a normal person?”
I was a gay guy who’d been bent but never actually eaten meat.
Fu Jiye’s body was incredible—perfectly lined abs, water droplets rolling down his Adonis belt.
Anyone would stare.
I chose to close my eyes and bury my face in the soft blanket.
A faint chuckle came from nearby.
The other side of the bed dipped.
A warm body slid in beside me.
“Sleep!”
“Fu Jiye, this bed’s too small. It’s cramped.”
“Squeeze tighter and it’s warmer.”
“Can’t you sleep on the sofa? For the sake of this pitiful just-broken-up person?”
“No. I’m the new guy. Not sleeping with you is already merciful.”
…
No use persuading.
I tried kicking him off.
But Fu Jiye locked me tightly in his arms.
His strength was overwhelming. Hot muscles pressed against me. I couldn’t break free.
“Liao Xing, keep moving and I’ll kiss you.”
“Oh.”
I actually lost sleep that night.
I turned and saw Fu Jiye sleeping like a pig.
I climbed up and pinched his nose and cheeks hard.
“Wake up and sleep properly.”
“Hey—”
No response.
I got mad and pinched his pecs twice, then casually played with his dick for a bit.
Tsk. If Fu Jiye were bent, being with him would probably be pretty blissful.
Soon I got tired from playing and fell asleep myself.
In the darkness, the person I thought was deeply asleep quietly opened his eyes.
“Idiot.”
“Liao Xing, oh Liao Xing. I really can’t wait anymore.”
“This time, you came to me on your own.”