I’ll toss out a few dish names to tempt you all: stir-fried kidney, stir-fried pig liver, stir-fried squid, stir-fried clams, stir-fried beef.
Alright, after a satisfying meal, it’s time for us to feast.
The two options provided by Tong Sui made Bai Xingluo’s ears flush under his silvery hair. Just thinking about such a scenario made him feel itchy, as if his concealed wings were about to burst forth.
If he had to choose one, he said, “Please look at me.”
The dominant male’s hands were white and delicate; he shouldn’t be doing that kind of thing for him. Moreover, if the dominant male were to come, the medicine might not even have time to dissolve before being swept away by a flood of emotions.
Tong Sui followed Bai Xingluo into the dim bedroom. Only a yellowish light was on, and most smells had been ventilated out by the new air system.
What lingered in the air was a faint scent. Bai Xingluo’s face burned. He wasn’t sure if it was because of the impending event or this elusive aroma.
Tong Sui noticed that the sheets on the bed had somehow been changed to new ones.
The white sheets looked warm and tidy.
“Where… do you plan to sit and watch?” Bai Xingluo asked quietly.
He sat somewhat stiffly on the bed, his back straight, and the soft fabric wrinkled with his movements.
His palm holding the ointment was slightly damp.
That warm light seemed to cast a dazzling glow on his silver hair.
Bai Xingluo leaned back against the head of the bed; when he lifted his chin, the bite mark on his jaw became even more visible, with tiny red bruises extending down to his collar.
He seemed to merge into the darkness yet radiated light, and the conflicting qualities blended on his body, making him exceptionally alluring.
Tong Sui didn’t walk over but pulled out a chair against the wall.
“I-I can sit here,” he stammered.
Though it was supposed to be supervising the application of the medicine, the location of the wound was rather special, and he didn’t intend to watch closely; instead, he turned half his head toward Bai Xingluo.
“You can begin.”
Hearing the subtle sound of fabric brushing behind him, Tong Sui couldn’t help but feel his ears flush.
His fingers, which were placed obediently on his thighs, curled up as his legs pressed together.
If it weren’t for this dimly lit and slightly ambiguous environment, Tong Sui sat up straight, looking as if he was at some sacred ceremony.
His youthful awkwardness surprisingly offset Bai Xingluo’s tension.
“Can you see me clearly from there?”
Bai Xingluo said as he twisted open the ointment’s lid; every tiny sound seemed magnified in the quiet room.
Tong Sui was afraid that his heartbeat would betray his nervousness.
He pressed his trembling heart with a hand.
“I can see clearly.”
“Is that so? But you haven’t looked at me.”
Bai Xingluo’s voice seemed to blend with the night, mysterious and enticing. “Don’t you want to turn your head and look at me?”
“Oh… alright then.”
Tong Sui obeyed, turning stiffly like a small robot, his long eyelashes drooping, casting a cute little shadow under the dim light.
“I-I’ve turned around.”
Bai Xingluo stared intently at him, clearly too nervous to even lift his head, yet he dared to say he would apply the ointment for him.
If the dominant male came in person, would he blush so much that he couldn’t calm down for the entire night?
He chuckled softly.
That slightly hoarse laughter made Tong Sui tremble all over.
He resembled a highly vigilant little rabbit, ready to dart back into its burrow at the slightest rustle in the grass.
Bai Xingluo remarked, “If you don’t look up, how will you know if I’m cutting corners?”
That seemed to make sense.
Tong Sui carefully lifted his eyes, meeting Bai Xingluo’s light blue ones, his eyelashes fluttering rapidly a few times.
His gaze gradually moved downwards.
Bai Xingluo’s physique was breathtaking no matter how many times he looked—he saw the scattered bite marks across his smooth muscles.
Further down, Bai Xingluo was still properly wearing his pants.
Tong Sui sighed in relief but felt a strange sense of disappointment, like a chocolate that had melted before he had a chance to enjoy it.
“Are you disappointed?”
Bai Xingluo’s voice carried a teasing playfulness.
Tong Sui immediately flushed and retorted, “No!”
“But your expression says otherwise.”
As Bai Xingluo spoke, he placed his hand on his waistband.
Noticing his movement, Tong Sui quickly raised both hands, panicking as he covered his eyes.
“W-Wait a minute!”
He wasn’t quite ready yet!
“Are you shy?”
Although they had already done such intimate things, it was all in darkness where he couldn’t see anything clearly.
Tong Sui’s racing heartbeat was beyond his control, and tears were starting to form at the corners of his eyes, even making him want to retreat and escape.
But just as he stepped back, he heard a slight sound from the bed, and a cool breeze brushed past his ear.
The familiar scent enveloped him.
A strong arm slipped in behind his knees while another hand supported his back, lifting him off the ground entirely.
“Where are you taking me?”
After a stumble in balance, Tong Sui found himself on that familiar big bed.
Tong Sui nervously grabbed anything he could hold onto, “N-No where.”
The sudden closeness made his heartbeat betray him.
Thump, thump, thump.
Bai Xingluo leaned in closer, removing his hand from Tong Sui’s face and whispered, “Is the dominant male’s heartbeat for me?”