67 – That Guy is Gay

Chapter 67: That Guy is Gay

The evil dragon, having no nest to return to, stubbornly insisted on staying at someone else’s house. While appearing to plead, he clung to Xie Qingcheng and refused to let go. He wanted to taste the flavor of that meat once more, having not enjoyed it enough in the dressing room.

He had left a mark on a person, but that person had wiped the trace clean the moment they turned around. Frustrated, the evil dragon tapped his tail, determined to leave a mark once again.

A few hours later.

Xie Qingcheng lay beneath the covers, his gaze blurred and unfocused.

He had mentally built a defensive line and decided to just accept it, but physiologically, it was still too much.

At this point, he began to wonder if it had been a mistake to promise to continue this relationship just to remove an obstacle that was wasting his time.

And for good reason—this damn beast had far too much stamina.

To the point that it was interfering with the plans he had already mapped out.

Lying languidly beside him, He Yu twirled a strand of his slightly long hair around his finger and asked,

“Hyung, I was good just now, wasn’t I?”

“…….”

The young man’s desire was terrifying. Whenever a single flicker of lust appeared on Xie Qingcheng’s face, He Yu felt a jolt of electricity shoot up from his tailbone. As if his vigor had no limit, the youth craved more, never knowing exhaustion.

He was different from Xie Qingcheng, who was simply trying to kill time.

Now, Xie Qingcheng’s body acted as a kind of sedative for him.

No matter how much Xie Qingcheng poured out vitriol or firmly rejected him, as stolen contentlong as they could have sex, he [visit our site]regained his mental stability and his irritation completely subsided.

His heart grew peaceful. The squabbles they had just had felt like nothing.

Chen Man is nothing.

That guy can’t taste this anyway. Let him drool until he drops dead.

The look in He Yu’s eyes as he gazed at Xie Qingcheng was tender. With the usual gloomy atmosphere peeled away, his eyes looked as soft as a nineteen-year-old boy in an ordinary romance.

Unfortunately, Xie Qingcheng did not spare him a glance.

He Yu called out to him repeatedly.

“Xie Qingcheng.”

There was no answer.

He Yu lightly tapped his lips.

“Did it hurt?”

Again, only silence followed.

He Yu hugged his waist and showered him with butterfly kisses from his shoulder to his collarbone.

“Did it feel good?”

Only then did Xie Qingcheng react.

“Can’t you just fuck off already?”

Regardless, He Yu said something shameless.

“I’m tired. I worked so hard, you should at least be considerate. Sleep beside me.”

His mouth left no room for negotiation. The hands tightly clutching Xie Qingcheng were the same.

Xie Qingcheng stared coldly at the ceiling before finally speaking after a long while.

“I see you truly have no aversion to men now.”

“I do.”

Xie Qingcheng let out a short laugh at those words.

“I really don’t see how what you’re doing is any different from homosexuality.”

He Yu’s expression stiffened. After a long silence, he spoke.

“It’s different.”

“How is it different?”

The youth insisted, as if determined to prove something.

“Because I only do this with you, Hyung.”

“…….”

Xie Qingcheng slowly shifted his eyes to look at He Yu’s face. His gaze was colder than the snow piled on the window frame.

“If you only do this with me, you’re not gay? I’ve heard some fucking bullshit today.”

He Yu’s face distorted [stolen content]uglily. Though deep down he knew it was unauthorized copywrong, he chose to ignore that inner voice.

“I don’t want other men. I only want to do this with you. I don’t need anyone else. Xie Qingcheng, I don’t like men.”

“Are you blind? I’m a man too.”

“You’re different. You’re the exception.”

After a brief silence, Xie Qingcheng asked a single word. His tone seemed to hold a cold, cruel blade.

“Why?”

However, He Yu couldn’t think of a proper reason. Was it some kind of first-sex complex? But he couldn’t explain it that way. After all, no matter what anyone said, he was ‘He Yu, who had slept with all sorts of women.’

So, he just grabbed whatever excuse came to mind.

“……Because you’re…… handsome.”

“Thanks. Then I can end this tedious game by slashing your face with a knife.”

Startled by the unexpected response to his thoughtless comment, He Yu bolted upright and looked down at him.

“Xie Qingcheng!”

The cold sweat on his spine soon cooled. He regained his composure while looking into Xie Qingcheng’s eyes.

“No, you can’t do that.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re someone who cherishes his own life. You value your life.”

Xie Qingcheng slowly closed his peach blossom eyes, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

“I’m sorry, kid. But I’m someone who considers my life quite light.”

At this, He Yu suddenly flared up. As if he had been punched in the solar plexus, he lowered his voice and growled into Xie Qingcheng’s ear.

“Just try it. If you do, I’ll lock you up, cover your face, and torment you until you die.”

Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes. A pair of peach blossom eyes stared at He Yu like sheets of ice.

“Since when did you like my face so much? You never thought that before.”

“…….”

For some reason, he was speechless.

He Yu eventually changed the subject with a harsh tone.

“Even so, there’s no need to ruin your face because of me. Am I really that serious of an existence to you?”

Xie Qingcheng remained silent for a long time. With a voice as lukewarm as melted ice water or a bedsheet retaining a faint warmth, he sneered.

“That’s true. Who the hell are you, He Yu.”

There was a slight sigh embedded in that voice.

He Yu felt subtly uncomfortable.

He didn’t like it when Xie Qingcheng called him ‘He Yu.’

Come to think of it, Xie Qingcheng hadn’t called him ‘kid’ for a long time. It had been the first time since that night at the club.

As irritation surged, He Yu pounced on Xie Qingcheng Read on Read BL Novels[stolen content]once more. By the time he came to his senses, the day had completely faded.

Around evening, Chen Man called.

He was worried about the unusual atmosphere between the two and wanted to check on the situation.

Of course, Xie Qingcheng couldn’t tell Chen Man the truth.

“……I’m fine. There was a bit of a misunderstanding last time. I explained it well and we resolved it.”

After exchanging a few words, Chen Man said he wanted to eat the Yangzhou fried rice Xie Qingcheng made and mentioned he would stop by the house after work in a few days.

He Yu listened silently to their conversation, and as soon as Xie Qingcheng hung up, he kissed Xie Qingcheng’s cold lips. Chen Man could only hear the words coming from those lips, but He Yu could soak those ice-cold lips in heat.

“Qingcheng Hyung.”

Finally, he pulled his lips away visit our siteand created a [Read on Read BL Novels]small distance. Their breathing [stolen content]naturally became heavy. However, Xie Qingcheng’s eyes remained cold.

Staring into those eyes, He Yu spoke.

“Can’t you make me fried rice? I want to eat porridge too.”

“…….”

He’s really doing everything, Xie Qingcheng thought.

Despite being so stern because of Chen Man, he was now bargaining like a spoiled child.

“If I’m going to be kicked out anyway, I might as well get a meal before I go.”

Whether between the same sex or opposite, cases where someone asks their partner to cook for them after spending the night satisfying their sexual desires were few and far between.

Normally, people would boil soup themselves stolen contentor order [visit our site]room [unauthorized copy]service from a hotel. Even an ancient tyrant, after finishing his nightly business with a favored concubine, would instruct the eunuchs to serve them.

He Yu’s brazenness was truly an exception.

Then, how about Xie Qingcheng?

In his heart, he wanted to curse He Yu, but he was so exhausted that just looking at that face brought up a creeping sense of annoyance. Arguing consumes energy. Right now, he didn’t even want to spend energy looking at He Yu.

Furthermore, he didn’t want to give He Yu the impression that he had been knocked out by sex. His life motto was to be a steadfast man.

Wanting to get rid of He Yu as quickly as possible, he silently stood up and headed to the kitchen. His expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

His waist throbbed and parts of him that were embarrassing to mention felt uncomfortable, but Xie Qingcheng internalized this pain completely. The only emotion He Yu could feel from his expression right now was endless coldness.

Like a ruin, no matter how much an intruder dug into the ground, no miraculous treasure would emerge.

He Yu hurriedly got dressed and followed him into the kitchen. His [unauthorized copy]once peaceful heart shifted from anxiety to disappointment, and from disappointment to unauthorized copydesolation. [Read on Read BL Novels]Leaning against the doorframe, he constantly nagged in an attempt to relieve his frustrated heart.

“Xie Qingcheng, put in just a little sesame oil. Chop the green onions finer. Don’t put the salt in too early.”

“…….”

He acted picky on purpose, but in reality, He Yu didn’t know how to cook. Yet, he gave advice without knowing his place, like a novice trying to teach a master. He waited for the moment when Xie Qingcheng would turn around and hurl insults like he used to.

But the man gave no reaction.

Xie Qingcheng moved exactly as He Yu instructed with a blunt expression. He cooked emotionlessly, like someone who had lost the ability to react because their disgust had reached its peak.

Regardless, in the past, there had at least been a will to fight, but this cold attitude made He Yu feel even more unsettled.

Approaching from behind, He Yu suddenly hugged Xie Qingcheng’s waist, turned his face, and showered Xie Qingcheng’s neck with kisses. He pressed down on Xie Qingcheng’s wrist, forcing him to put down the ladle used for the porridge.

Xie Qingcheng ignored him, staring only at the blue flames flickering on the gas stove.

Eventually, as if fed up, he threw out a cold word without even looking back.

“Pick one: either be in heat or eat.”

However, the colder he became, the more excited He Yu felt. Even the smell of disinfectant seemed to have become a potent pheromone. In truth, he didn’t want to act this savagely. He was a person who remained poised in front of others year-round. Strictly speaking, until he had sex with Xie Qingcheng, he had been very gentlemanly even in private. He hadn’t even been exposed to the charms of women.

Xie Qingcheng was the adult who had guided him deep into the jungle of the Garden of Eden. Regardless of how the relationship was formed, in the end, he had led him inside. Upon entering the jungle, the youth discovered something, and a primitive desire began to burn deep within his bones.

In this forbidden land overflowing with desire, he wanted to taste fresh stimulation while tangling his body to death with the man who had first embraced him.

He Yu lowered his eyes and kissed the nape of Xie Qingcheng’s neck, saying,

“Simmer the porridge on low heat.”

In the cold late autumn, the temperature inside the house rose due [Read on Read BL Novels]to the gas stove, and a hazy unauthorized copymist formed on the old glass window.

At that moment, a hand—paler than ice and elegantly structured—trembled slightly and gripped the window. If one looked closely, the hand was shaking faintly, causing the window to rattle.

Then, a hand that looked slightly younger covered the back of that hand and interlaced their fingers. The moment the five fingers locked tightly, the window shook violently, as if it were about to shatter, without the need for a close look.

Following that, a muffled groan echoed in the room, and the two hands fell away from the window. Through the glass, now transparent as the mist was wiped away, a man lying on the kitchen counter was vaguely reflected. Disheveled black hair, straight shoulders. Shifting the gaze upward, the flushed face of the youth standing before the counter was visible.

Would a lonely dragon not wear such an enthusiastic expression when devouring a human sacrifice lying on an altar?

Like a winter blizzard, the mist returned and soon filled the cleaned window. Once the window turned hazy, no one could see what was happening inside. Both suppressed their voices, so not even a sound could be heard.

Finally, a low groan that could no longer be contained leaked through the gap in the window and blended into the wind.

A black shadow swayed beyond the hazy mist. Black hair, a back as white as jade, an intertwined ill fate. One figure lifted and embraced the other.

The evil dragon lowered his head and kissed the human’s shoulder with his scar-ridden lips.

The temperature inside the house was hot. A soft afterglow became like hot spring water, soaking the two of them.

“Don’t cook for Chen Man from now on.”

In He Yu’s voice, panting softly like a beast, there floated a persistent and neurotic air.

“I don’t like that guy. That dirty gay bastard.”

To call gayer people dirty while embracing a man himself—his skin was truly thick.

As soon as the sex ended, Xie Qingcheng pushed He Yu away. On the contrary, he regained his composure quickly. His chest heaved up and down, but the gaze extending from beneath his damp forehead was terrifyingly cold.

“Even if I give him a thousand concessions and he is gay, he’s still better than you, He Yu.”

Finally, he opened his lips and spoke with a deadpan face.

“Even if he were gay, he’s never clung to me uselessly.”

After a short silence, a scathing satire pierced through to the bone.

“From head to toe…….”

Each calm word was as sharp as a blade.

“Unlike you, the heterosexual.”