Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: Lifestyle

【Five】

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Wu Zhi lay face-down on the bed, so deep in regret that his intestines must be discolored by now.

Ye Qingling looked so well-mannered and frail, so how the fuck was he so barbaric and brutal in bed?! Wu Zhi gritted his teeth on the bed. He was too fucking naive. How could he forget that there was a phrase known as “still waters run deep”[1]. Wu Zhi did not even need a mirror to know that he was in a miserable state. There was not a single patch of skin on him that was unscathed. Every part of his body was littered with nail marks and hickeys. He didn’t even have the strength to close his legs right now. Fuck!

If he, Wu Zhi, allowed Ye Qingling to touch him again, he’d… He’d…

Even when Wu Zhi’s wounds recovered and when he was dragged to bed by Ye Qingling again, he still did not manage to figure out what he could do to Ye Qingling. When he woke up again, he remained so vexed that he once again swore the same thing. However, when he made a full recovery, he would be dragged to the bed once again. As this happened repeatedly again and again, Wu Zhi simply gave up and let Ye Qingling do as he wished.

“Ngh— Ah…..!”

Wu Zhi was kneeling on the bed. Ye Qingling had entered him from behind him as he left kisses again and again on his neck. Wu Zhi could very clearly feel Ye Qingling’s excitement. After numerous sessions of “bonding deeply”, Wu Zhi found out that Ye Qingling was the most excited when they did it from behind. So, “doggy-style” became the word that Wu Zhi cursed the most often — because he was usually tormented most miserably in those times.

“Ye… Qingling…” Wu Zhi heaved heavily, his voice hoarse from the strain of yelling too much. “A-After… this time, let’s… rest, okay— ah—”

Ye Qingling thrusted hard into Wu Zhi’s body, silently panting on Wu Zhi’s back.

“…W-We…” Wu Zhi’s voice quivered, face tear-soaked as he started begging, “—can’t continue like this. Overindulgence in sex is not— not good for the body… Ngh!”

Wu Zhi gasped as Ye Qingling circled the base of his dick.

“Wu Zhi.” Colored by lust, Ye Qingling’s voice sounded indolent. Wu Zhi felt that Ye Qingling definitely laughed. He definitely did. “I’ll be careful with that now.”

What…? Before Wu Zhi’s dazed head could understand, that person above him had started moving. After an intense round of thrusts, Wu Zhi finally understood what Ye Qingling meant by being careful.

“Fucking… let go— ahhh—”

The feeling of being pinched at the tip, tittering at the edge of climax, without being allowed to release made Wu Zhi deeply experience the tragedy of having a loose tongue. Unable to cry out tears, Wu Zhi gathered what remained of his strength to struggle. But this only appeased Ye Qingling. At where Wu Zhi could not see, Ye Qingling’s eyes had already turned a blood red, a shade like that of a wild beast. Ye Qingling pulled back slowly, before he rammed all the way in.

“One day, I’ll die in bed thanks to you…”

When Wu Zhi was finally allowed release at the same time as Ye Qingling, with tears in his eyes, he shouted out the above before he lost consciousness once again.

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Other than spending most of the time in bed, Wu Zhi’s life did not change significantly. He still searched for different things to kill time in the hotel. But, he started to lie in Ye Qingling’s arms when he read; he would let Ye Qingling help him scrub his back in his showers; he would bite off the meat from the utensil that Ye Qingling extended to him during meals. It was very difficult for Wu Zhi to categorize Ye Qingling. A lover, or family? They live together naturally and harmoniously like they were a family, but yet, they were inseparable like lovers.

Wu Zhi teased Ye Qingling: We’ve got a house, and we get to have as many cars as we want. We’re just short of getting married now.

Ye Qingling looked at Wu Zhi without a word. The next day, the first thing Wu Zhi saw after opening his eyes was Ye Qingling holding up a piece of paper and telling him: Wu Zhi, sign it.

In his bewildered vision, the two giant words, “Marriage Certificate”, on the paper were in blindingly scarlet red. Wu Zhi was completely dumbfounded. Ye Qingling pushed a pen into his hand, and even got him something to function as a clipboard. Still overwhelmed, Wu Zhi wrote down his own name, unable to return to reality for a while. Ye Qingling very carefully kept the paper away, satisfaction blatant in his slightly red pupils under his glasses. Facing the still dumbstruck Wu Zhi, he gently informed him: Now that we have our Marriage Certificate, we’ll hold the wedding tomorrow.

Wu Zhi: …What?

Ye Qingling got hold of a wedding gown and wedding suit from god knew where. With twitching eyes, Wu Zhi stared at that elegant, snow white wedding gown. Then, he erupted.

“I’m not wearing that! I’m a fucking real man! No matter how you look at this, you fit women’s clothes more!”

Ye Qingling did not argue about this. He had never been the type to reject Wu Zhi. Ye Qingling in the wedding gown was so beautiful that it left Wu Zhi gawking. Ye Qingling pulled Wu Zhi’s hand and they walked onto the altar.

This was a wedding of just two people. No bridesmaid, no best man. No fresh flowers, no blessings. No priest to officiate it. There was only the two of them smiling, touching their heads together, fingers clasped together as they declared their wedding vows. Wu Zhi will never ever forget the transparent liquid that fell from that person’s eyes when he kissed him, as well as the crazily wide smile on him afterwards. Both images scorched his entire soul.

Perhaps, they would live their whole lives like this, right? This was very good. It was really, really good….

After the wedding ceremony, Wu Zhi reverted back to his original state on the bed. He could only fight and glare at that guy who used action to prove exactly who the husband was between the two of them.

Day by day passed. One day, Wu Zhi unexpectedly discovered a black cat on the balcony opposite the hotel. That cat was likely another member who survived the disaster, so Wu Zhi lured it to him with food as bait. Delighted, he carried the black cat in his arms and showed it to Ye Qingling.

The extremely obedient black cat started struggling hysterically upon coming close to Ye Qingling. Its overwhelming strength made Wu Zhi find it hard to even catch it. As he was looking down, Wu Zhi did not see the red glint that flashed past the other person’s eyes.

After seeking Ye Qingling’s approval, they adopted that black cat. But one day, that cat could not be found anywhere. Wu Zhi pondered helplessly, were cats heartless creatures after all? They leave just as they want to, without any hesitation at all.

Ye Qingling did not say a word, only hugging Wu Zhi in comfort. When Wu Zhi was in deep sleep, he came to the basement; Wu Zhi did not even notice at all that there was a basement in the hotel that had its first four floors destroyed. It was a room similar to a lab, filled with every kind of science apparatus. In the center of the room was a cage, and inside it was a… monster. The bald skin was pitch black and had revolting creases. Its shape looked similar to a cat’s. Where the head was, matching eyes similar to a spider’s filled it. A long, long tongue full of lumps dragged itself on the ground weakly, leaving pus on the floor.

Ye Qingling crouched in front of the cage and looked at that monster. He chuckled quietly:

How do you find it? Is my blood delicious?

A/N:

Oh, this feels so sweet. Alright, everything here is just so that it feels more gratifying when the angst comes. Looks into the distance

And now, the sweet part of the middle section of the story is over. In the next part, things will start becoming twisted~

Readers who like these two here, please do keep this novel in captivity XD

Translator Note:

[1] 闷骚: describes a person as being outwardly quiet or cold, but is passionate inside.

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