Chapter 72: Little Xie: <(° . °)
Chi Wang’s feverish body gradually cooled down, and his consciousness finally returned.
Instinctively, he reached up to cover his mouth, which still tingled from the numbness left by Xie Sicheng when he sucked and nibbled on his lips.
Xie Sicheng… actually kissed him!?
And he even used his tongue… damn!
Used his tongue!!!
Chi Wang felt that no matter how low his boundaries were, they weren’t this low!
His mind was racing. He hadn’t turned on the nightlight, but he could hear the sound of Xie Sicheng washing his hands in the bathroom.
Soon, Xie finished washing and silently walked to the bedside. He lifted the quilt and lay down.
Chi Wang: “…”
Unable to hold back, Chi Wang said, “Why don’t you turn on the light?”
As soon as he spoke, he realized something was off. His voice was too hoarse, sticky and raspy—clearly from being kissed like that. He remembered that Xie had kissed all the way to the root of his tongue.
So deep it was exaggerated, so deep it was terrifying.
In the darkness, Chi Wang’s face flushed red.
Even though he was carrying a man’s child, he was still quite innocent.
He had never been in a relationship from childhood till now; his entire adolescence was filled with working, working, and more working.
Chi Wang had a very attractive appearance. Even in elementary school, he was already quite popular. If he had been a bad boy, he could have tricked many little girls into giving him treats, but he had always been well-behaved and upright.
In middle school, when most kids were still short—the boys were around 130-150 cm and looked barely different from elementary students—Chi Wang was already quite tall. With his good proportions, he appeared even taller and more upright. Many girls had secret crushes on him.
However, they were all very reserved. No one confessed or gave him love letters, but they often asked him for help. Chi Wang never refused and would help whenever he could, so he had a very good rapport with girls.
By high school, Chi Wang had another growth spurt. He took good care of himself. While many people looked haggard and drained by studying, Chi Wang remained vibrant and fresh, making him stand out in the entire school. Senior girls and junior girls would come to talk to him.
Even when working part-time in bars, many girls from outside liked him and tried to flirt with him.
One could say that although Chi Wang grew up in a somewhat tempting environment, he managed to keep his heart firm. He always came and went in a hurry, either on his way to work or already working.
Adolescent restlessness was completely resolved by his extensive physical or mental labor.
Now, at 19, having missed out on most of his adolescence, Chi Wang had no experience in this area—one could say he was a blank slate.
He had watched some videos, but that was the extent of it. His actual understanding wasn’t deep. While working in bars, although they were chaotic places, Chi Wang could control his gaze, never intentionally looking. Even if he accidentally glimpsed something, he would quickly avert his eyes—after all, in such places dominated by primal instincts, making eye contact could easily be taken as provocation. Chi Wang knew how to protect himself.
In short, Chi Wang knew about kissing, but he never thought it would happen to him.
His boundaries had been breached again. Instinctively, he wanted to retreat, but his body was soft, and his will seemed to waver. He wanted to withdraw but also didn’t want to, leaving him conflicted.
Xie seemed unaware of his turmoil and calmly said, “Turning on the light would hurt the eyes.”
Not turning on the light gave Chi Wang a sense of security; Xie didn’t want Chi Wang to seize the opportunity to pack up and leave.
Chi Wang: “…Oh.”
After Xie lay down, he turned over, his hand casually resting on the junction of Chi Wang’s chest and abdomen. He quickly moved down to touch Chi Wang’s belly, which appeared round even when lying down.
Chi Wang: “??”
Chi Wang pulled away Xie’s hand and protected his belly again. “What are you doing? Don’t touch randomly.”
Xie’s voice was low and deep. “Sorry.”
Xie apologized so smoothly that Chi Wang was momentarily speechless.
Chi Wang turned over, his back facing Xie, deciding to go to sleep.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, he thought about Xie kissing him on the lips.
Unable to hold back, he propped himself up in the darkness and questioned Xie, “Why did you kiss me just now? And you even used your tongue.”
Xie replied in a calm tone, “I have desires too.”
Chi Wang: “…”
He thought about Xie sleeping while aroused and felt a bit guilty.
Previously, he had only cared about himself, but on second thought, what was there to feel guilty about? With Xie’s skills, could he be wronging himself?
He didn’t handle himself because he didn’t want to.
Chi Wang said, “But you can’t kiss me on the lips.”
Kissing was already a different level of intimacy, and he wasn’t prepared for that.
Although he indeed had good feelings toward Xie, and he could tell from Xie’s gaze that he had intentions toward him.
But! He wasn’t ready yet!
He hadn’t figured out whether he truly liked Xie, and Xie kissing him on the lips was a bit too much—even though the kiss did feel good.
But as a guy, he couldn’t be so unprincipled!
Actually, Chi Wang always had an indescribable sense of responsibility, and this responsibility was toward himself.
From a young age, he hadn’t had much material enjoyment, so whenever conditions allowed, he would take good care of himself, making sure he ate well and lived well—when the dormitory conditions in middle school weren’t good, he would strive to move to a more comfortable dormitory. He studied hard and didn’t disappoint himself by getting into a good university.
He always sought better conditions for himself. Even in hardship, he took good care of himself, and if he could avoid it, he wouldn’t wrong himself.
Chi Wang knew that to make others like him, he had to like himself first. He needed to learn to love himself so that others could also love and respect him—this was something he understood from a young age, so he practiced the principle of self-love since childhood.
This inner spirit allowed him to exude confidence and grace from the inside out. He had strict requirements for himself, often examining his own needs and values.
No one demanded this of him; he demanded it of himself. He had strict plans for his life.
Just like he didn’t deny his good feelings toward Xie, and he knew that Xie attracted his gaze and attention.
He would be moved by Xie’s thoughtfulness and care, and he would feel shy from the bottom of his heart when caught by Xie’s silent yet intense gaze.
He realized he was gradually falling—falling into an intimate relationship deeply connected with Xie through the bond of the baby.
To put it intimately, they had a sexual relationship, resulting in pregnancy. Four months later, the baby would be born, and they would raise the child together, forming an undeniable family of three.
Chi Wang had actually prepared himself for emotional entanglement with Xie, after all, he did have good feelings toward him.
But in Chi Wang’s plan, this process should be slower because he felt he was still young, only 19, inexperienced in relationships, and he wasn’t sure whether his good feelings toward Xie could support him in truly liking him.
He needed time to verify and confirm; that was being responsible to himself.
But Xie actually kissed him directly!
In his studies and life, Chi Wang was his own guardian; in relationships, Chi Wang was also his own guardian.
As his own guardian, Chi Wang believed that Xie’s action was too abrupt! Overstepping!
Therefore, he had to protest on behalf of his “child”!
Xie didn’t know how much Chi Wang had thought in that moment. He was silent for a while before continuing, “Kissing is an auxiliary method.”
Chi Wang: “?”
Xie said, “It helps you finish faster.”
Chi Wang: “…”
He paused suspiciously, recalling the scene earlier. It was indeed very comfortable; his whole body became hot, more passionate and involved.
But…
Chi Wang blushed and said loudly, “You’re not allowed to kiss me—that was my first kiss!”
Xie chuckled softly. “Alright, I’ll listen to you.”
In the darkness, Chi Wang heard the low laughter bubbling from Xie’s throat. His ears couldn’t help but heat up.
His body, which had just been relieved, became restless again. His mouth was dry, and a fire seemed to burn within.
Chi Wang: “…”
He felt a bit desperate.
Clearly, he didn’t have such strong desires before; what’s going on now?
Maybe he should just run away and not sleep with Xie anymore.
But as soon as the thought emerged, he pushed it back down.
Running away was easy, but coming back would require finding an excuse. If he found one, fine; if not, how awkward would that be?
He couldn’t wrong himself just to wrong Xie!
…But he couldn’t wrong Xie too much either. Expecting the horse to run without letting it graze was the behavior of capitalists; Chi Wang wouldn’t do that.
So Chi Wang said shyly, “Do you need me to help you?”
Xie asked, “Help with what?”
Chi Wang felt embarrassed to say it directly but still tried to act casual. “Help you with… that.”
In the end, he was too thin-skinned; those three words were hard to utter.
Xie’s voice remained cool but carried a hint of hoarse amusement, light yet unmistakably present. “No need. You haven’t mastered it yet. When you have, I’ll teach you more.”
Chi Wang: “Oh…”
Xie only demonstrated; he didn’t teach.
He only enjoyed himself; Chi Wang didn’t learn anything.
Forget it, time to sleep.
Chi Wang lay down again, clutching the quilt tightly around himself.
Xie suddenly said, “Leave me some quilt.”
Chi Wang was startled. Turning on the nightlight, he realized he had pulled the entire quilt over to his side.
He quickly got up, spread out the quilt to cover Xie, and thoughtfully tucked in the edges for him.
Then he climbed onto the quilt, pulling it toward the foot of the bed. As his gaze swept over, he saw that ‘Little Xie’ was standing at attention energetically.
Little Xie: ?<(° . °)
Chi Wang suddenly burst into laughter. “Haha, your little guy is staging an uprising.”
Xie: “…”
- Little Xie: <(° . °): A playful depiction of Xie’s erection. The symbol “?(° . °)” resembles a saluting figure, humorously indicating “standing at attention.”
