Luo Yingbai said, “What going out? Where do you want me to go? You should come out of the water first! The water’s getting cold. Let me take a look at your injury.”
He spoke while reaching out to touch the bandage on Xia Xianning’s chest, asking, “Did you apply medicine? Does it hurt? How could you be so careless!”
Under these circumstances, who would feel pain? Xia Xianning had just suppressed most of his inner fire while soaking in the water, but now, with Luo Yingbai’s unintentional provocation, he felt the embers reignite with a fierce momentum.
He felt that if Luo Yingbai continued to touch him, he would lose control – but today he had no preparation, no experience, and didn’t know if Luo Yingbai would be hurt or uncomfortable.
So he didn’t dare to act rashly. With nothing prepared at home and safety not guaranteed, Xia Xianning told himself to endure today.
Luo Yingbai: “Your chest seems fine. What about your back? Let me see.”
Xia Xianning suddenly pressed down on Luo Yingbai’s hand moving on his chest. Luo Yingbai’s hand was directly covering Xia Xianning’s heart, and the bandage slipped into the water.
Luo Yingbai said, “Oh, the bandage fell off. Stand up quickly, or the wound will get wet.”
He spoke while pulling Xia Xianning: “Why aren’t you moving? Did you suddenly turn into a beautiful merman?”
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Pulled by him, Xia Xianning’s body swayed. He couldn’t help but support his forehead with one hand, almost sighing.
He couldn’t help but grasp Luo Yingbai’s hand, exploring downward into the water.
Luo Yingbai was stunned, realizing the other wasn’t trying to retrieve the wet bandage, but was guiding his hand to press against a hot, swollen object.
“Xianning—”
Luo Yingbai, being a man himself, immediately understood. His brain finally synced with Xia Xianning’s, and a blush spread from his ears to his face. He tried to withdraw his hand, but Xia Xianning held it firmly.
Luo Yingbai bit his lip, whispering softly, “You’re not serious…”
Looking at his expression, one couldn’t discern Xia Xianning’s inner thoughts. He watched Luo Yingbai sigh softly, finally releasing his hand, then wrapping it around Luo Yingbai’s waist and pulling him into an embrace.
Water splashed in the bathtub. One was inside, the other outside, but their foreheads were touching, breaths intermingling.
Xia Xianning tightened his arm, unable to resist leaning in and gently kissing the corner of Luo Yingbai’s lips – a butterfly-like touch, yet incredibly precious.
He didn’t dare to deepen the kiss, took a deep breath, and decisively pushed Luo Yingbai away: “Okay, now you know what’s happening? Don’t provoke me if you don’t want trouble. Go out.”
Luo Yingbai was almost pushed to the floor, looking hesitant but not leaving.
He paused, climbing up and gripping the bathtub’s edge, hesitantly asking, “Are you very uncomfortable?”
In this situation, Xia Xianning wanted to devour the person before him, but without any preparation and fearing he might hurt him, he tried to respond gently: “It’s okay.”
Luo Yingbai suddenly hugged Xia Xianning and actively kissed his lips.
Chapter 86: The Terrifying Xia Xianning
Xia Xianning was stunned, immediately feeling Luo Yingbai’s hands cupping his face, tentatively licking his lip seams.
After a while, Luo Yingbai stopped and asked inquisitively, “Is this right?”
Luo Yingbai said, “If you can’t hold back, then don’t. What’s there to endure? We’re close, aren’t we?”
He paused, still thinking about Xia Xianning’s injury, and added, “No, wait. You should still be careful. I don’t want to press on your wound…”
Without further discussion, he pulled Xia Xianning out of the bathtub, turning on the shower to help clean his wound. As he turned, he was suddenly embraced from behind by Xia Xianning.
He had previously been curious and glimpsed something about this, but after seeing the beginning, he found the actors ugly and the plot uninteresting, so his impression wasn’t deep, and he hadn’t researched further.
Luo Yingbai had no idea where Xia Xianning had seen others, and just teased: “What nonsense, are you up for this or not?”
After saying this, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm by Xia Xianning and flipped to be pressed against the wall.
Luo Yingbai was a big talker but small in action, completely opposite to his practical junior brother. He quickly understood the meaning of “self-inflicted suffering.”
Luo Yingbai initially didn’t understand Xia Xianning’s intentions. When he was flipped over, he was still thinking, why aren’t we lying down? Isn’t that how others do it?
Even at this point, he hadn’t fully grasped Xia Xianning’s intent. Hearing Xia Xianning call his name in a hoarse voice, Luo Yingbai felt his throat go dry. He was still struggling to adapt, and stammered: “What am I supposed to do?”
A trace of tenderness emerged on Xia Xianning’s brow, and he gently kissed his collarbone: “I’ll teach you.”
Luo Yingbai: “…”
This realization left him bewildered. He tried to block Xia Xianning’s hand: “Wait, wait, can’t you demonstrate on yourself?”
But as Xia Xianning continued, his breathing became increasingly uncontrolled, still attempting to resist: “No, I mean, you don’t need to demonstrate, I know how, I can do this myself…”
Xia Xianning couldn’t help but block his mouth again.
Luo Yingbai had never experienced someone helping him relieve himself before. After finishing, he leaned against Xia Xianning to recover, roughly understanding this mutual assistance process.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, he whispered: “Why did you let me go first…”
Xia Xianning bit his earlobe, his tone extremely restrained: “I was afraid you’d be uncomfortable later.”
Luo Yingbai, worried he’d be frustrated, said: “It’s just helping you… this way. What’s there to be uncomfortable about? Hurry up, it’s your turn now.”
Innocently wanting to help, he hadn’t turned around before being pressed against the wall from behind by Xia Xianning.
Luo Yingbai: “???”
His skin was smooth like white jade, his waist slender and flexible. When Xia Xianning grasped it, he suddenly felt a sense of trepidation.
He had finally obtained the person he desired.
Luo Yingbai wasn’t as happy. He felt like he’d been tricked.
This wasn’t what was agreed upon!
The force increasingly intensified. He supported himself against the wall, neither standing nor kneeling, initially restraining himself. But when Xia Xianning showed no signs of stopping, he could barely endure it, gritting his teeth: “Can I still back out now? Xianning, in situations like this… you should handle it yourself in the future.”
His words were already tinged with tears. Xia Xianning leaned in, placating him with kisses on his cheek, his hoarse voice sensually saying words that were utterly merciless: “What do you think?”
Luo Yingbai was on the verge of tears, almost shaking, saying: “But this isn’t how I imagined…”
Before finishing his sentence, Xia Xianning suddenly stopped, picked up Luo Yingbai, and swiftly carried him to the bed.
Luo Yingbai finally caught his breath, but after Xia Xianning’s previous quick and urgent movements, he was still uncomfortable. Now that it suddenly stopped, he was equally distressed, unable to help saying: “You… you’re just tormenting me… I’m truly helpless against you!”
Xia Xianning covered him, lifting and kissing his arm, speaking with tenderness: “I’m sorry.”
After speaking, he seemed frustrated, hoarsely saying: “I can’t do anything to you. I used to be afraid you didn’t love me, now I’m afraid of hurting you…”
His face was flushed, his breath unsteady, clearly unsatisfied earlier.
