Evil Love Appears chapter 55

Because of his slender figure, the skin on the Fu Xiaoyu’s foot was also thin, with faintly visible light blue veins underneath. Three small red moles had already appeared on one delicate foot.

“These are just three, did you know?” Xu Jiale asked.

“yes.” Fu Xiaoyu confidently replied. He was a person who regularly trimmed his toenails and was more concerned about his overall appearance than the average person.

Xu Jiale smiled but was not discouraged. He continued to run his fingers up Fu Xiaoyu’s leg, pausing meaningfully each time he passed a small red mole.

“Seven, eight,” he continued to touch along the inner thigh, and suddenly couldn’t resist pinching the flesh there with his fingers, murmuring, “Nine.”

Fu Xiaoyu was momentarily taken aback; this was indeed a higher number than he had imagined.

The sensation of being pinched left him somewhat dazed, as if the game was gradually becoming unpredictable.

“Give me your hand.”

Following Xu Jiale’s instructions, Fu Xiaoyu obediently handed over his hand, placing it in Xu Jiale’s outstretched palm.

Xu Jiale’s face carried a hint of a smile as he examined each finger one by one, both counting and appreciating them. Even the nails on these small fingers had been trimmed by him; they looked really nice.

After finishing one hand, he moved on to the other.

“Thirty-three.”

Xu Jiale finally completed counting Fu Xiaoyu’s limbs, and slowly crawled up. He pressed Fu Xiaoyu’s wrists on both sides of his head, a clearly dominant posture, and the scent of mint in the room became suddenly intense.

“Where else do you want to count?” 

Fu Xiaoyu appeared to be getting somewhat nervous and asked softly.

“The face,” Xu Jiale’s long, narrow eyes appeared even deeper behind his glasses. Fu Xiaoyu could feel Xu Jiale’s gaze slowly and deliberately exploring his face, as if it held warmth, growing hotter with each inch.

In just over ten seconds, beads of sweat formed on Fu Xiaoyu’s forehead. He was trapped beneath Xu Jiale, feeling like he was being scrutinized before being devoured by a wild beast.

“Fu Xiaoyu, how many moles do you have on your face?” Xu Jiale asked.

This sudden question caught Fu Xiaoyu off guard, and he instinctively replied, “Three.”

One near his left eyebrow, one under his eye, and one on his chin. He knew them by heart.

Xu Jiale smiled charmingly, then kissed Fu Xiaoyu’s cheek. “Actually, I didn’t count at all just now, because I knew that someone as beauty-conscious as you would definitely remember every detail on your face.”

Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but blush. He turned his head, and, knowing that Xu Jiale understood him, he playfully rubbed his forehead against Xu Jiale’s lips.

The game continued as Xu Jiale counted the moles on Fu Xiaoyu’s shoulders and chest. Then he turned Fu Xiaoyu over onto his stomach, and the omega lay down face down on the bed.

The counting tool had subtly shifted from fingers to kisses. Xu Jiale planted kisses on Fu Xiaoyu’s back, one after another, all the way to his round and firm butt.

The kisses gradually became difficult to control, and the intervals between counts grew longer.

The small red moles on Fu Xiaoyu’s snow-white butt suddenly reminded Xu Jiale of the scent of a snow lily. Although they hadn’t truly marked each other in their warm embrace, the scent of their pheromones became increasingly potent.

Fu Xiaoyu’s back was also covered in sweat, his breathing was rapid and shallow, and he couldn’t help but ask in a soft voice, “Xu Jiale… Have you finished counting?”

“Sixty-eight.” After counting all the moles on his back, Xu Jiale finally propped himself up, allowing Fu Xiaoyu to lie flat again.

Sixty-eight moles.

Fu Xiaoyu visibly relaxed and said with bright eyes, “Not quite seventy.”

He was still thinking about the bet. Even though he hadn’t won, at least he hadn’t lost.

“How about we call it a draw?”

Xu Jiale lazily smiled, then suddenly lowered his head and took a bite of Fu Xiaoyu’s chest, then raised his head with a mischievous smile and asked, “Should we count these too?”

Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help letting out a pleasurable hum through his nose as his chest was kissed.

But he immediately pushed Xu Jiale away from his chest and, feeling a bit embarrassed, said in a soft voice, “No, those two don’t count.”

Indeed, they didn’t, Xu Jiale thought with a squint.

“So, neither winning nor losing?” he couldn’t help but ask with a smile.

Fu Xiaoyu’s cheeks blushed, “at most, it’s a tie, how about that?”

“Alright, you’ve provoked me, Fu Xiaoyu.”

Xu Jiale deliberately shook his head.

As he spoke, he suddenly disappeared under the covers.

“Xu Jiale, you…”

Fu Xiaoyu suddenly became extremely nervous, but he couldn’t exert pressure on his lower back, so he just lay there. He couldn’t see anything; he could only rely on his sense of touch.

Xu Jiale’s fingers went to unusual places, and Fu Xiaoyu suddenly panicked. He realized that some of the moles were located in places he could never see himself but were exposed to Xu Jiale’s gaze.

“Don’t… please,” he had to temporarily set aside his pride and try to avoid this sudden embarrassment. “Xu Jiale…”

Xu Jiale’s lips kissed that area, and he whispered, “Sixty-nine.”

Fu Xiaoyu shivered with pleasure, gripping the corner of the pillow tightly, panting heavily, and couldn’t help but try to lift his body to look down.

In that moment, his gaze met Xu Jiale’s who had just raised his head—this eye contact was as hot as if it could spark flames.

“Even if it’s sixty-nine,” Fu Xiaoyu was soft all over but couldn’t help but stare intently at Xu Jiale, “it’s still not seventy.”

His eyes were wide and moist, his words punctuated by the urgency of his breath.

At first glance, it seemed like he was being stubborn, but upon closer inspection, one would realize that this was actually him acting cute.

“Fu Xiaoyu, I will win,” Xu Jiale smiled, revealing his white teeth, his voice husky and deep.

Before he could finish speaking, his head had already gone back under the covers.

This time, he picked up those two troublesome little balls with his hand and wickedly sucked on them underneath.

Xu Jiale used his mouth to create a red love mark.

Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but let out a cry and went limp on the bed.

And now, finally, Xu Jiale raised his head, calmly saying, “This is the seventieth one, artificially created.”

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t say a word.

He had sweated a lot, his body was trembling, but being held by Xu Jiale, he couldn’t help but tremble with the realization that this was indeed the seventieth.

An unjustifiable seventieth mole became their intimate mark, a territory for just the two of them. In this world, no one else could ever reach it.

He couldn’t help but, in a moment of passion, wrap his arms around Xu Jiale’s neck and kissed him passionately.

…

The entire heat period lasted for three days.

During those three days, Fu Xiaoyu took time off work and even left a message for Wang Xiaoshan: “I need to rest well for a few days, I won’t respond to work messages, you handle the work.” He even went completely offline on DingTalk.

Wang Xiaoshan looked at the words “rest well” and fell into deep contemplation for a long time.

He certainly knew that Fu Xiaoyu’s heat period had arrived, but that’s precisely why he was contemplating. Because there was no such thing as “resting well” for Fu Xiaoyu during his heat period.

He was someone who always worked as usual and now he suddenly decided to “rest well?”

At the same time, Xu Jiale, who had been on leave last week, also extended his leave for another five days. Wang Xiaoshan had a hunch that something was amiss.

Regardless, those few days off work, Fu Xiaoyu really didn’t feel like working at all. Perhaps it was because he hadn’t completely separated from Xu Jiale. It seemed like there was always some part of their bodies that needed to touch, whether it was fingers, cheeks, or strands of hair.

His lower back gradually got better, which made things even more intimate. Every night, he hung around Xu Jiale’s neck like a scarf.

Xu Jiale was actually quite sensitive to heat, but being wrapped in the warmth of Fu Xiaoyu day after day left him with no choice.

In the end, he had to kick the blanket off and let both of his legs dangle outside to balance his temperature.

After three days, Fu Xiaoyu turned back his the energetic self..

He still had some difficulty moving, but taking a shower while standing and eating while sitting were no longer a problem. Since these tasks were manageable, work wasn’t an issue either.

The only thing that posed a bit of a challenge was…

In Xu Jiale’s home, there was no computer, no files belonging to Fu Xiaoyu.

“How about… I go to your place and fetch them for you?” Xu Jiale suggested.

However, as he spoke, he couldn’t help but run his fingers through his hair.

Fetching the items wasn’t the problem; the main issue was that Fu Xiaoyu was staying at Junya apartments, If Xu Jiale’s Omega father, Murong Jingya, were still in B City, he would also be staying there.

Although Murong Jingya was very busy, and the villa area was quite large, making it challenging to run into him, the thought of it was still a bit unsettling.

“Sure,” Fu Xiaoyu nodded and then looked up, saying, “How about I go with you?”

“Is your back okay?”

“It’s fine; I’ll be sitting the whole way while driving, at most, I’ll take a few steps. It’s no problem,” Fu Xiaoyu said while thinking, “Plus, it’s not just work stuff; I need to bring my pajamas, toiletries, and I can actually bring my red wine… Yes, and a few shirts. Even though I’ve been working from home these past few days, if I have to host video meetings, I still need to dress appropriately from the waist up.”

Fu Xiaoyu’s thoughtful expression was actually quite serious, but Xu Jiale couldn’t help but laugh: “That’s great—”

He deliberately paused before continuing: “It looks like you’re planning to stay with me for a while, that’s great.”

“…” Fu Xiaoyu’s ears slowly turned a bit red, but he pretended not to hear and asked, “Shall we set off now?”

“Alright, let’s go.”

Xu Jiale deliberately drove slowly and smoothly all the way, fearing that it might jostle Fu Xiaoyu. As a result, the journey took a bit longer than usual. After arriving at Building 107 of Junya apartments, he supported Fu Xiaoyu’s waist and slowly walked into the villa.

Fu Xiaoyu’s home was not as luxurious in terms of decoration as it appeared from the outside. The entire interior was primarily minimalist, with black and white as the dominant colors, and the lines were quite sleek.

However, using this style in such a large space made it feel quite empty. Upon entering, it seemed devoid of any vibrancy, not quite like a home, but more like a beautiful showroom.

Suddenly, Xu Jiale couldn’t help but think that after the last heat period, he had left Fu Xiaoyu in a place like this.

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t notice and led Xu Jiale to his study, where he had everything he needed and was eager to start packing.

But the moment he opened the door, he regretted it immediately—

Damn it, how could he forget about this!

However, it was too late for everything.

The entire wall in front of the door in the study had been turned into a massive whiteboard, like a standing worktable. It was covered with numerous sticky notes in different colors, representing different priorities. There were important financial news clippings, his hastily written thoughts with a marker, some schedules he sometimes wrote down and sent to Wang Xiaoshan, who would then transfer them to DingTalk.

That was all fine, but, but!

Right in the center of this whiteboard, there was a small whiteboard hanging with hooks. This small whiteboard was where he had drawn a mind map with Xu Jiale at the center.

He must have been out of his mind to hang this whiteboard right in the center of his study—

And at this very moment, he and Xu Jiale were standing side by side, looking at the large red letters written on the small whiteboard with a heart-shaped circle around the last two words:

Xu Jiale – great sex.