Evil Love Appears chapter 128
As soon as Xu Jiale uttered the words “never mind,” he immediately realized things were not going well.
Indeed, Fu Xiaoyu tilted his head and looked at him, his eyes becoming even more serious. “Xu Jiale, tell me.”
Once curiosity was piqued, there was no place for “never mind” in this omega’s dictionary.
Xu Jiale hesitated for a moment, and as expected, Fu Xiaoyu pounced on his chest, making a muffled sound.
“…”
For f***’s sake.
Xu Jiale, seeing stars, took a moment to finally exhale.
Fu Xiaoyu, with his narrowed, intimidating cat-like eyes, looked at him, seemingly completely unaware of the physical pressure he was exerting by this action.
To be honest, Xu Jiale had never really felt Fu Xiaoyu’s weight before.
But today, after being stuck to him throughout the day, his energy level dropped to -1-1-1, coupled with an empty stomach late into the night, he finally felt like he was going to be crushed.
Yes, this omega had a model’s perfect slender figure, but he also had the height of a model, a full 1.8 meters.
After a moment of consideration, Xu Jiale finally gave in under the crushing weight, and he explained in a low voice, “I have this problem with my sad nipple. I actually consulted an expert who specializes in this. Although he couldn’t be completely sure, he thought… based on my experiences, the cause of my condition may be related to Murong Jingya. Nipples are a symbol of omega maternal care, and my sadness when touched is probably because of issues stemming from my infancy. My desires were often neglected and unsatisfied because my omega father was strict and indifferent.”
“Desires…?”
“Yes, emotional, physiological, and even dietary desires that were possibly left unsatisfied.”
Xu Jiale stopped speaking at this point. He casually asked Fu Xiaoyu, “Are you satisfied now? I’ve even told you about my resentment against Murong Jingya for not breastfeeding me when i was young.”
He made a sly joke, but his eyes and eyebrows were tinged with a hint of melancholy.
Humans were indeed strange creatures.
The period when he was a baby, a time he couldn’t find in his own memory, could still influence his life in intangible ways.
Before this, apart from the medical expert, he hadn’t discussed this with anyone.
Perhaps it was because he was too sensitive and understood how outsiders would perceive these things…
His sad nipple was a personal and serious matter for him, but to others, it might appear comical.
“Xu Jiale…”
While Xu Jiale was lost in thought, Fu Xiaoyu tugged at his finger. When he looked up:
Fu Xiaoyu suddenly flipped over, lying face up.
He placed both hands behind his head, the posture making his small, pink nipples appear even prouder and sharper on his fair, flat chest.
Fu Xiaoyu’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as he didn’t speak. He only gazed at him with his large, cat-like eyes, moist with emotion.
Xu Jiale didn’t need him to say a word. He immediately bent down almost greedily, gently sucking on that area.
As an adult, he would unconsciously avoid that spot because of his difficult-to-discuss sad nipple. Even when he undressed, his gaze would swiftly pass over it.
The complete disregard for that part of his own body also made him extremely, exceedingly, almost pathologically fond of omega nipples.
And now, beneath him, was his omega.
His omega’s body exuded a sticky, fleshy sweet fragrance.
Xu Jiale kept Fu Xiaoyu wet and even caused it to swell.
As he continued to suck, because the male part was too delicate, no matter how hard he sucked, he wouldn’t be satisfied. The harder he sucked, the more anxious he became, to the point of feeling an emptiness in his stomach.
Fu Xiaoyu lay back.
There was a strong omega instinct within his body.
While being sucked like this, he became exceptionally submissive, although there was some pain, he didn’t struggle.
He just curled his toes, occasionally making soft “mmm” sounds.
He used his fingers to caress Xu Jiale’s neck buried in his chest, and when he touched that bite mark, he felt particularly reassured.
“Xu Jiale, when you were young…”
Fu Xiaoyu raised his head, breathing softly, “Actually, you loved Murong Jingya a lot, didn’t you?”
Xu Jiale paused his movements, and after a while, he finally softly replied, “Mmm.”
He sighed and got up, lying down beside Fu Xiaoyu.
Xu Jiale spoke softly, “When I was young… compared to Xu Lang, I might have loved Murong Jingya even more. In my six years of elementary school, he only attended one of my parent-teacher meetings, but that time… all my little friends were very excited, saying my omega father was so beautiful. I still remember how I felt at that time, walking with my head held high and feeling proud wherever I went.”
Although he smiled, there was a hint of bitterness in his expression.
His love for Murong Jingya, because it was entirely unworthy, had become a topic he was ashamed to discuss.
But he wouldn’t hide it from Fu Xiaoyu.
When he was still young, even though Murong Jingya often ignored him and rarely fulfilled his fatherly duties, he still saw that man as his god.
He loved him, coming from the most basic instinct of a human infant; and because their time together was limited, every bit of affection, every bit of attention, could be cherished and savored for a long time.
Until that year when he was fourteen, and he witnessed the collapse of his parents’ marriage.
From then on, all his affection for Murong Jingya turned into a sword stabbing him.
“When I first met you, I thought you were a bit like him.”
Xu Jiale gently touched Fu Xiaoyu’s cheek. For some reason, he suddenly felt the desire to confide in him, getting closer to Fu Xiaoyu.
The two of them faced each other, almost with their noses touching.
“So at that time, I only saw you once, and I was very curious about you.”
“Really?”
“Mmm,” Xu Jiale was a bit absent-minded, “Sharp, strict, cold, distant.”
As Fu Xiaoyu listened to this string of adjectives, his eyelashes quivered slightly, and he asked softly, “So when we first met, you hated me?”
His round cat-like eyes looked at him earnestly. Although it wasn’t meant as an accusation, Xu Jiale couldn’t help but feel a bit overwhelmed.
Xu Jiale looked around and then said in a hoarse voice, “How could I be curious about someone I genuinely hated?”
Fu Xiaoyu heard this and a somewhat silly smile appeared in his eyes, and his warm breath brushed against Xu Jiale’s face. “So… you never actually hated me? Then… did you like me back then?”
Xu Jiale awkwardly touched his nose, trying to change the topic, “Fu Xiaoyu, between hating and liking, there’s a long neutral zone. I was just curious, curious—”
As he hastily reminisced about that time, in the beginning, he genuinely was curious. However, his curiosity went far beyond the customary polite curiosity and was distinctly different from the kind of gossip that colleagues engage in just to satisfy their curiosity.
He should have maintained a detached observer’s perspective, but his curiosity kept pulling him in, as if he were hesitantly testing the dangerous edge.
He was like a fox who accidentally stuck its nose into someone else’s den. He initially just sniffed around for a while but couldn’t resist the urge to sneak in deeper.
“Xu Jiale,” Fu Xiaoyu was now fired up. He didn’t care about distinguishing between Xu Jiale’s curiousness, whether it was genuine or not, and asked directly, “So when did you start liking me?”
This was not just a straight ball; it was a straight punch.
Xu Jiale tried to fumble for his phone to pretend to check the time, only to realize that his phone had already been tossed under the bed, which left him with no escape.
“…Didn’t you confess to me in April?” Xu Jiale coughed, “I agreed back then.”
Which meant I liked you.
He attempted to deflect the question and blur the timeline.
But this tactic wouldn’t work with Fu Xiaoyu, of course.
“No,” Fu Xiaoyu stared at him relentlessly, “Xu Jiale, at that time, you brought Xia’an to Shuncheng, saying you needed my help to take care of her. But, in reality, you had already arranged for the Cat’s Meow Inn, right? I found a designer brand inside the cat carrier; I know you deliberately found an excuse to see me. So, you already liked me at that time, didn’t you?”
Xu Jiale was suddenly exposed, momentarily left speechless.
“Xu Jiale, I only started liking you completely when you came to Shuncheng to find me.”
Fu Xiaoyu smiled and continued, “Do you know what that means? It means that between us, it was you who liked me first.”
This omega was quite proud.
With sparkling round cat-like eyes, despite saying something annoying, he appeared so confident that it was undeniably adorable, making Xu Jiale’s heart race.
“So what?” Xu Jiale huffed, “Who made the first move?”
He refused to let his proud record of being pursued be erased.
“Who fell for whom first?”
“Who made the first move?”
Xu Jiale became rather stubborn and added mimicking Fu Xiaoyu’s tone, “’Xu Jiale, Let me pursue you. As long as you agree to let me pursue you, the rest should be left to my efforts’. Who said that?”
He recited the words Fu Xiaoyu used when he confessed, but before he could revel in it—
Fu Xiaoyu simply threw a punch at his nose.
“Hey!”
Xu Jiale covered his aching nose and glared at the omega. “Fu Xiaoyu, when you can’t win an argument, you resort to violence. How many times have you resorted to violence against me?”
But Fu Xiaoyu’s punch was swift and victorious. He immediately pounced again, pushing aside Xu Jiale’s hand and kissed the alpha’s lips, then with bright eyes, he repeated, “Xu Jiale, it was me who pursued you. But— you were the one who liked me first, you seduced me, got it?”
“…”
Xu Jiale’s mouth went numb from the kiss. He suddenly had a sweet yet melancholic premonition about his future.
…
Late at night, after finally putting Fu Xiaoyu to sleep after dinner, Xu Jiale went to the balcony to call Xu Lang.
“The test results came out, and everything’s fine, right? It’s a noncancerous cyst?”
“Yes, it’s confirmed, everything is fine on Jingya’s side. I’m taking care of your cat, don’t worry,” Xu Lang’s tone on the other end sounded very happy.
“Thank you, Xu Lang…”
Xu Jiale glanced back at the omega sleeping soundly in the room, paused for a moment, and said in a low voice, “Dad, I have officially marked Fu Xiaoyu.”
He sounded a bit hesitant.
“Ah?” Xu Lang was clearly very surprised, but then he quickly got excited, “So soon? Did you clear things up with Nanyi? So, is Fu Xiaoyu your omega now? Has he forgiven you?”
This series of questions stirred up strong emotions in Xu Jiale’s chest.
“Yeah, he…” He leaned on the railing, speaking in a hoarse voice, “He’s my omega now, Dad…”
Dad, I really love him.
Saying this felt a bit embarrassing.
It was at such times that his words became unusually clumsy, and he hesitated to speak.
He had thought about lighting up a cigarette, but when he caught the scent of Fu Xiaoyu on himself, he tossed the cigarette box aside.
“Xiao Xu… Dad is really happy for you.”
Xu Lang’s breathing on the other end was also rapid, and in his alpha’s voice, there was an unmistakable sense of overwhelming relief.
He seemed to be searching for something and then suddenly spoke in a low voice, “Your father and I will return to Jincheng in a few days. We’re worried that it might not be convenient to travel back and forth, and we don’t want to delay it further. How about this, your father just had surgery, and it’s not advisable for him to take a flight right now, but I’ll fly to Phuket early tomorrow morning to meet Fu Xiaoyu. Is that okay?”