Evil Love Appears chapter 70

Little kitten.

Fu Xiaoyu silently repeated the words in his heart, and a sour and bittersweet feeling had already welled up from the depths of his heart.

The ultimate sensory pleasure seemed to bring about a complex afterglow effect, entangling the emptiness and loneliness that followed the climax, making him have to snuggle closely to the alpha, feeling somewhat fragile.

Xu Jiale held his face with both hands, his gaze, focused like he was examining a precious treasure.

Fu Xiaoyu lowered his eyes, and with a soft “Mm” from his nose, he couldn’t help but let out a soft moan when he was stared at by Xu Jiale.

It was a bit embarrassing.

With a smile in his eyes, Xu Jiale seemed to have found a strange switch as he suddenly touched Fu Xiaoyu’s bare ass.

“Ah…” Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but gasp, burying his head in the crook of Xu Jiale’s neck and letting out a light cry.

“Fu Xiaoyu,” Xu Jiale bit his earlobe, “You seem to be good at making pleasurable sounds now.”

Fu Xiaoyu’s ears felt a bit warm, and he was silent for a moment. Then, he couldn’t help but look up at Xu Jiale. “Really?”

Xu Jiale couldn’t help but laugh.

This was the diligent student Fu Xiaoyu, who could never resist the temptation of praise.

“Yes,” he said, trying to suppress his laughter, and then he wickedly touched Fu Xiaoyu’s ass again. He wanted to hear Fu Xiaoyu moan while hiding in his shoulder.

But this time, instead of making a sound, Fu Xiaoyu suddenly turned over and agilely bit his nipple.

“Ah—! Fu Xiaoyu!” Xu Jiale let out a roar this time, an angry one.

Fu Xiaoyu bit him and then immediately let go as if nothing had happened. He retracted his teeth quickly, as if he had never bitten at all.

But his mood seemed to improve, and he wasn’t as quiet as he was earlier; he was rather happy. “Xu Jiale, am I… pretty good at this?”

“What is it you’re good at?” Xu Jiale was still indignant. “The talent for biting?”

“I mean…” Fu Xiaoyu didn’t follow this topic and leaned closer, whispering, “The talent for moaning.”

“Come on—”

Before the sentence was even finished, Xu Jiale had quickly turned over and picked up Fu Xiaoyu from the floor, carrying him to the bedroom. “Baby, Let’s go to bed.”

Fu Xiaoyu was still immersed in the joy of hearing the word “baby,” and he grabbed Xu Jiale’s arm. The two of them couldn’t bear to part and hugged for a while on the bed. It was only after a while that Xu Jiale said in a low voice in Fu Xiaoyu’s ear, “Xiaoyu, rest for a while, I’ll take your car back to feed the cat and clean the litter box. I’ll also buy some food on the way back.”

Uloft and Junya were both in the northern part of the city, and adding in a Lamborghini, the supercar, it probably wouldn’t take more than half an hour for a round trip.

“Alright.” Fu Xiaoyu nodded, but he couldn’t help feeling a little reluctant.

Xu Jiale’s previous clothes were soaked and couldn’t be worn so he found a slightly loose tee from Fu Xiaoyu’s closet, put it on, took the car keys, and was about to leave.

After walking a few steps, he thought and then went back to the wardrobe with a large bag. First, he put Fu Xiaoyu’s wrinkled silk shirt, which he had torn, into the bag, and then he quickly rolled up the soft fur carpet on the floor and stuffed it into the bag. He wasn’t sure if it needed dry cleaning, but he planned to take it back to his place to handle it for Fu Xiaoyu.

He actually felt conflicted. When they were in bed, he hadn’t thought about such stuff at all. However, as soon as it was over, he suddenly turned into an old housewife. He wanted to wash the bedsheets and the carpet. Thankfully, Fu Xiaoyu hadn’t had time to put on underwear before he pounced, or he’d have to take those back as well.

As there was a partition between the wardrobe and the master bedroom, Fu Xiaoyu didn’t see this series of actions. Xu Jiale quickly packed everything, breathed a sigh of relief, and rushed downstairs.

However, just as he reached the front door, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps from upstairs. He turned around and saw that Fu Xiaoyu had run to the staircase, chasing after him, shouting, “Xu Jiale! Wait!”

“Me too…” Fu Xiaoyu seemed to realize he had run out naked and his toes curled up a bit bashfully when he stood on the floor. But he immediately said seriously, “You should take me back too.”

Damn.

Xu Jiale felt like he had been hit by something unknown again. It was just such a commonplace sentence, but he stood there dumbfounded for a long time before he finally said, “Okay.”

Upon hearing his response, Fu Xiaoyu immediately dashed back. He changed into his clothes quickly. It took about three or four minutes, and he put on a hoodie and sweatpants before running downstairs.

“I’m ready!” He said excitedly, now that he was closer, he immediately noticed the corner of a soft fur carpet sticking out of the bag in Xu Jiale’s hand. “Hey… why did you take this too?”

Xu Jiale chose not to answer and simply took Fu Xiaoyu’s hand and walked out the door.

Fu Xiaoyu remained silent. However, when they reached the car, he suddenly turned around and gave Xu Jiale a sneak kiss on the cheek.

The rain had stopped at some point, and the air was filled with a fresh scent, like the earth had been turned over.

When Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu returned to Xu Jiale’s home, Xia’an seemed to have gone a little crazy due to being ignored all day. She dashed out from the living room and grabbed Xu Jiale’s leg, starting to drag him, her fluffy tail wagging all the way.

Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but chuckle. He and Xu Jiale had a strong understanding. Xu Jiale cleaned the litter box while he checked the cat’s food and water.

It was perhaps at the moment he realized this understanding that Fu Xiaoyu suddenly found that he truly loved Xu Jiale’s home from the bottom of his heart. Even though he had only lived here for a short time due to his waist injury, he seemed to have grown accustomed to staying here.

Xu Jiale’s home was so different from Junya’s. Junya’s home was austere and cold, every line had no excess. Even the kitchen was black and white, and when you walked in, even your appetite was lacking. On the other hand, Xu Jiale’s home always felt lively, with Xia’an, who liked to drag the mop around, a variety of cat toys scattered around, many plants on the balcony, and a fridge filled with delicious food.

Apart from not having a workspace exclusively his own, Fu Xiaoyu even felt that this place should be his home.

“What are you thinking?” Just as Fu Xiaoyu was daydreaming, Xu Jiale, who had just finished scooping the litter, hugged him from behind and asked in a low voice, “Tired?”

“Not tired,” Fu Xiaoyu immediately replied. On one hand, he did have good physical stamina, and on the other, he had a keen sense and guessed immediately that Xu Jiale was planning some activities for the night.

In that case, he definitely wouldn’t be tired.

“Let’s pack some food, and I’ll drive you to the pier to see the stars later, okay?” Xu Jiale said, and then he chuckled softly. “It may not have been a romantic sex, but we can make it romantic after sex, right?”

“Okay.” Fu Xiaoyu suddenly became excited, but then he said, a bit shyly, “Xu Jiale, I’ll take a quick shower first.”

Although Xu Jiale had cleaned him briefly after the deed, he still felt that something remained inside, which was uncomfortable.

After saying that, Fu Xiaoyu turned and hurried into the bathroom. He took a quick shower, not even getting his hair wet.

When he walked out, he was wrapped in a towel. Initially, he intended to put on his own clothes, but after some thought, he suddenly ran into Xu Jiale’s bedroom and opened the wardrobe, rummaging through it like a curious cat.

Fu Xiaoyu not only loved Xu Jiale’s home, but during his time living here, he also loved wearing Xu Jiale’s clothes.

He liked the fresh scent of Xu Jiale’s detergent, the comfortable fabrics Xu Jiale bought, and the somewhat loose, old-fashioned cotton pajamas he would wear. On top of that, there were the boxers, referred to as “grandma panties,” which he often wore when he went to the convenience store.

However, after going back to his own place to get some clothes, he seemed to have lost this joy. Nevertheless, he thought that tonight, going to see the stars with Xu Jiale, he wanted to be in a sexy and playful mood.

A few minutes later, Xu Jiale had just come in, intending to change out of the clothes he had tightened on himself, but he was stunned at the doorway.

Fu Xiaoyu, who usually could win the title of the best OOTD almost every day, was wearing his navy-blue tee. He was wearing a skull-shaped necklace by McQueen around his neck, and his lower body was even more outrageous – he had on a pair of beach shorts with a kaleidoscope of colors, the kind he would often wear when he went to the convenience store to buy cigarettes.

Xu Jiale was left speechless.

Fu Xiaoyu, who saw him, was a little shy for a moment, but he immediately looked at him with anticipation.

“…”

Did he want him to comment on it?

Xu Jiale suddenly felt like he wanted to smoke a cigarette in frustration.

Damn, where was the Fu Xiaoyu who would pull off a variety of styles and could easily make it onto the cover of a fashion magazine?