The unattainable beauty was driven to depravity and madness by a wicked seed.

Shen Qinghuai looked at Lu Sui's dark face and asked.

"Open your mouth," Lu Sui said in a hoarse voice.

As soon as Shen Qinghuai opened his mouth, he pulled the candy roll that had been pushed to the side of his mouth back, kissed Shen Qinghuai, and went in, muttering, "It's fucking awful."

The candy tastes awful.

Shen Qinghuai also found it hard to eat.

With his back to Shen Qinghuai, Lu Sui took a wet wipe to clean his mouth, threw it into the trash can, and then pulled himself down under the covers. The damp weather made his lower back ache, which was really agonizing. His lips, which had been kissed so deeply, turned back to light pink. Fine sweat dripped from his thin shoulders. He was very sleepy, but the pain kept him awake.

Lu Sui had a bad temper, no matter when. Shen Qinghuai gently rolled over to lie flat, his anger rising rapidly. "If you dare to move again, I'll kill you!"

Shen Qinghuai, "..."

He wanted to smash things, but he didn't have the strength. Fortunately, it wasn't the first time his back had ached from the rain, and he had gotten used to it after enduring it for a while. He could relieve the pain by taking small breaths and reducing the movement of his abdomen.

Lu Sui would not show weakness or say he was in pain to Shen Qinghuai. His pride was greater than anything else. He would only wait for others to take the initiative. He was also a man of few words and could not speak. This was probably because the response he received when he took the initiative and spoke in the past was completely contrary to his expectations.

But now, he's starting to take the initiative with Shen Qinghuai, but Shen Qinghuai always makes him angry.

The candy in Shen Qinghuai's mouth had melted. He pursed his lips, feeling helpless about his current situation. Being manipulated made him feel somewhat oppressed. How did he get involved with Lu Sui? How did he become Lu Sui's... boyfriend?

At 10:30, a bell rang outside the door, and then there was no response. It must have been the tile repairman.

Lu Sui was still asleep. Shen Qinghuai hesitated for a few seconds and didn't wake him. After about ten minutes, Shen Qinghuai whispered, "Lu Sui."

"Um……"

"The tile repairman is here."

Lu Sui lifted the blanket above his head and said, "Mmm."

Shen Qinghuai got off the bed, covered Lu Sui with the blanket, saw his feet sticking out, grabbed them and put them back in, and went to get socks from the drawer for him to wear.

Lu Sui struggled a couple of times, "I don't like wearing socks."

"Your feet are cold."

"I didn't put you on top!"

"..."

Shen Qinghuai was speechless, but his hands didn't stop. He put both socks on for him. "I'll go open the door."

He unplugged the charger, left the bedroom, and pushed open the door. His master was squatting on the floor playing on his phone. Shen Qinghuai said, "Sorry, I overslept."

The master quickly stood up, "It's alright, it's alright."

He carried the tiles and tools and followed Shen Qinghuai inside. He was very careful when prying the tiles, not daring to make any loud noise.

While waiting, Shen Qinghuai took the time to hang the clothes out of the washing machine, as well as the pillowcases, sheets, and clothes from Lu Sui's room. After the technician finished changing them, he poured hot water for the technician using a disposable airline cup, and the technician thanked him repeatedly.

—Three thousand yuan received via Alipay

The master smiled broadly, "Thank you, young master! You always give me so much... I feel so embarrassed."

After finishing his water, he couldn't bear to throw away such a nice cup, so he put it in his pocket and took it home.

Hearing the door close, Lu Sui got out of bed. He was wearing socks now, but he wasn't wearing shoes anymore. He walked to the living room table, poured himself some warm water, and went back to the bedroom to get slippers for Lu Sui. As soon as he put them on, Lu Sui put his arms around his neck and kissed him.

A bitter taste of medicine lingered in his mouth. Shen Qinghuai frowned slightly, his voice deep and husky, "What did you eat?"

"poison."

"..."

"A drug that can kill people."

"The dead don't need poison."

Lu Sui chuckled and pinched his cheek. "Shen Qinghuai, let's make a deal. If you stay with me for six months, I won't let you be my boyfriend anymore."

Shen Qinghuai seized on the key word, "Then what?"

"ban-."

Shen Qinghuai's expression suddenly changed. "Lu Sui, are you determined to play me?"

"Hmm." Lu Sui nodded, looking at Shen Qinghuai's increasingly cold eyes. He pressed his lower back against the table and pulled on Shen Qinghuai's collar, forcing him to move forward. He braced his hands on the table, trapping Lu Sui between his arms. The two were very close; if Lu Sui tilted his head back, he could kiss Shen Qinghuai's chin. But he stepped back a little and reached out to pat Shen Qinghuai's face, each pat harder than the last.

The voice carried a threat and a reminder, "Don't forget your grandmother is still in my hands."

"Your mother's noodle shop must have been getting a lot of trouble lately."

"And your childhood sweetheart, she's probably facing difficulties too. As for you...—"

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Qinghuai interrupted him, "Lu Sui, do you really have to be this despicable?"

"Me, despicable?" Lu Sui let out a soft, muffled chuckle, as if he had heard a joke. "That word is quite apt; I like it."

His smile faded, and as his gaze swept into Shen Qinghuai's collar, his hand slipped inside, gently pressing on the deep bite mark left from the previous night.

"You didn't watch the video carefully at all."

Lu Sui always speaks in half-truths, waiting for others to guess.

His collarbone was sore from being pressed. Shen Qinghuai grabbed Lu Sui's wrist to stop him from causing any more trouble and asked, "What did I do wrong?"

Lu Sui said coldly, "Find the reason yourself."

If you can't find it, keep going.

We'll continue tonight, tomorrow night, and the night after tomorrow.

Lu Sui shook off Shen Qinghuai's hand, grabbed her phone, went to the balcony, nestled in a recliner, and logged into various apps one by one.

Shen Qinghuai's phone rang—100,000 yuan had arrived in his Alipay account.

"Why are you transferring money to me?" he asked as he walked over to Lu Sui.

Lu casually replied, "Payment for prostitution."

"..."

"Didn't you say you didn't want to be my boyfriend?"

"Lu Sui, only people who like each other can be in a relationship," Shen Qinghuai said. "Forced relationships are never sweet."

Lu Sui sneered, "I don't care about cheap things like 'liking'. I don't care whether a forced melon is sweet or not. I just want to twist it off and watch it rot and decay into dirty mud."

Their eyes met, neither willing to give way.

"Your Majesty, your grandson is calling you... Your Majesty, your grandson is calling you..." Lu Sui's sudden phone ring broke the seemingly peaceful atmosphere.

Who the hell replaced this?

"Hey, are you even awake? I'm at a cake shop right now, want some egg tarts?"

"No, I won't eat it!"

"Okay, you can have it." Chen Jingmo hung up the phone and went into the cake shop to buy Lu Sui his favorite lemon egg tarts.

Lu Sui has a high tolerance for sour flavors. Besides lemon egg tarts, she also likes lime-flavored candy. She is always the most enthusiastic when taking digestive pills after meals.

"Boss, I'd like ten lemon egg tarts, one lemon mangosteen mousse cake, one, uh, one lychee mousse cake, and two strawberry mini cakes."

"If you won't be my boyfriend, then I'll keep using underhanded tactics to make your mother's noodle shop go out of business. I heard your school beauty and childhood sweetheart want to go abroad—"

"Lu Sui, we shouldn't involve others in our affairs."

"Who are the others?"

"Wen Chengyu," Shen Qinghuai said softly, his Adam's apple bobbing, "If I become your boyfriend, can you please leave them alone?"

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Upon review, Lu Sui was pained by the scar on his lower back.