CFL 34

The night was cool, and the room was warm, but it couldn’t dispel the chill that surrounded Wen Ci. A large palm covered his mouth and nose, and he was held in Jiang Yufeng’s arms, a position not much different from being kidnapped.

Especially when… Wen Ci looked at him with tearful, large eyes: “You know?”

Jiang Yufeng smiled, “Can’t I know?”

Wen Ci: “……”

Wen Ci struggled, shifting his head forward, only to be pulled back by Jiang Yufeng. The force of that pull was very controlling, and when Wen Ci returned to Jiang Yufeng’s embrace, he felt as if he had been tightened.

“Don’t move around. Your foot hasn’t healed yet. You’re going to add new injuries.”

Wen Ci’s breathing came in gasps, tears slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes. He was almost being suffocated by Jiang Yufeng, feeling his lungs tense up, unable to breathe smoothly, to the point that a thin layer of saliva began to form at the corners of his mouth.

Wen Ci kicked him with his other uninjured leg, but the force was insufficient, like a tickle. Jiang Yufeng narrowed his eyes, looking at him with a contemplative expression, “Why did you run?”

Wen Ci spoke in a muffled voice, crying and nodding his head while shaking it at the same time. Jiang Yufeng released his grip, his palm now damp and sticky.

Wen Ci took deep, gasping breaths, feeling a bit dizzy, as if he was in a state suitable for being taken advantage of.

Wen Ci’s tongue was going numb, “You’re a lunatic…”

As soon as he finished speaking, a finger was inserted into his mouth. Jiang Yufeng pulled on his tongue, stretching it out: “Cursing me?”

Wen Ci looked at him pitifully, saying the harshest words with the most timid expression: “I’ll curse you if I want to…”

In Jiang Yufeng’s eyes, he was no different from a cute, fierce little kitten. He smiled and inserted his finger into Wen Ci’s mouth, stirring him up in a mess.

He could feel the softness of his finger being enveloped, and the sharp teeth nibbling on it. The more Wen Ci resisted, the gentler Jiang Yufeng’s movements became.

Wen Ci grabbed his wrist, pulling down with all his might, his expression pleading: “Don’t…”

His originally round, grape-like eyes now looked scattered, unable to focus. He subconsciously began to use his tongue to push against his finger, the saliva he kept secreting not having time to swallow, wetting the tip of his finger.

Due to the intense emotions, his heart was beating very fast, and with his breathing becoming more and more labored, Wen Ci no longer had the strength to kick or pull at his wrist. He could only weakly hold on, sweating all over, too exhausted to put up any resistance.

Jiang Yufeng looked at his obedient face and praised with great satisfaction, “So good…”

Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes and coaxed him, “I won’t move. Be good.”

The feeling of having his tongue pulled was really unbearable. Wen Ci obediently bit his finger, his eyes looking at him with a watery gaze.

But upon closer inspection, there were small flames of indignation burning within.

Jiang Yufeng took his finger out, and Wen Ci immediately wrapped himself in the blanket.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m angry!” Wen Ci only exposed his eyes, staring at him warily. If it weren’t for his leg and foot being inconvenient, he would have jumped off the bed and run.

Jiang Yufeng watched as he wrapped himself tightly, looking like a pouting, fluffy ball, soft and inviting to be held and cuddled.

His mouth was very wet, his lips very soft, everything about him was appealing.

His mouth was too small, his teeth easily clashing with each other, and he might even bite himself. Perhaps he would be better off being held in his arms, placed on the washbasin, slowly losing focus and consciousness, clinging only to him…

Wen Ci’s porcelain-white skin clearly showed the blue veins on his neck, thin and long, perfect for leaving marks.

His face was small but plump, soft and delicious.

Jiang Yufeng’s gaze was like a nocturnal beast lurking in the dark, hunting, with a dimness in his eyes like the night sky.

Wen Ci even covered his eyes, leaving only a few strands of soft hair outside.

“Wen Ci, are you sleepy now?”

Wen Ci opened his eyes in the blanket. After going through that kind of thing, how could he possibly sleep? He was afraid he would be raped in his dreams!

“Not sleepy.” His voice came muffled from inside the blanket.

“Come on, let’s chat for a while.”

Wen Ci hesitantly revealed his eyes, curiously probing Jiang Yufeng’s expression, which seemed much calmer now. He hesitantly sat up on the bed.

The blanket loosely draped over his shoulder, his hair disheveled, his lips red and moist from the friction.

Before Jiang Yufeng could speak, Wen Ci looked down at his hand resting on his knee, strong and veiny, the one that had just made him dizzy with a single finger.

Wen Ci meekly said, “I’m sorry.”

Jiang Yufeng’s eyes were pitch black, fixed on him, “Not everything can be settled with an apology.”

Wen Ci calmed down, “Deleting and blocking was my fault, but I’ve also returned the money. I’ve shown you everything. I’m the one who’s suffered a loss. And do we even have feelings?”

The last question was asked sincerely.

Not too naive.

That was the first thought that came to Jiang Yufeng’s mind.

“We don’t have feelings? Your goal wasn’t to seduce me.”

Wen Ci hesitated, “I was trying to seduce the senior.”

“I am the senior.”

“We’re in the same year.”

“I’m a year older than you.”

“…” Is that how the term “senior” is used?

Wen Ci gave up: “Well, it didn’t work. It died halfway. Can’t you just pretend nothing happened?”

Wen Ci tried to flatter him, smiling with a charming expression: “We can be good friends, good roommates, good classmates.”

Jiang Yufeng pinched Wen Ci’s chin, looking at him from side to side, “Why?”

“…”

“Do you not like me?”

Wen Ci actually didn’t dislike him. It was just… before he didn’t know Jiang Yufeng, he was just another person with good looks and a great body, one of the countless admirers.

But after getting to know him, it seemed a bit different from what he had imagined.

It’s like being a fan of a celebrity. Celebrities are human, but the halo effect given by fans turns them into a deity. However, when the distance closes and you enter the center of that halo, you realize they are just ordinary people, and it can easily shatter the illusion.

Jiang Yufeng felt like a madman among psychopaths.

There was a sense of being killed by him, and with that, how could Wen Ci dare… He just wanted to be in a relationship, to be intimate in love, not to die…

Wen Ci: “I’m still not used to it. Real people have an impact. I’m more suited to two-dimensional characters.”

He didn’t say he liked or disliked him.

“Okay.”

Okay what?

Jiang Yufeng’s V-neck pajamas easily revealed his deep collarbones, shimmering with a subtle luster. He tapped his fingers on his knee a few times, seemingly in contemplation. Through his efficient and strong figure, one could almost see the calm madness beneath.

Wen Ci felt like he was being wrapped by a cold, venomous snake.

“We can fill in the blanks in our relationship from other aspects.”

What?

Wen Ci was confused again.

“Haven’t you read novels? Love after marriage, love after doing it. Which one do you prefer?”

“……Do I have to choose?”

“We can try both.” Jiang Yufeng’s face showed no extra expression, as if stating a fact.

Wen Ci still didn’t understand. He felt a bit slow: “Can I not try either?”

“You’re not very obedient.”

When Jiang Yufeng said this, his eyebrows were furrowed. He reached out and touched Wen Ci’s slender, delicate fingers, slowly inserting them into the gaps, interlocking their fingers.

“And you’re not very well-behaved.”

Jiang Yufeng’s towering figure covered down, his shadow approaching and completely enveloping Wen Ci.

“I need to teach you properly.”

Before Wen Ci could ask what to teach, the next second was replaced by a scream. He was held in Jiang Yufeng’s arms, and he knew his foot was placed in a safe position.

Wen Ci felt like a duckweed, fearing a fall and having to hold onto Jiang Yufeng’s shoulders to sit firmly.

After stabilizing, he realized he was sitting on Jiang Yufeng’s thigh.

He wanted to struggle and twist to get away.

Touched something—dared not move.

Moved again—would be poked to death.

Gave up struggling, gave up twisting, his body rigid and stiff like a corpse three days dead.

Wen Ci: Save me, save me, save me, save me, save me, save me, save me!!!

Jiang Yufeng asked, “Do you know about pufferfish?”

Wen Ci: “……I know, they’re poisonous, but they can be eaten if cleaned properly. I’ve never had one.”

“You’re quite similar to them.” Jiang Yufeng looked at him, Wen Ci’s puffed-up appearance was no different from a pufferfish.

Wen Ci said seriously, “I’m not poisonous.”

Jiang Yufeng lifted Wen Ci’s arm, then sat him back down, this time in a more comfortable position.

Wen Ci shifted his bottom.

“Do you know about hens incubating eggs?”

Wen Ci was about to go mad, thinking he was not just a pervert: “So I just sit like this, and you’re fine? Shouldn’t you go to the bathroom?”

“Give it a try.” Jiang Yufeng slightly raised his eyes to scrutinize him, his large hand gripping Wen Ci’s narrow waist, the strength in his arm was astonishing, with a dangerous undertone, “Be obedient.”

Wen Ci pursed his lips slightly, “Then hurry up.”

“Mm…”

Even so, Wen Ci still felt his waist tightly held, unable to move. Jiang Yufeng’s hand was like reinforced concrete, hard and unyielding.

After a few minutes, Jiang Yufeng frowned slightly, “Why aren’t you moving?”

“…………”

Brother, you’re holding me so tight, how can I move!

“I heard you mention before that you used to learn dancing.”

Wen Ci was taken aback, vaguely remembering mentioning it to his senior: “A little bit.”

It was because Xin Jingqi didn’t have time to take care of him back then, so he was sent to the children’s palace. He didn’t even learn the basics, just some basic posture training.

“Did you learn the technique of using your waist and hips to generate power?”

“……”

The atmosphere suddenly became very delicate. Wen Ci wanted to scream in despair. He really couldn’t keep up with the pervert’s train of thought. How could he possibly follow?

“Didn’t learn?” Jiang Yufeng’s hand gradually moved up, stopping at the indented part of his waist, “I can help you regain your memory.”

Jiang Yufeng’s hand pinched his waist and slowly moved it. Wen Ci tried to pry his hand off, but it was as hard as stone, unmoving!

Whether in strength or in physique, the other party had the upper hand.

Wen Ci struggled again, and a lot of sweat burst out. His entire back was damp. The consequence of Wen Ci’s anger was severe: “Don’t mess with me, or I’ll bite you to death!”

Jiang Yufeng: “Oh.”

Jiang Yufeng leaned in a bit, his aggressive features as if licking Wen Ci’s face: “Bite harder.”

Wen Ci wanted to cry again. He actually really wanted to be angry, but when his emotions got intense, damn it, his tears wouldn’t listen to him and kept falling uncontrollably.

Wen Ci pinched his palm to stop the tears from falling.

“I… my foot hurts.” Wen Ci’s voice was slightly tearful.

Jiang Yufeng frowned slightly, “Hm?”

Wen Ci repeated in a low voice, “My foot hurts, my calf is about to cramp.”

Jiang Yufeng looked at Wen Ci closely, a tear slowly forming at the corner of his eye, on the verge of falling.

The room fell into a sudden silence, so quiet that a pin dropping could be heard, with only their breathing sounds ebbing and flowing, attracting each other.

The next second, the desire receded. Jiang Yufeng licked away that tear and closed his eyes: “I’ll let you go for now.”

Wen Ci didn’t dare to breathe heavily: “……”

He placed Wen Ci on the bed, carefully checked the ankle area to make sure there were no issues, then went to the bathroom to wipe Wen Ci’s face with a warm towel, cleaning away the tear stains and covering him with a blanket: “Sleep.”

Wen Ci clutched the blanket, slowly covered his head, and mumbled, “Goodnight.”

Jiang Yufeng didn’t rush to the bathroom. Instead, he dragged a chair to sit by the bed, watching Wen Ci’s breathing movements.

He was easily startled, and his emotions could easily lead to exhaustion. The lump in the quilt rose and fell with his slight breathing.

Jiang Yufeng reached out and pulled the blanket off. The heat made Wen Ci’s cheeks rosy and shiny. He turned his head and shifted to a more comfortable position.

Jiang Yufeng’s long eyelashes trembled. He stood up and walked out of the bedroom to take a cold shower in the bathroom.

The body’s stuffy sweat was washed away, the water droplets from the showerhead slowly flowing down his forehead, eyelashes, high nose bridge, and cool lips.

The Adam’s apple was also gently caressed. Jiang Yufeng tilted his head back and slightly rubbed it with his fingertips for a moment. He combed his hair all up and turned off the showerhead with a click.

Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes and walked to the mirror. The mirror surface, fogged up with water vapor, vaguely revealed a perfect body. Wearing clothes was mostly a feeling of restriction.

Jiang Yufeng enjoyed this moment of laziness and relaxation. He wiped away the water vapor on the mirror, leaving only an irregular clear area.

Jiang Yufeng stared at the clear area and tilted his head slightly. The cold water had already evaporated on his body, making it cold and rigid.

The breath had to be light and calm down. Jiang Yufeng turned on the tap and splashed water on the mirror. The image immediately became flowing and distorted, and even his own reflection became irregular.

Jiang Yufeng thought for a moment and still decided to put on clothes and lie down, so as not to make Wen Ci drool when he woke up.

The next day, Wen Ci was awakened by the urge to urinate. His foot had long been able to touch the ground, but he still maintained the habit of limping, so the movement was not small. When Wen Ci finished and went in, he found Jiang Yufeng stretching his shoulder muscles.

At that moment, the memories of last night came flooding back. Jiang Yufeng was very calm, showing no signs of the madness from last night: “It seems you still remember.”

Wen Ci sat on the edge of the bed with a stiff upper lip: “You don’t care anymore, do you?”

“You’re already here, what’s there to care about?”

Wen Ci pursed his lips and commented: “You were a bit crazy last night. Is this a common occurrence?”

“Frequently.”

“……”

Wen Ci silently stood up, keeping a distance from the bed, “Then I should probably go back to the dormitory early. I feel like my foot is already healed.”

Jiang Yufeng smiled: “I won’t go crazy on you, don’t worry.”

Wen Ci almost snapped, his eyes bulging. You were crazy on me last night, and you even licked me in a very perverted way… No way.

Wen Ci felt this was not what he had imagined. Was Lu Xuesong deceiving me? He said it would be very enjoyable.

Wen Ci pondered for a moment and realized it was not quite right. It depends on who the person is. Tao Peng is quite normal…

So it turns out that Jiang Yufeng is just the one with a crazy mind. Wen Ci looked at him warily: “Actually, we never confirmed any relationship online.”

“Yes.”

“Then we can only be considered as ambiguous objects.”

“Yes.”

“This ambiguous relationship is terminated now.”

“No.”

“?”

Jiang Yufeng looked at him: “It continues. I don’t mind continuing the ambiguity after establishing a lover’s relationship.”

Wen Ci: “……”

Didn’t understand.

But Wen Ci did catch a little bit. Jiang Yufeng seemed to be willing to continue developing with him, right?

“Do you know that many people on the forum are licking you?”

Jiang Yufeng asked with interest: “How do they lick?”

Wen Ci couldn’t say it. Those words were too shameful. Anyway, with Jiang Yufeng standing there, there would be a crowd of people begging him to do it, willing to do whatever they were told.

“Then let’s maintain a relationship for now.” Wen Ci had made up his mind. He was attracted to Jiang Yufeng’s looks and physique, and he wanted to take advantage of it for himself.

He thought he should give him a chance to get to know what kind of person Jiang Yufeng was. In case they break up in the future, it would be easier to negotiate.

Wen Ci was very afraid of encountering those difficult people after a breakup, who would chase you to your home and threaten suicide when you mention breaking up. Wen Ci had seen too many of them.

Jiang Yufeng seemed to have this potential. In just a few seconds, Wen Ci regretted saying that sentence. But Jiang Yufeng had already agreed: “Okay.”

Wen Ci: “Then, three rules?”

“You’re like a playboy.”

“……No.” Wen Ci denied it, but after a few seconds, “Maybe a little.”

“Hmm, you abandoned me, and now you plan to toy with me, while thinking about breaking up with me.”

“………………”

Wen Ci panicked: “No, no, then let’s be together……”

Wen Ci buried his head in the blanket, arching his buttocks and saying: “But I can’t do it yet.”

Jiang Yufeng was no different from a stranger to Wen Ci, except that they were classmates.

Jiang Yufeng said: “I’ve never been in a relationship.”

Wen Ci looked up: “……”

“So many people pursue you, and you don’t like any of them? Then how could you like me? I don’t quite believe that.” Wen Ci was very self-aware. He was a useless idiot, a good-for-nothing bookworm who was good at nothing but his grades and his body, and didn’t even know how to cook, just knew how to spend money.

This was the evaluation of a classmate from high school. At first, Wen Ci wanted to argue, but then he thought about it and found a point to defend himself, because it was all quite true.

Jiang Yufeng was unusually silent for a few seconds, “Some things are hard to say.”

Jiang Yufeng said: “Forget it, let’s take it slow. You still have a lot to learn.”

After saying that, Jiang Yufeng smiled.

Wen Ci: “……”

He was quite shocked. Jiang Yufeng was actually so easy to negotiate with.

“Do you have no other requirements?”

“Yes.”

“I’d like to hear them.”

“I need a good morning kiss, a noon kiss, and a goodnight kiss every day. My desire is quite strong. I need to do it at least eight times a week, otherwise I’ll be very uncomfortable. I also have a strong control desire. I hope you can be obedient. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee what I’ll do, but don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. What do you think?”

Wen Ci was shattered: “……I don’t think so.”

Wen Ci was about to explode: “Are you serious? I can’t do that……”

“It’s okay, I can teach you slowly.” Jiang Yufeng presented an image of a very patient teacher, not feeling at all that what he said was perverted.

Wen Ci weakly said: “My learning ability is not very good.”

“You can learn it several times. It’s a good thing. Go wash up first. I’m going out to buy groceries today. Tell me what you want to eat after you finish washing up.”

“……”

Jiang Yufeng took the initiative to end the topic, and Wen Ci didn’t know what to say.

Jiang Yufeng had a natural advantage, so why would Wen Ci torment himself by actively getting close? Last night, he pinched his waist, and this morning when he went to the bathroom, there were already marks.

After they finished washing up, Wen Ci used mouthwash again to make sure there was no bad smell, and then he breathed on Jiang Yufeng: “You pinched me last night, and there are marks.”

“Where.” Jiang Yufeng lowered his eyes.

“Waist.”

“Sorry.”

“……It’s okay.”

“Thank you.”

“……” Wen Ci turned around and went to the kitchen to get some water.

Breakfast was the leftover toast from Jiang Yufeng, with milk, just another casual meal.

The two of them ate face to face. It was winter, and the room was warm. A sliver of sunlight spread in through the window, with tiny particles floating in the air, giving off a sense of tranquility.

Wen Ci finally calmed down and couldn’t help but ask: “Is your desire very strong?”

“Isn’t yours?”

Wen Ci didn’t know whether he was strong or not. He just wanted to try. He enjoyed a more comfortable way, except for perverts and madmen.

In fact, Jiang Yufeng had already been excluded by Wen Ci, but he was really obsessed with his looks and physique… It would be a pity to give up just like that.

If he could have a relationship with Jiang Yufeng, it would feel like something worth mentioning in a resume.

This world is quite absurd.

Wen Ci pondered: “I’m average.”

“How average? Do you get wet when watching porn?”

“……You, you, you.” Wen Ci gave up, “I’ve never seen any.”

He had hardly watched any xx platform, thinking it was quite embarrassing.

Jiang Yufeng let out a cold sneer, “I’ll take you next time.”

“Okay.”

After finishing eating, Jiang Yufeng placed the plate in the sink. There was too little to bother with the dishwasher, so he quickly washed it by hand.

After washing and drying his hands, Jiang Yufeng rolled up the cuffs of his dark purple sweater. This color was special, and not everyone could pull it off, but on Jiang Yufeng, it looked quite dignified: “Take a few steps and see.”

Wen Ci was still limping.

“Does your foot hurt a lot?”

Wen Ci didn’t know why he completely dared not put his foot down with force, “It doesn’t hurt.”

“You’re having a psychological effect. Overcome it.” Jiang Yufeng had just finished speaking when the doorbell rang. It was Yun Anhe.

His school was a thirty-minute drive away, not too far and not too near. He would come to hang out and have a few drinks with Jiang Yufeng on Sundays when he was free.

Zhao Shuran said it was to prevent Jiang Yufeng from being lonely here, but actually, there was also an intention to have Yun Anhe take care of him.

“We need to have hot pot in the winter. I brought tripe and shrimp paste. Shall we cook it tonight?”

As soon as Yun Anhe finished speaking, he noticed there was someone else in the house, familiar but he couldn’t quite place it.

“Who is he?”

Jiang Yufeng introduced Wen Ci first: “My childhood friend, Yun Anhe, studying at University B.”

Wen Ci nodded dully.

Jiang Yufeng looked at Yun Anhe: “Wen Ci, my ambiguous partner.”

Yun Anhe: “……”

What kind of partner is that? Is there such an introduction these days?