TL: snaggletooth

After Qin Yiheng said “It’s so difficult”, it seemed to have stimulated Zhao Xin.

Zhao Xin sent more than ten messages in less than half a minute. Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, the whole room was full of WeChat notification sounds.

Zhao Xin: Take your time, gege
Zhao Xin: You’re just starting
Zhao Xin: And you’re just a newbie, you’re new to it
Zhao Xin: And one more thing, ge
Zhao Xin: I don’t know what you’re like in front of sao-zi
Zhao Xin: But you are too quiet in front of us
Zhao Xin: It gives people a feeling that you don’t like being close to them
Zhao Xin: You need to be gentler with sao-zi 
Zhao Xin: Don’t be so blunt
Zhao Xin: You should let sao-zi see that you treat him differently

Qin Yiheng leaned against the table with a glass of water in his hand and carefully looked at these messages Zhao Xin sent.

Just these few messages, yet he read for a long time.

He seems to be looking at the phone, but also like his thoughts have drifted far away.

A few minutes later, he drank the water in his hand and replied to Zhao Xin: Okay

Qin Yiheng: Thank you

There was a sound from the bathroom. Just when he looked up, he saw Chu Yi coming out.

Qin Yiheng turned off his phone, put it in his pocket, and turned to pour Chu Yi a glass of water.

“You can go wash now.” Chu Yi walked to Qin Yiheng’s side and took the water Qin Yiheng handed him.

Qin Yiheng touched Chu Yi’s hair and said, “You didn’t blow it fully dried again.”

Chu Yi chuckled, “When you’re done showering, it will be dry.”

Instead of going to wash immediately, Qin Yiheng stood beside Chu Yi and watched Chu Yi drink water.

Chu Yi raised his head, his Adam’s apple slid up and down as he drank water.

Qin Yiheng’s eyes also followed up and down.

Only after Chu Yi finished drinking half the glass and putting it down, did Qin Yiheng stop zoning out.

But he still didn’t go shower immediately. Instead, he stared at the tottering drops of water on Chu Yi’s lower lip.

Seeing that Chu Yi was about to open his mouth and lick that drop of water into his mouth, Qin Yiheng quickly reached out to hold Chu Yi’s head.

Before Chu Yi could move, Qin Yiheng licked that drop of water first.

But he felt that it wasn’t enough.

Soon, Chu Yi closed his eyes, and his hand that was hanging in the air was held. The water cup in his hand was also taken away.

The sound of the collision between the cup and the table was transmitted through the air. Then Chu Yi’s hand was held again.

Not only this one hand, Qin Yiheng also pressed him against the table, grabbed his other hand, and wrapped it behind him, making both of Chu Yi’s hands clasped together behind his own waist.

Chu Yi was bound by Qin Yiheng again. He felt loose and weak, unable to move.

Qin Yiheng’s empty hand pressed on Chu Yi’s head, caressing his hair bit by bit. Then he approached closer and kissed him aggressively.

Chu Yi couldn’t retreat any further, so he could only sit himself up on the table.

Qin Yiheng felt Chu Yi’s change in height, so he separated from Chu Yi and looked down. But not for long, he soon went back to kissing Chu Yi, even pushing him towards the table.

Qin Yiheng stood at the table. To make room for Qin Yiheng, Chu Yi could only present himself in an embarrassing posture.

Because he just drank water, Chu Yi’s lips and tongue were very moist, which was extremely tasty.

After Qin Yiheng tasted it several times, he was finally temporarily satisfied and gradually separated.

Chu Yi breathed heavily, probably because he assumed that Qin Yiheng was done, he slowly opened his eyes.

Those little fawn eyes, which weren’t smiling and were half-closed, were still very beautiful.

Having done it with Chu Yi many times, Qin Yiheng can quickly see through Chu Yi’s current state.

So he looked down.

Chu Yi was wearing a pair of sweatpants that weren’t very thick. Qin Yiheng’s eyes were shining, and where they aimed was very obvious.

Chu Yi could tell very quickly, then his ears turned red instantly, and even shrunk back a little.

Qin Yiheng laughed gently, held his waist, and didn’t let him move, “It’s all right, I’m the same.”

Chu Yi, “…”

Qin Yiheng’s consolation was very effective. Chu Yi blushed on the spot.

Qin Yiheng took back his sight, stared into Chu Yi’s eyes, and raised his chin to him, “Lift your head.”

Chu Yi lifted his head obediently. Then he saw Qin Yiheng lower his head and felt Qin Yiheng kiss his Adam’s apple ever so gently.

Then Qin Yiheng said in his ear, “Wait for me in bed.”

After Qin Yiheng left, Chu Yi’s legs were limp on the table for a long time.

Before, Chu Yi always complained that Qin Yiheng didn’t inform him or send him any romantic signals and only did it directly.

Now he knew he was wrong.

Qin Yiheng’s method of hinting in advance didn’t make him feel better at all. Instead, it made him even more nervous.

Chu Yi lay in bed obediently, like a concubine waiting to be chosen. Listening to the faint sound of water from the bathroom, he tried to breathe as smoothly as possible.

His whole body was burning and his fantasies ran wild.

His heart was beating heavily in regulation. Chu Yi looked at the ceiling expressionlessly, and unconsciously repeated many scenes in his mind that could not be shown.

And then, there was a place feeling more and more empty, wanting more and more for it to be filled.

The moment the bathroom door was opened, Chu Yi was so frightened that his whole body trembled.

Qin Yiheng was putting on slippers, and Chu Yi clung to the quilt and looked at him foolishly.

Two seconds later, Chu Yi felt that it didn’t feel right.

Although he was indeed being obedient as he waited for Qin Yiheng in bed.

But it’s not necessary to be this obedient, right?

He should at least do something.

His phone was in the pocket of his coat, so it was definitely too late now. Chu Yi quickly glanced at the bedside and grabbed a pamphlet there. He pretended to look at it, but threw his ears and the corner of his eyes at Qin Yiheng.

When Qin Yiheng came out, he brought out a nice fragrance and heat with him.

From the corner of Chu Yi’s eyes, he saw that Qin Yiheng didn’t come to bed immediately. Instead, he went to the place where they had just kissed, poured himself half a glass of water, and chugged it.

Chu Yi immediately took back his attention and carefully read the words in the pamphlet.

“Hungry?” Qin Yiheng came over and asked him.

Chu Yi looked up and said, “No.”

Qin Yiheng, “Not hungry but you’re looking at this?”

Only then did Chu Yi notice that he was holding the hotel menu in his hand.

Chu Yi, “…”

He could only close the pamphlet, “I’m bored, so I just randomly took a look.”

Qin Yiheng didn’t bother to get caught up in this. He waited for Chu Yi to put it away, then lifted the quilt and lay in.

The heating in the hotel was turned on, so even if they didn’t cover themselves with the quilt, nothing would have mattered and they would still be in great warmth. Before long, Qin Yiheng felt that it was in the way and simply kicked it away.

Facing each other, Qin Yiheng first took hold of Chu Yi’s hair.

Chu Yi knew what Qin Yiheng was doing, he said, “It’s dry.”

Qin Yiheng’s eyes softened and then moved his hand to Chu Yi’s earlobe.

Chu Yi assumed that Qin Yiheng didn’t plan to start immediately.

Last time he enjoyed the pillow talk before they did it, he thought Qin Yiheng probably also enjoyed it.

At this moment, Qin Yiheng was looking at him very seriously.

Chu Yi was stared at for such a long time, it made his Adam’s apple roll up and down once.

Qin Yiheng asked, “You swallowed saliva?”

Chu Yi blinked his eyes, “Mn.”

Chu Yi doesn’t know whether Qin Yiheng was copying him or something. Just after answering, Qin Yiheng’s Adam’s apple also rolled.

Then Qin Yiheng called softly, “Little husband.”

Chu Yi’s arms and legs felt weak immediately, and his whole body gradually became numb. He couldn’t help swallowing saliva again.

He answered, “Mn.”

“Cake.” Qin Yiheng said again, then thought about it and added a word, “Little cake.”

Chu Yi blinked and looked at Qin Yiheng, “What?”

Qin Yiheng stopped touching Chu Yi’s ears and began to touch Chu Yi’s eyebrows, “I can think of these two special nicknames for the time being.” Qin Yiheng met Chu Yi’s sight, softened his voice, and might as well be coaxing, “What do you like me to call you, Little husband? Little cake?”

Chu Yi turned both soft and hard from being wooed.

In Qin Yiheng’s question, the last syllable for both nicknames rose.

And when it rose, what did it hook up with it? It hooked up Chu Yi’s heart.

Chu Yi said, “Both are okay.”

Qin Yiheng shook his head and looked at him with disapproval, “What if you can only choose one?”

Chu Yi thought for a moment and asked, “Which one do you like?”

Qin Yiheng suddenly frowned, looking like it was hard to decide, “I like both.”

Chu Yi raised his hands and put it on Qin Yiheng’s shoulder, “Then can you call both?”

Chu Yi’s voice was very soft, as if he was being coquettish.

Qin Yiheng immediately agreed to it, “Okay.”

Chu Yi continued, “Then you try calling first.”

Qin Yiheng looked at the corners of Chu Yi’s curved eyes and his slightly opened lips, then called out quietly, “Little husband.”

Chu Yi was coquettish again, “And the other one.”

Qin Yiheng was very cooperative, “Little cake.”

Chu Yi’s hands that were on Qin Yiheng’s shoulder moved a little closer, but just when it was about to touch Qin Yiheng’s neck, Qin Yiheng suddenly turned his head to look at it.

Chu Yi didn’t dare to move anymore.

For this kind of thing, the amount of times Chu Yi took the initiative is almost never.

It was Qin Yiheng leading every time, and also Qin Yiheng who wanted to lead everything. All Chu Yi can do is cooperate, then be fiddled with, and lastly lay there paralyzed from tiredness.

With Chu Yi’s current mentality, things like putting arms over the other’s shoulder could already be called taking the initiative.

So he thought that Qin Yiheng’s glance was because he wasn’t used to it.

Subconsciously, Chu Yi gulped again, then carefully observed Qin Yiheng’s expression with his eyes open.

However, Qin Yiheng didn’t have any extra expressions, and he even quickly turned his head back to meet his eyes again.

Chu Yi gradually felt relieved, then put his hand there again.

He tested further and further, just like Qin Yiheng, he first put his hand on Qin Yiheng’s chin and then held Qin Yiheng’s face.

Qin Yiheng’s gaze gradually encouraged him, they seemed to be telling Chu Yi, “I’m very happy you’re doing this”.

So Chu Yi became bolder, he slowly moved his thumb and put it on the corner of Qin Yiheng’s mouth.

Qin Yiheng, who rarely got to enjoy Chu Yi’s initiative, became excited because of Chu Yi’s series of actions.

He moved his hand behind Chu Yi’s neck, gently squeezed it twice, and then whispered to Chu Yi, “Kiss me.”

Chu Yi put his hand on Qin Yiheng’s shoulder again, grabbed it, exerted some strength to pull himself up, and then very lightly and quickly kissed Qin Yiheng’s lips.

When he lay down again, he noticed that Qin Yiheng was squeezing his neck with a bit more force.

Qin Yiheng’s voice also changed.

“Not enough.” He said

Chu Yi got up again. This time he stayed for an extra second.

Qin Yiheng became a little heavy-headed because of Chu Yi’s initiative.

“Chu Yi.” he lowered his head, approached closer to Chu Yi, and called out again, “Baobao, do it again.”

This time, Qin Yiheng’s ‘baobao’ was called very naturally. It was as if it was normal for them.

Chu Yi no longer felt it was strange. At the moment, he only feels his heart beating harder, thump, thump, thump, thump.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

He accepted with pleasure, then obediently kissed him again.

Qin Yiheng didn’t let the kiss break this time. He held the back of Chu Yi’s head, chased Chu Yi’s lips, and kissed him back.

Chu Yi was also trying his best to respond.

Baobao.

He’s Qin Yiheng’s baobao.

He’s Qin Yiheng’s little husband.

He’s Qin Yiheng’s little cake.

He’s Qin Yiheng’s.

The atmosphere got hotter and hotter, and Chu Yi also grew hotter and hotter. He was getting closer and closer to Qin Yiheng’s shoulder, and also became more and more excited, more and more dazed.

After a long wet kiss, Chu Yi grabbed Qin Yiheng’s collar, his mind was already not very clear.

“Qin Yiheng, Qin-laoshi, Qin-laogong,” He called randomly, then asked Qin Yiheng, “What am I?”

With a very tacit understanding, Qin Yiheng said the answer he wanted, “My cake.”

Chu Yi raised his head and made a yearning voice, “Eat me.”