GBROTAH CH78

Thud—

In the unlit room, a muffled thud of something heavy hitting the floor suddenly sounded.

Xie Yuanxing sat up, pulling his collar together. A sliver of moonlight illuminated the black tear mole under his eye, like a black butterfly dancing in the silvery moonlight.

His expression was cold. The icy look intertwined with the blackness, creating a decadent sense of desire.

Xie Yuanxing: “What are you doing?”

The person who had been kicked off the bed showed no anger on his face. He was tall, with broad shoulders and long legs. As he sat on the floor looking up at the person on the bed, his gaze wasn’t one of looking up, but rather carried a disquieting sense of invasion.

Shen Bianye: “I’m taking my reward.”

“You promised me, Xie Yuanxing.”

Xie Yuanxing had deliberately pretended to be asleep, trying to escape this.

Shen Bianye knew.

But he pretended not to know. “You were asleep, so I had to take it myself.”

Xie Yuanxing gritted his teeth: “Where did I say?”

Shen Bianye: “The collarbone.”

Xie Yuanxing’s expression was cold: “Then where did you kiss?”

Shen Bianye said calmly: “The collarbone.”

In a suffocating silence in the room, his expression showed a hint of ‘sudden realization,’ his tone surprised. “Wasn’t it the collarbone?”

He let out a light laugh, offering a careless apology: “Sorry, the room was too dark. I couldn’t see clearly.”

Xie Yuanxing was speechless.

A likely story.

And yet, he couldn’t really press the issue on this sentence.

What if Shen Bianye gave him a detailed explanation of the texture when he licked and bit…

Shen Bianye would dare to say it, but Xie Yuanxing wouldn’t dare to listen.

In their romantic confrontations, he had never once gained the upper hand. He had originally thought that with Shen Bianye’s amnesia, he was mentally still just a sophomore.

With his own years of experience, he should have been able to get the better of Shen Bianye.

The result now…

Xie Yuanxing deflated, pulled the person on the floor up, and said sullenly, “Go to sleep!”

Shen Bianye went with Xie Yuanxing’s pull, hesitated for a second between leaving and lying down, then lay down next to him.

The person beside him let out a small yawn and leaned against him, like a small bird leaning on a branch, drawing a reassuring strength.

Shen Bianye’s body was pinned in place, maintaining this comfortable position for Xie Yuanxing until he fell asleep.

The night was as quiet as water. No sound came from outside the window, and the room was silent.

Only Shen Bianye’s heart pounded with questions.

He had amnesia. He couldn’t find any trace of the past four years in his mind. He couldn’t fathom what his self from those years was thinking.

Why get married?

Why, knowing full well he would die young, would he drag another person into marriage with him?

And that person was Xie Yuanxing.

Even if Xie Yuanxing wasn’t gloomy anymore and looked… quite good-looking, and his nipple tasted very tender, deadly tender, gripping it was like pinching soft tofu.

It tasted sweet, like milk.

Xie Yuanxing was so delicate, even if he wasn’t a princess he needed to be served. Maybe he even took milk baths.

Then…

If you suck and bite the nipple for a long time… will it lactate?

…

Shen Bianye’s face darkened as he closed his eyes. Damn, what the hell was he thinking?!

Shouldn’t the key question be, why did he marry Xie Yuanxing when he had long ago decided he would never marry?

Could it be that his pre-amnesia self… hid the truth?

Just for a taste of that nipple?

Although it was indeed very tender, but… damn it, what kind of scumbag was his self from those four years?

The image of Xie Yuanxing’s body, covered in a mix of purple and blue kiss marks, reappeared in Shen Bianye’s mind. The words “scam marriage, scam sex” floated in his heart.

At the same time, the emotion that arose in his heart was not disgust, but envy and jealousy.

The thought that since they were already married, he could also do it, even floated in Shen Bianye’s mind.

When he had wantonly kissed his way down from the collarbone and taken that deadly tender point into his mouth, Shen Bianye couldn’t say he didn’t have a bit of that thought egging him on.

Damn, he was a scumbag too.

Those obscure, intimate, and dark thoughts were slowly suppressed by Shen Bianye, sinking, sinking to the darkest depths of his heart.

…

The next morning when Xie Yuanxing woke up, the spot beside him on the pillow was already empty. His eyes were sleepy as he slowly lifted the covers and got up.

Walking out into the living room, he saw Shen Bianye sitting at the dining table, on which were placed small steamed buns, a saucer of sweet vinegar, and a glass of soy milk.

Xie Yuanxing brushed his teeth and washed his face. Just as he sat down at the table, he heard Shen Bianye say, “Let’s get a divorce.”

“To me, you’re just an unlikable roommate.”

“I don’t know what methods you used to make me marry you, but even with amnesia, I know that I could absolutely never like you.”

His tone was contemptuous. “Impossible to like a Beta.”

Shen Bianye’s pride prevented him from mentioning that he would die young. Calculating the time, there probably weren’t many years left.

This farce was created by his past self. Now that he had discovered it, he should end it now.

Xie Yuanxing blinked, his gaze shifting to the clock on the wall.

He stood up, walked past the dining table to Shen Bianye, and undid the first button of his pajamas.

Shen Bianye’s eyes were cold, but he gritted his teeth in secret.

The same trick.

If Xie Yuanxing asked him again if he wanted to kiss, he absolutely would not say yes.

He wasn’t interested in leaving a hickey either. It wouldn’t matter what Xie Yuanxing said.

Xie Yuanxing undid the buttons one by one, but didn’t finish, stopping halfway.

He reached out, picked up the soy milk on the table, and poured it down from his collarbone.

The milky white liquid licked over his fair skin. His fingertip, dipped in a bit of soy milk, roamed inside his half-open shirt, twisting the nipple that was slightly hidden beneath the fabric.

Shen Bianye’s breathing suddenly became heavy. Xie Yuanxing glanced at the clock on the wall. Exactly one minute had passed.

His gaze fell on the particularly energetic spot on Shen Bianye’s body. “Impossible to like a Beta?”

Xie Yuanxing’s ears, hidden in his black hair, were hot and red, but his expression was cold and calm. After all, they had been married for two years. No matter how shy he was, he knew what to do.

Shen Bianye’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He said hoarsely, “I’m an adult Alpha. It has nothing to do with liking someone. It’s just a physiological reaction.”

Only he knew how false that sentence was. He wouldn’t have the slightest interest in someone he didn’t like.

Xie Yuanxing wiped all the soy milk from his fingertip onto Shen Bianye’s lips. “Want to lick it?”

“Not just on my hand, but on my body too.”

His expression was calm, the black tear mole swaying before Shen Bianye’s eyes. “As long as you say you want to, you can have it right now.”

Shen Bianye’s eyes suddenly darkened, becoming deep and black as he stared intently at Xie Yuanxing.

His gaze moved down, tracing over the body drenched in milky soy milk. In the half-open shirt, the pink nipple stained with white was faintly visible.

Shen Bianye’s Adam’s apple moved up and down as he swallowed. His gaze was fixed on Xie Yuanxing’s body, obsessed, sticky, as if he wanted to devour him.

“Baby.”

He spoke hoarsely, struggling to close his eyes. “Stop seducing me.”

“I fucking want you like crazy.”

The corners of Xie Yuanxing’s lips curled up slightly. He asked softly, “Then do you like me?”

Shen Bianye’s eyes showed a moment of struggle. After a minute of silence, he threw caution to the wind and said, “I do.”

“I like baby. I want to kiss baby.”

“Baby can smell my pheromones, but you hate the scent.”

“It’s so unfair, baby.”

“But I really like the scent on baby’s body. It’s so fragrant.”

Having said all that, Shen Bianye simply pulled Xie Yuanxing into his lap. With the thought of “one less kiss every time I kiss him,” he licked and kissed away that sweet soy milk.

A sense of defeat rose in Shen Bianye’s heart. He bit Xie Yuanxing’s collarbone lightly as if venting his frustration. “All you know is how to seduce me.”

“I wanted to divorce you for your own good, too.”

“Baby wouldn’t want to become a widow in a few years, right?”

Xie Yuanxing paused, suddenly remembering that since Shen Bianye had lost his memory, it seemed no one had told him that his illness had been cured long ago.

A flicker of guilt crossed Xie Yuanxing’s face. “Um… your illness was cured three years ago.”

The expression on Shen Bianye’s face froze. A moment later, it slowly turned to shock, astonishment, and disbelief. “Really?”

The person in his arms nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Shen Bianye’s expression was a mix of shock and joy, but his tone was indignant. “Baby?! You’re only telling me something so important now?!”

Xie Yuanxing’s guilt lasted only for that one moment. Now he was righteously indignant. “It’s only been a day since you lost your memory.”

“This isn’t my fault.”

He was like a peacock with its tail held high. Shen Bianye looked at him and kissed the corner of his lips fiercely. “I was up all night thinking about this.”

“If baby had told me earlier, I could have kissed my way down from your nipple.”

“Making baby abstain for a day, it’s my fault, baby.”

Xie Yuanxing’s lower back was actually still sore. He had a faint premonition of something bad. “Well… not really.”

“It’s neither of our faults, okay?”

The next second, Xie Yuanxing was lifted by the waist, his body suspended in the air, able to do nothing but cling tightly to Shen Bianye.

Shen Bianye licked his lips, his tone strange and excited. “No, baby.”

“This shouldn’t be baby’s fault. It can only be my fault.”

“I’ll make up for yesterday too, baby.”

Xie Yuanxing immediately sensed that things were not looking good. He said frantically, “Wait, don’t you have amnesia?”

“To you, I’m just a roommate you’ve known for three, no, four days.”

“A roommate!”

The person who had just gotten out of bed was pressed back onto it. Shen Bianye propped himself up with his hands, his tall body covering him, his eyes dark, desire burning hot. “Baby.”

“I don’t know if my pre-amnesia self ever told you.”

“If he did, then I’ll say it again.”

He spoke, his tone sticky and low, “The first day baby moved into the dorm, I felt that baby didn’t seem happy, and you never smiled at me.”

“So on the third day after baby moved in, I was thinking—”

“Since you won’t smile, then stripping you naked and making you cry from pleasure isn’t a bad idea either.”

Actually, it wasn’t that exaggerated, nor were the thoughts that overtly intimate, but now, at this moment, half-coaxing and half-tricking Xie Yuanxing into showing a dazed, shocked expression made Shen Bianye feel that a little exaggeration was fine.

Shen Bianye lowered his head and kissed through Xie Yuanxing’s slightly parted lips, a sigh resounding in his heart:

Baby is so cute.

Xie Yuanxing didn’t know this was an exaggeration. He believed it, believed it completely. His expression was dazed, feeling like his worldview was crumbling.

Although he already knew about the three-day mark.

But this overly intimate and lewd thought still shocked Xie Yuanxing.

But once he thought about it being Shen Bianye…

He felt it was actually quite normal.