GBROTAH CH59

By the time Shen Bianye switched back to his own account and found the accepted friend request, it was already evening.

He couldn’t find Xie Yuanxing in Dorm 603. The third roommate said uncertainly, “I think he went to hang clothes.”

“Speaking of which, all his clothes are designer brands. At first, I thought they were real, but then I saw him washing clothes so hard, and I wasn’t sure anymore.”

“If they’re fakes, Brother Shen, why didn’t you say something? Although it’s normal to have vanity, wearing a full set of fakes… ” He savored the thought, “It doesn’t look good in other people’s eyes.”

Shen Bianye’s eye twitched. He was a little helpless and amused. “No, they’re real. Don’t worry about it, and don’t tell him.”

“It’s not him being vain, it’s me.”

He wanted to see Baby wearing the clothes he gave him, enveloped by his things, wanted to see his little peacock adorned beautifully and exquisitely. If possible, he wanted to take care of everything for Xie Yuanxing.

He turned to the corner of the corridor where the drying racks were placed. There was no one else here at this moment. Shen Bianye was a little dazed when he saw Xie Yuanxing.

Xie Yuanxing was hanging clothes. The incandescent light above wasn’t bright, and the surroundings were dim. He stood under the light, his short hair dark, his skin porcelain white. His hands, soaked in water, clutched the cold clothes, his fingertips tender and red, his fingers fair. His legs, not covered by his shorts, were even more dazzlingly white.

Long, straight, slender, well-proportioned, long, and white.

Shen Bianye had never known before that he would be a leg-fetishist, never.

He slowly walked towards Xie Yuanxing. When he reached the corner entrance, he reached out and turned off the light switch on the wall.

This area, specifically for drying racks, instantly plunged into darkness. Only the moonlight from outside the corridor spilled in, but the momentary deprivation of sight still plunged Xie Yuanxing into pitch-black darkness where he couldn’t see his hand in front of his face.

He blinked blankly in the darkness, his expression slightly panicked, like a cat anticipating danger.

Until a tall figure in the darkness enveloped him.

All of Shen Bianye’s malicious thoughts were stirring at this moment, but he still stepped forward and whispered, “It’s me, baby.”

Xie Yuanxing blinked slowly. He couldn’t see anything just now because he had suddenly lost the light source, but now, after a few blinks, he had adapted to the faint moonlight.

This wasn’t the narrow, dim library staircase, nor was it a dark hotel room with closed curtains. This was a relatively enclosed space in the corridor where moonlight could stream in.

Xie Yuanxing saw his silhouette, and what fell on his ears was not the gentle voice transformed by a voice changer.

Subconsciously, Xie Yuanxing took a step back.

The slight movement drew a clear line. Shen Bianye’s eyes darkened, wanting to ignore this step back and continue forward, but he still stopped, gently calling Xie Yuanxing, “Baby.”

“Baby under the light looks so beautiful. Baby’s hands shouldn’t be used for these things.”

“They should be used to play the piano, to play around. Washing clothes shouldn’t be what baby does.”

He shouldn’t be burdened by life – Shen Bianye didn’t know where he had seen this phrase, and he thought it was pretentious, but at this moment, he genuinely felt that Xie Yuanxing was just like the person described by this phrase.

Xie Yuanxing’s eyelashes trembled, like the wings of a black butterfly. He lowered his gaze, pretending not to see the outline of the person in front of him under the moonlight.

Shen Bianye’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He couldn’t resist wanting to kiss Xie Yuanxing’s beautiful eyes.

He didn’t lean in rashly but reached out and covered Xie Yuanxing’s eyes. The latter didn’t dodge, and his thick, curly eyelashes brushed against Shen Bianye’s palm, causing a slight tickle.

Or perhaps, it was just an unbearable itch in his heart.

He could no longer resist, lowering his head to kiss Xie Yuanxing’s lips, his voice hoarse: “Baby, why are you so well-behaved, baby?”

“Everywhere is beautiful. A single light in the corridor can make baby look like you’re on a stage, so beautiful, baby.”

“And wearing such short shorts, you’re killing me, baby.”

As Shen Bianye spoke, he slowly squatted down, his large hand half-gripping Xie Yuanxing’s smooth, fair ankle, his thumb suggestively rubbing the small, protruding ankle bone, as if to alleviate some kind of yearning.

At some point, his voice became strange and sticky. He looked up at Xie Yuanxing from below, half of his face hidden in the darkness, only his eyes burning with obsession, “Can I kiss it, baby?”

It felt like…

He wasn’t talking about kissing his mouth.

Xie Yuanxing hesitated, unsure whether to agree.

“Hey, who turned off the light here?”

A voice came from not far away. The second before the light came on, soft shorts were lifted, and a burning kiss was left on the inner thigh near the groin.

A touch and then gone.

The light came on.

Xie Yuanxing’s pupils suddenly constricted, his heart instantly leaping to his throat, surprised, scared, and ashamed. He didn’t even dare to look down.

Shen Bianye stood up naturally, holding a piece of clothing that should have been in the basin at Xie Yuanxing’s feet.

The person who came recognized Shen Bianye and, seeing him there, asked with a confused look, “Brother Shen, hanging clothes? Why isn’t the light on?”

Shen Bianye: “I pressed it, but it didn’t respond. I thought it was broken.”

He naturally took the hanger from Xie Yuanxing’s hand, shook out the clothes, and hung them up. Xie Yuanxing shuffled in his slippers, head bowed, not like a mushroom, but like a trembling red tomato, hurrying away from the side.

He didn’t even bother with his own basin and hanger.

With every step, the inside of his thigh seemed to rub and burn. That momentary moist, warm sensation remained there like a brand, scorching the tender skin of his inner thigh.

Xie Yuanxing dared not return to his new dorm. He saw Shen Bianye’s dorm door ajar from a distance. Without thinking much, he quickly walked in.

“Then it must be working again. It lit up as soon as I turned it on,” said the person who had turned on the light at the drying area, carrying a bucket of clothes. “Who was that person just now? They ran off before I could even get a good look.”

“Why did he run?”

Shen Bianye’s lips curled slightly, “Maybe you scared him.”

Classmate: “Ah? Am I that scary?”

Shen Bianye was noncommittal: “Maybe. Why are you so concerned?”

Shen Bianye returned to 603 with Xie Yuanxing’s basin. The third roommate looked surprised when he came in carrying an empty basin. “Isn’t this Xie Yuanxing’s basin?”

“Where is he?”

Shen Bianye glanced around. “He’s not back?”

Everyone in the dorm shook their heads in unison. Shen Bianye put down the basin and, as he left 603, saw the slightly ajar door of his own dorm.

He slowly walked over, reached out, and pushed the door open, seeing a panicking cat sitting in the unlit dorm.

Shen Bianye’s footsteps instinctively lightened, and a strange sense of pleasure appeared on his face, like a hunter who had tasted tender meat after a hunt, but the injured prey had escaped, only to find that the injured prey had foolishly stumbled in by itself.

He bit the tip of his tongue, trying to calm himself with pain.

But it had little effect. The thought of where he had just licked made it difficult for Shen Bianye to calm down.

Not to mention, at this very moment, Xie Yuanxing had voluntarily walked in.

“Baby.” Shen Bianye approached, his voice surprisingly hoarse, “Did you like how I licked you just now?”

“Do you want more, baby?”

He asked, like a loyal knight waiting for orders to act, but his hands had already pried open Xie Yuanxing’s closed knees.

Xie Yuanxing was so scared he backed away, his back pressing against the chair with nowhere else to go. In a flash, he grabbed Shen Bianye’s hair, “You wait!!!”

Shen Bianye winced in pain, looking a bit disheveled but not angry. He was submitting: “What’s wrong, baby?”

“Did baby come in because you liked that just now?”

“I can lick for baby, not just the inner thigh, but the core of the thigh too.”

Xie Yuanxing gnashed his teeth, his face red like a ripe tomato, angry and ashamed, speaking in a suppressed voice, “It’s because your touch was too close to my inner thigh!”

“I… I…” He gritted his teeth, his voice even lower, “I just couldn’t go back to the dorm.”

Shen Bianye looked down, sighing excitedly: “Ah, baby, you’re hard.”

Xie Yuanxing blushed with shame, “Don’t say such things directly!”

“What does it matter? Food and sex are human nature, baby.” Shen Bianye tilted his head, following Xie Yuanxing’s grip, revealing his crimson tongue tip and the mole on it. “Shall I suck it for baby?”

“Alpha’s body temperature is very high, and the mouth will also be very hot. It will be very comfortable, baby.”

Xie Yuanxing: …

His legs, which he wanted to close, wouldn’t because of Shen Bianye’s hands. He was clearly grabbing Shen Bianye’s hair, a seemingly aggressive posture, yet even his fingertips were trembling.

For a moment, it was hard to tell who was bullying whom.

Xie Yuanxing’s eyes were forced to become watery, and his voice trembled with shame, “You, you… don’t say it.”

“If you’re not ashamed, don’t you think it’s dirty?”

“Don’t they all say Alphas are so high and mighty in bed?”

Shen Bianye frowned, “There’s nothing dirty about mutual desire. What about Alphas? Don’t Alphas also serve their wives?”

“Baby, if you let go, I’ll make you feel good right away.”

Xie Yuanxing couldn’t stand his utterly crude words, and with reddened ears, he cursed him, “No one is mutually attracted to you, you pervert!”

“And I’m not your wife.”

Shen Bianye was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly, “Wrong, baby. Treat me as X, okay?”

Xie Yuanxing stubbornly shook his head, secretly exerting force on his leg to break free from Shen Bianye’s hand.

Shen Bianye sighed helplessly, “Then baby, let go of your hand too. Baby, although no one in our family goes bald, if you grab like this, your husband might be the first.”

Xie Yuanxing silently spat at him, “Don’t talk nonsense… you’re not my husband either, let go too.”

But he quickly let go.

Shen Bianye reluctantly took his hand off Xie Yuanxing’s knee, “Do you think we’re not married yet?”

“We can get our marriage certificate after graduation, baby.”

Xie Yuanxing: …

Wasn’t he telling Shen Bianye not to talk nonsense? How did it turn into getting a marriage certificate?

He remained silent, quietly brought his legs together, looked at the person half-crouching in front of him, gritted his teeth, and then spoke again, “Can you, can you not be here?”

Shen Bianye was surprised, then raised an eyebrow the next second, revealing a hint of flirtatiousness: “Baby wants to DIY?”

Xie Yuanxing instantly clenched his hands, finally unable to resist pushing Shen Bianye’s shoulder, his voice filled with both anger and shame, “Can’t I just wait for it to go down by itself?!?”

“Are you going to squat in front of me and watch this process?”

“Are you a pervert!!!”