After The Honest Person Was Discovered For Simultaneously Pursuing Three People - Chapter 62

Chapter 62: (Asura Field 4) “Do You Need Me To Use…”

The breath beside him is calm and steady. The fatigue that once lingered in his eyes disappears at this moment. When Tao Ning wakes up, he wants to get out of bed to drink some water, but his waist is locked in an iron grip. Zhao Jingqun’s scorching hot hand is holding him, making him unable to move at all.

He wants to push Zhao Jingqun, but he is attracted by the “PATKE PHILIPPE GENEVE” inscription on the watch on his hand. The entire watch is inlaid with white gold diamonds. A snowflake seems to be engraved on the clasp. Even in the dim light of the ward, it still shines brightly, like a starry sky has fallen on Tao Ning.

He is stunned for a moment, then pushes the person beside him. “Zhao Jingqun, I want to drink some water.”

As soon as he pushes, his slender hand is caught by a rough yet slender hand. A kiss falls on the back of his hand. Zhao Jingqun hasn’t even opened his eyes yet. He mumbles something like he’s still half-asleep. “…Be good… don’t get down… I’ll go get the water.”

He yawns and then instantly wakes up. He grabs Tao Ning, kisses him, and only then gets out of bed to get the water. But Zhao Jingqun doesn’t dare to give Tao Ning cold water. He has been keeping hot water ready. He mixes in some cold water, tastes it himself first, and when the temperature is a little hot, he brings it over in a bowl.

Tao Ning is staring at the watch. The hot water is brought to his lips, and he habitually opens his mouth because when they were in the mountains, as long as no one else was around, Zhao Jingqun would personally feed him water. Everything, from feeding him water, dressing him, and giving him a few pieces of apple… to doing his laundry and cooking for him, was taken care of by Zhao Jingqun.

Zhao Jingqun gets a sense of satisfaction from this.

“Is this watch… very expensive?”

“It’s only a few hundred. Just wear it for fun… Open your mouth.”

“Ah–oh.”

Tao Ning doesn’t ask any more questions. He suddenly remembers something and says seriously, “I think I still owe you several thousand dollars…”

The sound of the porcelain bowl on the table is a little heavy. Zhao Jingqun has a sinister smile. “You little heartless one, do you have to be so hurtful to your husband’s heart?” He acts like he’s going to settle the score. “It’s not several thousand. It’s tens of thousands. Do you know how much the clothes and pants your husband bought for you cost? Each piece is over a thousand dollars, and there are dozens of them. With that calculation, can you, a little heartless one, afford to pay me back?”

Tao Ning honestly shakes his head. “I can’t pay you back now, but in the future, I will be very powerful and I will be able to.”

Zhao Jingqun suddenly remembers the way Tao Ning, in a daze, said he would be very powerful when he carried him home. His heart, which had sunk, immediately softens. He lifts Tao Ning up, lets him sit on his lap, and extends his hands from behind to start feeding him water again. “My dear, if you’re going to be so powerful in the future, will your husband rely on you to support him?”

Tao Ning nods seriously. “Mhm.”

He calculates his scholarship, the sponsorship money, and the salary of the industry he will choose in the future. He thinks to himself that he should be able to support a large family.

But… there is only one problem.

Zhao Jingqun feeds him water while talking. “My dear, if you treat your husband like a stranger, I’ll be sad. If I’m sad to death, where will you find another good husband like me? Can you bear it? Hmm?”

Tao Ning actually wants to say that they are no longer in a relationship. He looks up, and his gaze is instantly captured by the pair of wolf-like eyes above him. A rough, warm thumb slides across his cheek. The man stares at him, smiling and pressing for an answer. “Can you bear it or not?”

He can’t bear to say it.

Tao Ning says, “I can’t.”

He doesn’t understand why he can’t bear it, but if it makes Zhao Jingqun happy, he is willing to keep it to himself forever.

A low, hoarse laugh escapes his slightly dry lips. Zhao Jingqun’s eyes darken. He simply drinks the bowl of water himself, then pinches the soft chin of the person in his arms and kisses him.

The sound of water and the intertwining of lips and tongues echo in the silent ward. Tao Ning tries to open his mouth to endure the man’s surging and almost tyrannical kiss. He can faintly see his pearly white teeth. Saliva mixed with transparent water droplets slides from the corner of his mouth to his slender, swan-like neck.

The rough thumb can’t help but tighten. The young man’s flexible waist instantly shows crimson finger marks, like good quality porcelain jade, innocently played with in the man’s hand, leaving a beautiful mark that won’t fade.

Forcefully pinching Tao Ning’s waist, Zhao Jingqun’s breathing becomes heavier. He is in the prime of his life. Now that his partner is in his arms, with his palm-sized face and plump, swollen lips, he lets him kiss him as much as he wants.

Those amber-like eyes, with a foggy look like the early morning in the mountains, are innocent but also have a hint of a mountain god falling into the mortal world. They look over obediently, and with a light glance, they immediately captivate a person’s soul.

Who can resist this?! Not to mention a great man in his prime. Zhao Jingqun simply cannot resist!

Like the heavy breathing of a lead wolf after it has let go of its prey, Zhao Jingqun pants. He uses the greatest willpower he has ever had to forcefully end his one-sided, aggressive kiss. He forcefully pulls Tao Ning’s head into his embrace, closes his bloodshot eyes, and doesn’t dare to look at Tao Ning’s alluring eyes, as if to deceive himself.

He can endure it. He is a ninja turtle.

Tao Ning’s body is too weak right now, so it’s not the right time. Zhao Jingqun only dares to suck on his lips and doesn’t dare to bite hard, afraid of biting the tip of Tao Ning’s tongue until it bleeds. If that happens, he wouldn’t be able to stop it, and it would scare him to death.

Not to mention at that time, Zhao Jingqun knows himself. A vicious possessiveness flows in his bones. He won’t allow Tao Ning to resist in any way, even if he shows a millionth of an inch of unwillingness. His possessiveness and jealousy will get the better of him. What if he hurts Tao Ning?

Zhao Jingqun holds the person in his arms, his eyes tightly closed. From the outside, he looks as calm as an old monk in meditation. Only the bulging veins on his forehead know how hard he is enduring. More than ten minutes later, his heavy breathing gradually slows down, but only a little.

The young man, still oblivious to the danger, struggles in his arms until the voice above his head becomes so hoarse that it sounds sinister:

“Tao Ning… don’t move around.”

The person in his arms is stunned. He stops moving. After a while, his soft voice whispers:

“…Do you need me to use my hand to help you?”

He is not completely ignorant. Of course, he knows that Zhao Jingqun is enduring a lot.

But he doesn’t know that his light sentence makes the man’s eyes snap open instantly. His wolf-like eyes are bloodshot. His hot breath hits Tao Ning’s fair back of the neck. It’s a little itchy, causing a layer of beautiful crimson to appear on his soft skin.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Jingqun’s voice is terrifyingly hoarse. “Baby, do you know what you’re saying?”

The young man in his arms turns his head. His slender fingers stroke the slightly rough cheek of the person behind him.

“Mhm, I know.”

Thump thump.

A calm knock on the door sounds. The homeroom teacher in the office calls out, “Come in.”

A man holding some documents enters. He is wearing thin, gold-rimmed glasses. His Occident suit and school uniform are perfectly worn, and you can’t even see a wrinkle. He has broad shoulders and long legs, and a cold aura surrounds him.

On the man’s expressionless face, there is a lot of fatigue in his eyes. There are two dark circles under the corners of his eyes behind the glasses. He looks like he hasn’t rested for a long time, and there are some scratches on the side of his mouth.

Seeing a person who has always been so particular about his appearance so dejected, the homeroom teacher is a little surprised. “Xu Jun, didn’t you sleep last night? And what’s with the injury on your face?”

Xu Jun’s face is cold. “It’s nothing. Thank you for your concern.”

The homeroom teacher sighs and can’t help but nag. “Xu Jun, is your family having difficulties? Other teachers told me that you’re doing several tutoring jobs, and there are so many things to do in the student council. On top of that, you have such a heavy academic load. You’re working three jobs a day. Although you’re young, your body won’t be able to handle it in the long run. If your family is having difficulties, you can tell the principal or me. We won’t just let a great child like you suffer.”

But no matter how hard the homeroom teacher tries to persuade him, Xu Jun only says things like “It’s nothing, thank you for your concern.” The homeroom teacher has no choice with him, so he lets him be.

Until a document falls on his desk. The homeroom teacher hears Xu Jun ask in a faint voice, “Tao Ning hasn’t been to school for almost two weeks. Is he sick?”

The homeroom teacher, of course, knows Tao Ning and that he is sponsored by the Song family. This is a child he thinks highly of. He is smart and hardworking. It’s not easy for him to come from the mountains to here. In his class, he bet on Tao Ning and Xu Jun to be the top students. “Yes, he’s had some health problems. The Song family asked for leave for him last week, but this week, it was another person…”

The homeroom teacher remembers the calm-voiced man on the phone a few days ago. “Tao Ning’s cousin asked for leave for him again. He’ll probably be back next week.”

Xu Jun lowers his eyes, lost in thought.

After a while, he asks politely, “Teacher, I have something to discuss with Tao Ning about our studies. Can I use your phone to call him? It won’t be long.”

“Of course you can!” All the teachers at Occident are from a well-off class. It’s just lending a phone. The homeroom teacher is happy to do it. He even pulls up the call history from the past two days and points to a phone number. “This one, his cousin’s.”

“Mhm, thank you, teacher.”

Xu Jun goes to the bathroom in the office. His face is cold. He dials the number without hesitation.

Cousin… what man has he attracted now?

The phone doesn’t ring many times before a rustling sound is heard from the other end. Following that, a man clears his throat. But even so, Xu Jun can hear the unfamiliar man’s voice on the other end, which is so hoarse it’s abnormal. “Hello, is this Teacher Yang?”

From the moment he forcefully took Tao Ning away, Zhao Jingqun had thoughtfully asked for leave for him. He even made a note of Tao Ning’s homeroom teacher’s number on his phone for convenience, just in case he needed to ask about Tao Ning’s situation at school.

Xu Jun’s tone is faint. “No, it’s his roommate.”

The other end of the phone is clearly silent for a moment, and then a light, unreadable laugh is heard. Xu Jun couldn’t hear it very clearly, but it seemed like the man on the other end covered the receiver. He could only faintly catch the words “roommate” and “what to do.”

His five fingers gripping the phone tighten. Xu Jun stares at the calm leaves outside the window. He knows that Tao Ning is right next to the man. He thinks coldly, what are they doing?

Not long after, the voice on the other end of the phone changes. It’s the soft voice that Xu Jun is familiar with, but it sounds like he has been crying, so much so that the voice that usually sounds very soft has a hint of an alluring quality. He even speaks in a fragmented manner. “…Is… is that Xu Jun? Mmm—no…”

In an instant, the receiver is covered again, but the faint crying from the other end is very clear, as if it is intentionally meant for the person on the other end of the phone to hear. Xu Jun’s heart is instantly frozen. No, his heart and his body fall into a bottomless abyss because of the sobbing.

“Be good. Swallow it all down.”

…

Zhao Jingqun holds the phone. After saying those words, he casually throws it on the bedside table and wipes away the milky white foam from the corner of his mouth. The sticky liquid slides down his strong, muscular body, landing on the young man’s fair and soft inner thighs.

The young man’s eyes are red from crying. He wants to move back, but he can’t move at all, not even an inch. Through his blurry, tearful eyes, he can only see the man’s wolf-like eyes, which are filled with possessiveness and jealousy for him.

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