Married A Man I Hate - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: The Enticed Man · 60% “Feifei’s cheeks are so…

“Wife, do you need to give me an explanation?”

Le Qingfei was no match for him; whenever he moved, Fu Li would tickle his waist. Finally, he spoke up:

“This is the map of the Pleiades Summer Camp, so these two people are of course me and Yan Song.”

Le Qingfei knelt on Fu Li’s thighs, his tone becoming lighthearted unconsciously, “This is the mountaintop viewing platform in the north, where Yan Song and I waited for shooting stars; the middle is the central camp square, and when I was arguing with someone, the other party was suddenly hit by a rock. I knew it was Yan Song helping me, so I drew a Yan Song hiding on the rooftop…”

Fu Li said helplessly: “How could he be on the rooftop? He should have been behind a tree.”

Le Qingfei wouldn’t listen to him, patted his mouth, and continued: “The big lake in the east, Yan Song and I aren’t swimming, because I didn’t know how to handle a sailboat, so Yan Song was teaching me; this lake in the west is Yan Song’s and my secret base, no one else knows, this is me and him…”

Le Qingfei suddenly cut his words short.

The corners of Fu Li’s lips hooked up, “What were you and he doing?”

Le Qingfei wanted to run but was dragged back by Fu Li. However, the little Le-rabbit refused to submit even upon pain of death, pursing his lips tightly and staring at Fu Li, absolutely refusing to open his mouth.

So, Fu Li spoke it out for him.

“Kissing, right?” Fu Li raised his hand to grip the back of his neck, bringing the person toward himself, “Like this.”

The tip of Le Qingfei’s nose was kissed gently, just like Fu Li had said before, once, twice.

Fu Li braced himself to be pinned to the ground and beaten by Le Qingfei.

But—

“No,” Le Qingfei shook his head, his slender finger resting by his flush lips, his moist eyes looking at Fu Li, “It was a kiss here.”

The attic was completely silent.

Fu Li pinched Le Qingfei’s chin, his dark, unfathomable gaze staring deeply at him.

Le Qingfei’s eyes were moist, and so were his slightly parted lips—under his gaze, he actively looped his arms around his neck, approached intimately, and the tip of his tongue, soft like moss in water, melted away at the tips of his teeth.

……

Fu Li withdrew his thoughts and his intrusive gaze.

Le Qingfei’s finger was still pressing against his lips, looking puzzledly at Fu Li, who had turned his head away, and pressed further: “What’s wrong with you?”

Fu Li calmed himself down, “Is Feifei hinting at something to me?”

What?

Le Qingfei was stunned for a moment.

He quickly snapped out of it from the gaze Fu Li cast behind his lenses onto his lips, hurriedly lowered his hand, hid it behind his back, stood up, and ran away.

Fu Li smiled, lowered his head to pick up the chalk from the box, and wrote something inside the graffiti drawing on the floor.

Going home this time, Le Qingfei was very happy.

His uncle and aunt seemed like completely different people, speaking softly to him, and even the dishes prepared were all things he liked.

In twelve years, this was the first time Le Qingfei had eaten sweet and sour pork ribs at home.

Fu Li put a scarf on him, “I just made sweet and sour pork ribs for you yesterday.”

“It’s different.” Le Qingfei obediently tilted his chin up, “I still look forward to Uncle and Aunt becoming a bit more normal, instead of being like the villains who bully Cinderella every day.”

Fu Li was amused by his metaphor, “Hmm, it should be Feinderella.”

“What about you then?” Le Qingfei jumped onto the flower bed beside the steps, holding Fu Li’s shoulder to slide down slowly, “Are you Hamlet?”

Fu Li was somewhat surprised: “You’ve even read Hamlet.”

Le Qingfei nodded, “I saw it at Yan Song’s place, along with things like The Man in the Iron Mask, King Lear… I went to the library to read them, so many words, made me so sleepy.”

“There’s no need to understand those.” Fu Li reached out to lift him down, “Let’s go, let’s find our kitten.”

Le Qingfei ran happily toward the car, and Fu Li helplessly retracted the hand he had wanted to hold him with.

“Meow, meow~”

Le Qingfei squatted by the flower bushes next to the warm corridor, calling out to the kitten.

The place where they lived had a warm corridor with a small door left open for stray cats, and it would also provide drinking water and cat food, etc. Otherwise, even if that kitten were unwilling, Le Qingfei would definitely have brought it home, or to the Padda Cabin.

Fu Li searched deeper into the area.

Very soon, he saw the cat Le Qingfei was talking about.

To be precise, it was two cats; one black and one white cat were sitting in front of the warming lamp inside the security booth, huddling tightly together, licking each other’s fur, and even their tails were intimately intertwined.

“Did you find it?”

Le Qingfei walked over. Just as he saw the two cats clearly, Fu Li gripped his shoulders, lowered his head to kiss his forehead, once and then again. It was as if he were mimicking the movements of the two cats.

“No, al, lowed, to, kiss, me…!”

The few slaps Le Qingfei hit against Fu Li’s body were so light it was like brushing off dust, yet Fu Li purposely pretended it hurt, taking the opportunity to pull him into his arms.

“How come Feifei is even fiercer than a kitten?”

Le Qingfei was made very ticklish by him, raising his hand to touch his ear and pushing him again, only to be pulled into his embrace once more for a face-to-face hug.

The waist was so slender, even through a thick coat it could be scooped up in one armful.

Fu Li’s palm locked onto his waist, locking the person in his arms, pressing against his forehead, “Is it okay? Can I kiss Feifei’s forehead?”

Le Qingfei turned his head away; Fu Li pursued relentlessly, leaning closer, his breath falling on his earlobe.

Le Qingfei’s ear couldn’t stand the ticklishness, so he had to turn back around to lock eyes with Fu Li, “You already kissed me and yet you ask, how excessive.”

Excessive indeed.

The excessive Le Qingfei.

Just when Fu Li was preparing to apologize for his own impulsiveness, it was Le Qingfei’s trembling eyelashes and flushed earlobes that gave him a wonderful signal—

Le Qingfei didn’t dislike it, he even liked it.

The body’s reaction wouldn’t lie; he had never felt any resistance or retreat from Le Qingfei’s body when kissing him, and when held in his arms, Le Qingfei would always quiet down very quickly, even unconsciously clinging closer.

Like a kitten that needed to maintain its “stay away from humans” cat-persona.

It would always purr loudly for a good while under pets, even turning over its softest belly for him to rub, before remembering that it was supposed to hate humans.

Bang bang, two punches from the cat paws didn’t have much lethal power either.

Fu Li drank it down like sweet nectar.

Fu Li kissed the bridge of his nose again.

Snowflakes fell on Le Qingfei’s eyelashes, the blurred vision making Le Qingfei ignore the lenses on the bridge of Fu Li’s nose, slightly tilting his face up, looking just like the little white cat not far away that was also begging for a kiss.

“Feifei is so good.”

Fu Li cupped his face, seemingly smelling the fragrance of Le Qingfei’s skin, his lips reluctant to leave the delicate skin, asking him softly: “Can I kiss Feifei’s cheek?”

……

“Feifei’s cheeks are so soft, can I kiss them?”

……

“Feifei, let me kiss you, okay?”

Strange, clearly Fu Li hadn’t leaned close to his ear to speak again, yet Le Qingfei’s ears still turned red.

Le Qingfei lowered his eyes, staring at the diamond tie clip on Fu Li’s red tie, “No.”

A light chuckle came from above his head.

“Okay.” Fu Li kissed his forehead and the top of his head, “If Feifei says no, then it’s a no.”

The entanglement of the two cats was still continuing.

Rejecting the olive branch extended by Le Qingfei once again, the pair of cats dashed away out of sight in a flash.

Le Qingfei felt a bit disappointed. In the next second, his hand hanging by his side was gently grasped by a warm, dry, large hand.

“……”

Le Qingfei raised his hand, took a sharp bite out of the back of Fu Li’s hand, and ran away too.

The Christmas holiday ended, and Fu Li began to get busy.

There was still one month until the New Year and Le Qingfei’s birthday. He needed to sort out his schedule as soon as possible; there were many things to handle at the end of the year, leaving almost no time to accompany Le Qingfei.

“I don’t even need company.”

Le Qingfei held his phone, pushing up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, “I have my own career to be busy with too, so don’t disturb me. Bye-bye.”

Le Qingfei hung up the phone and continued running to the city hall with Xu Yi to handle various procedures for Padda Cabin.

In the evening, Le Qingfei was so tired that he collapsed onto the floor right after stepping out of the elevator at home. Fu Li took off his apron and picked Le Qingfei up from the floor.

At the dinner table, Fu Li opened his mouth to ask: “Do you need my help?”

Holding his soup bowl, Le Qingfei glanced at the man opposite him, his heart starting to mutter in suspicion.

Of course he knew that if Fu Li helped, these procedures would definitely become much easier, and he wouldn’t encounter situations like needing a preliminary review before a stamp could be given, and needing a stamp before a preliminary review could happen, but…

“No,” Le Qingfei finished his soup in big gulps, set down his bowl and left the table, “I can do it myself.”

The bad guy Fu Li would definitely take the opportunity to kiss him again.

After Le Qingfei finished his shower, he studied the procedural flowchart in the small living room, getting so sleepy that he was dozing off.

Fu Li knocked and came in, sitting down beside him, picking up a pile of meaningless documents to flip through, “Are you sure you don’t want my help?”

Le Qingfei rubbed his eyes and shook his head, “No, you’ll want to kiss me again…”

“Who said that?” Fu Li frowned, reached out to pull him tightly into his embrace, leaning over to kiss the top of his head, “I’ll kiss you even if you don’t let me help.”

“You are so annoying.”

“Hmm, you said so the very first time we met.”

Fu Li grabbed his hand that kept rubbing his eyes, took a tissue, and wiped it, “Your eyes are all rubbed red, go to sleep if you’re tired.”

Le Qingfei consciously closed his eyes when Fu Li approached, his thin eyelids revealing dark veins, and the sensation of the lips kissing him was also extremely sensitive.

“Don’t kiss anymore, it tickles.”

Le Qingfei buried his face into Fu Li’s chest to dodge his kisses, but walked right into the trap as Fu Li picked him up and walked into the bedroom.

“Fu Li.”

“Hmm?”

Le Qingfei: “I don’t want your help, I can do it myself.”

Fu Li let out a laugh, drawing close, “I won’t ask you for a reward, little miser.”

“I just don’t want it.”

“Okay, I promise you.” Fu Li looked down, staring at Le Qingfei’s face which was still beautiful in the darkness, “This requires a reward.” Having said that, he kissed his forehead.

Le Qingfei was stubborn, so Fu Li did not intervene openly.

It was just that he still looked forward to Le Qingfei relying on him a bit more, just a little bit would do, he would be very happy.

A few days later, Le Qingfei happily held the approved documents, jumping down the steps of the city hall, the ears of his pink rabbit hat bouncing along with him.

He took out his phone, eager to show off to Fu Li that he had settled all the procedures.

[Rich Feifei Rabbit]: I told you I could do it myself, hmph.

[Fu Li]: Really? Feifei is so amazing.

[Fu Li]: Of course, Feifei will be very amazing at whatever he does, I knew it from the very beginning.

Le Qingfei pursed his lips and smiled. Suddenly, a red Lamborghini SUV slammed its brakes and drifted right in front of him.

He was startled half to death; the documents and phone fell to the ground with a “clack.” There were pebbles in the snow, and the screen shattered.

This was the brand-new phone Fu Li had just bought for him!

Le Qingfei was heartbroken.

“Hey, how could you…”

Le Qingfei held back his impulse and took a deep breath.

Fu Li had said that under most circumstances, physical fights and arguments couldn’t solve problems and would only put oneself in danger.

He remembered all of it.

Just then, the window of the driver’s seat rolled down.

Fu Qian leaned against the car window, looking down at the pink rabbit squatting in the snow picking up documents, sneering: “And here I thought you were living such a great life? Even a trivial matter like this has to be done by yourself.”

Hearing the familiar and annoying voice, Le Qingfei instinctively grabbed some snow and threw it over.

Fu Qian was pelted into closing his eyes, and his fair-weather friends in the passenger seat and the back row burst into loud laughter after a brief daze.

The fact that Fu Qian couldn’t stand Le Qingfei was something they didn’t understand at first. After all, Le Qingfei might be a bit foolish, but he was good-looking and never actively caused trouble, so there was really no need to give him a hard time.

In the following years, this group of third-generation wealthy kids gradually grew used to it. It was quite fun to tease him, and they would even fan the flames in front of Fu Qian.

This time was no exception.

“Oh my god, Le Qingfei actually dares to make a move?”

“Giving him an inch and he takes a mile? Young Master Fu, doesn’t he need to be taught a lesson?”

In private, it was fine if Le Qingfei hit him, but now in front of so many people…

Fu Qian ground his back teeth, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out of the car. But before he could curse Le Qingfei out as planned, the opposite party spoke first.

Le Qingfei: “Fu Qian, I know you like me.”

Fu Qian froze right on the spot, and even the group of people watching the scene inside the car were stunned.

“You, what the f*ck are you saying?!” Fu Qian’s face flushed completely red. He glanced at the people in the car behind him and pointed at Le Qingfei, “How could I possibly like a man like you? Don’t think that just because you look good, you can talk nonsense. This master doesn’t like men!”

Le Qingfei gave an “oh,” and adjusted his plush crossbody bag, “If you say so, then so be it.”

“Anyway, I really, truly hate you. No one wouldn’t hate someone who has bullied them for so many years. If you come looking for trouble with me again in the future, I will let my… let your brother teach you a lesson.”

After saying that, Le Qingfei turned around and left.

Inside the Lamborghini, there was dead silence.

With a cold face, Fu Qian drove the car into the tennis club, walking straight to the bar without saying a word.

This reaction practically corroborated the words Le Qingfei had just said.

The remaining people looked at each other, and finally cursed “f*ck” simultaneously, yet they didn’t seem all that surprised.

“Normal, Le Qingfei does look good.”

“Yeah, I used to like Le Qingfei too.”

“……”

“Tsk, who the f*ck asked you? What do we do now?”

“What do you mean what do we do?” Someone muttered, “We can’t exactly tie Le Qingfei to Young Master Fu’s bed, can we?”