TVDC 78: Plucking Hairs

After sending Qiu Shunming off, Qiu Xuning took a detour, giving He Zhiyuan enough time.

When he returned home, he saw He Zhiyuan sitting on the sofa while playing with the dog. His mood grew tense.

Qiu Xuning changed his footwear and noticed some wet spots on the floor. He figured that He Zhiyuan must have mopped the floor. After changing into slippers, he walked over to He Zhiyuan. He gently cleared his throat and asked, “Did you see it?”

He Zhiyuan answered, “I saw it.”

Qiu Xuning’s face turned slightly red as he sat down next to He Zhiyuan on the sofa. He softly said, “I’m not good at Chinese, please don’t laugh at me.”

He Zhiyuan looked at him. “What’s there to laugh about? You wrote very well.”

Qiu Xuning pressed his lips together and smiled. He boldly and shyly reached out his hand, then hooked his pinky finger onto He Zhiyuan’s palm. He stuttered slightly and said, “So… the two kisses a day? Starting from today…?”

He Zhiyuan leaned down toward Qiu Xuning’s ear and asked in a low voice, “Did you really… like me that early?”

Qiu Xuning felt his breath, and the temperature on his cheeks instantly rose. “Ye–yes.” He then remembered something and slightly pressed his lips together. “You… What about you? When did you start liking me?”

He Zhiyuan reached out and touched his thin ear. The tip of his ear, which was already red, was only touched twice, and slowly, it turned pink.

He Zhiyuan had noticed for a long time that when Qiu Xuning got excited—not just his face and neck, but even his exposed arms would flush with a layer of pink. The color would seep out from his snowy-white skin, resembling a ripe fruit, as if squeezing it would release sweet juice.

He Zhiyuan stared at his flushed cheeks. His height advantage allowed him to easily see the view inside Qiu Xuning’s collar. Just as he had imagined, Qiu Xuning’s thin chest also flushed with a layer of pink.

“I also… a long time ago,” He Zhiyuan said somewhat casually, then he suddenly smiled. “A long time ago.”

Qiu Xuning softly asked, “How long ago?”

He Zhiyuan didn’t reply so Qiu Xuning nudged him impatiently. He said while blushing, “Just tell me.”

Finally, He Zhiyuan slowly said, “Maybe from the first time you cried.”

Qiu Xuning looked at him in a daze. “That long ago?”

He Zhiyuan smiled slightly and said nothing.

Qiu Xuning thought it over and finally realized that He Zhiyuan had been flirting with him from the very beginning.

When asked like this, He Zhiyuan neither admitted nor denied it, and Qiu Xuning knew he hadn’t misunderstood.

Matters like love letters are still embarrassing, so Qiu Xuning didn’t bring it up again—but he still remembered his reward.

Blushing, his clear eyes gleamed with a faint spark of desire. He tried hard to meet He Zhiyuan’s gaze and whispered, “Twice a day… and one more time.”

He Zhiyuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. His hand slowly rested on the back of Qiu Xuning’s head, intending to pull it toward himself.

Qiu Xuning reached out and blocked He Zhiyuan’s face. He cleared his throat, trying to keep his voice from sounding so hoarse and sticky. “Or… or should I do it?”

Half of He Zhiyuan’s face was blocked by him with only his eyes visible, silently watching Qiu Xuning’s gaze.

Qiu Xuning couldn’t help but reach out and cover He Zhiyuan’s eyes as well.

Once he covered He Zhiyuan’s eyes, he finally felt his breathing ease a bit. Stammering softly, he said, “D–don’t look at me yet, I’ll be ready soon.”

After saying that, he slowly leaned closer and kissed He Zhiyuan on the lips.

He Zhiyuan’s lips were very soft with a faint fruity scent. Qiu Xuning pressed his lips together, neatly putting his lips against his for a few seconds before gently pulling away. “…O–okay.”

He withdrew the hand that had been covering He Zhiyuan’s eyes and couldn’t help but lick the corner of his lips, still feeling faintly unsatisfied in his heart.

Restlessly looking at He Zhiyuan’s well-shaped thin lips, he blushed and averted his gaze.

He Zhiyuan looked at Qiu Xuning with a complex expression and his Adam’s apple moving a few times uncontrollably.

The delicious meat was swaying right next to him, it was even brought up to his mouth—anyone would probably find it hard to resist.

He Zhiyuan lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in them. He said, “Do you want to…?” He paused for a moment before continuing, “…go watch a movie?”

Hearing that, Qiu Xuning became interested. “Let’s go to the cinema?”

He Zhiyuan replied, “To an internet café.”

Upon hearing that, Qiu Xuning hesitated a bit. “An internet café? What if the teacher finds out?”

He Zhiyuan became more awake and took a deep look at Qiu Xuning. He said, “Let’s leave it for today, next time.”

Qiu Xuning sounded a bit disappointed as he uttered, “Oh.”

Unexpectedly, He Zhiyuan’s “next time” meant he bought a laptop and brought it back.

When Qiu Xuning asked him, he answered, “To watch movies.”

He bought a whole laptop specifically just to watch movies?

Qiu Xuning sighed inwardly, though he didn’t say anything outwardly. His family had been wealthy before, and they had quite a few laptops at home, enough to fill an entire room. Almost all of them were New Year gifts from Mrs. Qiu Yanru’s subordinates.

Therefore, Qiu Xuning didn’t react much when he saw the laptop, which looked pretty good. He instead asked He Zhiyuan, “Is this a gaming laptop?”

He Zhiyuan replied with a sound of affirmation, “Hmm.”

Qiu Xuning thought too much and he started to worry that what if He Zhiyuan starts gaming and gets close with Yi Yang?

Clearly, he was overthinking it. He Zhiyuan bought the laptop and brought it back—it seemed like he really only planned to use it to watch movies. That evening happened to be the weekend. He Zhiyuan downloaded a movie in the bedroom and then invited Qiu Xuning to come watch it.

Qiu Xuning sat on He Zhiyuan’s bed and he could smell a faint fragrance—the scent of scented laundry detergent mixed with the aroma of He Zhiyuan’s shower gel.

The scent was very comforting, and Qiu Xuning relaxed completely. While hugging a pillow, he leaned lazily against the headboard, but he found that He Zhiyuan’s bed was too hard and his butt hurt from sitting. He grabbed another pillow and placed it under his butt for cushioning.

After doing that, He Zhiyuan leaned closer. He reached out to hug him and pulled him into his arms.

Qiu Xuning blushed as he leaned into He Zhiyuan’s embrace, his gaze falling on the laptop screen.

However, the movie opened with a scene showing a slender and handsome young man kissing a tall and dark-skinned man while embracing.

Qiu Xuning jolted and couldn’t help but sit up straight. He suddenly realized that the movie He Zhiyuan had invited him to watch was an adult-rated film.

Sure enough, the scenes became increasingly bold and explicit. Qiu Xuning’s cheeks flushed deep red as he hoarsely asked, “W–why… why do we watch this?”

He Zhiyuan said in a low voice, “Just to give you some understanding.”

His voice was a little tense too, as if he were restraining himself.

Qiu Xuning gulped down a few sips of water, feeling heat rise all over his body. When he looked back at the laptop, he saw they were completely naked, and something in particular became strikingly prominent.

Qiu Xuning felt a slight sting in his eyes and couldn’t help but look away, gazing elsewhere. However, he didn’t know if it was intentional on He Zhiyuan’s part—he had turned the volume all the way up. One hand stroked Qiu Xuning’s soft hair, moving down to gently cup his ears and cheeks, then he turned Qiu Xuning’s averted face back toward the laptop.

“Look closely. This is how men do it with men,” He Zhiyuan said in a low voice.

Qiu Xuning’s gaze returned to the laptop screen. His eyes suddenly widened and his mouth opened uncontrollably, his face full of shock.

“Th–that… how is this possible?!” Qiu Xuning said, stunned and bewildered. His eyes were glued to the zoomed-in shot on the screen, the explicit act connecting the two men continuing unabated.

He Zhiyuan whispered in his ear, “This is how men do it with men. Do you understand?”

Qiu Xuning said in disbelief, “Isn’t that so dirty…? How can it go in?”

He Zhiyuan smiled and softly said, “Once it’s washed, it’s not dirty anymore.”

Qiu Xuning still couldn’t accept it. His face was full of shock but his eyes couldn’t leave the screen. He watched with his cheeks flushed bright red and a thin sheen of sweat forming at his temples.

He Zhiyuan pressed even closer, his chest almost against Qiu Xuning’s back. With one hand, he wrapped Qiu Xuning in his arms. “Is it good?” He kissed Qiu Xuning’s earlobe and asked in a low voice.

Qiu Xuning didn’t say anything, but He Zhiyuan could see his chest rising and falling. He could also feel the sudden heat spreading in Qiu Xuning’s body heat.

The air seemed filled with an almost intoxicating, blood-rushing aura. Normally, watching something like this would almost be an unspoken invitation but He Zhiyuan obviously didn’t mean it that way.

“Not saying anything?” He Zhiyuan nibbled on his ear.

Making soft nibbling sounds by his ear, He Zhiyuan distracted Qiu Xuning, who couldn’t focus on the watching on the screen. Realizing what was happening, he felt so embarrassed that his fingers clenched together. “I–it’s… not good!”

There was an indescribable panic in his voice as he felt He Zhiyuan pressing against him. His mind grew even more tense and his whole body stiffened.

This reaction was well within He Zhiyuan’s expectations. Qiu Xuning was far too clean-minded and simply couldn’t accept that kind of sexual behavior.

He Zhiyuan turned his head back toward him. His tone, rarely so serious, carried a hint of sternness as he said, “If you tease me again, this is what will happen.”

Qiu Xuning jumped up like his butt was on fire. He stammered, “I–I, I still have homework! I’m not watching anymore!” 

After saying that, he ran out of He Zhiyuan’s room in a panic, not caring which way he went.

Only now did Qiu Xuning understand what He Zhiyuan meant by “endure it.” It turned out he had been plucking hairs off a tiger’s butt the whole time!!!

That kind of thing was terrifying—he was still a child!