Dig in what?

Where to dig in??

Is that a noun or a verb!!

Seth dangled the tie by a corner and flipped the little lamb over, pressing him onto the bed. “Your favorite position, okay?”

The little lamb was shocked. “On what basis do you say this is my favorite?”
Don’t just make baseless claims!

Seth actually analyzed it for him very seriously. “I originally thought you liked face-to-face, but then I discovered that every time I do it from behind like this, you come faster.”

The little lamb wished he could just pass out.
He was so sick of these blunt foreigners!!

Burying his face in the quilt, Fang Chen’s eyes were a little red. It was only then that he suddenly remembered what he’d read online: men who are drunk can’t get it up.

Fang Chen suddenly turned his head and saw the man staring at him with a deep gaze. His eyes widened. “You lied to me, you’re not drunk at all!!”

The man coaxed him perfunctorily, “I’m really drunk, my precious baby. How could I ever lie to you?”

…

That expensive tie was first tied around his wrists, and later blindfolded his eyes.

Fang Chen was most afraid of being blindfolded.

 Because he couldn’t see, all the senses in his body became more sensitive. Even the slightest touch would make him tremble all over, not to mention the things the man was doing…

Unconscious tears soaked the tie. He sobbed softly, begging for mercy with a tearful voice.

But Seth let out a low, hoarse laugh.

 He gently stroked Fang Chen’s cheek. “Baby, a piece of advice for you. The more you cry at a time like this, the more I enjoy it.”

Fang Chen was so scared he instantly fell silent.
Sob… the little lamb never thought a human heart could be so treacherous!

He thought the blindfold was the limit, but he never expected the man could do something even more wicked: tying the tie there.

The little lamb’s eyes were red with grievance.

“Good boy.”
The man said hypocritically, “Too many times isn’t good for your body.”

Seth clearly loved this birthday gift, using it to its full potential. It was only at the end, when it was all wet, that the man reluctantly took it back.

The last thought Fang Chen had before passing out was:
Why did he give him a tie?
And he still had to eat the little lamb!!!
So unfair!

After a whole night of being tormented, Fang Chen didn’t wake up until noon the next day. He opened his eyes with effort, and before he could even move, he let out a couple of whimpers. Seth immediately hugged him and helped him sit up, holding a glass of warm water to his lips.

Fang Chen took two sips, feeling his throat get a little better, before pushing the man away, sulking. “Showing concern after the fact!”
He didn’t see him soften one bit when he was begging for mercy in bed!

The man caught his hand, lowered his head, and left a trail of wet kisses on his palm. He chuckled twice before speaking, “Baby, look at me. Does this tie look good?”

What?
Tie?
The little lamb caught the keyword, shot his head up, his eyes wide, and was instantly wide awake.

He saw that the man, to match the tie, had even put on a full formal suit. Dressed to the nines, he looked like he had just returned from some multinational conference.

The most crucial thing was that the tie around his neck… wasn’t it tied there last night…
“You—” Fang Chen was dumbfounded. “How can you wear it?!”

The man frowned. “Why can’t I wear it? You gave it to me, so of course I have to wear it.”

“Take it off, quick!! It’s filthy!!”
Fang Chen was so anxious he wanted to pounce on him and rip it off.

But the man’s tone was natural, and he even reached up to adjust it. “I washed it, it’s very clean. Baby has great taste, the tie is really beautiful.”

Fang Chen’s vision went black.

 After all the absurd things they did with the tie yesterday, seeing the man wearing it so brazenly now was just an explosion of shame.

 Just looking at this tie reminded him of all the wild things from last night.

He shrank into the quilt, pulling it up high, leaving only a pair of eyes blinking outside.

 “You have the nerve to wear it?”
You may have the nerve to wear it, but I don’t have the nerve to look!!

Seth said seriously, “What’s wrong with it? You gave it to me. I’ll wear it every day.”

 Wear it during the day, use it at night.
The hundred thousand dollars wouldn’t be wasted.

The little lamb closed his eyes in despair. “You should go. I’m a little dizzy.”

Seth leaned over, amused. He bent down and pressed his forehead against the little lamb’s. “Be good, get up first and eat something. I made your favorite little buns for breakfast. Just have a little to fill your stomach.”

Fang Chen snorted, “Not hungry, not eating.”

“Eat a little, and then I’ll take you out to play.”

“Really? Where are we going!!” The little lamb’s eyes sparkled as he looked at him.

“The amusement park.” Seth casually pinched his ear. “Didn’t you say you were bored staying at home?”

The little lamb scrambled up. “Great, I’ll go change!”
In his entire life!
He had never been to an amusement park before!!

But—
Fang Chen turned his head to look at him, sizing him up and down with a slight frown. “Are you going to wear this?”

Seth coughed lightly. “Can I?”

Fang Chen was serious. “Of course not! What’s the difference between this and wearing leather shoes to a stadium?”

“Alright, I’ll go change.”

 Seth was a little disappointed. This meant he couldn’t wear the tie Fang Chen had given him.

Hearing they were going out to play, Fang Chen’s back no longer ached, his legs no longer hurt, and he could drink two bowls of porridge in one go. He quickly got himself ready, put on his small backpack, and pattered over to Seth. “Let’s go.”

The man was almost exasperated enough to laugh. He flicked his forehead with a finger. “You want to go out that much?”

Fang Chen nodded vigorously. “I’m about to grow mushrooms.”
He lowered his head to put on his shoes, muttering to himself, “I thought you didn’t want me to go out.”

The man’s movements froze. “You could tell?”

Fang Chen looked up in surprise. “Do I really look like an idiot?”
He counted on his fingers, “When I first moved in, I said I wanted to go to the supermarket. You said there was no need, the house had procurement, and I could just ask the butler for whatever I needed. A few days later, I said I wanted to go see Jamin. You said there was a blizzard for those few days and wouldn’t let me out. After that, I wanted to go out to eat with you, and you said the chef at home could make anything.”

 “It’s pretty obvious, isn’t it? You don’t want me to go out.”

Seth froze on the spot, feeling as if all the blood in his body had turned to ice. His Adam’s apple bobbed, as if awaiting a verdict. He had never been so anxious, not even before his first competition.

 He was afraid the little lamb would look up at him with disgust and hatred. He was afraid Fang Chen would say he hated him.
He couldn’t bear to hear a single word of it.

For the first time, Seth’s breathing was this rapid. His throat was dry and hoarse, and his lips moved, as if wanting to say something.

 But Fang Chen had already raised his head.

 He looked at Seth with wide eyes, with no particular expression on his face, just urging him, “Hurry up, I heard you have to queue at the amusement park if you go late.”

Seth paused for a moment before asking hoarsely, “You don’t blame me?”

“Blame you for what?”

 Fang Chen thought for a moment. “Oh, you mean not letting me go out. It’s alright. I actually quite like staying at home, it just gets a bit stuffy after a long time.”

 He stood up, put on a mature-looking act, and patted Seth’s shoulder. “I know, you really, really like me. You can’t be away from me for even a minute.”
As he said this, the little lamb’s eyes curved into crescents, smiling. “So I’ll just have to be a little more tolerant of you.”

No.

 Seth thought coldly.

 He doesn’t know anything.

 He doesn’t know the dark thoughts in his heart, doesn’t know he once thought about raising the estate’s walls twice as high, doesn’t know he thought about keeping him locked up here with him forever.

 Like a dragon that has found a precious treasure, he must hide it in his arms, not wanting anyone else to even glance at it.

 But yesterday, seeing the little lamb having so much fun, those dark thoughts were popped one by one like bubbles.

 He wanted his little lamb to be happy forever.

The man walked over and took Fang Chen’s hand, saying in a low voice, “Thank you, baby.”

 “In a couple of days, let’s go skiing in Switzerland.”
“Okay, okay!”

Even though it had just snowed and the weather was freezing, the amusement park was still crowded.

 Fang Chen, however, was very excited. He found everything interesting, his eyes not big enough to take it all in, his little head turning everywhere.

 Seth went to the ticket office and came back with two wristbands, putting one on Fang Chen. “What do you want to ride first?”

Fang Chen pointed casually, “The drop tower!”

 Even from a distance, you could hear the screams. Seth frowned. “That’s too dangerous.”

Fang Chen thought again. “Then the rollercoaster.”
The man shook his head. “It’s too cold today. One ride and the wind could easily make you catch a cold.”

The little lamb looked at him with a deadpan expression.
Seth paused, then quickly changed his tune. “Alright, you can ride whatever you want.”

Fang Chen snorted and dragged Seth by the hand to the rollercoaster queue.

 Fortunately, they had arrived relatively early, and it wasn’t too crowded. It was soon their turn.
It was Fang Chen’s first time, and he was so excited he was about to jump up and down. He dragged Seth onto the ride. While waiting for the staff to secure their safety equipment, he secretly held the man’s hand. “If you get scared, you can scream. I can pretend I don’t hear you.”

Seth glanced at him. “Oh.”
“Are you very nervous?” the little lamb asked him.
“I’m not nervous.”
“Then why are your palms so sweaty?”
“That’s you.”
“…”
Fang Chen nonchalantly let go of his hand. “I’m not nervous either.”

.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh—”

 The rollercoaster reached its highest point and then plunged down wildly. The wind rushed past, almost blowing Fang Chen into a little idiot. He was wailing and shrieking, becoming one of the loudest sources of noise on the ride.

After one round, when the rollercoaster stopped and the safety harnesses were released, Fang Chen didn’t move.

 He looked up and gave the man a pitiful look.
Seth understood instantly. Suppressing a laugh, he reached over and picked him up. Fang Chen immediately wrapped his arms around his neck and buried his face.

The man patted his back, amused. “Such a baby.”
Fang Chen’s voice was muffled. “That was so scary. I feel like my heart is about to jump out.”

 “Then let’s not ride things like this. Let’s switch to something more relaxing.”
Seth touched Fang Chen’s face; it was a bit cold. “Are you cold? Let’s go to the rest area and sit for a while, have something hot to drink.”

After being blasted by the cold wind, Fang Chen was indeed chilled to the bone. He nodded. “Let’s go!”
He didn’t even get down, just let Seth carry him over. His legs were really too weak.

There were quite a few empty seats in the rest area. Seth placed Fang Chen on a chair, asked him what he wanted to drink, and went to the front to order.

 Fang Chen rested his chin on his hands. He had just taken out his phone when he suddenly heard someone call him from the side.
“Fang Chen?”

The last person to call his name so suddenly was Chen Fang.
Fang Chen suddenly had a bad feeling.
He paused for two seconds before turning his head. He saw a man in a black trench coat standing beside him, looking at him with a very complicated and slightly shocked expression.
Fang Chen’s mind raced. He finally managed to pull this person out of his memory.
The original owner’s eldest brother from the Fang family.

Encountering a so-called family member for the first time, Fang Chen suddenly felt a little nervous. But looking up and seeing Seth walking towards him with cups in his hand not far away, he relaxed a bit.

 He didn’t call him “Brother,” just gave a polite greeting. “Hi, what a coincidence.”

Fang Ting frowned. “What are you doing here? Did you drop out of school?”

 Fang Chen was speechless for a moment.
“It’s the holidays right now.”

While they were talking, Seth had already walked over. Seeing the little lamb talking to someone, who seemed to be an old acquaintance, a sense of crisis arose in the man’s heart.
He stood in front of Fang Chen without a change in expression, glanced over coolly, and said in a natural tone, “Baby, is this your friend?”

Hearing Seth’s form of address, Fang Ting was utterly shocked.
Fang Chen gave a vague “mhm.” “This is someone I knew back in China.”

 Meeting Fang Ting’s gaze, his mind suddenly went blank. He thought of how Seth had called him “wifey” when he was pretending to be drunk. He steeled himself and said directly, “This is my husband.”

As soon as he said it, the surroundings fell deathly silent.
“I don’t plan on going back to China. I’ll be living here from now on. I’m doing well, and I won’t think about the past anymore. Thank you for the tuition money you gave me. If it’s convenient, you can send me your card number, and I’ll pay the money back.”

After rattling all that off, Fang Chen didn’t linger for a second longer. He grabbed Seth and walked out, not forgetting to take the hot drink from the table before he left.
The drinks at the amusement park are quite expensive.
Don’t waste it!

Walking out of the building, Fang Chen let out a slight sigh of relief.

 After saying all that, could he finally say goodbye to the past for good?
At this thought, Fang Chen’s mood lightened considerably. He raised the cup and took a sip, his eyes curving. “Wow, it’s hot cocoa, so delicious.”

The man beside him was staring at him intently, not saying a word.

 It was only then that Fang Chen felt something was off. He blinked. “What’s wrong? You want some too?”

 He held out the cup to pass it over, but the man gripped his wrist tightly. His dark eyes fixed on him, not missing an inch. Seth spoke hoarsely, “What did you call me just now?”

Fang Chen licked his lips and said weakly, “Don’t mind that. Didn’t you call me that yesterday too? We’re even—”

 “Say it again.”
The man said, word by word.

Fang Chen was dumbfounded. He looked left and right. “Here?”
“Didn’t you just say it in there?” Seth closed in on him step by step, his eyes fixed on him. “Be good, baby. Say it one more time.”

That was purely a spur-of-the-moment thing.
Now that the wind had blown on him, he was much calmer.
Fang Chen whimpered softly, “That was a special situation…”

 Before he could finish, he saw the man lower his eyes slightly, looking extremely disappointed.

The little lamb’s heart softened, and he quickly said, “At home, can I say it at home?”

 Only then did the man raise his eyes again. He reached out and took the hot cocoa Fang Chen had just been drinking, took a sip from the spot where his lip print was, and then said nonchalantly, “Let’s go, baby. What do we play next?”

The little lamb was speechless. …There he goes with the drama again.

After this little interlude, Fang Chen quickly put Fang Ting out of his mind. He looked at the signs, pointed his finger, and said, “Horror Valley. Want to go?”
Seth raised an eyebrow. “You’re asking me?”
Who was the one afraid of the dark and ghosts?

The little lamb clenched his fist. “There are fewer people here, let’s go here first.”
There were indeed fewer people.
There were more ghosts.

After being scared into a scream yet again by a ghost doctor who suddenly popped out, the little lamb shot straight onto the man, burying his head and whimpering, not daring to look at all.
Seth supported his bottom, coaxing him, “There’s a direct exit nearby. Why don’t we just go out?”

 “No.”
Fang Chen struggled to lift his head. “We should at least finish it. We’re already here.”
Seth was helpless. “Then how about I carry you out?”

Fang Chen was about to say no, but then he turned his head and saw the dark corridor. In an instant, the hairs on his arms stood on end. He quickly nodded vigorously. “Okay, okay, okay.”

 A barely perceptible smile touched the man’s lips. He thought this ride was indeed somewhat interesting.

Until it was time for the group mission.
Seth had to put the little lamb down to get a task card from a high place. When he turned back, he was gone.
Only a glow-in-the-dark key was left on the table.
It seemed he had been “captured.”

Seth listened carefully. It didn’t seem like he could hear his little lamb’s screams, so he relaxed a little. He probably wasn’t too scared.
Following the directions, he walked forward quickly.

In the prison at the end of the corridor, Fang Chen was obediently hiding in a corner. He had probably acted too timidly before, because the ghost was even comforting him.

 “You just have to wait here for your boyfriend to come and save you.”

 The little lamb nodded and cooperated, “I won’t make a sound. When he finds me in a bit, I’ll scare him.”
Quickly switching sides.

The ghost was probably speechless too. He scratched his head and left.

 Fang Chen hadn’t been sitting for long when Seth found him. Hearing the footsteps outside, he quickly and quietly moved to the side. When the man walked in, he suddenly jumped out with a loud shout.
“Ahhh—”

The man looked at him with a deadpan expression.

 The little lamb was embarrassed. “Wasn’t that scary?”

 The man held out his hand, and a set of keys appeared before him.

 The little lamb blinked.

 “You’re so brave. It looks like I don’t need to save you.”

 “You do, you do,” the little lamb said quickly. He gripped the iron bars with both hands, wishing he could press his whole face against them. “Save me, please save me.”

Seth looked at him, unmoved.

 The little lamb gritted his teeth and put his hands together in a prayer.
“Husband, please.”

The man froze. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. With extreme speed, he took the key, opened the door, and then pulled the little lamb out and into his arms with one hand.

 Fang Chen was startled. “Don’t do anything reckless. There are cameras here.”
“I won’t do anything else,” the man said in a low voice. “Just a hug.”

Fang Chen stopped struggling and let Seth hold him obediently. After a few seconds, he whispered, “Don’t poke me, okay?”

 The man looked down at him.
The little lamb instantly shut his mouth.

When they came out of Horror Valley, the young lady at the entrance even gave them two devil headbands. Fang Chen immediately put one on, but Seth refused.

 Fang Chen begged him, “Please wear it. We can take a picture together.”

 Seth frowned. “We can take a picture without it.”
The little lamb paused, then blinked his eyes. “Husband, please.”

The man put on the headband in a second. “Baby, is it okay if I wear it like this?”
“…” Hmph, men.

The two of them, wearing matching devil headbands, Fang Chen held up his phone and took a selfie. He looked at it over and over, nodding in satisfaction. “This angle makes me look good. I’ll send this to you, hurry up and change your wallpaper. That one you have makes me look too ugly.”

 Seth looked down at his phone. “Where is it ugly? It’s clearly very cute.”
Fang Chen didn’t look up, replying perfunctorily, “Just change it, husband.”
“Okay, whatever you say.”

Fang Chen’s hand paused. He looked up and smiled at Seth, his eyes curving. “So you’ll listen to me no matter what, right?”
Seth hummed in agreement.

 “When have I ever not listened to you?”
Liar!
Not when they were in bed.

It was Fang Chen’s first time at an amusement park, and he rode almost everything he wanted to. His black hair was already a mess, looking like a scruffy little dog from a distance.

 He saw Fang Ting again in the middle of the day. He didn’t know who he was with, but he didn’t approach Fang Chen to talk again. After seeing Fang Chen, his gaze only paused for a moment before quickly looking away.

 Fang Chen thought this was good.
He didn’t want to have anything to do with the past.
He was going to live his new life.

It was already evening when they left the amusement park. Fang Chen bought a cup of bubble tea and drank it as he walked, his cheeks puffing out as he chewed on the pearls.
Fang Chen hadn’t walked two steps before he whined that he was tired.
Before the word “husband” could even leave his lips, the man had already picked him up.

 Fang Chen handed him the bubble tea. “A drink for you.”

 Seth took a sip. It was too sweet, but he still said, “Mhm, it’s good. You haven’t eaten much all day. What do you want to eat tonight?”

Having a chef who could cook Chinese food at home was much more convenient. You could order dishes anytime, anywhere.

 Fang Chen rested his chin on the man’s shoulder and thought slowly, “Hmm… I want to eat hot pot.”

 “A very, very spicy one.”
Just thinking about it made his mouth water.

Seth patted his butt. “Let’s eat something light for the next two days, baby. It got a little swollen from yesterday.”
Fang Chen gritted his teeth resentfully.
Whose fault was that!!!

Although he said that, when they got back, he still had the chef prepare a hot pot for him, but it was a clear broth, which made Fang Chen eat listlessly.
After taking a bath, he threw himself onto the bed, turning into a dried little lamb strip.

 Seth coaxed him, “I’ll let you have something spicy in a couple of days.”

The little lamb was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly raised his head.

 “I don’t think this is working for us.”

 Seth raised an eyebrow. “What?”

 “About the frequency of sex.”

 “We need to do it scientifically, reasonably.” The little lamb argued plausibly, “It’s best to have a fixed frequency.”

Seth looked down at him, not saying a word.

 The little lamb boldly proposed, “How about once a week?”
The man laughed and asked back, “What do you think?”

The little lamb thought about it and felt it wouldn’t work.
They were like dry wood and a blazing fire.
He also wanted once a week.
He held up three fingers.
Once every three days, then.
But before he could say it, the man grabbed his fingers. “Okay, I agree. Three times a day.”

Huh??

 The little lamb’s eyes widened. “That’s not it.”

 Do it, do it, do it.
Why not just make him into lamb meatballs!
Machine-beaten lamb meatballs o.O!

Fang Chen blinked, using his old trick again, and said softly, “Husband~~ Didn’t you say you’d listen to whatever I say?”

 Seth smiled.

 He held the back of Fang Chen’s thigh with one hand, sliding it all the way down until he grasped his slender ankle.

 “Baby, when you call me that in bed, I’ll just take it as you trying to seduce me.”

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Author’s Note:

 Mini-theater, the DV camera follow-up

 One time, Seth accidentally found the forgotten DV camera in a drawer at home.

 He casually turned it on and flipped through it. The first two videos were the little lamb’s test shots, the camera aimed right at the young man’s entire face, blinking and muttering to himself, wondering if it worked well.

 Seth’s heart skipped a beat from the cuteness. He never knew he had such a treasure at home.

 Flipping further, he saw the recording from his birthday.

 The video started with the young man holding the DV camera, his eyes curved. “Seth, happy birthday. This is the third birthday I’ve spent with you. I hope we have a thirtieth, and a three-hundredth… eh, on second thought, never mind, we’d be old monsters then.”

 After a bit of shaky camera work, the full view of the living room appeared in the recording. Seth estimated he had hidden it on the shelf.

 After that, he saw himself walk in on the video. The little lamb secretly brought out the lopsided cake he had made, and had even taught himself a little dance, singing him the birthday song while dancing.

 He admitted he went a bit overboard that day, but who could resist seeing the soft little lamb shaking his butt and dancing in front of him?

 As the video played on, the footage became R-rated, and the sounds grew more explicit. Just listening to it made the man’s throat dry.

 Fang Chen pushed the door open at that moment. Seth subconsciously tried to hide it behind his back, but he pressed the wrong button. Not only did the sound not turn off, but it was turned up to the maximum, and the whole room was filled with ambiguous moans and gasps.

 Fang Chen was dumbfounded. He looked at the man in disbelief. 

“You’re secretly watching porn by yourself?”

 Seth was silent.

 For the first time, Fang Chen was genuinely a little angry at the man. He walked over with a cold face and held out his hand without a word.

 Seth paused, then handed over the DV camera from behind his back.

 Soon, it was the two of them in silence.

 Fang Chen blushed a little.

 Oh.

 It was a film he starred in.

 Never mind then.