Chapter 55: A Bit Rough, Please Bear With It

With a boom, it was as if something had exploded in Jiang Shi’s mind. When he came back to his senses, the glaring hotel lights reflected in his eyes.

He had been dragged forward a short distance by Cheng Ye. His calves were dangling in the air, two pillows were stuffed behind his waist, and he was consequently sitting up.

Jiang Shi’s upper body was still properly dressed, but below was already bare. The hem of his shirt covered his underwear. Cheng Ye knelt at the corner of the bed and reached out to lift the hem.

Those straight legs dangled at his sides. He reached out his other hand to grasp the slightly trembling calf, playfully squeezing the fleshy part, and had Jiang Shi’s pale foot rest on his shoulder.

Anything that Jiang Shi inflicted upon him, whether desire or pain, could bring Cheng Ye satisfaction.

He narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shi’s desire-filled eyes. He was struggling in his grasp with the strength of a kitten, his voice weak and carrying a hint of a sob that even he hadn’t noticed. “Cheng Ye, you… let me go…”

Not only did Cheng Ye not let go, but the hand resting on the edge of the blue Spongebob underwear even probed a knuckle inside. He hooked it, peeking at a bit of the scenery inside through the narrow gap.

“Young master, your body is much more honest than your mouth.”

It’s not like Jiang Shi was a desireless holy monk. After being treated like that, how could he not have a reaction? But having a reaction didn’t mean he was willing to fool around with Cheng Ye in a hotel room.

The leg pressing on the young man’s shoulder pushed with more force, but this time, no matter how much strength he used, Cheng Ye didn’t move an inch.

The hooking finger moved another fraction inward. Cheng Ye looked at Jiang Shi, his tone light. “Young master, have you ever been serviced before?”

Jiang Shi froze. Before he could answer, Cheng Ye continued.

“I’ve never given a blow-job, but I’ve watched videos. Wanna try?”

Jiang Shi’s brain shut down for a full half-minute before he realized what Cheng Ye had just said.

How could someone say something so explosive with such a normal expression?

“Wait, you…”

Evidently, Cheng Ye had just been informing him. Before Jiang Shi could finish his sentence, he lowered his head right in front of him and, without even using his hands, bit down on the edge.

Who knows what kind of videos he had watched, he had learned to be both erotic and lewd.

Jiang Shi closed his eyes, his breathing heavy, and reached out to grab Cheng Ye’s hair.

The glaring white incandescent light of the hotel filtered through his eyelids, weaving patterns in his vision. The sound of traffic from downstairs gradually faded, and the sound of swallowing and squeezing became more and more distinct.

Jiang Shi felt like he was sinking into a swamp, getting wrapped tighter and tighter, and then with a sudden pull, he ascended into the clouds.

The world became boisterous again, and the sound of horns from downstairs became piercing.

He gasped for air, his eyes misty, unsure if it was sweat or tears. He released the hair clutched in his hand and fell backward, his entire body leaning against the pillows behind him.

Cheng Ye reached up to wipe something from his eyelid and, in front of Jiang Shi, stuck out a section of his tongue. It was bright red, with a whitish coating on it. The sight made Jiang Shi’s heart inexplicably race for a few beats.

He swallowed, then picked up the mineral water bottle next to him and took a few gulps. Finally, he commented nonchalantly, “Young master, you have quite a lot.”

Jiang Shi: “…”

He screamed silently in his heart.

After screaming, he propped himself up with one hand and pulled out a pillow from behind him with the other, throwing it at Cheng Ye.

Cheng Ye turned sideways to dodge the pillow. “You cast me aside after you’ve had your fun?”

“Shut up!” Jiang Shi hissed at him in a low voice, only to realize after speaking that his own voice was hoarse and raspy.

An indescribable scent floated in the air. His pants were still hanging halfway down his legs, and the handprints Cheng Ye had left on his thighs were very obvious.

He looked like he had been almost played to ruin.

But the truth was, Cheng Ye hadn’t used much force at all. He felt that Jiang Shi’s skin wasn’t like tofu, but more like tofu pudding—it would dissolve with a single touch.

Jiang Shi reached for the pants hanging on his legs, but his hand was stopped by Cheng Ye. He lifted the fabric from underneath, showing a part to Jiang Shi. “It’s stained. Are you sure you want to wear it?”

Jiang Shi looked down and indeed saw a few white spots on Spongebob’s square body. The yellow sponge on the fabric was still grinning. He felt he would never be able to look at Spongebob the same way again in this lifetime.

Cheng Ye held his leg and pulled the pants off. This time, Jiang Shi was truly completely bare, exposed to the air everywhere. He lifted the blanket and, like an eel, burrowed inside, then pulled the blanket up tightly, leaving only his eyes glaring at Cheng Ye with no real threat.

“Cheng Ye, what are you doing? Don’t forget we’re still students.”

Cheng Ye hooked the blue fabric with his finger and stood up, casually balling it up and stuffing it into his own pocket. “Nothing. Going to buy you a new pair.”

He took off his jacket and tied it around his waist, then took the mineral water to the bathroom to rinse his mouth. When he came out, Jiang Shi was still staring at him in the same position.

His physical desire unsatisfied, Cheng Ye looked very tense. He stood by the door, his eyes dark and gloomy, but his voice sounded very calm. “Young master, from the looks of it, you seem to be expecting me to do something.”

Jiang Shi cursed him for being shameless.

Cheng Ye chuckled and turned to leave.

The wind was cold in the middle of the night. Many leaves had fallen from the trees at the hotel entrance. The branches overhead were sparse, and the moonlight offered no warmth.

Cheng Ye’s jacket was tied around his waist. Underneath, he wore only a thin T-shirt. The cold wind blew in, and the slightly astringent feeling in his mouth gradually soothed his restlessness.

The mental satisfaction overshadowed the physical need.

He stood there at the entrance, staring at the cold, clear moon in the sky for a long time, so long that the restlessness in his body completely subsided before he turned and went to the supermarket next door.

He returned to the hotel with a new pair of underwear. Perhaps because he had just released his tension, Jiang Shi had fallen asleep, curled up in the blankets.

He hadn’t even taken off his jacket. Lifting the blanket, he saw a pair of curled-up legs.

The person on the bed was sleeping without any defenses. Cheng Ye reached out, and with a gentle pull, the legs parted.

He didn’t do anything, just applied medicine to the reddened inner thighs.

Jiang Shi was woken by the cold sensation. He groggily opened his eyes to see Cheng Ye with his head bowed in front of him. His thoughts hadn’t caught up yet, still stuck in the previous scene. His body ached, and he reached out to push Cheng Ye’s head away.

“No more, Cheng Ye…”

“No more what?” Cheng Ye straightened up accordingly and pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands. “You can’t even take it once? Young master, you’re a bit weak.”

Hearing the word “weak,” Jiang Shi was wide awake. He didn’t know what Cheng Ye had been doing, but his inner thighs felt slick. He pulled the blanket over himself again. Guessing that Cheng Ye wouldn’t do anything else to him, he let down his guard, his expression looking a little listless.

“I haven’t slept well for four whole days. Even a man of iron couldn’t withstand this much torment.”

In any case, it definitely wasn’t because he was weak.

Cheng Ye tore open the packaging of the new underwear and patted Jiang Shi’s butt, which was covered by the blanket. “Right, you’re not weak. Lift the blanket a bit.”

Jiang Shi clutched the blanket tightly. “What are you doing?”

Cheng Ye said, “Putting your underwear on for you.”

“…”

Can you not say such explosive things with such a serious expression?

Jiang Shi gritted his teeth. “I’ll do it myself.”

Cheng Ye suggested, “I can help you.”

Jiang Shi rejected his suggestion without a second thought, snatched the new underwear from his hand, and tilted his chin at him. “Turn around.”

Cheng Ye said, “I’ve seen what should be seen and what shouldn’t. Is the young master still going to be a stranger at a time like this?”

Jiang Shi grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. “Hurry up.”

Cheng Ye could only turn around with great regret.

A rustling sound came from behind him. Jiang Shi deftly put on his pants. He stood barefoot on the floor, reached out to pull at his slightly wrinkled school uniform jacket, then, as if remembering something, his movements paused. He asked Cheng Ye, “What about the pair I was wearing before?”

Cheng Ye put the jacket that had been tied around his waist back on. The right pocket was slightly bulging. His expression was normal. “Threw it away.”

Jiang Shi looked at him suspiciously.

Cheng Ye found his shoes, his tall frame squatting in front of Jiang Shi. “Put on your shoes and let’s go. Gao Xinhe said the head teacher is doing room checks tonight.”

Jiang Shi leaned on Cheng Ye’s shoulder and stuck out his foot for him to put on his sock. “So the hotel you booked, can you still get a refund?”

“Can’t.”

And so, Jiang Shi’s hand moved up, grabbing his short hair and giving it a tug. “You’re really the most wasteful person I’ve ever seen. A hotel room that costs over two hundred a night, and you only stay for an hour?”

Cheng Ye’s head was pulled up by the tug, like a big dog being pulled by its owner’s leash. “It’s not expensive.”

He was reluctant to buy a twenty-one-yuan shirt, but he would get a two-hundred-yuan hotel room without a second thought. Cheng Ye’s spending habits left Jiang Shi utterly amazed.

The room’s window hadn’t been opened, and the smell lingered. The more Jiang Shi smelled it, the more his face burned. He quickly opened the window and waited for the smell to dissipate before going to check out.

It was only around ten o’clock at night, and there were still many students coming and going on the street. As Jiang Shi walked, his expression became a little off, and he started walking slower and slower.

Cheng Ye noticed and slowed his pace to match his. Afraid that Jiang Shi would get angry, he spoke very quietly this time.

“The young master’s skin is too delicate. I didn’t control the strength in my hands when I was biting you just now, and the inside got chafed.”

Jiang Shi: “…”

He said, “Are your hands made of tree bark?”

“A bit rough. Please bear with it.”

“…”

Jiang Shi refused to let him carry him no matter what. By the time the two of them slowly and painstakingly walked back to the dorm, it was almost eleven o’clock.

Chen Yi was standing in their dorm with a roll-call book. “Qiu Maolin, why are you the only one from Class One in the dorm? Where are Cheng Ye and Jiang Shi?”

Qiu Maolin’s eyes darted left and right, not daring to look at Chen Yi who was standing in front of him. “Uh… um… Cheng Ye and the others…”

Suddenly, his sharp eyes caught sight of two slow-moving figures at the door. He shot up from his seat. “Jiang Shi and Cheng Ye are back from the toilet!”

Chen Yi was startled by his movement. She turned to look and indeed saw Jiang Shi and Cheng Ye. “You child, what are you being so jumpy for?” She took her pen and checked off Jiang Shi’s and Cheng Ye’s names. “It’s getting late. Now that you’re back, hurry up and rest.”

She asked Cheng Ye, “Did you finish your business?”

Cheng Ye stood by the door with his hands down, looking like a good student. “It’s done.”

After a few more words, Chen Yi left. Jiang Shi sat down, holding onto the railing. Next to him was the school bag Cheng Ye had carried.

The moment Qiu Maolin saw the two of them, he became uncomfortable, tore off a piece of paper, and ran to the toilet.

Cheng Ye opened the school bag and started taking things out one by one.

First, clothes. “Autumn is here. I bought you a jacket and a sweatshirt. I wanted to buy shoes too, but there was no room in the bag. I’ll buy them here in a couple of days.”

In the past, Jiang Shi would have felt embarrassed, but after being tormented today, he felt he deserved all of this. He nodded at Cheng Ye. “Put it over there.”

Cheng Ye did so and then took out the roast duck from the bag. “This is the roast duck I told you about on the phone.”

“And pastries, pastries from an old brand, and models that aren’t sold here in Lincheng…”

With each item he took out, the bag became a little less full, until the very end…

“These are candies.”

A small pile of colorful candies. They had been kept warm for a while, and some had already started to melt a little.

Cheng Ye paused, took out a crumpled plastic bag, and swept all the candies into it. “This is cheap, and it’s melted. Give it to Gao Xinhe.”

He took the bag and, with a rustle, poured something out. “These are cookies. Try them and see if they’re good.”

Before Jiang Shi could react, a small cookie was stuffed into his mouth. He chewed a couple of times and commented, “They’re average.”

Cheng Ye: “Then let’s keep half. The rest is for Gao Xinhe.”

With another rustle, he poured out a large pack of tea leaves and two small tea bags.

He asked Jiang Shi, “Do you drink tea?”

The eighteen-year-old Jiang Shi looked up at him with wide eyes.

Cheng Ye fell silent for a moment. “Give it to Gao… never mind, I’ll keep it. Gao Xinhe wouldn’t know how to appreciate it.”

Gao Xinhe: “?? “