Chapter 106 Give Me a Kiss Before You Leave

Chapter 106: Kiss Me Before You Go

Fu Yan sighed softly, "Asleep, looks like I'll have to feed you the medicine by mouth-to-mouth feeding."

His words had barely faded when the boy on the bed's thick eyelashes fluttered rapidly twice, then he snapped his eyes open.

Du Yang pushed himself up on the bed, shot a resentful, aggrieved look at Fu Yan, then took a deep breath, picked up the medicine bowl from the bedside table, furrowed his brows, and downed the medicine.

That scoundrel Fu Yan—if he drank it himself, it'd be bitter for maybe ten seconds, but if he let Fu Yan feed him mouthful by mouthful, it would definitely be bitter for at least ten minutes.

Du Yang had endured a lot of hardship in his life, but he could count on one hand the number of times he'd suffered the bitterness of taking medicine.

Back in the Du family, every time he got sick, he just endured it—fevers, colds, injuries—he got through most of it on his own. Only a few times, when he was so sick he passed out, did Du Debao take him to the clinic for an injection and a couple of days of medicine, just enough to keep him from dying.

He'd already suffered so much bitterness; he shouldn't be afraid of drinking herbal medicine. Maybe it was because someone doted on him now, or perhaps he didn't want to endure bitterness anymore.

These past few days, every time he had to take the medicine, he had to psych himself up. Du Yang had thought that since he was spending the weekend at the villa, he wouldn't have to drink it, but he hadn't expected Fu Yan to be so thorough—he'd brought the medicine along.

Du Yang tilted his head back and downed the bitter herbal medicine in one go. Fu Yan immediately popped a lollipop into his mouth. Du Yang sucked on it a couple of times, the candy's sweetness gradually cut the bitterness.

Before Fu Yan could comfort him, Du Yang rolled over, slid down against the headboard, and lay with his back to Fu Yan, leaving him with a round, fuzzy back of the head.

His kid was really scared of taking medicine. Fu Yan felt helpless, and at the same time, a pang of bitterness filled his heart—Du Yang had endured too much suffering.

Instead of rushing to wash the bowl, Fu Yan climbed onto the bed and embraced the boy from behind, resting his chin on the top of Du Yang's soft hair. He whispered comfortingly, his large hand enveloping the boy's hand resting on his chest.

"I know Yangyang is scared of the bitter taste. You've already endured so much bitterness. If... you really don't want to take the medicine," Fu Yan paused, "we'll take a break, okay?"

He wanted to give Du Yang a life of nothing but sweetness—he even wished he could bear the bitterness of taking medicine for him.

Du Yang was stunned for a moment, then turned to face Fu Yan, looking straight into his eyes.

After taking the medicine for a few days, Du Yang could feel a slight change in his body. He couldn't describe it exactly, but it seemed to be moving in a positive direction, and his energy was better than before.

Drinking the medicine was bitter, but it was truly helping. He didn't want to stop. Only by becoming better would he be worthy of Fu Yan, and not become a burden to him.

The boy's voice was a little hoarse from the exertion in the study earlier. "I can't stop the medicine, brother. I want to become better."

Fu Yan gently kissed his forehead. "Baby, you are already wonderful: intelligent, good-looking, and such a good student. You have no idea how happy I am. I must have accumulated a lot of good karma in my past life to meet you in this one."

"I want Yangyang to be happy and free every day from now on."

Du Yang's eyes suddenly welled up with tears. If Fu Yan had such good karma from his past life, Du Yang would be willing to work like a horse for him forever.

How could Fu Yan be this good?

Wuwuwu, he loved this man so much.

Tears uncontrollably fell. Seeing that he hadn't comforted the boy but instead made him cry, Fu Yan's heart ached even more. He leaned down and tenderly kissed away the tears from the boy's eyes.

"Baby, don't cry. Did I say something wrong?"

"No." Du Yang still had the lollipop in his mouth, his cheeks bulging. "It's just that Brother is too good. I'm so moved, wuwu..."

Fu Yan found it both amusing and heartbreaking. His gaze deepened as he held the boy's cheeks, looked at him, then pulled him lovingly into his arms.

"Baby, don't cry. From now on, save all your tears for when I make you cry * while making love to you, okay?"

The boy in his arms indeed stopped crying, lying motionless in his embrace, as if frightened.

"Is baby scared?" Fu Yan leaned back a little and looked down at the person in his arms.

Upon hearing this, the boy lifted his head. There were still tears at the corners of his eyes, his lashes clumped together by tears, and his face flushed pink. He shook his head, then whispered, barely audible, "Brother, I haven't had my kiss after taking the medicine."

Fu Yan's breath hitched. He took a deep breath and said in a hoarse voice, "Baby, you're tempting me."

"With you, I can't resist temptation at all." With that, Fu Yan didn't give Du Yang a chance to retort. He sealed the soft lips, delving into his mouth to taste the lollipop that was still there.

Du Yang thought it would just be a kiss for a while, but it ended up being three hours.

Afterward, he was as limp as water, held in Fu Yan's arms while Fu Yan massaged his waist to relieve the soreness.

He really hadn't been tempting him; he just wanted a simple kiss.

But in the end, he was kissed all over again.

He was completely spent.

Next weekend, he was going to his grandmother's house!

Over the weekend, Du Yang deeply experienced Fu Yan's persistent and formidable stamina. He was just a weakling, being thoroughly manipulated again and again—tired yet happy.

On Monday morning, Fu Yan drove the Maybach to drop Du Yang off at school. He parked the car and helpfully unbuckled his seatbelt.

"Baby, go to class with peace of mind. Lu Yu won't dare to do anything. Today's 'gift' will be tough on him."

Originally, he was worried that Du Yang would be unsettled, so he planned to let him come to class tomorrow after Lu Yu's apology. But his kid was too fond of studying and didn't want to take any more leave.

The boy turned his head, the corners of his mouth curving upward, his brows and eyes smiling. "Brother, I'm not scared."

In fact, he was even a little excited.

"Mm. I won't go to the office in the morning. I'll wait for you at school. When classes are over at noon, I'll come pick you up." Fu Yan raised his hand, using his thumb to caress the boy's cheek, a flicker in his eyes. "At noon, I'll have Chen Miao come to record the video. He's experienced with this."

Du Yang hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What if Lu Yu doesn't show up?"

A public apology would certainly be unacceptable for Lu Yu. Du Yang wasn't confident either.

Fu Yan's tone was calm and very sure. "He will come. Qin Yue cares about her position in the Lu family. She won't let Lu Yu have a criminal record. She will definitely make him apologize."

"Then I'm really looking forward to it." Du Yang smiled, his eyebrows curved, and his beautiful eyes sparkled with brightness. It was quite a sight.

"Brother, I need to go to class. You don't have to wait around; go back to the office and take care of work." Du Yang picked up his backpack, ready to get out of the car.

"I'll go work in the cafeteria for a while." Fu Yan's large hand rested on the boy's warm nape. "Kiss me before you go."

Hearing that Fu Yan was going to work in the cafeteria, which was at the shop run by Chi Xinya, Du Yang's cheeks involuntarily heated up.

"You... don't go."

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