Chapter 100: I’m a Dog, I’m the Young Master’s Dog!

Chapter 100: I'm a Dog, I'm the Young Master's Dog!

They weren't just following Fu Chenzhan's orders—they were also eyes and ears that Fu Xiao and the other man had planted as spies around him.

Young Master Fu was usually calm and composed, looking perfectly presentable, but he'd snap at random times.

Ever since he first saw blood in middle school, the blood on his hands was beyond counting.

Since they had started following Young Master Fu, over three-quarters of the jobs they handled involved Young Master Chi.

They couldn't figure it out—how could any of his actions suggest he didn't care about Young Master Chi?

It was just that many of the things Young Master Fu did were way too violent for someone his age, and many people didn't know about them, especially not Young Master Chi.

A boy with Young Master Chi's looks never got harassed by anyone since childhood—all thanks to Young Master Fu.

They were frustrated too. Young Master Fu cared so much—why wouldn't he show it in front of Young Master Chi? So much so that outsiders thought he didn't like Young Master Chi at all.

This whole situation was too torturous. The few bodyguards who knew the truth were at their wit's end, totally miserable.

Now they all knew Young Master Chi was going to break off the engagement with Young Master Fu. All they could say was: Young Master Fu really blew a good hand—serves him right.

Usually, when Young Master Chi leaned into him, he'd sit up straight and proper. Now he's sneaking in at night???

Yeah, real impressive.

The bodyguards had a lot on their minds, but their faces stayed neutral as they respectfully left the room.

The door closed, and all three of them wanted to light up.

Unfortunately, Young Master Chi didn't like the smell of smoke, and Young Master Fu didn't allow his personal bodyguards to smoke either.

"Young Master Fu isn't going to do anything to Young Master Qin, is he?" one of the bodyguards asked in a low voice.

If he did something, the two families would definitely go to war.

"No..." said the oldest bodyguard.

Fu Xiao and Li Meirong didn't hold back when they fought. If they got upset, they'd beat Fu Chenzhan half to death themselves without any outside help.

Although Young Master Fu didn't exactly listen to them, he should still know to tread lightly.

Whatever he wanted to do, he'd have to pick the right moment.

With those two keeping him in check, there were many things he simply couldn't do.

Of course, there was one crucial point—though with how cold-blooded Young Master Fu was, he might not think of it—which was: Young Master Chi and Young Master Qin were so close. If Young Master Fu laid a hand on Young Master Qin, wouldn't Young Master Chi hate him even more?

Then there'd be no fixing that relationship at all.

Inside the room, Fu Chenzhan knelt by the bed, staring at Chi Xingcun's face.

His face wasn't as cold and ruthless as usual; instead, his eyes were filled with gentleness and longing.

He picked Chi Xingcun up and carried him to the sofa.

Chi Xingcun straddled him, his body going limp, unconsciously leaning against his shoulder, eyes closed, eyelashes dark and long.

There was no other way—for now, he could only resort to this to get close to his baby.

"Baby, why won't you behave? Why did you let him touch you?"

He lowered his cold, stern face to brush against Chi Xingcun's earlobe, his eyes filled with barely contained madness and obsession.

"Keep loving me, alright?"

"It's fine. Once I take care of them, I'll come get you."

"When that happens, we can be together forever."

"I'm sorry, baby... just kill me, baby..."

Fu Chenzhan spoke to the unconscious man.

It was also like he was talking to himself.

He kissed Chi Xingcun's face slowly, from forehead to chin.

"I love you so much, baby."

An hour later, Fu Chenzhan finally came out of the room.

The bodyguards immediately straightened up and followed Fu Chenzhan out.

......

The next day, Qin Liyi woke up on the floor.

He pressed his temple, rubbing his head that ached for no reason, and got up.

He saw the young master sleeping peacefully in bed, the blanket tucked in neatly.

He climbed onto the bed, scooted close to the young master, and pulled him into his arms.

He hugged the young master and nuzzled him—his head hurt so bad, he had to nuzzle him and breathe in his nice scent to make the pain go away.

Chi Xingcun was stirred awake by the movement.

He turned over and hugged Qin Liyi back.

He suddenly noticed Qin Liyi's face looking a bit pale. His drowsiness vanished, and he frowned, asking worriedly, "What's wrong?"

"Headache. Fell off the bed." Qin Liyi wasn't hiding anything.

Sure enough, the young master's attention was all on him. Fell off the bed? How could he have fallen off the bed?

His soft hand rubbed his temple, then he pressed the back of his hand against his forehead:

"Did you have a blanket on? Did you catch a cold?"

The back of his hand didn't feel any heat—it was actually a bit cool.

"I'll go grab you some medicine."

Chi Xingcun tried to get up, but Qin Liyi looped an arm around his waist and pulled him back.

Qin Liyi lay on top of him, his voice lazy and a little hoarse from just waking up:

"No. Just let me hold you."

"..." Chi Xingcun felt a bit helpless. "Doesn't your head hurt?"

Qin Liyi said, "A hug will make the pain go away."

Left with no choice, Chi Xingcun just stayed lying down.

He stroked the back of Qin Liyi's neck.

"I want a kiss," Qin Liyi whined.

Chi Xingcun kissed his forehead.

Qin Liyi closed his eyes in enjoyment, then his dreamy gaze suddenly turned to the cabinet in the corner, which was stacked with books and full of gaps.

Qin Liyi's place was always kept at a constant 26°C, with the AC running nonstop. Plus, the floor was carpeted, so even if he fell off the bed, it wouldn't be cold.

It was January, and the weather was freezing. Although he'd turned on the heater last night, his floor didn't have a fluffy, warm carpet...

Also, the bed in Qin Liyi's home was 2.5 meters wide—there was no way to fall off it no matter how much he tossed and turned.

The bed in this rented room was 1.8 meters wide.

If they slept together, it was really a bit cramped.

Especially since Qin Liyi's frame was just too big.

"Let's go back to your place..." Chi Xingcun said quietly.

Qin Liyi's body stiffened. "Who has a headache? I'm not in any pain."

He started to get up.

Chi Xingcun chuckled softly and pulled him back down. "I mean, I'll go back with you."

Qin Liyi's eyes lit up instantly, and he turned his head to look at him. "Is it because I fell off the bed?"

"..." Chi Xingcun fell silent. Qin Liyi was always thinking about him. He shook his head. "This place is only fit for one person. But now that I'm with you, I can't only think about myself."

Actually, he'd already had this thought yesterday when he watched Qin Liyi go into the bathroom—it was too small, and this room was small everywhere, just not a fit for Qin Liyi.

Qin Liyi's heart skipped a beat, then began pounding wildly.

He pounced on Chi Xingcun again, rubbing against him like a crazed dog. "Baby, baby, how can you be so good? Baby, baby, I love you so much, I love you so much, baby, baby, kiss kiss kiss kiss, baby, baby, muah muah muah muah muah muah muah."

Qin Liyi squeezed him, and Chi Xingcun laughed out loud.

"You're not a puppy..." Chi Xingcun muttered, his face red.

Qin Liyi was totally mesmerized by the sight of him, completely losing his bearings, his mind starting to spin.

"I am a dog. I'm the young master's dog."

"?"

Chi Xingcun froze.

"Young master, let the doggy lick you, give the doggy some reward."

Chi Xingcun couldn't even look at him anymore, burying his flushed face into the pillow.

Qin Liyi was being sweet with the young master, but one thought dominated his mind—someone had come inside last night.