Chapter 46: Bathing Together

Chapter 46: Bathing Together

Chen Shuoan forced himself to stay calm, picking up the handkerchief from the small table by the pool and leaning in toward Yuan Rang's face to carefully wipe the bloodstains from his skin.

He didn't dare move much, afraid of brushing against the wounds and making them fester and get infected.

He felt Yuan Rang's hand come over and pinch his earlobe.

"It's so red."

Chen Shuoan really couldn't take it anymore. He turned his head away and took a step, about to make a run for it.

This job's not for him—go find someone else!

Yuan Rang let out a soft chuckle, hooking an arm around him and settling him in front of himself, growling out two words from his throat: "Continue."

Chen Shuoan: "..."

"Don't do this." He pouted, his cheeks puffing out like a pufferfish.

Yuan Rang was handsome but had a black heart: "What did I do?"

Chen Shuoan was so mad he nearly wrung the cloth in his hand into a ball. He got angry, and then... just got angry, and shut his mouth, stopping paying attention to him.

Luckily, Yuan Rang didn't pull any more stunts. Chen Shuoan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his face completely clean.

"Once we get back to the room, you need to put some medicine on it. It shouldn't leave a scar."

Chen Shuoan stared at Yuan Rang's face—this guy had sharp brows and piercing eyes, with a cold, sharp jawline. Now with a few scars of varying sizes on his cheeks, it gave him an extra edge of wildness.

He was about to get out of the bath, which was so hot it made his heart race with embarrassment, but the next second Yuan Rang grabbed his waist and pulled him into the water.

That big hand kneaded and toyed with his waist, boldly pinching and squeezing through his soaked clothes.

Chen Shuoan's breath quickened, and he murmured in a daze: "Your Highness..."

"Shuo'an." Yuan Rang's lips rested against his cheek, just lightly pressed—no rubbing, no sucking, as if he didn't dare to take it any further.

"I'm burning up."

His Highness the Sixth Prince had his own little agenda.

He'd waited until now to admit something that could've happened half an hour ago.

Chen Shuoan was absolutely sure of this.

Yuan Rang was hot all over, and he made Chen Shuoan burn right along with him.

"I feel so bad. Shuo'an, help me, please?"

Yuan Rang coaxed him step by step, finally baring his fangs at his innocent prey.

Chen Shuoan looked up at him with dazed eyes, as if he couldn't understand what that meant, his lips slightly parted, showing a hint of wet, red inside: "What?"

Yuan Rang ran his tongue over his sharp fangs, then leaned in to nuzzle him, looking utterly pitiful.

Chen Shuoan's limbs went weak, and he tumbled into Yuan Rang's arms, splashing up a spray of scalding water.

Yuan Rang really wasn't going to let him off the hook today.

He let out a muffled groan, as if he was in agony, pressing Chen Shuoan's lower back against his own body, putting on such a pitiful show.

"Shuo'an... Shuo'an, please."

Chen Shuoan felt the heat, his eyes growing misty and red, and he completely collapsed onto Yuan Rang.

Yuan Rang couldn't help kissing his burning earlobe.

Chen Shuoan's face flushed bright red as Yuan Rang pressed him against the warm stone wall, his voice cracking: "Don't—let me do it!"

Yuan Rang breathed heavily, his phoenix eyes lifting slightly to stare at him, his face full of lust, looking like he was giving in, yet also like a storm was brewing.

"I'll stay still."

Chen Shuoan turned his face away, his neck turning red with embarrassment, and shot him a weak glare.

Yuan Rang let out a low chuckle, leaning in to murmur in his ear, his hot breath hitting Chen Shuoan's earlobe, making him flinch.

"Thanks, Shuo'an."

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Chen Shuoan buried his head on his desk, trying to catch up on sleep, but his eyes wide open, unable to fall asleep.

He really loved staying up late—it felt like his soul was floating out of his body.

He let out a groan and covered his face in agony.

It's all Yuan Rang's fault!

He raised his head in frustration, glaring at the empty seat in front of him.

Yuan Rang had called in sick today, lying in bed burning up and out of it.

Burning up like that and still acting so slutty—let the bastard burn to death.

Chen Shuoan cursed inwardly, his ears flushing red, pressing a cold book against his ears to cool them down.

It's fine, just a friendly exchange. Chen Shuoan, don't take it to heart at all.

Friendly, my ass!

Yuan Rang just turned fifteen yesterday, and he was developed pretty damn well.

That incident had seriously dealt a blow to his self-esteem—it was anything but friendly!

Chen Shuoan bit his hand in frustration, feeling so insecure.

Zheng Yuanzhi, sitting next to him, was curious about why he was so gloomy today and leaned over to ask him: "What's wrong with you? Did a demon suck your life force last night? Your dark circles are so bad."

Chen Shuoan couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

Zheng Yuanzhi was dumb but lucky—he always managed to hit the nail on the head from some weird angle.

"Don't look like that. The teacher's about to walk in. Careful, he'll skin you alive."

Zheng Yuanzhi nudged his foot, trying to snap him back to reality.

Chen Shuoan was now very carefree about everything: "It's fine. It won't kill me. Worst case, I die—and death would be even better."

Qin Zhonglian raised his long brows and pointed at him with a chuckle: "Great, another one's lost it."

Li Wei couldn't take it anymore, rushed over to shove them out of the way, and pulled Chen Shuoan fully into his arms, comforting him: "They're heartless. Shuo'an, only I truly care for you."

Chen Shuoan let out a lazy "mm" in acknowledgment, curious to see what his sincerity looked like.

Li Wei pulled a cloth pouch from behind him and handed it over: "Yesterday was the winter solstice. I figured you and His Highness the Sixth Prince hadn't left the palace to attend the banquet, so I brought some things from home for you both. Take a quick look and see if you like them."

Chen Shuoan was so moved he nearly shouted, "True kindness exists in this world—Li Wei is so handsome, and he's totally obsessed with us."

Zhang Chenggong, so jealous his face was all scrunched up, rushed over to peek into the pouch as well.

Chen Shuoan: "..."

A tiny pouch, but so much stuff inside.

A bamboo dragonfly, a small wooden sword, a beat-up jade cup, and a thick stack of rice paper.

Zhang Chenggong sneered at the contents: "Brother Li, gifting these to Shuo'an—guess your house got a lot cleaner, huh?"

Li Wei gave a tight, insincere smile, leaning in to look as well, and said, "Zhang Chenggong, don't badmouth me. I picked items with the best meanings..."

"..."

Clearly, Li Wei himself couldn't believe what he'd brought, and fell silent for a moment.

Zheng Yuanzhi drew in a sharp breath and said in a low, eerie voice: "So he brought the finest junk from home."

Qin Zhonglian burst out laughing, slapping a heavy hand on Chen Shuoan's shoulder, laughing at him like a total airhead.

Li Wei's handsome face flushed bright red, feeling that screwing this up was a total disgrace to his reputation as Young Master Li, and began to explain: "I must have grabbed the wrong one. Shuo'an, I'll bring you something else tomorrow."

Zhang Chenggong, suddenly having an epiphany as he looked at Li Wei's face, leaned in and whispered, "Were these meant for Shuo'an and His Highness the Sixth Prince?"

Li Wei nodded excitedly, his face alight: "Exactly. I picked a pair of jade pendants with excellent meanings, and I wanted to give them out just at this opportunity."

Zhang Chenggong nodded in approval, feeling that Li Wei was a role model for all of them.

Some people are in love, some watch the sea at night, and some blow their fortune just to see their favorite CP have a passionate romance.