Chapter 100
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All the intentionally fabricated expressions on Lou Yan’s face disappeared in an instant.
He had never anticipated that Fu Xuezhou would be so direct.
His straight and fair long legs were exposed in the air until transparent water droplets splashed on his legs without hindrance, and Lou Yan came back to his senses.
His eyelids trembled, and a variety of complex emotions surged in his heart, but one by one returned to calm. Lou Yan himself was somewhat surprised because in this situation, his first reaction was not to worry about himself, but to use Fu Xuezhou’s emotions and actions towards him to find an opportunity for himself.
He wanted to steal Fu Xuezhou’s mask and hunter clothes, at least he needed to regain his mobility first. So, he needed to stage a play, a play that would make Fu Xuezhou drop his guard against him, and also make Fu Xuezhou release the silver hair binding his body.
In the blink of an eye, Lou Yan had figured it all out clearly. He opened his eyes, pretending to be incredulous, his face instantly turning extremely ugly.
The anger, half true and half false, emerged, and Lou Yan didn’t care about the pants that had been pulled down, but began to struggle violently.
He exerted all his strength, the muscles on his legs tensed, appearing even more magnificent under the entanglement of the silver hair.
The yellow curtain surrounding them was swayed by Lou Yan’s struggle, and Lou Yan’s shoulders hit the wall with a dull thud. The effect of a grown man struggling with all his strength was quite astonishing; even Fu Xuezhou was hit a few times.
Lou Yan stared fiercely at Fu Xuezhou, his eyes as if wanting to tear Fu Xuezhou to pieces, the sound of teeth colliding making people shudder. “Fu Xuezhou, you dare?!”
This kind of gaze and expression could completely scare someone into wetting their pants on the spot. Fu Xuezhou couldn’t help but hook the corner of his lips, glancing at Lou Yan’s current appearance of being restrained by the silver hair, and the ghost marriage contract on his back warmed slightly, along with an inexplicable sense of restlessness burning from the depths of his heart.
The silver hair danced with his thoughts, squirming like a snake to entangle Lou Yan even tighter, forcibly suppressing Lou Yan.
Lou Yan’s skin turned red under the entanglement of the silver hair, red marks intermingling with the silver hair, piercing into Fu Xuezhou’s eyes. Even Lou Yan’s mouth, which kept spitting out venomous words, was wrapped in silver hair, but Lou Yan’s gaze looking sideways was still so hot and fierce, the corners of his eyes turning red, full of ferocity.
So fierce.
Such wild eyes were hard to tame, reminding Fu Xuezhou of the eagle he quite liked.
Fu Xuezhou lifted his hand to stroke the corner of Lou Yan’s eye, his interest piqued. The deep-seated desire for cruelty and conquest stirred within him, incited by Lou Yan’s provocation.
“Your expression is frightening, and your gaze is intimidating,” Fu Xuezhou smiled slightly. “But speaking tough while bare-legged, Lou Yan, don’t you find it strange?”
Heh.
Lou Yan sneered inwardly twice, his face showing restrained lips and closed eyes, as if unwilling to look at Fu Xuezhou again or engage in conversation with him.
Fu Xuezhou waited for a response for a while, but when none came, he muttered to himself, “Still so disobedient…”
His fingers swept over Lou Yan’s eyes, then suddenly pushed Lou Yan’s shoulder, slamming him hard against the wall.
Lou Yan pressed tightly against the cold wall, and behind him, Fu Xuezhou’s tone became exceptionally cold. “You mentioned in the letter that they touched your waist?”
Lou Yan suddenly had a bad feeling. The next moment, his silver hair wrapped around him lifted his shirt, revealing his slender waist, still bearing Fu Xuezhou’s handprint.
Fu Xuezhou removed the showerhead from above his head and turned the water to its maximum, aiming it at Lou Yan’s lower back and rushing forward.
The intense hot water washed over Lou Yan’s waist, cascading down his hips, buttocks, and thighs, with his underwear clinging damply to his skin. The prisoner pants draped around his ankles were also soaked black by the hot water. Lou Yan let out a muffled groan as the water stimulated goosebumps to rise suddenly on his skin.
Hot water can sterilize, suddenly popped into Lou Yan’s mind.
He endured and closed his eyes.
What was Fu Xuezhou up to?
The water was scalding, and Lou Yan’s skin quickly turned red from the heat. Behind him, Fu Xuezhou continued to ask coldly, “They touched you where else?”
Lou Yan leaned his forehead against the wall, his eyeballs moving imperceptibly under his eyelids, showing a refusal to respond.
Fu Xuezhou was not pleased with Lou Yan’s attitude. He turned Lou Yan around forcibly. Lou Yan faced Fu Xuezhou with his back against the wall. Lou Yan lifted his eyelids to meet Fu Xuezhou’s gaze, feeling a chill in Fu Xuezhou’s eyes.
Lou Yan seemingly avoided Fu Xuezhou’s gaze, lowering his face. Fu Xuezhou lifted his chin, forcing Lou Yan to meet his gaze. “Speak.”
First torment, then wait until the other party becomes fearful and submissive…
Lou Yan recalled the male lion that had escaped from the zoo in his previous life.
Fu Xuezhou’s methods now were so similar to how he dealt with that lion.
Lou Yan lifted his gaze, vaguely seeing his own half-naked appearance reflected in Fu Xuezhou’s pitch-black eyes… His upper garment was lifted to his chest, leaving only his underwear, and the water flowing over his body almost seemed lascivious…
Lou Yan bit his cheek, the smell of blood keeping him rational. Finally, he moved his mouth, but his voice was muffled by the silver hair.
Fu Xuezhou released Lou Yan’s mouth after seeing his movement.
As the silver hair retreated, Lou Yan stopped pretending to struggle. He even lazily leaned against the wall, giving Fu Xuezhou a once-over before chuckling, “Ah… that’s quite a lot, isn’t it? Not only were your hunters touching me, but others were touching me too… The one who touched me the most was you, wasn’t it? Your hands, your face, and even your legs… Shouldn’t you cut off the parts of your body that touched me first?”
Lou Yan’s smile towards Fu Xuezhou was hypocritical, exaggerated yet captivating, with a subtle twist at the corner of his lips, seductive like a flower tainted with poison, not concealing his malice and disdain. His voice was soft to the extreme. “So, do you want to cut yourself first?”
Even though he looked disheveled now, even though most of his body was exposed, it didn’t soften any of the prickliness on his body.
Fu Xuezhou looked at him as if he was looking at the most untamed beast, undoubtedly something that made Fu Xuezhou rarely excited.
Fu Xuezhou enjoyed the process of mutual struggle with the beast, and Lou Yan, compared to all the beasts he had tamed in his previous 291 worlds, was even more special and dangerous.
Fu Xuezhou curved his lips, his gaze sweeping over Lou Yan’s body, as if looking for the next place that needed “cleansing.” He looked very slow and meticulous, deliberate.
Even though Lou Yan knew he was deliberate, even though Lou Yan was very calm, his body still subtly stiffened under Fu Xuezhou’s gaze.
The silver-haired youth examined Lou Yan from his waist to his hips, from his hips to his legs… He didn’t see any traces left by others on Lou Yan’s body, but inexplicably, the sudden heat from within Fu Xuezhou’s body became even more intense.
The external hot water intensified this heat. The ghost marriage contract tattoo on his back also became hotter. This uncontrollable sensation made Fu Xuezhou extremely uncomfortable.
Fu Xuezhou didn’t hesitate to adjust the hot water to cold, his tone dangerous. “You know what I mean. I’ll ask one last time, where else did they touch you?”
Fu Xuezhou had read the letter Lou Yan wrote, but even though he knew where those hunters had touched Lou Yan, he still insisted on Lou Yan saying it himself, which was simply unreasonable.
Lou Yan stiffly replied, “What can you do if I don’t want to say?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xuezhou chuckled lightly, looking calmly at Lou Yan.
Lou Yan’s forehead tightened, feeling something was amiss instinctively. He changed his tune decisively, adopting a sarcastic expression. “But if you let go of my hands, maybe I’ll be willing to show you?”
Fu Xuezhou glanced deeply at Lou Yan, then actually released him. The silver hair that covered Lou Yan receded like a tide, returning to its normal length.
Lou Yan’s shirt, lacking the support of the silver hair, sagged slightly, exposing a portion of his waist, exuding a semi-concealed sensuality.
Rubbing his wrist, Lou Yan’s gaze casually swept over the mask on Fu Xuezhou’s face. He was about to bend down to pull up his pants and straighten his clothes when Fu Xuezhou leisurely stopped his movement. “Don’t move.”
“…”
Lou Yan’s expression darkened, and a strong sense of unease arose within him.
Fu Xuezhou was truly becoming more unreasonable. He lowered his hand, slowly straightened his posture, and stared straight at Fu Xuezhou for several seconds before suddenly smiling. “Okay, I won’t move. Let me tell you like this. You want to know where they touched me, right?”
Since Fu Xuezhou wouldn’t let him fix his clothes, Lou Yan sneered and simply lifted his shirt to just above his chest. His fingertips inadvertently brushed over his sensitive spot, yet he felt nothing himself. With a grin, he pointed below his collarbone and continued to provoke Fu Xuezhou, “The idiot hunter wearing the clown mask grabbed my collar and touched my chest. So, did you chop off his hand like earlier? Or do you want to wash it again like before, Fu Xuezhou?”
His smile was charming, but his eyes were ice-cold.
Following his finger, Fu Xuezhou looked at Lou Yan’s chest.
Lou Yan remained oblivious, casually lifting his shirt and observing Fu Xuezhou’s reaction.
The sensitive spot was already sensitive, but when the cold wind blew and the hot mist sprayed, especially when Fu Xuezhou’s gaze also fell on it… It seemed to sense something, unprecedentedly stiffening, standing erect in the air, asserting its existence.
Its owner hadn’t even noticed yet, just giving a clean look to the silver-haired youth across from him.
Fu Xuezhou watched for a few seconds, making Lou Yan somewhat uncomfortable. A strange feeling arose in Lou Yan’s heart, instinctively letting go of his hand to pull down his clothes, skin-deep smile on his face, “Besides my waist and chest, other places were also touched. Do you want me to point out the next spot for you?”
Fu Xuezhou glanced at him, his gaze lowered, then landed on Lou Yan’s chest, “Pull it up.”
Lou Yan: “…What?”
Fu Xuezhou raised the showerhead in his hand, saying lightly, “Pull up your clothes and clean them.”
… What a lunatic.
Lou Yan reluctantly pulled up his clothes again.
The slightly cold water sprayed fiercely onto his chest, wetting his already damp clothes again and causing Lou Yan to shiver.
Fu Xuezhou and Lou Yan got closer and closer, Lou Yan feeling Fu Xuezhou’s gaze like a tangible presence, carrying an anxious heat that spread throughout his body. The ghost marriage contract tattoo on his back became hotter as Fu Xuezhou approached… In this narrow space, the air seemed infected by the tattoo, suffused with suffocating heat and urgency.
Lou Yan gripped his clothes tighter, his fingers turning white, his skin reddening. He exhaled a hot breath, feeling dizzy from lack of oxygen in his brain.
By the time this “cleansing” was over, Fu Xuezhou’s hand holding the showerhead was just within reach of Lou Yan’s chest.
Lou Yan glanced at the man in front of him and pulled down his dripping wet shirt. The cold clothes, wetted by water, stuck to his body, making his skin tingle.
Fu Xuezhou’s fingers toyed with the showerhead. “Where else?”
Lou Yan looked at him, his eyes flashing, thinking to himself: he’s taking the bait.
Lou Yan pretended to be disgusted, opening his eyes coldly and uttered two words, “The back.”
Fu Xuezhou took a small step forward, bringing them even closer.
The faint scent of Lou Yan lingered at the tip of Fu Xuezhou’s nose.
It was a familiar scent, the fragrance of shampoo and shower gel, pervading the entire bathroom, including Fu Xuezhou himself.
But on Lou Yan’s body, it seemed subtly different.
Fu Xuezhou sniffed the scent, then glanced at the snow-white skin on Lou Yan’s neck, leaning closer to look at Lou Yan’s back.
Lou Yan cast a sidelong glance at his face, Fu Xuezhou’s mask was now just a finger’s breadth away from his face.
Now!
Lou Yan unexpectedly raised his hand and swiftly removed the hunter mask without features from Fu Xuezhou’s face.
Under the mask, Fu Xuezhou’s stunningly beautiful face was tinged with a dark and ambiguous aura, mingling with seductive allure and icy cruelty, breaking his usual indifference and calmness.
Lou Yan grabbed the guard’s uniform hanging on the curtain rod and calmly pulled up his pants. In a flash, he rushed out of the cubicle past Fu Xuezhou.
Inside the cubicle, Fu Xuezhou remained in the same posture for a while.
A few seconds later, he blinked, finally moving again. Fu Xuezhou placed the showerhead on the rack and turned to leave. However, he had only taken a step when he stopped abruptly, looking down at his lower body.
Under the towel, there was now an ambiguous bulge, raised high.
Fu Xuezhou’s fingers twitched twice, his Adam’s apple rolling slightly. He glanced at the ghost marriage contract tattoo on his back, muttering coldly to himself, “It must be because of you.”
The ghost marriage contract was really troublesome.
It actually affected him to this extent.
***
Lou Yan quickly ran to the switch of the bathroom lights.
Just before Fu Xuezhou caught up, he decisively pressed the switch.
The overhead light blinked twice, “click” went the sound, and the light went out, plunging the bathroom into darkness.
Lou Yan’s face remained calm, but his heart urged him anxiously: Wen Yian, hurry up and come!
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