ASSHKHME Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Si Ha Si Ha

As soon as he entered the house, before he even had time to turn on the lights, Chen Zhuo was pinned against the door by Xie Yu.

His waist was held tightly, and even both of his wrists were grasped and pinned above his head by Xie Yu’s one hand. The scent of alcohol and the surge of hormones swept over him.

Chen Zhuo had nowhere to retreat, struggling to fend off Xie Yu, who was somewhat rough after drinking.

Xie Yu breathed heavily into his ear, fiercely saying, “You’re not allowed to wear other men’s scarves again in the future, and not jackets either! If you get any other wild men’s scent on you again, I’ll fuck you to death, you hear me?”

Chen Zhuo’s blood boiled.

Compared to a docile puppy squatting by his feet and obediently getting its head petted, he preferred Xie Yu’s bad-dog behavior of wanting to pee and mark his territory.

Chen Zhuo clung to Xie Yu’s shoulders and raised his leg.

He teasingly grazed Xie Yu’s cool belt buckle.

He pressed his cheek against Xie Yu’s and provoked, “After drinking so much, do you still have the ability to fuck me to death?”

Xie Yu chuckled softly in the darkness, and suddenly lifted him up with a ruthless strength, saying maliciously, “Why don’t we try and see? Don’t chicken out later!”

Chen Zhuo lightly patted Xie Yu’s face with the back of his hand, and scoffed, “Whoever chickens out is a grandson.”

The wall clock chimed at midnight.

The wool carpet listened to the most enticing moans.

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Chen Zhuo leaned against the headboard, lighting a cigarette. Wisps of smoke swirled around his handsome and flawless face. He narrowed his eyes, admiring Xie Yu cleaning up the battlefield.

Xie Yu sensed the temperature of the gaze behind him, turned his head to look at him, and said with a wicked smile, “Still craving more?”

Chen Zhuo “tched” and flicked the ash into the white porcelain bowl temporarily serving as an ashtray.

“On the first day of school, when you were standing half-naked under the fan, I thought, your waist must be strong.”

Xie Yu raised an eyebrow, walked to the bedside, took the half-burnt cigarette from his hand.

He put the wet cigarette holder to his lips, his fingers stroking Chen Zhuo’s chin, forcing him to look up, “So you coveted my beauty so early? Little Zhuo’er, you hid it well.”

Chen Zhuo slapped his hand away, amused, “Don’t be so narcissistic, I was annoyed with you back then, I didn’t have any other thoughts about you.”

Xie Yu smiled, about to say something.

Chen Zhuo suddenly grabbed his wrist, “What’s wrong with your hand? Did you fight again?”

Xie Yu casually pulled his hand back, “It’s nothing, I just ran into a guy with a smart mouth and gave him a little lesson.”

Chen Zhuo frowned, “Don’t always be so impulsive. Adults can’t always use force to solve problems. What if you run into a ruthless person and they stab you in the back?”

Xie Yu stubbed out the cigarette, leaned over and kissed him, “I won’t anymore, I have a sense of proportion, I won’t let you become a widow.”

Chen Zhuo slapped his arm hard, “Don’t talk nonsense, I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to use your hands again in the future, you hear me?”

Xie Yu rubbed his arm and nodded repeatedly, complaining, “Look at you, hitting me without asking what happened, why don’t you ask me if I was bullied?”

Chen Zhuo chuckled and touched his head, “Who can bully you? Young Master Xie?”

Xie Yu raised his eyebrows: “Chen Zhuo, on the first day of school, you slapped me across the face, and you’re always attacking me personally.”

Chen Zhuo glared at him, “Didn’t you deserve it? Who told you to be so ‘asking for a beating’?”

Xie Yu was unconvinced, “Who is really ‘asking for a beating’ between us? But it’s strange, you should know, I’ve never really been ruthless to you, it’s just because you’re good-looking that I let you get away with things. If you were fat and ugly, I would have beaten you until you were crawling on the ground, and you would have cried and asked to change dorms that day.”

Chen Zhuo moved his wrist, “Stop bragging, want to try fighting? Who cries isn’t certain.”

Xie Yu smiled and pulled his hand over, kissing it, “Alright, alright, my ancestor, I wouldn’t dare to make you cry, I only dare to…”

Xie Yu looked at Chen Zhuo with a mischievous smile. Chen Zhuo pursed his lips and smiled, “Such a bad character.”

Xie Yu moved closer to him, held his knee, and blinked, “We’re not done yet, we agreed you’re not allowed to chicken out, whoever chickens out is a grandson.”

Chen Zhuo kicked him, pulled the quilt over himself, “It’s almost dawn, let’s go to sleep, grandpa.”

Xie Yu choked.

He smiled helplessly, “Chen Little Zhuo’er, ah, Chen Little Zhuo’er, how can you be so ‘asking for a beating’ and yet so cute?”

Chen Zhuo yawned, “Go to sleep, I have to go to the hospital tomorrow. After all, Uncle Xu had surgery, it wouldn’t be good if I didn’t go see him.”

Xie Yu rolled his eyes, “I don’t know why, but I seem to be allergic to the surname Xu.”

Chen Zhuo leaned over to look at him, “Really? What are the symptoms?”

Xie Yu displayed it grandly, “Listlessness.”

Chen Zhuo cursed with a smile, “Damn, you’re crazy, quickly turn off the lights and go to sleep. Tomorrow, accompany me to the mall to buy some fruit and flowers for the patient.”

Xie Yu turned off the lights and climbed into bed, “Okay, okay.”

Chen Zhuo turned over and automatically snuggled into Xie Yu’s arms.

*Kissing sound*

Xie Yu arched his back, holding Chen Zhuo’s restless paws, “Hiss, are you going to sleep or not?”

Chen Zhuo giggled, “Sleep, sleep, good night, *kissing sounds*.”

Xie Yu laughed in anger, “You’re just asking for it, I’ll take care of you tomorrow.”

The two bickered and fought over the quilt for another half hour, and finally fell into a deep sleep before the morning light poured into the room.

In the dimness, two teenagers who were stumbling as they learned to love each other embraced each other tightly as they slept.

Visiting patients shouldn’t be done too late, especially considering the relationship between Chen Zhuo and the Xu family, which wasn’t too close but wasn’t unfamiliar either.

Perhaps due to his increasing age, or perhaps because he had many kind friends around him, he gradually learned how to deal with people.

Chen Zhuo stubbornly suppressed his morning grumpiness and climbed out of bed at half past eight. His eyes weren’t even open yet as he stumbled to wash up.

The bathroom mirror was bright. Chen Zhuo chewed on his electric toothbrush, looking at the somewhat frightening marks on his body. With a mouth full of foam, he lifted Xie Yu’s quilt and launched into a tirade.

Xie Yu hadn’t slept enough, and looked at him with squinted eyes, his voice hoarse from being woken up, “What are you muttering about? Want a kiss.”

Chen Zhuo couldn’t hold back, laughed, sprayed Xie Yu’s face with toothpaste foam, and scurried back to the bathroom.

Xie Yu wiped his face with a complicated expression and yelled, “Chen Little Zhuo’er! What kind of fetish do you have? Why do you always spray my face!”

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom, followed by a resounding “Get lost!”

Chen Zhuo had informed Xu Qingyou in advance, but Xu Qingyou was too busy with work and wouldn’t be at the hospital in the morning.

Chen Zhuo sent the scarf to the dry cleaner, planning to return it next time.

The suite-style VIP ward was crowded with visitors, most of whom were partners of the group.

Chen Zhuo glanced at the gifts they brought, each one more expensive than the last, making the fruit in his hand seem insignificant.

He originally wanted to put down his things, say hello to Secretary Liu, and leave.

But Xu Ke Yuan suddenly stopped him.