MLIAM Chapter 55
by VolareChapter 55: Compensating Him. Last time you helped me, this time I’ll help you.
“Xianqing, I’m sorry,” Yu Shuli said in a hoarse voice.
Wei Yan’s body trembled, and the hand gripping Yu Shuli’s clothes tightened, but he didn’t dare to look up. “I don’t want your ‘sorry’.”
Yu Shuli’s throat caught. “Then what do you want?”
Wei Yan didn’t dare say he wanted him to love him. After careful consideration, he said, “If Dong Siwen agrees, I… can I…” Could he also stay by Yu Shuli’s side?
“Can you what?”
“I… I don’t need a title, just let me…”
Yu Shuli’s expression changed, a dull pain in his chest. He reached out and pressed his finger against Wei Yan’s lips, saying with difficulty, “I was wrong earlier. I shouldn’t have mentioned Dong Siwen.”
He earnestly looked at Wei Yan’s eyes, finding only his own reflection in the other’s focused pupils. “I’ll find another way to compensate Dong Siwen. I shouldn’t joke about feelings.”
Wei Yan clutched his sleeve tightly, his eyes wide. “Really…?”
“Really.”
“You only have me.”
“Only you.”
Wei Yan rubbed against Yu Shuli’s hand. Finally, a panicked face broke into a satisfied smile, his voice tinged with a spoiled tone: “Then feed me the medicine.”
Yu Shuli nodded, bringing over the now-lukewarm medicine and feeding him spoonful by spoonful.
Watching a beauty take medicine should have been an interesting sight, but Yu Shuli had no smile on his face.
When the bowl was empty, Yu Shuli gently asked Wei Yan, “Earlier, why didn’t you say that the medicine they gave you contained five-mineral powder?”
Wei Yan’s face paled. “Ji’an, if I took five-mineral powder, would you still care about me?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” Yu Shuli pulled him close, nuzzling his temple and placing a kiss there. “I’ll help you overcome it.”
Wei Yan’s eyes almost curved into crescents, his lips upturned. “Ji’an, am I dreaming?”
Seeing his insecure expression, Yu Shuli could only shake his head and tell him it was real.
Wei Yan looked up at him, meeting Yu Shuli’s earnest and gentle gaze, his eyes flickering.
Yu Shuli’s hand had been resting on his waist. Wei Yan grabbed his hand, pulling him step by step onto the bed. “Then sleep with me.”
Yu Shuli frowned, but complied, kicking off his shoes and getting on the bed.
“Hug me,” Wei Yan blinked, pressing his luck.
Yu Shuli obediently did as he asked.
A rustling sound filled the air. Yu Shuli looked down and saw Wei Yan taking off his thin robe.
He grabbed his hand, his Adam’s apple bobbing. “Wei Yan, what are you doing?”
“In case you try to deny it later,” Wei Yan smiled. “I don’t have anything to give you as a token of my affection, so I might as well give you myself.”
Yu Shuli’s face darkened. Naturally, he wouldn’t let him succeed in his weakened state. “You’re still sick. Don’t act crazy.”
Wei Yan shook his head. “It’s okay even when I’m sick. I haven’t eaten much these past few days, so I’m clean.”
Yu Shuli had secretly done his homework and understood what he meant. He gripped his collar tightly, his voice serious. “I said, don’t mess around.”
Wei Yan had indeed said before that he was willing to be on the bottom, but Yu Shuli was now reluctant.
Wei Yan had sacrificed himself to this extent for him. He didn’t need to let Wei Yan suffer for the sake of his own pride.
It was bound to hurt a bit more for the one on the bottom. He, Yu Shuli, wasn’t afraid of pain.
Wei Yan suddenly shot out of Yu Shuli’s embrace, his face pale. “If you think I’m dirty, I’ll go wash up now.” He actually tried to get out of bed.
Yu Shuli grabbed his wrist and pulled him back onto the bed. “Enough.”
Seeming to realize that Yu Shuli was getting angry, Wei Yan froze, no longer struggling.
Yu Shuli’s heart softened. He sighed, coaxing him, “After you get better, I’ll let you be on top.”
Wei Yan pursed his lips. “You promised to do it with me?”
Seeing that he wasn’t struggling, Yu Shuli finally got off him. His voice was low, his ears a little red. “Yes.”
“Ji’an…” Wei Yan’s voice trembled slightly. “Are you… pitying me? I told you, I…”
Before he could finish, Yu Shuli couldn’t bear it anymore and grabbed his chin, swallowing all of Wei Yan’s doubts.
A herbal medicine taste filled his mouth. Wei Yan’s eyes widened, lost and helpless.
After a moment, Yu Shuli tried to let go, but was locked in place by the other man’s arms, pulling him closer.
A soft, wet tongue darted out, their lips and teeth grinding against each other, their breaths mingling in an ambiguous rhythm.
Wei Yan’s fingers gradually became restless, moving from Yu Shuli’s chest down to his waist.
Yu Shuli moaned softly, arching his body a little awkwardly.
Wei Yan’s kissing skills were too good, and his body was in good shape, very healthy.
So some parts just… rose uncontrollably.
Dense kisses spread from Yu Shuli’s lips to his neck and collarbone. Yu Shuli groaned and pushed Wei Yan away, signaling that he had had enough.
“Sounds good,” Wei Yan mumbled into his chest. “Ji’an, you sound so good.”
Yu Shuli glared at him, but met the man’s affectionate gaze, tinged with a hint of mockery.
Attacking with such tenderness, how could Yu Shuli not understand?
Wei Yan, that dog, was probably just using his guilt to make him offer to compensate him.
He was stupidly rushing to be the one on the bottom.
So dumb.
Yu Shuli pushed him away, thinking it was better to avoid seeing him, so he turned away, keeping his distance from Wei Yan. “Hurry up and sleep. I’ll leave after you fall asleep.”
Wei Yan didn’t let him go. He leaned closer, and when he couldn’t touch Yu Shuli’s face, he reached under the blanket to grope for Yu Shuli’s body. “Ji’an, do you want it?”
“No,” Yu Shuli said, calming his racing heart, wishing he could be ten feet away from him and start chanting Buddhist scriptures.
Sex is emptiness, emptiness is sex… Wei Yan was just a slightly skillful ordinary male fox spirit, he could resist, he definitely could.
Wei Yan’s hand finally passed through the blanket, accurately finding Yu Shuli’s body. His fingers reached for Yu Shuli’s belt, his lips approaching, biting his ear, and then licking it. “I can help you. Last time you helped me, this time I’ll help you. Only then will it be reciprocated.”
Yu Shuli’s cheeks flushed with shame, and he gritted his teeth. “Are you done yet? Who wants to reciprocate with you! Are you a beast? Biting and gnawing!”
Wei Yan chuckled softly, meeting the man’s bright and moving eyes, his fingers stroking the fabric of Yu Shuli’s abdomen.
Yu Shuli felt a shiver run down his spine, pleasure rushing from his tailbone to the top of his head. He couldn’t help but curse, “You’re really a shameless fox spirit!”
“Yes,” Wei Yan simply admitted to the insult, observing Yu Shuli’s expression, and then his fingers moved slightly.
Yu Shuli moaned, wanting to dodge, but Wei Yan leaned over and pinned him down.
Yu Shuli wanted to push him away, but saw a look of grievance on Wei Yan’s face. “You just promised to let me be on top.”
Yu Shuli froze, still.
Wei Yan also remained still, waiting quietly for him. Only his fingers were still in the wrong place.
After a long while, Yu Shuli finally said in a muffled voice, “You bastard, you’re definitely doing this on purpose.”
Wei Yan chuckled softly. “Yes, the Little General pities me. I will definitely work like a dog from now on, making the bed and warming the blankets, to repay the Little General.”
Seeing that he admitted it, Yu Shuli didn’t act coy anymore, and began to feel like ordering him around.
He kicked Wei Yan. “Are you dead? At least move a little.”
Wei Yan was stunned, then laughed again. “Okay.”
Every rub of his fingers was just right. Yu Shuli tilted his head back, panting, pressed in his arms for a wild and passionate kiss.
“Is it comfortable?” A low, hoarse voice lingered in his ear.
Yu Shuli covered his face with his hand, his voice trembling and on the verge of collapse. “Don’t ask me!”
Wei Yan added a little more force to his hand, then pressed down gently, instantly hearing Yu Shuli moan beneath him.
Restrained yet truly beautiful.
“Is it comfortable?” Wei Yan persistently asked again.
The poured hot water by the bed was knocked over, dripping onto the floor.
The water droplets on the table fell uncontrollably, landing on the ground with two “drip” sounds.
“Comfortable! Comfortable!” Yu Shuli gasped and roared through clenched teeth.
Only then did Wei Yan smile in satisfaction, releasing his hand.
The copper basin fell to the ground with a “clang.”
All the water droplets were finally hidden in the carpet, leaving a mist of water stains.
Yu Shuli pushed Wei Yan away with a dark face, got out of bed, changed out of his soiled clothes, and put on a set of Wei Yan’s clean underwear.
He turned to look at the contented Wei Yan, glaring at him. “I see that your other problems aren’t serious, but your lust is quite big.”
Wei Yan leaned slightly against the edge of the bed, smiling without denying it. “The Little General is delectable.”
“Go to sleep! I’m going to find the Second Prince!” Yu Shuli straightened his outer robe and tried to run away.
Wei Yan’s soft gaze fell on him, not stopping him, but his voice was a little sad. “Disowning me after getting off the bed, the Little General has such a cruel heart.”
Yu Shuli’s fingers were already on the door. Hearing this, he turned around, his eyes fierce. “Wei Yan, if you say that again, my previous promise won’t count.” He paused. “I’ll fuck you to death sooner or later.”
Wei Yan blinked innocently, his fingers not yet carefully wiped. He raised them up, putting them to his lips in a gesture to be quiet.
Yu Shuli’s Adam’s apple bobbed, shame spreading from his neck to the roots of his ears. He pushed open the door and ran away clumsily.
Behind him was only Wei Yan’s low laughter, like a small worm, burrowing into his ears, making his heart itch.
After Yu Shuli left, Wei Yan carefully examined his hand, then lifted the blanket and slowly placed his fingers on his lower waist.
Yu Shuli ran all the way, as if a vicious dog was chasing him from behind.
The cold wind howled, but he didn’t seem to notice, only feeling that the wonderful taste was still echoing in his chest.
Too exciting…
So that’s what mutual help feels like?
His heartbeat was deafening, his mind filled with Wei Yan’s handsome and hateful face.
Recalling the words he had said on the bed, Yu Shuli slapped his head in annoyance.
How did he inexplicably agree to be the one on the bottom?
Ruined.
Completely ruined.
Yu Shuli thought, he seemed… perhaps… somewhat… liked Wei Yan.