His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 49

Pervert! Bastard!

The young man lowered his eyes, his light-colored pupils unfocused. Outside the window, the bamboo branches bent into an arc like a bow, mirroring the person sitting in the room.

Qiu Zhijie watched the person before him almost greedily—the flush on his face, the dampness on his forehead, glistening. His slightly long black hair was soaked with sweat, clinging to his neck and face.

But at this moment, all other sensations paled in comparison to the sight before him. He indulged the young man’s movements, even though they were a little too slow.

“No more,” Kong Xunwen whimpered softly, his wet eyelashes sticking together.

Leaning forward, Kong Xunwen didn’t want to continue on his own. He raised his hand and placed it on the man’s shoulder. It was a little sticky, and the muscles beneath were taut, but he couldn’t focus on that now. He forced himself to look at Qiu Zhijie.

Qiu Zhijie’s eyes were so soft they almost seemed to drip water. He reached out and tucked the black hair clinging to the young man’s forehead behind his ear. Seemingly finding it refreshing, the palm resting against his cheek was rubbed lightly.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” His voice was hoarse.

Kong Xunwen was running out of strength. He moved forward again, hooking his arms around the man’s neck. His light-colored pupils focused. Pouting, he looked a little wronged, about to say something.

They were very close, close enough to see the patterns in each other’s irises.

The man tilted his head slightly, watching the expression on the young man’s face with near-adoration, and couldn’t help but move.

The young man immediately pressed his lips together, yet he felt uncomfortable and still let out some sounds. Hearing the sounds he was making, he shook his head, trying not to hear them.

Once he recovered, the fingers hanging on the man’s shoulder immediately pinched the culprit.

He wrinkled his face, still feeling wronged: “It’s uncomfortable… you do it…”

Qiu Zhijie got the expression he wanted. He lifted his chin and leaned closer, kissing his jawline, lips, and cheeks rapidly while gently coaxing, “Alright, I’ll do it.”

Kong Xunwen got his wish, but just as the pleasure became overwhelming, he was held down.

He pinched the hand holding him. “What are you doing?”

He sounded so anxious he was about to cry.

He was kissed again and again, with a low, soothing voice: “It’s not good for your body. Bear with it for a bit.”

He told him to bear with it, yet he himself indulged fully.

Kong Xunwen felt so good, too good, but without an outlet, he became terribly frustrated. He vented his frustration on the culprit, pinching, scratching, and biting, leaving many marks.

At first, he cursed, but it was useless.

In fact, no matter how he vented, it was useless.

It only made things worse.

Pervert! Bastard!

*

In a daze, Kong Xunwen opened his eyes. The view before him was blurry; he couldn’t quite make out the scene, but the rustling movement beside him, accompanied by the alarm clock, was very clear.

He took his hand out from under the quilt and placed it outside, finding it a little warm.

The young man, whose vision was currently unclear, didn’t see the marks on his arms—pale, like crimson petals, yet densely covering his arms and even his fingertips. There were also some tooth marks that hadn’t faded yet.

His knuckles were also red, and a deeper tooth mark, faintly red, was left on his ring finger.

His arm felt the coolness of the air, but then the quilt was suddenly lifted and covered him again.

Kong Xunwen frowned and pulled his arm out once more.

After three rounds of this back and forth, a scorching warmth pressed against his bare back. The vigorous heartbeat emanating from the chest was a reassuring, drumming sound.

His earlobe was lightly kissed, and his waist was trapped by an arm. This time, he was the one being enveloped, feeling the other person’s body temperature.

“Can you get up?” The slightly hoarse voice was low, like a feather brushing past, tickling his ear.

Kong Xunwen closed his eyes. They were currently like two spoons pressed together, and because neither was wearing clothes, they could clearly feel each other’s skin in the dry, warm confines of the bed.

This excessive intimacy made him feel a strange sensation in his heart.

He raised his hand, covering his flushed cheeks.

The chest pressed tightly against his back vibrated slightly. In the dim light, Qiu Zhijie’s dark eyes seemed to glow faintly. He stared at the blush on the young man’s ear tip and spoke again: “Stay with me. Send me off to work, then come back to sleep…”

He spoke softly, his tone as tender as if he were uttering sweet nothings, and rubbed his cheek against the side of his ear.

Kong Xunwen was mostly awake now, though the sleepiness hadn’t completely dissipated. He just felt like a large dog was cuddling him. Then, a hand touched the one covering his face, gently fitting, weaving through, interlocking their fingers, and then slowly pulling his hand away.

With a face full of blush, he met Qiu Zhijie’s eyes.

Their interlocked hands were gently swayed.

Kong Xunwen shifted his gaze and lightly coughed. “…Got it.”

Qiu Zhijie went to fetch their clothes without any self-consciousness. Kong Xunwen turned his head to wait, taking the opportunity to feel the soreness in his body—a rare occurrence.

It wasn’t particularly painful, but it wasn’t comfortable either.

…It was probably because he had been a little too comfortable yesterday, aside from the unpleasantness of being controlled like that.

Kong Xunwen frowned, then unconsciously savored the memory.

*

After accompanying Qiu Zhijie to finish breakfast and watching him leave, Kong Xunwen was still sitting at the dining table, resting his head on one hand.

The sound of the door opening suddenly came again.

He turned his head to look. The man only showed half his body, lifting his hand to display his phone: “Remember to answer the call.”

Kong Xunwen: …

With another closing sound, the man finally left for good.

The last vestiges of sleepiness completely vanished. He lowered his eyes to stare at the screen of the already connected video call, which showed a face from the bottom up, occasionally glancing over.

He hadn’t said anything, but this still made him feel secure.

He had a lot to do today. He had taken two consecutive days off, and everyone in the group chat was asking about him.

Even his teacher, who had just emerged from a mountainous area with no signal today, sent messages expressing concern—ever since his live-streaming order business got on track, he had shared his progress with his teacher.

Teacher: Are you sick? It’s inconvenient when you’re home alone. If you ask me, you should just follow me later.

Teacher: Ah, forget it, you still have your live stream to manage. How is your health now?

Kong Xunwen subconsciously glanced at the phone dedicated to calling Qiu Zhijie, meeting the focused dark eyes looking back.

The man raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong?”

Kong Xunwen shook his head. He just suddenly felt that everything was good, very good, so beautiful that it felt somewhat unreal.

He didn’t say it out loud. Instead, he continued replying to his teacher: I’m fine now. I’ll continue the live stream today. I plan to start soon.

The person on the other side seemed to have been waiting for a reply and immediately sent more messages: Good. But I’m out of that wretched place now. I think I’ll just come and see you.

!!!

Kong Xunwen’s eyes widened instantly. The strange feeling lingering in his heart immediately disappeared, replaced by the thought: What should I do? What should I do?

“What’s wrong?”

The sudden voice beside him nearly startled Kong Xunwen. He looked at Qiu Zhijie and told him everything honestly.

“You have to meet him? Then let the teacher come over,” Qiu Zhijie accepted it quickly. However, seeing the young man’s expression, he narrowed his eyes: “What? Am I that embarrassing?”

He finally said the words.

Kong Xunwen quickly shook his head. “No.”

He looked troubled. “I haven’t dated before, and I haven’t had this kind of experience.”

Qiu Zhijie looked even more pleased. “It’s alright. Just leave the arrangements to me.”

Kong Xunwen looked hesitantly at the confident man on the phone screen.

The teacher on the other end, who hadn’t received a reply, sent several messages in quick succession.

Teacher: What’s up?

Teacher: I’m still quite close to your hometown.

Teacher: Or…

Teacher: Does Little Kong not welcome his teacher anymore?

Teacher: Do you think your teacher is too old?

He even sent a crying cat emoji at the end, goodness knows where he found it.

Although he knew his teacher was joking, Kong Xunwen quickly explained: No, no.

He pursed his lips and continued to explain in detail: Actually, I have a boyfriend now. He’s been very busy lately, so I came to stay at his place. So I’m not at home right now…

After sending the message, he opened his eyes wide, nervously awaiting the reply.

Qiu Zhijie, who was video-calling him, stared at the young man, who looked like a nervous kitten on the screen, subtly hiding the smile on his lips. He also checked the recording indicator lit up in the top left corner of the screen.

He would be very regretful if this moment wasn’t recorded.

Here, Kong Xunwen anxiously received the reply.

Teacher: ???????????????????

Teacher: When did this happen?

Teacher: Why didn’t you tell me before?

He was so excited he missed a punctuation mark.

Kong Xunwen lowered his eyes and carefully typed out every word: Because…

Before he could finish, the teacher on the other side consoled himself: It’s because the relationship isn’t stable yet, right? That makes sense. Meeting the family definitely requires caution.

Teacher: In that case, where are you now? I’ll come right away.

Kong Xunwen swallowed. The nervousness that had just dissipated surged back. He unconsciously looked up and saw that Qiu Zhijie had put down what he was doing and was looking intently at him.

He wasn’t looking at the camera, clearly watching the person in the video…

Which was him.

Kong Xunwen unconsciously blinked. He also glanced at the small window showing himself on the screen. He paused for a few seconds before remembering what he was about to say.

His eyelashes fluttered. He pretended he hadn’t been distracted, frowning as he spoke: “The teacher wants to come over. Should I send him the address?”

The man leaned back in his car seat, narrowing his eyes as he looked at the young man on the screen. He was used to looking into the young man’s eyes through the screen, so he had witnessed the previous scene. However, now was not the time to play around with his boyfriend.

He instantly adopted a serious expression: “Leave this matter to me. I will arrange accommodation for…” He paused, using the same term as his boyfriend: “…Teacher, and find someone to pick him up. Where is he? I can help arrange his travel itinerary.”

Qiu Zhijie looked thoughtful. Then, lowering his gaze, he saw the young man staring blankly at the screen, and he had been caught again.

Kong Xunwen hadn’t seen the man look this serious in a long time; it felt almost unfamiliar and novel. Realizing this, he quickly lowered his head to message his teacher.

On the other side, Yun Yueluan saw the message from Little Kong, and his expression was momentarily difficult to read. His companion beside him smiled and patted his shoulder: “Did you run into some trouble? You looked quite happy just now.”

Yun Yueluan shook his head, sighing softly: “It’s just that my student is dating.”

The other person realized: “That particularly well-behaved student you always talk about? No wonder.”

He then smirked: “Do you feel like your daughter is dating?”

Yun Yueluan gave him a speechless side-eye, raising his hand to lightly swat him away: “You shut up.”

He frowned and replied: No need, I can handle these things myself.

After thinking about it, he felt his reply was too serious. Remembering how the young man looked the last time they met, he felt that some change had occurred, though he had only attributed it to his resignation at the time. He wondered if that was it.

His heart softened. He seemed to picture the young man’s eyes wide and very nervous. So, he revised his reply again.

Teacher: Just send me the address. I have enough self-sufficiency for that. You just wait obediently for the meeting!

Teacher: *Pat on the head jpg*