His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 70

Applying the Ointment

The man turned his head. There was a window in the kitchen, perfectly framing the pomegranate tree outside, its green leaves dotted with red flowers. The sound of cicadas came from not far away, and the patch of green and red was illuminated by the bright sunlight, almost blindingly so.

It formed the perfect backdrop for Qiu Zhijie.

Kong Xunwen blinked and reached out a hand.

Qiu Zhijie squeezed his eyes shut tightly. Not only his body but also his face was covered in sweat, making his eyes sting slightly.

A cool finger landed on his forehead, touching that itchy spot.

He opened his eyes and saw the young man squinting slightly, a subtle look of distaste mixed with concern on his face, staring at his own fingertip.

“Why are you cooking in this heat? Why didn’t you just drive out and buy something to eat?” Kong Xunwen quickly shifted his gaze away from his fingertip and asked with concern.

At the same time, Qiu Zhijie clearly saw out of the corner of his eye that same finger secretly rubbing itself on the corner of his dry shirt.

“Eating out might not be clean, and what I made was simple.”

Kong Xunwen looked confusedly at the man who was smiling while saying this, tilting his head. What was so funny about that?

As he spoke, another drop of sweat fell. He quickly reached out, changing direction mid-reach to pull a tissue, and attentively wiped the sweat from Qiu Zhijie, who was still smiling for some reason.

Suddenly, he heard a surprising statement: “Thank you, Husband, for wiping my sweat.”

Kong Xunwen looked up, his eyes wide. Hearing that phrase, he didn’t feel any sense of intimacy between lovers; instead, he felt an indescribable awkwardness.

Hiss, he felt goosebumps rising.

Is this how everyone acts when they’re dating?

Meanwhile, Qiu Zhijie, seeing the young man’s expression, refilled his cup of laughter and spoke again: “How about we install some cameras in the house?”

“Huh?” Kong Xunwen didn’t know how the topic had shifted here. “Cameras?”

“Yes, for safety considerations. Plus, we’ll definitely be traveling far away sometimes.”

Although he didn’t know how the topic got there, Qiu Zhijie’s reason convinced him. Kong Xunwen pondered and nodded. “That’s true.”

“We should install a few later then,” he said, suddenly remembering something and raising his other hand.

The cool breeze that met him made Qiu Zhijie squint. The young man’s face in front of him became blurred. He opened his eyes and saw the pink mini-fan blowing air at him, adorned with a Peppa Pig sticker.

Kong Xunwen followed his gaze and also saw Peppa Pig. He smiled faintly, a small dimple appearing on the right side of his mouth. “There was a period when I was little when I really liked pink, and by extension, I really liked her.”

“I collected so many stickers and stuck them everywhere at home during that time, but this one is my favorite.”

Qiu Zhijie seemed to see that adorable child along with the words, while focusing intently on the young man opposite him, who was smiling nostalgically.

With Kong Xunwen holding the small electric fan for him, Qiu Zhijie’s movements sped up. Even so, by the time they left the kitchen and were actually ready to eat, both of them were drenched in sweat.

Fortunately, the dishes on the table still looked appetizing.

The meal was quickly finished, and the light outside had turned a warm yellow. The sunlight was only just beginning to soften.

Of course, it was still hot. The two of them cleared the dishes.

Qiu Zhijie started preparing the after-meal fruit. Kong Xunwen watched him for a few seconds and sighed, “Why can’t you just rest for a bit?”

The busy man didn’t turn his head, his hands still moving swiftly. “This isn’t anything complicated.”

“Then I’ll go outside and check things out first.” Kong Xunwen lifted his foot.

“No.”

He reacted quickly this time. Kong Xunwen looked down speechlessly at the human wall that had swiftly blocked his path.

Qiu Zhijie lightly kissed his eye. “Be good, it will only take a moment.”

The gentler sunlight streamed in. Qiu Zhijie moved away from the young man’s cheek, lowering his eyes to look at the skin illuminated by the light—it was fine, slightly glossy, and the tips of his ears and cheeks were faintly flushed.

“Got it.”

Kong Xunwen’s eyes flickered. He raised his hand to push Qiu Zhijie. “Hurry up.”

The person who had been completely unfazed when called “Husband” not long ago was now blushing terribly from just a kiss.

To be honest, he was a little surprised himself. They had done plenty of intimate things before.

It must be the hot weather.

Kong Xunwen thought silently.

The fruit was finally ready. Kong Xunwen strode ahead, preparing to greet the cooler temperature outside the door, thinking of sitting by the pomegranate tree like when he was little, eating snacks, cooling off, and chatting together.

However, not long after, the person sitting in the pavilion quickly stood up, his expression serious. “It’s about time. We should prepare to rest.”

Qiu Zhijie also looked over. Their eyes met, and without needing to say anything more, they quickly fled this mosquito-infested sanctuary.

The bedding downstairs was too soft, and the room’s owner was unwilling to change his own bed, so they decided to sleep on the upstairs bed, and the electric fan was moved up there too.

Speaking of which, the way Qiu Zhijie carried the thing was quite amusing. Kong Xunwen stood aside, not even wanting to help.

After all, who else would get to see CEO Qiu personally carrying an old electric fan with a pink Peppa Pig sticker, struggling up the stairs?

Hmm… alright, he still looked handsome.

But Qiu Zhijie hadn’t intended for him to help anyway.

Kong Xunwen followed behind, watching, and remarked, “My living conditions have really gone downhill since I got together with you.”

Qiu Zhijie didn’t turn around. With someone behind him and a fan in his hands, he couldn’t afford to be careless, so he only responded verbally: “It’s fine. Even if we had to dig for wild vegetables, I’d still be with you.”

“Besides, you’re not some poor boy.”

This made Kong Xunwen shake his shoulders and laugh, holding onto the railing for support.

“Be careful.”

Qiu Zhijie briefly put the fan down, turned around, and saw the scene, pulling out one hand to grasp Kong Xunwen’s hand.

Kong Xunwen waved his hand a few times, trying to get Qiu Zhijie to focus on his job as a mover, but found his hand held tightly. It was quite skillful that being held so tightly didn’t make him feel uncomfortable.

“Alright, alright, I know.” Kong Xunwen gestured to his other hand, which was tightly gripping the railing, and then laughed. “You seem like a love-struck fool.”

Qiu Zhijie finally withdrew his hand, showing no intention of refuting the statement. He nodded. “I am.”

Kong Xunwen was speechless at his honesty. After a few seconds of silence: “You should hurry up and move the fan upstairs. I’m about to melt from the heat.”

After taking a shower, he instantly felt much more comfortable. Kong Xunwen walked to the window and opened it slightly. Just as he felt a hint of coolness, he sharply noticed something flying in.

Seeing the mosquito blocked by the window screen just in time, Kong Xunwen breathed a sigh of relief.

But just that glance was enough for the places where he had been bitten downstairs to start itching again.

He remembered there was mosquito repellent ointment in the first aid kit he had bought earlier. Kong Xunwen went downstairs, searched for a while, and finally found it in the living room. He took the ointment upstairs.

Qiu Zhijie, who had sat with him under the pomegranate tree, naturally hadn’t escaped the mosquitoes either.

Thinking that his own insistence had caused both of them to be bitten, Kong Xunwen felt a little guilty.

However, the moment he reached the door and opened it, he was met by a wall of flesh still dripping with water, lean and powerful, his chest rising and falling with his breath.

Standing straight, Kong Xunwen stared unblinkingly at the chest in front of him. Although he had done everything with Qiu Zhijie, he had never examined his boyfriend’s body this closely.

It truly was a feast for the eyes.

The air was too silent. He quietly raised his eyes and instantly met a pair of eyes filled with playful amusement.

Kong Xunwen blinked.

“Why did you go downstairs?” Qiu Zhijie didn’t expose him or move aside, but asked.

Kong Xunwen raised his hand, showing him the ointment.

He felt a weight near his ear, and Kong Xunwen squinted that eye.

“Still itchy?”

He nodded, wrinkled his nose, and gestured to Qiu Zhijie about what had just happened. “…Luckily, I was quick.”

“Mm.” Qiu Zhijie’s fingertip moved slightly, gently rubbing the young man’s soft, medium-length hair. “Next time, remember to tell me.”

“Oh.” Kong Xunwen was a little distracted. Reminded by Qiu Zhijie’s action, he pinched a lock of black hair on his shoulder and mused, “Do I need a haircut?”

The weather was too hot now. It had been fine with the air conditioning on before, but with today’s heat, it seemed he needed a fresher hairstyle. Thinking this, Kong Xunwen became more resolute.

Unexpectedly, when he looked up, Qiu Zhijie looked even more serious than he did. “A haircut? Wait for me to look up what needs attention.”

What needs attention when getting a haircut? Not getting hair clippings everywhere? Finding a good barber shop?

Hmm…

It really was an important matter.

Kong Xunwen also became serious, but added: “Can you let me in first?”

“Ah…” Qiu Zhijie moved aside.

Kong Xunwen slipped through the gap. As he passed, he couldn’t help but look a few more times, but his attention was suddenly drawn to the mosquito bites that hadn’t faded yet.

“Let me put the ointment on you first.”

Qiu Zhijie walked behind him. “Mm.”

Only then did he react, suddenly looking up. “You’ll apply it for me?”

Kong Xunwen didn’t see the big deal. Seeing that he hadn’t moved, he pulled his arm and sat down, stating matter-of-factly, “Yes, it’s hard for you to apply it yourself. Then you can help me apply mine later.”

While Qiu Zhijie was still silently swallowing, Kong Xunwen had already lowered his gaze and was twisting the cap off the ointment in his hand.

He stopped speaking, simply watching the other person’s movements quietly.

He had forgotten to bring the cotton swabs up with him. Kong Xunwen only remembered this after opening the ointment. However, his hands were clean; he had just showered and hadn’t done anything else.

He should be able to apply it directly. Thinking this, he still asked.

After a few seconds, he received a low reply: “Mm, it’s fine.”

Kong Xunwen simply squeezed a little ointment onto his fingertip and looked for the red bumps on Qiu Zhijie’s body, mainly focusing on his arms, the back of his neck, collarbone, and cheeks. Qiu Zhijie could handle the other areas himself.

His finger pressed onto the back of the man’s neck. Unlike him, Qiu Zhijie had his hair regularly trimmed, and the ends at the back were very neat, not appearing messy even after washing his hair.

However, right in the middle of that section of the spine, there was a red bump.

Kong Xunwen pressed his finger onto it. Whether it was his imagination or not, he felt the man beneath his hand tense up slightly at that moment.

Perhaps it was because of the bone; bones are definitely hard, after all.

He didn’t think too much about it, quickly applying the ointment to a few spots on the back of his neck, and even blew on them gently.

He saw the person with his back to him shudder all over.

?

Kong Xunwen finally realized something was amiss.

Why was the atmosphere so… ambiguous right now? And Qiu Zhijie, you’re just getting ointment applied, why are your ears so red?