Crossdress Ch37

Almost as soon as the words fell, Xu Yan felt his chin being pinched, and a scorching, dense kiss landed on his lips.
Unlike the fleeting sensation of a tongue swiftly licking over the gap in his lips, his slightly parted lips were pried open further, explored more deeply.
The body temperature of someone who had been drinking was also high, and the warm, soft oral cavity was a breeding ground for sin.
Xu Yan couldn’t close his mouth; his teeth were easily breached. His tongue was sucked, nibbled, and entangled as if it were about to be devoured.
A faint scent of alcohol continuously lingered between their lips and tongues, with silver threads connecting and water sounds dripping.
Xu Yan’s eyes were closed, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably. He felt as if the air in his lungs was about to be completely stolen, and waves of suffocation surged over him.
He couldn’t breathe and wanted to dodge and escape. His eyes fluttered open, only to find that Wen Sinian hadn’t closed his eyes.
His gaze was dark and intense, fixed on him.
Xu Yan’s eyes lost focus, feeling as if he might faint at any moment. Droplets of saliva that he couldn’t swallow in time continuously spread from the corners of his mouth.
With his mouth open like that, feeling the bursts of white light from the top of his head, his pupils couldn’t find focus, and he gazed blankly.
Wen Sinian manipulated all his senses, holding the small, sweet, and soft tongue, stirring it freely.
Seeing his dazed eyes, reflecting only his own figure, a tremendous sense of satisfaction and excitement filled his heart. His entire heart was tingling with warmth.
Enchanted, out of control.
The kiss deepened, no longer satisfied with just a taste, almost losing all sense of measure.
Xu Yan couldn’t break free; he was terribly afraid and thought he was going to die like this.
Finally, he found a gap and quickly turned his face away, taking the opportunity when Wen Sinian loosened his grip to avoid the deep kiss that seemed to want to devour him.
Fresh air finally entered his lungs. Xu Yan half-opened his eyes, his mouth red as if it could drip blood, his tongue still sticking out, like a little cat, his chest rising and falling rapidly.
Wen Sinian silently watched him, licking his lips lightly.
Like a wild beast in the midst of a meal suddenly interrupted from enjoying its delicacy, his eyes revealed dissatisfaction.
Not enough.
After giving him ten seconds to recover, he cupped the small face the size of a palm and turned it back, lowering his head to kiss again.
This time, he didn’t give him any chance to escape.
Xu Yan seemed unable to bear it; tears wildly circled in his eyes. His throat emitted soft, whimpering pleas for mercy, sounding like some pitiful little creature.
Pleading for it to be enough, to stop, no more…
But the invader turned a deaf ear, made even more addicted by his soft whimpers.
Xu Yan tried to turn his head away, aggrievedly complaining, “No, no, kissed…”
He thought that a kiss was just a gentle and quick lick like before. How could it be like this?
It seemed as if he really wanted to devour him.
Wen Sinian pressed against his lips, slowly grinding them, his breath scorching.
“It’s still early, baby.”
He couldn’t even handle just a kiss on the lips.
Xu Yan’s tears began to well up, his clothes wrinkled and disheveled, looking as if he had been bullied into a mess.
But the culprit actually said it was still early.
Xu Yan sobbed a couple of times, using his hands to push against Wen Sinian’s chest, trying to crawl up from him.
He didn’t want to kiss anymore; his mouth and tongue had been sucked numb, as if they were about to break.
His throat had also been deeply licked, a terrifying sensation, as if wanting to drill into his stomach.
“I want to sleep…” Xu Yan tried to sit up, “No more kissing… sleep…”
He continued to complain aggrievedly, “You, you’re a bad guy, a bad guy…”
“You are Year, woo woo…”
“I want to break up with you.”
The soft ending was unconsciously drawn out very long, not like resistance, but like coquetry.
But after hearing his accusation, Wen Sinian’s eyes darkened a few shades.
Xu Yan’s body tilted, and he rolled back into the cage-like embrace.
He lay on Wen Sinian’s chest, his lips slightly swollen, pouting prettily, his eyes blank, as if not understanding what had just happened. He had clearly gotten up, so why was he back in this position in the blink of an eye?
Wen Sinian gently rubbed his lips with his fingertips, “What you just said, I’ll pretend I didn’t hear it.”
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed his lips again, “Don’t let there be a next time, understand?”
Breaking up was impossible; their identities hadn’t even been clarified yet. They hadn’t even walked out of the dark corner into the bright sunlight hand in hand.
How could he let go of his hand?
The purpose of approaching might not be pure, and the means might be too despicable.
But so what?
Now he could hold the person in his arms, lower his head and kiss and devour him.
It was a process for him to accept and adapt.
But Wen Sinian couldn’t guarantee how long he could wait.
Xu Yan’s mouth was being played with, and he couldn’t speak clearly. He hummed something nasally and incoherently, something like “bad guy,” and then said he wanted to sleep.
“You haven’t taken the sobering medicine yet,” Wen Sinian reminded considerately, “Drink it before sleeping.”
Xu Yan thought that these words meant he was being let off, and his eyes brightened. He obediently nodded, “Okay.”
Wen Sinian reached over to the bedside and picked up the prepared sobering medicine, but unfortunately, there was only a small bottle. He unwrapped the packaging and opened the cap. Xu Yan looked at him eagerly, his mouth instinctively opening, thinking that Wen Sinian was definitely going to feed it to him. Unexpectedly, just as the hand was about to reach his lips, it suddenly turned away. Wen Sinian tilted his head back and drank the sobering medicine, holding it in his mouth.
Amidst the puzzled and confused gaze of the person in his arms, he pinched Xu Yan’s lower lip and leaned in. Xu Yan’s tongue was pressed down, and he could only swallow all the liquid that was passed to him. After finishing the medicine, it was only natural to continue kissing.
Outside the window, the salty and humid sea breeze slowly blew in, and one could even faintly hear the laughter and noise of people playing on the beach. In this secluded and quiet room, only the two of them were engaged in an inseparable kiss.
In the end, Xu Yan collapsed on the bed in a daze, his head also tilting into the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep. Wen Sinian turned off the light, got out of bed, and knelt at the foot of the bed. Some moonlight poured in, cooling and soothing his restless and heated soul inch by inch. His Adam’s apple rolled, he looked up, and let out a slow, deep sigh.
***
Xu Yan was woken up early the next morning by a knock on the door. He hadn’t had enough sleep and forced his eyelids open, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling for a while before slowly realizing where he was. He wasn’t lying in the dormitory; he had come out for the field trip yesterday and had been assigned to the same room as Wen Sinian. That was fine.
Xu Yan was just about to close his eyes and go back to sleep when there was a knock at the door.

He immediately woke up completely.

This room.

He and Wen Sinian.

He and Year.

!

Xu Yan shot up from the bed, his head dizzy and confused. He looked around, he was the only one in the room.

The other bed was neatly made, without any signs of having been slept in.

Could it be that Wen Sinian hadn’t stayed here last night at all?

He rubbed his hair with both hands, mussing up his fluffy chestnut locks into a mess.

Damn it, he had gotten drunk again last night. Not only did he black out, he couldn’t even remember how he got back.

This time wasn’t like last time. At least last time he still remembered bits and pieces. The hard liquor this time hit him like a blow to the head, complete memory loss.

He got out of bed to open the door. The moment his feet touched the ground, he felt a slight pain in his left ankle.

He couldn’t remember what had happened last night, or why his legs felt so weak and jelly-like.

He glanced down at himself. His pants were still properly on, though wrinkled all over.

He lifted up his pant leg. the leg chain was still perfectly in place.

Nothing looked out of the ordinary, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off with his legs.

It felt like he’d been forced to do a bunch of yoga poses. Now they were sore and weak, and even walking felt floaty.

The spot where the leg chain rubbed was a bit red, probably from being worn too long.

“Yanyan, you’re not up yet? Come on!” Shen Nanli’s voice called from outside the door.

Xu Yan limped over and opened it.

Shen Nanli walked straight in and headed to the table. “You were so drunk last night , if you skip breakfast, your stomach will feel awful. I brought you something back. If I’d been any later, it would’ve been all gone.”

In one hand, Shen Nanli had soup dumplings, and in the other, lean pork congee. He turned to Xu Yan and said, “Senior Wen asked someone to save this for us. Eat up—”

Before he could finish, Shen Nanli suddenly stared at Xu Yan’s face with a suspicious look.

Xu Yan touched his own cheek, suddenly feeling guilty. “Wh-what’s wrong?”

Shen Nanli looked at him and asked, “Did you eat spicy food last night?”

Xu Yan shook his head, “I don’t think so…”

Shen Nanli pointed at his mouth, “You must’ve, look at your lips.”

Xu Yan touched his own lips. A sharp sting followed, making him frown and let out a soft cry of pain.

He rushed into the bathroom to check the mirror. Reflected back was a pale, smooth face, cheeks still flushed with a faint pink.

His lips were indeed swollen, so red they looked like they’d been bitten. When he stuck out his tongue to lick them, he winced again.

Why… why did even his tongue hurt?

This wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling. Xu Yan remembered that after being hospitalized with a fever once, his lips had been red and swollen when he woke up, too.

Shen Nanli called from the door, “Did you sneak food after coming back last night?”

Xu Yan shook his head with a tearful expression, “I don’t know…”

He couldn’t remember anything. His memory started fragmenting after Shen Nanli pulled him up from the beach, and became completely fuzzy after running into Zhou Zhengyi. After that, it was all a blank, he might’ve met someone, but he had no awareness of it at all.

Who was it?

Shen Nanli sighed, “I really should’ve stopped you. How do you black out from so little alcohol?”

Xu Yan couldn’t defend his tolerance. He quietly swore to himself never to drink again.

After breakfast, Shen Nanli asked, “We’re going to the beach later with Xu Wenwen and the others. A bunch of people already left early. Your ankle’s twisted, want to stay and rest?”

Xu Yan nodded, “Yeah, you guys go. I’ll wait here.”

Shen Nanli reminded him, “Stay put, okay? Don’t wander off. If we can’t find you later, it’ll be a problem. The teacher said we’re all taking the bus back to school at noon.”

Xu Yan nodded, “Got it.”

After Shen Nanli left, Xu Yan obediently tidied up his bed and packed his things into his bag.

But as he looked at the bed he’d slept in, something still felt… off.

He sat back down and noticed an empty medicine bottle and some crumpled tissues in the trash bin beside the bed.

He pulled out his phone, took a deep breath, and turned it on.

He hadn’t dared check after sending that last message to Year. He wasn’t sure if Year had taken his words seriously.

Sure enough, there were a few unread messages on his alt account. His fingers inexplicably trembled as he tapped them open.

[Year]: You want to break up, baby?

[Year]: I guess I could consider it.

Xu Yan’s eyes widened slightly. He hadn’t expected Year to reply like that. A bitter feeling welled up in his chest.

Didn’t he say he liked him a lot? Why was he so quick to consider breaking up?

He stared at it, it was clearly a lie. A big liar.

The rest of the messages came in one by one:

[Year]: Meet me once. I’ll seriously consider what you said.

[Year]: You pick the time and place. I only have one condition.

[Year]: Meet me.

[Year]: If you really want to break up, I’ll agree.

[Year]: Otherwise, not in this lifetime.

[Year]: Unless you’re dead.

Xu Yan was stunned by the extreme words. The more he read, the more anxious he felt. Even though he didn’t want to believe Year was Wen Sinian, he couldn’t help connecting the two.

If just one meeting could truly cut ties, maybe it wasn’t a bad idea.

He just needed to figure out how to avoid revealing his real identity.

Anyway, Year had said Xu Yan could choose the time and place, didn’t that mean the control was in his hands?

Thinking that, Xu Yan made up his mind.

[Yanyan]: Okay.

[Yanyan]: I agree to meet you.