MFMBSA 41

Chapter 41 – Snowy Night

 

The kiss lasted until Qi Xi’s stomach growled suddenly. Fu Yanchuan let go of him and his eyes were filled with smiles. Thus, Qi Xi immediately covered Fu Yanchuan’s mouth and said, “Don’t laugh at me.”

 

Fu Yanchuan took off his hand from his mouth and said, “I’m not laughing at you. Anyway, let me see what’s in the kitchen.”

 

Qi Xi grabbed him and said, “I want to go too.”

 

The villa is designed specifically for vacations. The kitchen equipment is not complete and can only cook some simple dishes. The resort also prepares relatively simple ingredients for them.

 

Qi Xi walked behind Fu Yanchuan. When he saw the eggs in the refrigerator, he immediately said, “I can make omelette rice. I’m very good at it! Brother Yan, I’ll cook it for you!”

 

Fu Yanchuan was a little skeptical, but seeing that Qi Xi was confident, he agreed. As a result, he worked with Chef Qi for a long time only for the fried eggs to be half-cooked.

 

“What to do?”

 

Chef Qi and Fu Yanchuan looked at each other, and he comforted him by saying, “It’s okay. Let’s fry it again.”

 

“Is it okay?”

 

“Sure.”

 

Fu Yanchuan put the half-boiled eggs back into the pot, and suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

 

Fu Zhenrong’s car was parked on the roadside outside the villa. The lights in the house could not reflect him, and he could not see inside the house. He sat in the car and smoked half a cigar. The driver was so scared that he was frozen in stone by his silent anger. He finally got out of the car and rang the doorbell.

 

Snow started to fall at some point. He stood in front of the door and waited for about a minute before someone opened the door.

 

He looked in intently and saw Fu Yanchuan wearing an apron on his waist outside his suit shirt. He thought he was dazzled for a moment.

 

“Brother Yan, who is it?”

 

Qi Xi took the pot out of the kitchen and ran to Fu Yanchuan. Before he could see Fu Zhenrong clearly, he was pushed back and asked, “What are you taking out the pot for?”

 

“I’m afraid of forgetting it.”

 

Fu Yanchuan didn’t know whether to call him smart or not, so he took the pot and said, “Be careful, you might burn your hands.”

 

Qi Xi turned back to look at Fu Zhenrong, but Fu Yanchuan held his head down and said, “Don’t look, let’s just finish cookinf first.”

 

Fu Zhenrong was left alone at the door. He watched Fu Yanchuan and Qi Xi go back to the kitchen, and then there was a conversation between the two discussing how to fry eggs.

 

The villa has only one bedroom and two living rooms. From left to right,  the room orders are: bedroom, living room, and dining room. The door is on the living room side of the dining room. From the door, you can see a corner of the kitchen that opens into the dining room.

 

Fu Zhenrong stared at the corner, watching Fu Yanchuan and Qi Xi working on a pot with four hands. For a moment, he suspected that it was not his son. He had seen Fu Yanchuan’s hands doing many things, but he had never seen Fu Yanchuan use these hands to cook.

 

In the end, Qi Xi’s omelette rice turned into egg fried rice, and Fu Yanchuan comforted him, “You can eat it no matter what.”

 

Qi Xi took a taste and it was actually pretty good, so he fed it to Fu Yanchuan with a spoon.

 

Fu Zhenrong’s eyes were about to burst when he saw this scene, but Fu Yanchuan ate as if nothing wrong was happening, then brought the food to the dining table and sat down on the chair next to Qi Xi.

 

“Wait for me for a while.”

 

Qi Xi saw that Fu Zhenrong was still at the door. This time he finally recognized Fu Yanchuan’s father. He remembered the last time and asked worriedly: “Will he hit you?”

 

Fu Yanchuan had never been beaten before, and Fu Zhenrong would only educate him in ways that would impress him more.

 

Fu Yanchuan caressed the back of his neck soothingly

 

With his head tilted on the side, he finally walked back to the door and blocked Fu Zhenrong in the hall.

 

Fu Zhenrong’s eyes swept across Qi Xi and stared at Fu Yanchuan. He looked at him carefully for a long time and said, “You are really promising. You have a small gadget and could even make it do chores in the kitchen.”

 

“He has a name. “

 

Anger sank in Fu Yanchuan’s eyes, and Fu Zhenrong continued to talk to him with disdain: “What conditions did you negotiate with Fu Jinshen for letting him speak on your behalf? Do you want to deal with me through him?”

 

When he didn’t answer, Fu Zhenrong raised his voice angrily, “Do you think he can beat me? If he was really capable, he wouldn’t have lost to me in the first place.”

 

“I just didn’t catch the plane.”

 

Fu Yanchuan explained the reason. Fu Zhenrong didn’t believe it, but he never thought that he was an unfeeling father. He lowered his eyes and asked meaningfully: “Yanchuan, after all these years, you still hate me for your mother?”

 

“Should I forget?”

 

The night wind blew from the sea and blew the floating snow onto Fu Zhenrong. Fu Zhenrong looked at Fu Yanchuan’s cold eyes for a moment and felt a shiver on his back.

 

After a while, he sighed and replied: “I have nothing to explain to you, and you don’t have to take care of our affairs. You are my only heir. I don’t mind if you stretch your fangs towards me. It’s just enough for me to know how capable you are. But if you want to join forces with Fu Jinshen, be careful of getting yourself into trouble. I am your father so I will show you mercy, but he will not. “

 

Fu Yanchuan stared hard at Fu Zhenrong. Fu Zhenrong’s so-called affection meant that he was like a puppet, completely following Fu Zhenrong’s arrangements, and becoming a machine with only profit and ambition in his eyes.

 

He didn’t say anything. Fu Zhenrong suddenly glanced at Qi Xi again and told him, “…I taught you before that once a person has a weakness, he will lose. You’d better not tell me that you are serious about him.”

 

“I am.”

 

With two words of calmness and firmness, Fu Zhenrong immediately said angrily: “Fu Yanchuan, do you know what you are talking about?”

 

“I know, I’ve never known what I want so clearly.”

 

Fu Zhenrong opened his mouth but said nothing. He had never been so angry before. When Fu Yanchuan and Qiao Ye went abroad, he just smiled indifferently because he was sure that Fu Yanchuan would come back.

 

At this moment, he couldn’t be sure that Fu Yanchuan was just using Qi Xi to make him angry. He didn’t even know that the son he taught had such a tender and gentle side.

 

Another gust of cold wind blew, and Fu Zhenrong was as cold as if the wind had pierced his bones. He coughed twice, waved his hands and turned away.

 

Fu Yanchuan stood at the door. When he heard the sound of the car engine, he closed the door and went back to the kitchen.

 

Qi Xi held the plate and looked at Fu Yanchuan without blinking. He didn’t understand what Fu Yanchuan said to his father, but Fu Yanchuan seemed to become unhappy every time he saw his father.

 

Fu Yanchuan sat down on the chair next to him and said to him in a normal tone: “Why don’t you eat? Are you not hungry?”

 

He suddenly put down the plate, turned to Fu Yanchuan and asked, “Brother Yan, what do you want to do for you to be happy?”

 

Fu Yanchuan was stunned, and Qi Xi grabbed his hand. Because it was blown cold by the snowy wind at the door, Qi Xi warmed it up for a while, then he put his hands into his arms and before speaking again: “You know, I know that people usually doesn’t like to talk when they are unhappy, but keeping unhappy things in your heart will make you even more unhappy.”

 

So far in his life, almost no one has cared about whether he is happy or not. Qi Xi looked at him seriously and told him, “No one listens to me when I am unhappy. So I always talk to the great sage. But you have me, you can tell me anything you are unhappy about. I will never bother you, I will make you happy when you are unhappy! “

 

Qi Xi suddenly sat astride his lap, put his arms around his shoulders and said, “Brother Yan, as long as you are happy, I am willing to do anything.”

 

“You don’t have to do anything.”

 

Fu Yanchuan finally spoke, “My relationship with my dad is somewhat similar to that of you and your dad. Something happened when I was a teenager, and I can’t forgive him——”

 

He suddenly paused and moved closer to Qi Xi, “Qi Xi, I’m very happy to be with you.”

 

“Really?”

 

Qi Xi became proud. Thinking of his father, he felt that he understood Fu Yanchuan, and continued: “I can still make you happier, and I can also help you scold him! You are so powerful, you can do everything. You are so good too! So why should he still be right? You are so fierce! Don’t be afraid of him, you must be stronger than him!”

 

Fu Yanchuan looked at him without blinking. Qi Xi didn’t know if Fu Yanchuan was really happy. He paused and thought for a moment, “If you are still a little unhappy, I will draw him as a villain and let you fight in the comics. I could also just guve you a kiss.”

 

“Qi Xi.”

 

Fu Yanchuan suddenly called Qi Xi’s name in a low voice, and slowly pushed him back to the chair next to him, “Eat first.”

 

“Alright.”

 

Qi Xi was ready to kiss Fu Yanchuan until he had no time to think about unhappy things, just like whenever Fu Yanchuan kissed him. He felt a little pity and ate the omelet rice fried rice with Fu Yanchuan. In fact, The taste is average, and it is filling.

 

It was almost early in the morning when they came back, since it was already 1 o’clock after dinner. Qi Xi still remembered to make Fu Yanchuan happy, so he took a pen and paper and lay on the sofa to start drawing a cartoon about Fu Zhenrong as a villain, but he got into a fight against sleepiness after drawing two frames. 

 

Fu Yanchuan came over and sat next to him. He half-squinted his eyes and said, “Brother Yan, look at what I drew. This bad guy is your father.”

 

“I’ll draw again tomorrow and go to bed.”

 

Fu Yanchuan picked him up. He fell on Fu Yanchuan, raised his head and met Fu Yanchuan’s burning eyes. He asked subconsciously: “Brother Yan, what’s wrong?”

 

Fu Yanchuan didn’t answer. He picked him up and walked toward the bedroom. Qi Xi quickly put his arms around Fu Yanchuan’s neck. He remembered that there was only one bedroom and one bed here, and his cheeks suddenly turned red.

 

When he got to the bedroom, Fu Yanchuan put Qi Xi on the bed, leaned on him and propped him up. He then looked at those peach blossom eyes and asked, “Do you want to take a shower first?”

 

Qi Xi was not stupid this time, or maybe he intuitively realized what Fu Yanchuan meant, but he couldn’t help but ask: “What are you doing taking a bath?”

 

“You could qash later if you want.”

 

He shrank his neck and responded softly, “Oh.”

 

Fu Yanchuan pressed down, his weight resting on Qi Xi’s body. His fingertips lightly touched his ear and asked, “Nervous?”

 

Qi Xi turned his head and hid, then turned back to look at him, “Are we going to have sex?”

 

He took a deep breath, gently grazed Qi Xi’s lips with his lips, his eyes seemed to be staring into Qi Xi’s eyes, and asked him with the sound of his lips, “Qi Xi, do you like me?”

 

Qi Xi’s lips trembled slightly, and he looked back at him for a long time before replying: “I like you.”

 

“How much do you like me?”

 

“I like you a lot.”

 

Fu Yanchuan’s movements stagnated for half a second. Looking at Qi Xi’s inescapable eyes, he wiped Qi Xi’s lips with his fingertips and penetrated them hard without warning.

 

“eaves–“

 

Qi Xi’s voice only came out once before it was completely blocked. Fu Yanchuan was different today. It was so intense that he could only open his mouth without any resistance and let Fu Yanchuan suck him from the deepest part.

 

Fu Yanchuan’s other hand got through his sweater and rubbed his skin. The touched area was as hot as a fire. His chest rose and fell uncontrollably.

 

“Are you nervous?”

 

Fu Yanchuan temporarily stepped away. Qi Xi looked at him for a moment and said, “I’m okay. You should continue.”

 

Qi Xi’s proactive invitation was really tempting. He deliberately pretended not to understand and asked, “Where to continue?”

 

Qi Xi glanced away and said, “…continue like just now.”

 

“Here?”

 

Fu Yanchuan kissed the corner of his lips, and then moved his other hand, “Or here?”

 

“All of them.”

 

“Call me.”

 

Qi Xi called out in a hoarse voice, “Brother Yan.”

 

Fu Yanchuan quickly blocked Qi Xi’s body again, and Qi Xi’s limbs circled upwards. After kissing him enough, he left his lips and reached his chin. He then moved towards his Adam’s apple. He suddenly stopped and looked at Qi Xi for a moment. He took off the sweater from where it should be and asked: “Qi Xi, can I touch it?”

 

Qi Xi realized what Fu Yanchuan was talking about and tensed up nervously, nodding and shaking his head uncontrollably. Fu Yanchuan kissed him on the lips and comforted him, “Don’t be afraid, tell me if you feel uncomfortable.”

 

He finally nodded. Qi Xi looked at the top of Fu Yanchuan’s head and grasped the clothes on Fu Yanchuan’s shoulders with both hands. After a while, Fu Yanchuan raised his head and asked him, “How do you feel?”

 

How could he say it? His face turned red and he didn’t speak. Fu Yanchuan kissed him again and stayed close to him, making him feel lightheaded. This was the first time he found out that Fu Yanchuan would be with him. Same as him.

 

Fu Yanchuan asked him again, “Qi Xi, is this okay?”

 

He was a little confused and asked, “What?”

 

Fu Yanchuan stood up and released himself. Qi Xi looked over unconsciously and was immediately frightened. Fu Yanchuan was still close to compare with him. The conflicting senses and vision rushed directly to his head. He couldn’t help it. He gasped under control.

 

“Qi Xi.”

 

Fu Yanchuan looked up and saw that Qi Xi had stiffened with shortness of breath. He quickly clasped his hands to cover his mouth and nose, “Don’t be afraid, I won’t do anything. Don’t be nervous.”

 

Qi Xi couldn’t help but feel nervous. Fu Yanchuan was still so close to him, resting on his belly button. The more he tried to ignore it, the more he couldn’t ignore it.

 

Fu Yanchuan finally discovered the problem. He pulled the quilt and wrapped the man in it. He then covered his mouth and nose and asked, “Is this better?”

 

Qi Xi nodded slightly, staring at him intently, as if something was sticking out of his eyes to get entangled with him. Qi Xi’s breath was still burning in the palm of his hand, and he couldn’t help but press down and stare at Qi Xi across the distance between his hands as if he wanted to complete unfinished business with his eyes, until Qi Xi’s breathing calmed down.

 

“Brother Yan.”

 

Qi Xi finally took off Fu Yanchuan’s hand. Fu Yanchuan wiped the moisture on his lips and said, “Do you still feel uncomfortable?”

 

He sniffed suddenly, tears rolling out of his eyes unconsciously, “Am I useless? Don’t hate me, don’t despise me!”

 

“Qi Xi, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t be impatient.”

 

Qi Xi nodded aggrievedly and murmured softly: “It’s a bit bad, then -! It’s so scary!”