Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“He wanted to top me, good my ass.”
“What?” Pei Zhen’s parents exclaimed, shocked.
Pei Zhen himself was shocked too when he realized what he’d just said. He turned red in the face and mumbled, “Errrr… that is, he… he wanted to be better than me and wanted to overtake me in status. So what’s good about that?”
Those sorts of envious words caused Pei Zhen’s parents displeasure, and they criticized him instead, saying that he was too lazy.
Pei Zhen was sullen.
He was furious to the point of tears.
He wanted to kill Fu Sichen, the bitch!
Fu Sichen, the bitch, wasn’t killed.
On the contrary, he ended up staying the night at the Pei’s.
The little bitch smiled, his expression both innocent and guilt-stricken all at once. “My parents are out of town for business and will only be back the day after tomorrow. I left my home keys in the serviced apartment, so I do apologize for inconveniencing you for tonight.”
“It’s no bother, not inconvenient at all! You are more than welcome to stay for as long as you like! ”
On saying that, she turned to her son and ordered, “Hurry up and get your big brother a set of pajamas. Oh, no, hang on—you’re too short, and they won’t fit Sichen.”
Fu Sichen said politely, “It’s not a problem. I can put up with it, no issues.”
Pei Zhen was annoyed.
Crap!
What ulterior motives did he have!?
The despicable man!
The point was, his mother actually said he was short. Was she his real mother!?
With much grievance, Pei Zhen looked for and found a set of pajamas. Thrusting it at Fu Sichen, he looked at the man in his eyes and then raised himself on his tiptoes.
Hmmpf, he was tall too, and definitely not short!
The pajamas were a large-sized set, Pei Zhen had bought it from Beijing’s Shantan shopping district previously. Fu Sichen frowned when he saw it was brand new.
“Have you worn this before?”
What? How dare he complain when he’s asking to borrow something?
“You’ve only worn it once?” Fu Sichen looked displeased. Pei Zhen took back the pajamas angrily. “Don’t wear it then!”
‘You’ve only worn it once?’ was not an answer that Pei Zhen had expected. Fu Sichen swept his eyes around Pei Zhen’s bedroom and spotted a set of cartoon-print pajamas on a hanger. He walked towards the pajamas and said, “You’ve worn it only once, there’s no trace of your smell on it.”
Pei Zhen was aghast.
Finally, understanding what Fu Sichen was alluding to, he turned a bright red. “You… you… you…”
Madness.
No trace of his smell indeed, there were no words to describe the man…
Pei Zhen was flushed and couldn’t think straight. After stammering ‘You… you… you…’ and not knowing how he should react, he ran into the bathroom and locked himself inside.
Arghhhhh… whoever said that Fu Sichen was cold and emotionless and straight as anything! It appeared that he was a natural when it came to arousing and titillating people!
Pei Zhen’s mind was running in circles, thinking many different thoughts, but he was swift in latching the bathroom door. To avoid being a victim of a possible sneak attack, he took a shower and put on his pajamas quickly, completing the routine in under five minutes.
After showering, Pei Zhen hesitated before opening the bathroom door. He dilly-dallied for about ten minutes before opening the bathroom door a crack.
Great.
The bedroom was empty, and there was no one around!
Heaving a long sigh of relief, Pei Zhen regained some of his overbearing nature. He glanced down at his own oversized pajamas and felt somewhat dissatisfied.
Humming a tune, he swiftly removed his clothes and walked towards his wardrobe, with his naked butt and all exposed. Alas, the room door suddenly swung open and there stood Fu Sichen in Pei Zhen’s green T-Rex pajamas.