Husband, Spend Some Gold Coins - Chapter 86

But he had to speak, “Y-you, go away!”

He felt embarrassed; how could he make such sounds?

Qin Yizhi didn’t let him go, instead kissing Xie Qi’s lips again.

Xie Qi: “…”

‘Stop kissing!! My lips are almost numb!!’

Xie Qi struggled again, though he had little strength left. Just as he was about to give up, he intensified his effort.

This time, Qin Yizhi paused and let Xie Qi go.

Xie Qi didn’t react immediately, but when he felt Qin Yizhi release him, he quickly got up, pulling his pants back into place and stammering, “Are… are you serious?”

His voice came out hoarse. Normally clear and melodious, it now sounded sticky, delicate, and almost whiny. Xie Qi, startled by his own voice, immediately clamped his mouth shut and dared not speak again.

He gripped the waistband of his pants tightly, not daring to relax for fear Qin Yizhi might pounce again.

Xie Qi was annoyed. Why had he provoked Qin Yizhi?

Even if he wanted to comfort him, he shouldn’t have done it like this. Wouldn’t it have been better to give him a shoulder squeeze or massage?

In the darkness, he couldn’t clearly see Qin Yizhi’s expression, but he sensed something wasn’t right, feeling the tense energy from across the room.

This time, Xie Qi was genuinely scared. He held onto his pants, preparing to make a quick escape. Because he didn’t dare turn on the light, he nearly stumbled as he got off the bed. He knelt on the floor, groped around, found his shoes, quickly put them on, stood up, and muttered to Qin Yizhi, “I… I’ll sleep in the guest room. Calm down. Just calm down.”

As he spoke, he made his way toward the door but, unable to see in the dark, accidentally bumped his foot on the bed’s edge and yelped in pain.

Qin Yizhi immediately clicked on the light. Xie Qi sat on the ground, cradling his foot, his face contorted with pain, but he held back from crying out.

Qin Yizhi got off the bed, approached him, and asked in a low voice, “Where did you hit it?”

Xie Qi’s eyes were red, but he still couldn’t hold back a tear, “…my toe.”

Qin Yizhi gently moved his hand away to inspect it. Seeing his toe red and swollen, he asked in a low tone, “…don’t you know how to turn on the light?”

He tried to help Xie Qi sit back on the bed, but Xie Qi quickly declined, “No need.”

After enduring the pain for a moment, it finally eased, so he got up to leave.

Qin Yizhi asked calmly, “Are you scared?”

Xie Qi: “…”

Xie Qi hesitated, saying, “I’m not scared.” Despite the throbbing pain in his toe, he hurried to the door and called back to Qin Yizhi, “Sleep on your own—”

Before he could finish, Qin Yizhi strode over and blocked the doorway, preventing him from leaving.

Xie Qi looked up at him, his golden eyes trembling slightly. The mist from the pain still lingered in his eyes, and despite himself, he showed a hint of vulnerability.

Such an expression would make anyone want to tease him.

Qin Yizhi’s expression softened, his voice steady and calm, though still a bit hoarse. “You don’t have to leave; I’ll sleep elsewhere.”

After saying that, he opened the door and strode out.

The door was closed under Xie Qi’s eyes. Xie Qi was a little confused, but Qin Yizhi’s departure still made him relieved.

After realizing Qin Yizhi had left to sleep elsewhere, Xie Qi felt a pang of guilt. He had, after all, been the one to provoke Qin Yizhi, only for Qin Yizhi to take it to heart and go all out.

But… was it really his fault? He’d just teased him a little, yet Qin Yizhi nearly went all the way! All he did was offer a taste, and Qin Yizhi tried to take the whole tree back with him!

With these thoughts in mind, Xie Qi settled back into bed. The lingering scent of Qin Yizhi—a deep, calming woody aroma—still clung to the quilt. It was soothing, filling him with a sense of comfort.

Xie Qi buried his face in the blanket and took a few deep breaths, inhaling the scent that reminded him of Qin Yizhi. Oddly, it seemed to make his sore toe ache a little less, calming him further.

His heart picked up speed as memories of the recent events replayed in his mind. He couldn’t help but question himself: Did he actually enjoy it?

As he thought it over, he concluded that he probably did. This kind of closeness with Qin Yizhi filled him with a quiet satisfaction.

But maybe it wasn’t because he ‘liked’ Qin Yizhi, he reasoned. Perhaps it was just natural curiosity—these things were all new to him, tempting to any young guy. Yes, that must be it. Nothing more.

He picked up his phone, typed a message to Qin Yizhi: [Don’t sleep outside. Come back and sleep here.] But he hesitated, staring at the message before silently deleting it.

Instead, he retyped: [Old pervert.]

Then, he hit send.

His cheeks heated up as he waited, staring at the screen, anticipating Qin Yizhi’s reply.

After a pause, Qin Yizhi finally responded: [You will be deducted 500 in pocket money this month.]

Xie Qi: “…”