After Marrying The Evil God

19- ring

Qi Baicha didn't react for a while, or rather, he didn't expect that Fu Mingye would actually not be human.
t/n: not literally, here it means that he was acting inhumanely

He subconsciously asked: "Do what?"

Fu Mingye replied: "You."

"..."

Qi Baicha widened his eyes: "Me?"

"Yeah." Fu Mingye looked at him coldly, "To me, it looks like you don't really care; not applying medicine nor avoiding those foods. Weren't you quite capable, but now you know to fear pain? Lay down." The last two words carried a hint of an ordering tone, and went to pull Qi Baicha's pajamas after speaking.

Qi Baicha immediately rolled off of Fu Mingye, grabbing a blanket and covering it over his head: "I'm going to sleep."

Fu Mingye wanted to lift the blanket, but Qi Baicha had a death grip on it and didn't let go, a small hill bulging from the bed.

"Qi Baicha." Fu Mingye called his name in a deep voice, "What are you hiding for?"

Qi Baicha didn't move.

Fu Mingye slowed his tone down and slowly coaxed him: "I'm just scaring you, how could I not care for your health... It's still better to apply the medicine earlier. Don't drag it out, if you're not uncomfortable I'll feel uncomfortable for you."

"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. I promise I won't laugh at you."

"Chacha, be a little more obedient."

No matter how Fu Mingye coaxed, the young man continued to hide inside and keep silent.

"Okay okay I won't bother you, you hurry and let go; if you don't come out and stay inside, you'll suffocate." Fu Mingye sighed.

Qi Baicha didn't respond, and Fu Mingye seized the opportunity to lift the blanket, succeeding this time.

He smiled at what he saw.

The young man had his eyes closed, already asleep. Since it was stuffy under the blankets and he had stayed there for a long time, his pale face was flushed, making people can't help but want to take a bite. His eyelashes hung down, slightly curled and slender, each strand distinct.

Fu Mingye stared at him quietly for a moment, laughing helplessly: "It turns out all that talking I just did was to air."

"Oh, you." Fu Mingye squeezed Qi Baicha's face, "Should I call you Snow White or Sleeping Beauty?"

Qi Baicha frowned, but did not wake up.

"He's really asleep?" Fu Mingye thought, "Not pretending?"

The young man beside him remained silent.

Fu Mingye waited for a while. After confirming that the young man's breathing was even, he decisively began to gently untie his clothes.

What was he waiting for, of course he wanted to treat Chacha while he was asleep!

He didn't expect that just after he tried the first step, the young man would skillfully roll into his arms, one hand hugging his waist, one leg bent and pressing on his own, rendering Fu Mingye immobile.

Fu Mingye: "Chacha?"

Qi Baicha was quiet, with no reaction at all.

Fu Mingye looked at him suspiciously: "I always feel like you're pretending to sleep..." Although Chacha used to like to sleep while hugging him, his sleeping posture was not this bold. Instead, he would nestle in his arms like a little rabbit, and would definitely put his feet on Fu Mingye's body.