Chapter 16: The Rival Always Wants to Taste Him Again [16]

Chapter 16: The Rival Can't Stop Wanting Another Taste of Him "16"

447 hesitated, as if about to say something, then spoke up: [Xiao Momo... Ye Qi is probably planning to put a surveillance camera in your bathroom too.]

Shi Mo's eyes were half-lidded, his whole body completely at ease.

He had just shaken hands with Lin Ran earlier, and it had grossed him out big time—he needed to wash himself clean properly.

Hearing 447's words, Shi Mo wasn't surprised in the least, instead speaking slowly:

"Yeah, I was just wondering how long he could hold out."

447: [He's the male lead of this world after all. Don't go and break him for good.]

Shi Mo's eyes curved into a smile: "It's fine. If he could be broken that easily, how could he possibly be the male lead?"

447 fell into silence, then it suddenly clicked!

[Xiao Momo! That makes total sense!]

Shi Mo came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and lay down on the bed, replying to a few people's messages.

Out of the corner of his eye, he let his gaze drift, almost lazily, toward where the camera was.

[Xiao Qi, go sleep in the small dark room tonight. I bet someone won't be able to resist.]

Then he lifted one leg—the casual movement accidentally letting the hem of his bathrobe fall open.

447 instantly understood his intention. Though somewhat reluctant, it could only manage a soft "oh."

Before going into the small dark room, it couldn't help blurting out:

[Xiao Momo, if it's really necessary, could you set up a separate room for me? I don't want to sleep in the small dark room every day from now on.]

Although it had never experienced this kind of thing while following Shi Mo before, it had read tons of novels!

If Ye Qi really came to climb into bed tonight, then this kind of thing would definitely happen once and then again—who knows how many more times he'd come sneaking in. It really didn't want to be stuck sleeping in that dark little room every day.

Shi Mo thought briefly and agreed: [Alright, I'll set up a separate room for you tomorrow.]

447's eyes lit up, spun around in the air a few times, then tucked itself into the small dark room.

After it left, Shi Mo's movements became even bolder—he simply flipped over and lay face-down on the bed.

With his movement, the bathrobe was lifted even higher, the wide hem folded up, barely covering his backside.

Those long, pale, and slender legs were now fully on display for the camera.

The tantalizing glimpses beneath the bathrobe were all put on full display before Ye Qi's eyes.

Ye Qi nearly gasped, staring unblinkingly at the screen, with a blank face picking up the tissues he had prepared nearby.

He really thought he was losing his mind.

When it came to matters involving Shi Mo, he kept lowering his standards again and again, doing one crazy thing after another that even he found shocking.

Case in point: right now.

If someone had told him a few years ago that he would secretly install a surveillance camera in another man's bedroom just to be able to watch him all the time, he definitely wouldn't have believed it.

After all, although he wasn't exactly a good person, he'd never stoop to something like that.

But now he had truly done it—and he still felt it wasn't nearly enough.

He wanted even more...

Ye Qi's gaze darkened. Today Shi Mo had gone to sleep unusually early, and before sleeping, he had taken some medicine.

This made Ye Qi's heart clench instantly.

Was Shi Mo sick? Why didn't he know about this?

His gaze flickered, and he quickly zoomed in on the surveillance feed, trying to see what medicine Shi Mo had taken.

But when he saw it clearly, his breath caught for a moment, and his heartbeat skipped a beat.

What Shi Mo had just taken were... sleeping pills.

Shi Mo was just downstairs, and he knew the door code. And now he'd taken sleeping pills...

A wire in Ye Qi's mind pulled tight. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his breathing grew heavier and heavier.

Looking at Shi Mo lying on the bed, the way he was lying reminded him of the crazy dream from last night.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and bolted straight into the bathroom.

An hour later, Ye Qi came out of the bathroom but felt even more on edge.

It was as if a voice inside him was screaming at him, telling him what a perfect opportunity this was.

That voice tempted him, trying to make him push past his limits once again and do something even more excessive.

Ye Qi was in a fog, and the sound of a door opening snapped him back to reality.

He was standing at Shi Mo's front door, still wearing his bathrobe, and he had already opened Shi Mo's door.

Ye Qi recalled the image of Shi Mo lying in bed from the surveillance feed. Looking at the door that was already open, he began to convince himself.

Shi Mo hadn't pulled the covers up while sleeping—he was just afraid he'd catch a cold, so he was only going over to tuck him in.

Ye Qi successfully convinced himself, and slipped inside as quickly as possible, closing and locking the door behind him, then walked to the bedroom like he'd done it a hundred times.

Opening the bedroom door, the person he'd been aching for was lying on the bed.

Not like his usual self, who would mock him the moment they met and loved to smile while scheming against him.

Nor like in his dreams, where he would come on to him and only tearfully accuse him when teased too harshly.

Right now, Shi Mo was just lying there quietly, obediently—so unlike his usual self.

Ye Qi had originally planned to cover him with a blanket and leave, but looking at Shi Mo like this, he sat down on the edge of the bed and couldn't bring himself to leave.

Probably having a good dream, Shi Mo's lips held a faint smile, and when Ye Qi's hand touched his face, he instinctively nuzzled into it.

Ye Qi's fingertips jolted, and he pressed them against Shi Mo's lips, tracing them softly.

His Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed hard.

That voice in his heart sounded again.

Since he was here already, and since Shi Mo had taken sleeping pills, as long as he didn't go too far, he wouldn't wake up.

So a small, quiet kiss should be fine.

Ye Qi thought as much, and that's exactly what he did.

However, some things can't be restrained by sheer willpower.

Desire only grows, and it's never truly satisfied.

At first, he only wanted to look and touch, then he wanted to kiss, and then, in the end...

He had already climbed onto Shi Mo's bed and was holding him in his arms.

And there, on Shi Mo's collarbone, was the mark he'd just left.

Ye Qi closed his eyes, trying to hide the desire in his eyes.

He felt he had truly gone mad, to be doing something like this while Shi Mo was asleep.

But he didn't want to stop.

He had no intention of stopping at all.

This man was his—his alone!

He wanted to possess Shi Mo completely, to make him wholly his.

He wanted to leave his marks and scent on every inch of him, inside and out.

The voice in his chest kept clamoring, urging him on.

At that moment, Shi Mo turned over, unconsciously reaching up to rest his hand on Ye Qi's waist. He leaned closer into the embrace with a soft hum.

"Mmm..."

This snapped the last thread of restraint in Ye Qi's mind!

He figured, fine—let him go mad.

However, unlike the earlier frantic urge to leave marks on Shi Mo and claim ownership.

No matter how lost in madness Ye Qi was, he still knew he was doing something shameful.

He didn't dare leave any further marks on Shi Mo.

Tender, lingering kisses, restrained and carefully placed...