Pei Zhen was stunned.

Cursing and swearing as he tried to cover up his bare chest, he almost shrieked like Dong Hai Fairy Girl Xiao Nian Nian.

Fu Sichen was as calm as usual and swept his gaze up and down Pei Zhen’s bare body. Then he said with an unhurried tone, “Brother, don’t you think you’re trying to cover up the wrong bit?”

Pei Zhen stared back at him without a word.

In the next moment, the hand that was clutching his chest immediately slipped downwards, but clutching at his own lower region didn’t feel right either. Thoroughly embarrassed, Pei Zhen grabbed a shirt and turned around as he dressed.

“I was going to sleep. What are you doing here?”

The green T-Rex Fu Sichen calmly shut the door behind him, saying, “I’m sleeping too.”

“You?!” Pei Zhen turned to glare at him, shocked. “You’re sleeping in my room?”

Pei Zhen’s favorite T-Rex pajamas were quite stretched. It looked alright on Fu Sichen when he was standing up, but once he sat on the bed, he had to lower the zipper.

Fu Sichen bared his chest, and he smiled radiantly. “Yes, Aunty made that arrangement.”

Pei Zhen glared at Fu Sichen.

He strode towards the bedroom doorway and stuck his upper body out, hollering down the corridor to his mother in the living room, asking, “Mum, Fu Sichen is sleeping in my room tonight?!”

“The study is full of books.” Pei Shen’s mother coughed lightly, a little embarrassed. “You guys are brothers, so you have to take care of Fu Sichen, don’t make things uncomfortable for him.”

Crap. Fu Sichen would hardly let himself be uncomfortable. He was the one who should keep watch that he didn’t make things uncomfortable for himself!

He thought of the other night—Fu Sichen had the eyes of a hungry predator. Pei Zhen was especially concerned about his virginity. It happened that the handsome man who was behind him was a tease, and things got hot.

“Pei Pei, your big brother is tired. Big brother wants to go to sleep sleep holding Pei Pei.”

The normally cold and emotionless person was wearing a set of childish pajamas with his hands sticking out in front. When he said ‘sleep sleep’ in that childish manner, it caused Pei Zhen to shudder involuntarily.

“You… you…” Pei Zhen glared at Fu Sichen angrily. It was his own bedroom, and he had to avoid the invading serpent. He ended up backed against the wall. “This sort of violation is illegal!”

Fu Sichen smiled. “Nonsense, both of us know that we both want it.”

“Go away!” Pei Zhen panicked, pointing at Fu Sichen’s nose furiously. “You promised that you’d be willing to be the bottom party!”

“Yes, yes, yes. I’ll be the bottom one.” Fu Sichen said, adding silently ‘woman on top’. Then, like a magician, he whipped out a thermal lunch box.

“Let’s eat first, only after filling our stomachs can we think about lust.”

Pei Zhen had so much to complain about, yet he was speechless. He wanted to say that he had eaten, but that would make him look like he couldn’t wait to jump into bed. On the other hand, to say that he was still hungry and wanted more food would make him look like he agreed to the sequence of things suggested by Fu Sichen.

What a booby trap Fu Sichen had set. There was no right answer. Pei Zhen just kept his mouth shut and walked over in silence.

The food smelled glorious!

It was his favorite seafood!

The aroma that was released the moment the thermal container opened stimulated Pei Zhen’s appetite further. Fu Sichen even lovingly handed him a pair of chopsticks. It would’ve done the seafood no justice if he didn’t eat it!

“How is it?” Fu Sichen lowered his voice. “Does it taste alright?”

Fantastic!

It was so good that Pei Zhen almost swallowed his tongue!

He was almost moved to tears but managed to keep a straight face. “So-so, it doesn’t match up to my mother’s cooking by far.”

“Is that so.” Fu Sichen drew back his cute face, and with a soft laugh tilted his head and kissed Pei Zhen. “Then I have to give it a taste, and do better than this the next time.”

Pei Zhen gulped down the porridge, lips shimmering. Watching him, Fu Sichen’s deep-set eyes burnt with desire, his body yearning for the man before him.