After Sharing Senses with the Paranoid CEO, the Infamous Starlet was Forced into Pampering Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Haven’t I Already Touched It?

However, Li Yanzhou was somewhat surprised. He had assumed Xia Mu wouldn’t agree to share a bed with him. He didn’t expect him to walk straight to the largest bedroom, point to it, and ask:

“Are we sleeping in this one?”

Li Yanzhou nodded, then watched as Xia Mu took off the down jacket, hung it to the side, picked up a pair of pajamas, and sat on the sofa to begin changing, not acting the least bit pretentious.

By the time Li Yanzhou finished giving Qin Yu a few extra instructions in the living room, Xia Mu had already slipped under the covers, though he hadn’t turned off the lights yet.

Xia Mu’s face was half-buried in the quilt, exposing only his two eyes. His curious gaze tracked Li Yan’s movements, only to see the man strip completely naked, leaving nothing but a pair of black underwear.

He thought Li Yanzhou was also going to change into pajamas, but when he saw him preparing to lift the quilt and go to sleep, Xia Mu was utterly shocked:

“Where are your pajamas?”

Li Yanzhou shot Xia Mu a flat glance. “I’m used to sleeping naked.”

“I-I-I’m not used to it.” Xia Mu stuttered and turned over, presenting his back to Li Yanzhou.

Didn’t they say black is slimming and makes things look smaller? Why didn’t that saying apply to Li Yan at all?

Xia Mu’s heartbeat gradually accelerated. He had never lain in bed with someone else or had such intimate contact before, not even while filming.

This morning at the hospital was purely an accident; Li Yan had simply been too exhausted from taking care of him and had lain down on the edge of the bed to rest.

But sharing a bed and pillows with him while wide awake like this—especially with Li Yan wearing no clothes—made the previously composed Xia Mu shrink back, his heart filling with nervous apprehension.

Even though he said he wouldn’t touch him tonight, how could you trust the nonsense that came out of a man’s mouth? What if seeing him changed his mind? Deep down, Xia Mu was still a bit afraid.

“You’ve already seen it, so what’s there to not be used to?”

“S-Seeing it isn’t the same as touching it.” Realizing his words were ambiguous, Xia Mu hurriedly explained, “…I mean, sharing a bed inevitably leads to bumping into each other. It’s a-a bit awkward.”

Li Yanzhou lay on his side, propping his head up with one hand. His soft gaze fell on the back of Xia Mu’s head. The corner of the quilt wasn’t covering him properly, exposing his pale nape. Li Yanzhou’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice.

Xia Mu kept feeling a burning gaze on him and couldn’t resist scratching his ear.

“Underwater earlier, didn’t you already touch it? What’s so awkward about just bumping into it?”

“Wh… What? !”

Xia Mu instantly spun around, staring at Li Yan in shock. “Don’t spout nonsense.”

“True, after all, you had long lost consciousness from drowning.” Li Yanzhou looked at Xia Mu, a smile hooking his lips as he deliberately teased.

“You just said I was unconscious, so how could I possibly know? If I don’t know about it, it means I didn’t do it. Stop trying to trick me.”

Xia Mu spoke with complete self-righteousness. Having settled the matter, he turned back around, shrinking into the quilt and covering his body and head tightly:

“I’m sleeping.”

“But let’s get one thing straight. I’m an uncooperative sleeper. If I offend you in my sleep, I apologize in advance, so you don’t accuse me of intentionally harassing you.”

“Plus, you’re the one who refused to wear clothes first. J-Just in case something happens, don’t pin all the blame on me…”

Xia Mu mumbled softly.

Actually, he liked sleeping naked too. Direct skin contact with the soft quilt was incredibly comfortable. But ever since the earthquake incident, Xia Mu hadn’t dared to.

Not much time had passed since the earthquake, yet he had already had several nightmares about a sudden quake hitting while he slept, forcing him to run downstairs naked, only to be stared at and pointed at by countless people.

Xia Mu was dead tired. He fell asleep before he even finished his sentence. Li Yanzhou leaned in closer; Xia Mu’s mouth was still unconsciously murmuring something.

Li Yanzhou couldn’t hold back a laugh. He tapped the boy’s soft, warm lips with his fingertip. Xia Mu smacked his lips and gently swatted Li Yanzhou’s hand away with the back of his own hand:

“Itches.”

Li Yanzhou’s eyes curved in a smile. He turned off the light and lay down as well.

The bed was actually quite large, more than enough for two adult men.

Li Yanzhou suddenly felt a tinge of regret. Perhaps he shouldn’t have slept in this bedroom with Xia Mu. Wouldn’t switching to a smaller bed have been better?

Preferably one where a single toss and turn would result in touching each other.

Thinking of this, Li Yanzhou shifted closer to Xia Mu.

One side of the bed rested against the wall. Xia Mu was sleeping facing the wall, and because he didn’t want to be too close to Li Yanzhou, he was practically plastered against it.

Li Yanzhou lay directly beside Xia Mu, completely ignoring the fact that more than half the space on the other side of the bed was empty.

Li Yanzhou slowly wrapped an arm around Xia Mu’s waist, also lying on his side, drawing his entire body into his embrace.

Despite Xia Mu’s height of 1.8 meters, Li Yanzhou always felt he was tiny everywhere. He didn’t know if the waist was simply too thin or if his own hands were too large, but describing it as something he could easily encircle with one hand was no exaggeration.

Li Yanzhou buried his head in the crook of Xia Mu’s neck. His breaths were filled with the faint scent of shampoo—the exact same scent as his own.

Li Yanzhou couldn’t resist gently grinding his teeth against it. Xia Mu’s delicate, smooth skin sent a wave of restlessness through Li Yanzhou’s entire body, making him greedily crave more.

As passion stirred, Xia Mu’s name at his waist and abdomen grew increasingly scorching. Li Yanzhou’s breathing gradually became heavy. The person tugging at his heartstrings was right in front of him.

As if driven by the name mark, Li Yanzhou instinctively wanted to press even closer to Xia Mu, wanted to devour him whole, wanted nothing more than to knead him into his own body.

Li Yanzhou’s eyes were bloodshot. Through the few thin layers of fabric, he pressed forward slightly, unconscious, soft pants spilling from his throat, entangling with Xia Mu’s shallow breaths.

Just as he was on the verge of losing all reason, the grip of Li Yanzhou’s hand on Xia Mu’s waist involuntarily tightened. As if it hurt him, Xia Mu furrowed his brows, a few soft whimpers escaping his lips:

“Mnn… hurts.”

Li Yanzhou forcefully endured the restlessness. The grip of his palm didn’t loosen; instead, it became even more excessive.

Xia Mu’s entire face scrunched up. Uncomfortable from his waist being pinched, he tried to roll over, but was blocked by Li Yanzhou, completely unable to move.

“Ngh… so hot.”

Displeased, Xia Mu pushed at Li Yanzhou’s feverish body, but upon realizing he couldn’t budge him at all, he simply gave up.

Li Yanzhou pressed his lips tightly together. In the past, this had only happened when Xia Mu showered and he shared the physical sensations. Now, being able to touch Xia Mu with his own hands was a first.

Xia Mu’s body was so soft. Combined with the emotions Li Yanzhou had accumulated for him over the past ten-plus years—which he had always refused to acknowledge—the current Li Yanzhou completely lost control, going so far as to do such things to Xia Mu while he was asleep.

Propping himself up on the bed, Li Yanzhou slowly sat up. The lingering afterglow hadn’t faded yet. His slightly reddened eyes looked at the soundly sleeping Xia Mu, and he couldn’t resist using his other, clean hand to rub the boy’s head.

Then, Li Yanzhou got out of bed, lifted the quilt, and took off Xia Mu’s pajama pants, which he had soiled.

However, the burning heat in his heart still hadn’t subsided. Li Yanzhou looked down, sighed softly, picked up his clothes, and turned to head to the bathroom.