Translator: Mogumoguchan
Editor: lolimelon
After they went back home, Yan Qiu fully entered a drunken stupor. He stuck to Ji Xinglan and demanded kisses and hugs. After he was done being drunk, his vision became blurry and his feet felt light, then collapsed on the bed and dozed off.
When Ji Xinglan brought hangover tea to him, he called Yan Qiu quite a few times, but he did not respond. So, he quickly picked him up.
It was only at that moment that Yan Qiu looked up while still dizzy. His eyes were red-rimmed and sparkled from unshed tears.
Ji Xinglan lifted the cup and helped Yan Qiu finish the tea then touched his forehead. It was a little hot.
“You might be sick.” Ji Xinglan felt that something was off, so he put down the cup.
“I don’t think so.” Yan Qiu leaned against Ji Xinglan’s embrace and mumbled, “I’m just… a bit warm, ‘cause I drank.”
Ji Xinglan touched his forehead a few times again and concluded. “No, I think you have a fever.”
Yan Qiu was dumbfounded. “How could you get a fever from drinking?”
“You’re not sick because of the wine.” Ji Xinglan brought out a washbasin from the bathroom and pushed Yan Qiu’s bangs up gently. He wrung the towel dry and placed it on his forehead. “You just got over your estrus period so your body is weak. You shouldn’t have been exposed to the wind today.”
After he placed the towel on Yan Qiu’s forehead, Ji Xinglan brought out a thermometer from the drawer of the bedside table, flicked it, and wanted to take Yan Qiu’s temperature.
Yan Qiu suddenly got up from the bed when he saw him taking out the thermometer. He obediently knelt at the edge of the bed, placed his hands on the waistband of his pants, and started pulling it down.
“Baby, what are you doing?” Ji Xinglan quickly pushed his hands down. “No matter how hot you feel, don’t take off your pants.”
“I thought you wanted to take my temperature.” Yan Qiu stared at him in confusion with black, shiny eyes. His eyes were so pure that it was as if there were stars in them, but he did not seem to want to stop moving. He was the fusion of purity and lust. “Take my temperature.”
Yan Qiu remained kneeling. He turned his head and looked over as if he was inviting Ji Xinglan. “My body is really warm when I have a fever. You’ll definitely feel really good…”
‘Damn it.’
Ji Xinglan was puzzled. Suddenly, he wondered whether the fever had ruined his Xiao Qiu’s head, but in this state, he was asking for his life.
“Baby, what are you saying?” Ji Xinglan’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.
But in the next second, Yan Qiu seemed to have forgotten the invitation he just extended. His eyes were as pure as water. He shook his head and grabbed Ji Xinglan’s hand. “I didn’t say anything. Just take my temperature.”
Ji Xinglan stared at the hands around his wrist. They were fair and clean. He shook his head in resignation.
Yan Qiu’s gaze was clearly no different from when he was sober, but his actions were just…
Yet, even though he knew that Yan Qiu would only be so lusty when his mind was not clear, Ji Xinglan still could not help but gulp when he saw his adorable lover laying obediently in bed.
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‘Damn it. Calm down. I can’t do it. Xiao Qiu is sick.’
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If Yan Qiu were not feverish right now, he could forget about walking properly tomorrow.
Ji Xinglan squashed his desire to push him down, and with great aggrievance, used an alcohol swab to wipe the thermometer as he planned how he was going to get Yan Qiu to pay him back for this a few days later.
Yan Qiu had still not noticed that danger was looming. He obediently placed a pillow under his belly and waited for Ji Xinglan to take his temperature.
Ji Xinglan held the thermometer in his hand and looked at Yan Qiu in loss.
“…”
Things had already progressed to this degree. If he did not take Yan Qiu’s temperature now, he was no longer a person!
“How do you feel? Am I at the right place?” In any case, Yan Qiu was the one who requested it. Ji Xinglan decided to tease Yan Qiu by adjusting the thermometer, and he gently caressed his face.
“Yeah, it’s there.” Yan Qiu was indeed drunk, and he let Ji Xinglan tease him however he liked. He even moved as a show of cooperation. He buried his face in his pillow and only revealed one eye and half of his face to look at Ji Xinglan. “But the thermometer is so cold.”
Ji Xinglan really liked how Yan Qiu was acting right now. He brought out his terminal and took a few photos, intending to show them to Yan Qiu tomorrow. The little creature might die of embarrassment by then.
Once he put down the terminal, Ji Xinglan lovingly helped Yan Qiu sweep away the bangs over his eyes. When he heard Yan Qiu’s response, he comforted his lover as if he was not the one who just pranked him. “It’s fine. It won’t be cold in a while.”
Lan Lan did not know why Yan Qiu ignored itself today. Once the two came back home, Yan Qiu laid in bed and refused to play with it. The kitten crouched down on the floor and looked at them with its head raised. It tried to climb up the bed but had its nape seized and brought out.
Ji Xinglan placed it outside the door and warned it. “Yan Qiu is sick. Don’t bother him.”
When it saw the door shut in front of its face, the kitten was so angry that it scratched the door.
Why was Ji Xinglan the one who could bother Yan Qiu?! He was bullying it because it could not speak and snitch on him!
Ji Xinglan took care of Yan Qiu for an entire night and practically did not sleep. He took his temperature once every half an hour.
The next morning, Yan Qiu’s fever was almost gone, and he was also sober.
“Idiot, why did you try to drink for me when you get drunk with just one glass?”
Immediately after Yan Qiu opened his eyes, he saw Ji Xinglan looking at him in resignation. There was a doting and love-filled look in his eyes.
While Ji Xinglan patted his back, he eagerly wanted to share what had happened last night with Yan Qiu. “Do you know what you said last night when you were drunk?”
“…What did I say?”
Yan Qiu was not completely awake yet. He rubbed his dizzy head. The memories from last night had become blurry the moment he drank wine.
“You said that you wanted to be my lover.” Ji Xinglan sized him up and chuckled profoundly, “You even asked me to kiss you in public.”
“Nonsense.” Yan Qiu immediately retorted.
“You don’t believe me?” Ji Xinglan smiled. “There were plenty of people around yesterday, and they can serve as my witness. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Li Chengyan.”
As he spoke, he brought out his terminal and pretended to make a call. Yan Qiu quickly snatched it so that he could not make the call.
“I trust you, alright?” Yan Qiu tossed his terminal on the bed and said in a manner as if he had given up, “And… did I do anything else? What else did I say after I was drunk?”
Yan Qiu felt that Ji Xinglan had ill intentions. He might have done something even more scandalous last night.
“Let me think.” Ji Xinglan caressed his wrist with his fingertips. His eyes sparkled, and his smile was a little wicked.
Yan Qiu felt anxious.
He was a man. After he became drunk, he actually asked to be Ji Xinglan’s lover, acted cutely, and asked for kisses. When he heard Ji Xinglan’s calm description, it was already enough to make Yan Qiu have shivers run down his spine. If he really did something else even more scandalous, he would be too ashamed to meet others.
“I don’t think you said anything else,” Ji Xinglan suddenly said.
Yan Qiu was just about to sigh in relief…
“But you did ask me to take your temperature.” Ji Xinglan picked up the thermometer at the bedside and swung it at Yan Qiu.
Yan Qiu frowned a little. He did not know what was wrong with taking his temperature. “What’s wrong with taking my temperature?”
But Ji Xinglan’s teasing expression caused him to realize that it was not as simple as just taking his temperature. Yan Qiu gulped uneasily and sized up the normal thermometer.
“Nothing. You just insisted that you wanted me to take your temperature.”
The thermometer was placed in an invisible tube. Ji Xinglan slowly drew it out before he pushed it back in just as slowly.
He looked at Ji Xinglan toying with the thermometer, Yan Qiu widened his eyes. Suddenly, his cheeks turned red. The suggestive movements caused the memories from last night to return to him. Suddenly, Yan Qiu remembered everything. He felt angry and started punching Ji Xinglan. “You…”
He was so embarrassed that he could not say anything, but Ji Xinglan started acting shamelessly and confidently. “You’re the one who asked me to take your temperature.”
“What do you mean, I asked you to. You knew that I was drunk.” Yan Qiu had his wrists pinned behind his back, but he was still defending himself. “Were you supposed to do everything I asked you to?”
Ji Xinglan calmly pinned him against the bed and grabbed his hands so that Yan Qiu could not move. Then, he looked down at him. His voice was gentle, just like sweet but poisonous herbal wine.
“No. You said that it’s very hot and comfortable when you’re having a fever, and you asked me to try it, but I didn’t. Aren’t I just good to you? Hmm?”
When Yan Qiu heard this, he really wanted to slap himself.
‘What the heck? I’m not supposed to say those things!
‘What’s going on? How could I say something so shameless while I’m drunk?!’
Yan Qiu was currently arguing with himself in his heart. His face varied from shades of red to white. Ji Xinglan felt that it was really interesting watching how shy he was, so he drew closer, wanting to kiss him.
Yan Qiu’s face burned. As he turned his head away to avoid Ji Xinglan, he changed the topic and said, “You wouldn’t dare even if I asked you to… Huh? Since when did you have a conscience?”
“True.” Ji Xinglan finally suppressed his movements. He bowed his head and kissed his red lips, then sucked it in satisfaction. He chuckled, “You’re sick, so I wouldn’t dare touch you.”
It was rare, but Ji Xinglan kept his promise. He promised that he would not touch Yan Qiu, so he did not. He enjoyed a moment of intimacy with Yan Qiu while he was pinned to the bed before he let him go.
When he saw Ji Xinglan moving away, Yan Qiu felt so embarrassed that he asked him to leave as quickly as possible, but when the weight on his body was suddenly gone, he did not know why, but he felt a little disappointed.
Ji Xinglan stood at the bedside and smoothed out the shirt that had become wrinkled while he was fooling around in bed with Yan Qiu.
Yan Qiu hugged his legs and leaned against the bedside. The red on his face had yet to fade away.
Ji Xinglan was horrible. How could he do those things while his mind was not clear?! It would have been better if he had used the chance to sleep with him than do such an embarrassing thing!
Yan Qiu leaned against the head of the bed in a daze, and there was a slight wronged and aggrieved look in his eyes. The hem of his shirt had been pulled up, and it remained that way. The fair skin had no hint of fat under it. It was still exposed in the air pitifully.
Ji Xinglan did not look at him. Yan Qiu could only purse his lips and slowly pull the hem of his shirt down. He pouted, feeling indignant.
In truth, Ji Xinglan had not pulled the hem up. Yan Qiu had intentionally pulled it up to let him see it.
He was clearly seducing Ji Xinglan, and usually, Ji Xinglan would have long since thrown himself all over him, but now, because Yan Qiu was sick, Ji Xinglan practically did not touch him.
Yan Qiu felt anxious and agitated, but he felt too embarrassed to say it out loud.
He did not know whether he was still drunk or whether he was still under the effects of the estrus period, but Yan Qiu was feeling a little worked up.
Yan Qiu was originally averse to this sort of stuff. If it were not for the estrus period, he would not have the courage to offer up his body either. But after he truly had a taste, he suddenly felt that being the bottom was pretty good too.
Ji Xinglan had a good figure, was handsome, and had good skills. Yan Qiu would be lying if he said that he did not like it when Ji Xinglan took pains to treat him nicely.
After having a taste, Yan Qiu naturally wanted to try a second time. But after he had finally gotten a sweet taste of what was to come, Ji Xinglan did not intend to fulfill his wishes.
Yan Qiu gritted his teeth in the dark.
He finally took the initiative, but Ji Xinglan did not fall for it. Was he an idiot, or dumb?
Yan Qiu refused to believe it.
Mogumoguchan: Who does THAT when they’re sick? Also, Ji Xinglan is being a gentleman, you should appreciate it, Yan Qiu.
First! Thanks for the chapter <3
Xiao Qiu is so adorable 😂 want more after taste it. You have become addicted ea? 😂😂
😂 you’re just being hoooorny
wait udvsusysuushswhe the symptoms are somehow showing 😎
Hehe cutie
Thanks for the great translation ♥️
JXL finally acts like a decent person? Color me flipping shocked!!
But now YQ is knocked up for real and still suffering from stockholm syndrome. Ugh.
Both I guess… Idiot and dumb
Yq tasted meat and he wants more… can’t blame him. Now, I want XY and LCY 😤