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QT: Forget Being A Villain, I’ll Just Spoil My Wife [BL]

He An, 21 years old, supermodel—died by choking on a piece of chicken. Before he could process things, a tiny spirit like creature was standing in front of him, claiming it’s name was “System 06” and it would help him clear worlds. If he completed 100 tasks it would send him back to earth. ...I didn’t agree to this, but okay. System: Please kill the protagonist and help him unlock his potential. He An grabbed the person next to him and lazily said, “No way. I hate fighting the most. In fact, I just want to live on peacefully with this supporting character...” System: ...Do you even know who that ‘supporting’ character is?! That’s the protagonist, idiot! You’re ruining the plot!! * “Who was that woman?” A certain protagonist croaked, fuming with intense jealousy. He An panicked, wondering how he could coax his sweet wife, when suddenly he was pulled down onto the bed by that same protagonist. “Stay with me forever, okay?” The male under him whispered coquettishly, wrapping both arms over his shoulders and rubbing their bodies together. His hands were also acting on their own, touching He An’s most sensitive areas. “Don’t look at anyone else. I’m yours… and you’re mine.” He An’s forehead was full of black lines. How could his “sweet” wife be so black bellied?! — Sweet and doting gong with a naughty (sad) shou in every world! Art in cover does not belong to me. If you are the rightful artist and do not wish for your art to be used, please tell me.

ciaociia · LGBT+
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29 Chs

Reunion (18+)

When He An was being dragged by Yao Xuefeng, the last thing he expected was to be given a spacious and expensive looking room for himself. Not only that, but he had his own set of servants ready to serve him.

He wanted to refuse their offer to bathe him, but one maid in particular was especially stubborn and haughtily told him he had no right to refuse.

Alright, then.

They weren't at all gentle when washing him and even treated his hair with harshness, but he was cleaned in the end. The scent of blood and war was no longer present, and he gave off a feeling of a clean scholar now.

"His Majesty will visit you later. Call us if you need anything." The maid who displayed a snotty attitude towards him informed him before leaving. None of these people showed him any respect—though it was only expected, he was a prisoner in their eyes after all.

Six: [Host, it's like you're his concubine! QwQ]

He An hummed quietly and couldn't help but to laugh at the irony. In the past, it was Qi Xiu who was treated in this manner, and now he was in the same situation.

He laid back on the bed as he put an arm over his eyes, wondering if his decisions were the correct choice...

The door suddenly creaked open and he could hear light footsteps approaching him. He didn't even have to look up to see who it was.

"Qi Xiu." He called out.

The steps paused and there was a sound of ruffling before the man in question finally responded, "Your Majesty."

"Is that your way of humiliating me?" He An asked.

Qi Xiu was a bit taken back at first, but then his expression quickly turned into disdain. He ridiculed, "Oh, that's right… you are no longer an Emperor."

He was nothing but an ant that the Southern Emperor had graciously allowed to live. All the power he had was drained from him, and now he was just a helpless man in front of him.

"Did you come here just to mock me?" He An questioned. "To see me make a fool of myself and get on me knees, begging you?"

This time, He An could see his expression clearly since he had just gotten up to face Qi Xiu.

There was an uncomfortable silence in the air.

"I…" Yet before Qi Xiu could answer, he was interrupted by the other.

"I missed you."

Qi Xiu's eyes widened.

"Cub, I missed you." He An repeated. He did not give the other a chance to react before pulling him into a tight embrace. He had dearly missed this warmth.

Qi Xiu clenched his fists and gathered the strength to push him away. He glared as he spat out insults.

"Don't touch me so carelessly. For a mere prisoner to act so coquettishly… are you attempting to seduce the Emperor?" His voice was full of contempt.

He An smiled, "What will happen if that is the case?"

It was their first reunion in years, so he did not know what to do or how to act. He knew Qi Xiu must despise him. He thought to himself that this was what he deserved, so no matter what his cub wanted to do with him, he would accept the consequences.

During these past years, Qi Xiu had changed so much. At first, He An simply wanted to see his cub, but now that he was standing in front of him… he wasn't so sure if he was satisfied with only looking.

There was no shame in being honest with how he felt.

"I don't understand you." Qi Xiu frowned.

He felt extremely wronged.

It was this person that had abandoned him so heartlessly, and yet now he was telling him how much he missed him. Was he putting up an act because he was afraid of being sentenced to death? Because of what he did to him? He couldn't figure it out.

And as if he knew what Qi Xiu was thinking, He An stated, "It isn't an act."

"Oh." Qi Xiu didn't know what else to say. He didn't trust him. Still, he could not stop himself from asking.

"Then… do you regret it?"

By 'it', both of them knew what he was referring to.

Qi Xiu held his breathe for fear of the answer. For three long awaited years, he had been dreaming of seeing this person's face. Every battle he fought was for the sake of meeting He An again, and he had even rushed here the moment he heard word of his arrival.

He An was silent.

Seeing how he could not form a reply, Qi Xiu laughed.

"As I thought. If you did, you wouldn't have sent me off so coldly in the first place." Qi Xiu's face turned dark as he continued, "You're a bad liar, Your Majesty."

He was stupid for holding onto such false hope for so many years. But that didn't matter, he was the one in power now.

He An saw the light in Qi Xiu's eyes flicker. In the next moment, he was pushed onto the bed and Qi Xiu lay on top of him.

"Qi Xiu!" But despite his struggle, He An found that he had no strength to stop Qi Xiu's advances.

"Why are you resisting? You're the one who wanted to seduce me first." The latter stopped any complaints by fiercely attacking his lips.

"Qi Xiu, you'll regret this." He An wanted to reason. Although he was willing to give up anything to mend his relationship with Qi Xiu, he didn't want to take this route.

"What do you know about regrets?" Qi Xiu sneered, his eyes intensifying.

He An swallowed back the guilt and simply stared at Qi Xiu. He hadn't seen his cub for only a few years and the cub already grew up so much. His face was still beautiful beyond compare, but his eyes clearly showed signs of age and maturity. His body was still so skinny though—

He also noticed several new scars.

"You should be aware of your status now. Everything you own is mine." Qi Xiu implied ambiguously. He sounded calm, but his hands were making their way to He An's crotch.

He nuzzled his head on He An's shoulders and took in the fresh scent of lilacs.

He An shivered when he felt Qi Xiu's cold fingers touch his most private area and he tried to grab Qi Xiu's hand. He didn't want to get hard in this situation! Why was his body betraying him?!

"Are you afraid I'll do it to you? Hm... that doesn't sound too bad." Qi Xiu curled his lips into a mirthless smile, "But that will only make you run further from me."

He An opened his mouth to speak yet instead of words, he let out a muffled groan. He quickly put a hand over his mouth to cover any other sounds from escaping, but Qi Xiu was displeased by his actions so the latter forcefully brought his hand back down.

"I want to hear you."

Yet after saying this, Qi Xiu passionately kissed He An while his hands was still fondling his cock. He could feel the sticky precum on his fingers, but the slimy feeling motivated him rather than fill him with disgust.

He An stifled his moans while his mind was muddled. He had no idea how to process what was happening. How had they gotten to this point? Why was his beloved cub giving him a handjob??

It wasn't long before Qi Xiu gave one final stroke and He An ejaculated into his hands, chest heaving up and down as he did his best to regain his breath. He watched as Qi Xiu looked down at his hand.

Then, when He An saw Qi Xiu lick at the white liquid, his dick—that just now softened—immediately became hard again.

"…"

Seeing this, Qi Xiu's looked at him with mockery. Without another word, he stripped himself and began to straddle He An, supporting himself on top of his hardened length.

"He An..." He repeated over and over, tightly embracing the owner of the name. He was afraid that if he let go now, the person in his arms would truly disappear for longer than three years.

"Wait—!!" He An was frantic since the cub hadn't been prepared properly. He was frightened out of his wits for fear of accidentally making his cub bleed.

Qi Xiu didn't listen. He thought the man below him was trying to escape, and quickly propped He An's dick at the entrance of his opening despite not being ready yet. He immediately felt a sharp pain in his abdomen and his brows knit, but he bit his lips to withstand the pain.

Only when his hole had completely swallowed him did he frown. He was just about to move when he suddenly felt another painful sharpness and lost balance, falling into He An's arms.

"Don't force yourself." He An whispered softly.

Seeing how gentle he was being, Qi Xiu couldn't help himself from acting as though he was hurt. He knew that He An liked to take care of others, so he grabbed onto him and let out a cry.

"It hurts… it hurts so much…" He weakly sobbed.

He An began to panic.