FL Chapter 4

Ji Shi was sly, but sometimes I would find him cute. He was usually beastly in bed, playing with me in different ways. However, he would still give in to some of my requests, so I supposed that counts as cute.

For example, I would request: “Show me a plane flight action!”

Ji Shi’s thing was still inside me. He quickly nodded in satisfaction and pleasure, and then he suddenly pulled out and picked me up. With his arms wrapped around me, he turned over to his back in one move. I hurriedly exclaimed, “Hey hey,” and asked him what he was doing. Without saying a word, he spread my arms open, and that thing was suddenly plunged into me. I broke out in goosebumps in that instant!

This pose was from Jack and Rose from Titanic, not an airplane! I forgot he is a two-dimensional scum!

In this position, I was almost sitting on top of Ji Shi, but Ji Shi was so exhilarated, he wouldn’t let me down. He breathed heavily as he said: “Baby, I like this plane flight action!”

His fucking had almost sapped the strength of my body, and I could only listen to the pants behind my ears. As expected of a singer, even the way he panted was melodious…

In the end, it was only because Ji Shi was exhausted that he let me go. If he didn’t, I was afraid that I would be fucked until I pee. And then Ji Shi would have another reason to laugh at me.

When it was over, Ji Shi laid on me and lightly kissed my nose like a chicken pecking on rice. I raised my head with difficulty and bit him on his face. Ji Shi immediately frowned and said, “Be gentle. I have a photoshoot. Don’t leave any teeth marks…”

So I lightened the bite and kissed the craterlet mark left by a pimple on his cheek instead. “The basin is full of water,” I said.

“That’s my sweat!”

“Who said it isn’t? That’s how great lakes came about!”

Ji Shi couldn’t help laughing. He sat up and shouted out the window, “How hard did you make me—”

I hooked his neck and pulled him down to make him shut up. I kissed his eyebrows and lightly bit his nose, lip, chin, and earlobe. I pretended to be into it, but deep down, I was unsatisfied. The beauty was lying before me, but I couldn’t take a bite. How frustrating!

So I buried my head in his arms. Ji Shi wearily asked me what I was doing, and then he suddenly let out a moan.

I bit his nipple. Hehe.

I was finally a little satisfied and felt that I wasn’t at a disadvantage anymore.

But the way Ji Shi moaned got me hard again…

We both sat up and looked down. No, wait, I should be the only one looking. Why are you looking at it as well? And you’re even staring at it. So I asked, “Senior, can you turn around?” Unconcernedly, Ji Shi asked in return, “You like it when I moan?”

When he asked, I felt like I should be honest this time. I nodded my head and said, “I like it.”

Master Ji unabashedly said: “Then next time I will do my best to moan for you.”

My god, why are you so indulgent this time? I immediately thought I could give this patron 70 points. (But the full score is 150.)

As soon as he was done speaking, he suddenly grabbed my cock with both of his hands.

I almost knelt to call him grandpa and beg for mercy.

“No need, I’ll do it myself…”

Ji Shi didn’t let go. He continued to grab a hold of my cock and let out a long moan as if performing a musical.

This time, there was not only a moan but also an expression. The expression he wore on his face as he moaned was both entrancing and enticing. And with this moan and expression, he licked it up emotionally…

When Ji Shi deliberately teased me like this, I truly felt my whole body hardened like reinforced concrete.

After the deed, Ji Shi didn’t forget to have a heart-to-heart talk with me this time. Lying on his side, he smiled and said, “Since we’re gonna talk about your ‘heart’, I’ll ask, and then you answer. If you dare lie to me once, I will fuck you once.”

This beauty doesn’t have the morals a beauty should have. With a “hello kitty” face, he could spout obscenities with no shame. But I didn’t think there was anything wrong with what he said. After all, we were having a heart-to-heart talk, not a game of truth or dare.

“Why did you go to that Japanese restaurant for dinner?” Ji Shi asked.

“Have you looked at my Weibo?”

“I’ll fuck you.”

Ji Shi wore a grin on his face as he threatened, but I knew he was pretending to be strong on the outside but weak on the inside. I didn’t want him to feel ashamed for his incompetence, so I confessed, “The five of us went out to eat to celebrate the countdown of our debut. We went dutch.”

Ji Shi nodded like a president. The way he nodded reminded me of the patrons from the entertainment genre novels I had read. In front of others, Ji Shi always looks like a cute, adorable angel. Only in front of me, will he act like a boss, ordering me around. I thought of Bi An and wondered if his relationship with Mr. Zhang was also this deceiving.

Ji Shi thought for a while and asked, “Who suggested dining at that restaurant?”

How can his question be so accurate? I calmly said it was decided by everyone after we talked it over.

 Ji Shi gave me a sharp look: “Why are you willing to spend so much? You didn’t object? I asked you to treat me, and you even hesitated to do so. But you’re willing to spend that much to have dinner with your brothers.”

“It was four votes against one.” I rubbed my nose, feeling too lazy to explain further.

Ji Shi was silent for a while, and then, he scratched his cheek awkwardly and said, “I got it. If you don’t have enough money next time, just tell me. Don’t be such an embarrassment.”

“…”

My heart almost sank.

“How much was it?” Ji Shi asked.

“We went dutch, so it wasn’t much. Just let me off with the one from the French restaurant.”

Ji Shi nodded, “Okay, okay, okay.”

The way he looked so guilty was so cute. I said to myself.

“But Ji Shi…”

“Wait a minute.” Ji Shi raised one of his hands to interrupt and said, “Let me think about what else to ask you.”

I shouldn’t have requested a talk; I regretted doing so. This talk we’re having felt more like an interrogation. On second thought, if next time we were to talk about Ji Shi’s ‘heart’, I would have several questions to ask. I would have to write it down in my notebook tomorrow; otherwise, it wouldn’t be good if I forgot them all.

“By the way, when will your group FIGHTING officially debut?” Ji Shi asked.

What FIGHTING? “It’s JUST!” I exclaimed exasperatedly. I can’t stand it anymore. Is he even qualified to be a patron? 

“Isn’t it FIGHTING? I always hear you guys shouting “FIGHTING” “FIGHTING” in the company every day.”

“It’s a slogan, alright?” Have you passed CET-4 in English? Now that we are on this topic, I’m quite curious. In Baidu, it said Ji Shi graduated from A University’s Department of Biology. Would you believe it? I would have believed it more if you told me he was a test experiment specimen from the Department of Biological Sciences. “Have you passed CET-4 in English?” I courageously asked.

Ji Shi blushed in embarrassment and exclaimed, “It’s none of your business!” He even slapped me on the back of my head.

Hehe, then that means he didn’t pass. You really can’t believe everything on Baidu. 

“What is your role in your group? Acting cute?” Ji Shi wisely changed the subject.

“I’m in charge of talent,” I said.

Ji Shi collapsed on the bed and laughed loudly, “Hahaha!! What talent do you have!”

It’s not easy to serve a patron, but what kind of patron is this? What good does it do to you to look down on me like this? Do you even have an eye for talent?

“I’m in charge of creativity for aesthetics, a kind of talent,” I said as calmly as I could. “Because I can paint, and I am Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni of the team.” I bet you don’t know who Michelangelo is given how uneducated you are. 

As expected, Ji Shi was stunned by the long name I mentioned, spoken as fast as a moving car. He was like a Bambi struck by lightning, but this Bambi soon became spirited again and gave me a thumbs up. “I like how you tease me like this!”

Of course, you are a tease yourself. How can I resist teasing you? I rubbed my nose and said contemptuously in my heart.

“But I don’t get it. Why do you bother creating an alt account just to criticize me?”

The reason I created an alt account wasn’t to criticize you but to have an outlet for all the difficulties I experienced in my whole life. I don’t know how it turned out to be an alt account just for bad-mouthing you. “Can I ask how you found my alt account?”

“No.”

“So there are no human rights left as a kept man?”

“Then, is there a fake one?” Ji Shi stretched his neck over, pouted, and kissed me, “Have you read entertainment genre novels for nothing? Answer my question, baby~”¹He said the bold text in English.

You’ve worked hard to show off your English. Exasperatedly I said, “I’m not criticizing you. I just hate it when someone fails to meet my expectations.”

Ji Shi raised his eyebrows and stared at me.

So I corrected my words and said, “I hate it when someone meets my expectations.”

Ji Shi was amused, and he leaned against the pillow with a smile on his face. He looked at the ceiling for a while. Ji Shi doesn’t look like a crazy person with how serene his appearance is whenever he is silent. He looked more like a regular expensive vase that makes one irresistible to take a look.

“If you don’t like it when I sing, what do you like about me?” Ji Shi blinked at the ceiling as he asked.

I was stunned. Isn’t our relationship that of a patron and a patronee? Does this mean I have finally achieved talking about what we like? I looked at Ji Shi as he lay on the bed, looking up at the ceiling. He seems to be asking it casually. So I embarrassingly replied while scratching my cheek awkwardly, “You look good.”

“What about my character?”

Why are you making it hard for me? What personality do you have? I thought it over and said, “You have a cute personality.”

“How about my flaws?”

“Ungiving.”

“What?!”

“Who’s knocking?” How witty am I!²Xiao Tong said 摳門 “kou men” which meant stingy. I tried to find a better-fitting word for the pun. The word “Knocking” in Chinese raw is 叩門 “kou men” means knocking on the door. As you can see, it has the same pronunciation as 摳門 “kou men”. Hence why Xiao Tong said he is witty. I tried to rhyme the two words as best as I could. If you have a better suggestion, do let me know.

Unexpectedly, Ji Shi bounced like a rabbit. Someone was actually ringing the bell! My god!

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  He said the bold text in English.
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  Xiao Tong said 摳門 “kou men” which meant stingy. I tried to find a better-fitting word for the pun. The word “Knocking” in Chinese raw is 叩門 “kou men” means knocking on the door. As you can see, it has the same pronunciation as 摳門 “kou men”. Hence why Xiao Tong said he is witty. I tried to rhyme the two words as best as I could. If you have a better suggestion, do let me know.