I Was Sold to My Mortal Enemy (Double Transmigrations)

Shi Yi wasn’t in good health and needed to avoid the wind. Xiao Liu, on the other hand, had been through a lot in the past few days and was feeling rather low-spirited. The three of them chatted for a while before Pei Xing decided to take Xiao Liu back to their small room.

As dusk approached, only a few slivers of the setting sun streamed in through the window, casting the narrow room in a warm and tranquil hazy yellow light.

Upon entering the room, Xiao Liu struggled to free himself from Pei Xing’s embrace and, with his short legs, darted toward Shi Yi. Pei Xing quickly intervened, gently placing the child on the small bed.

Confused, Xiao Liu opened his eyes, which were brimming with moisture as if they were about to release glistening tears. Shi Yi rushed over and gently scolded him, lightly smacking the child’s back and then cuddling him in his arms, playfully rolling around with him.

Lying in Shi Yi’s embrace, Xiao Liu spoke with a mellow tone, “Third brother, have your injuries healed? I want to sleep with you tonight.” He then continued, “Alright, let’s sleep on the bed tonight and let Brother Pei sleep on the floor.”

Shi Yi patted the child’s round head and playfully criticized Pei Xing for his earlier actions.

Pei Xing looked at the little dumpling nestled in Shi Yi’s arms with a stoic expression, his heart filled with both tenderness and a tinge of coldness in his voice as he explained, “Your third brother still has a chest injury that hasn’t completely healed. Don’t lie on it and apply pressure.”

After hearing this, Xiao Liu sat up and lowered his head in a penitent manner, tears glistening in his eyes as he softly apologized.

Shi Yi’s heart melted, and he comforted the little one, “Don’t cry, dear. Third brother is already better.” He pinched the child’s chubby cheeks and held him close, saying, “Third brother will tell you a story about Ultraman battling a little monster?”

Pei Xing observed the scene in silence, choosing not to interfere.

Xiao Liu’s eyes lit up with curiosity as he gazed at Shi Yi.

Shi Yi had watched Ultraman when he was a child, and while he couldn’t quite remember the exact plot, he could easily make things up. He told imaginative stories, sometimes even asking Pei Xing to play the role of a monster, with his exaggerated performance making Xiao Liu burst into giggles.

Xiao Liu fell asleep with a smile on his lips that night.

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During the night, the small room was illuminated by the soft glow of a candle, casting a warm yellow light.

Pei Xing took out some ointment, intending to apply it to Shi Yi.

However, Shi Yi refused with a resolute expression, leaping onto the bed and pretending to be asleep.

Unperturbed, Pei Xing lifted him into his arms, a hint of a smile in his voice as he said, “I’ve seen your entire body, and we’ve done intimate things, so why are you shy?”

“No need for you to do it; I can manage on my own.”

Shi Yi clenched his teeth, his fair complexion tinted with a faint blush that made him appear delicate and enticing. This man’s gangster behavior hadn’t changed over the course of two lifetimes.

“I’ll do it, you can’t reach it.” Pei Xing refused firmly and opened Shi Yi’s belt with his fingers. His face was serious, but his eyes were so hot that it seemed to melt people. His breathing was a little heavy, “Don’t woke Xiao Liu, be honest, and I’ll just give you some medicine.”

This man was always dishonest, no matter what he said, he couldn’t guarantee what he would do.

Shi Yi’s jade-white ear tips turned light pink. His clothes were half-unbuttoned, his upper body exposed, and he sat on Pei Xing’s lap with a red face. His eyes were filled with mist, and a little red. Listened to him having said that, he didn’t dare to move around.

He was afraid that he would wake up the man’s beastly nature If he moved a little bit.

Pei Xing took off his clothes. The bruises on his body seemed to be better. They were not as scary as before. He put some ointment between his fingers and applied it to the black bruises on his chest.

Shi Yi felt that the man’s touch was concentrated on his chest. As the warm fingertips flowed, he felt that everything he touched was extremely hot. Even his brain was buzzing. His breathing was not smooth. His gorgeous face was stained crimson due to shyness, making him look even more charming.

“Baby, your hot breath is hitting my face.” Pei Xing lowered his eyes and suddenly spoke, pressing it against his ear. His ambiguous and moist breath penetrated into Shi Yi’s ear, instantly making him softened.

Shi Yi pursed his pretty lips, blushed and hid back.

Pei Xing put a pair of big hands on his smooth back and pushed him into his arms. A low voice sounded in his ears: “Be good and don’t move.”

Shi Yi looked like a steamed red shrimp, his whole body was red.

His brain also stopped thinking, and after applying the medicine, he fell directly into the man’s arms.

Pei Xing lowered his head and buried it in his fair neck, kissed him gently, and asked in a hoarse voice, “Do you want it, baby?

“You want farts!” When Shi Yi heard this, he immediately jumped up and folded his clothes, he jumped onto the bed and wrapped himself in a thin quilt.

He looked at Pei Xing defensively and said, “Sleep on the floor, old man!!”

Pei Xing stroked his face and sighed. When he calmed down, he went to the bedside to grab the quilt. He lifted it and laid on the bed, hugging the warm body.

Shi Yi grabbed the arm around his waist and twisted his body back and forth to struggle. The arm was as motionless as a copper wall.

Pei Xing took a deep breath, his eyes darkened, and warned him: “If you move again, you will draw the overlord’s bow.”

Shi Yi immediately became honest and let him rub him like a quail.