When Wen Qinxi said they would do it every night he really meant it. The minute the door closed Wen Qinxi smacked his butt really hard and Qie Ranzhe flinched.

He had never in his life been so afraid of his husband as he was right now. It was as if Wen Qinxi was sucking the life force out of him and he was left with no energy.

"Go take a shower. I will meet you in bed in thirty minutes," he said and Qie Ranzhe nodded obediently. The minute he left he couldn’t help but call Machu.

While checking the corridor to make sure Wen Qinxi wouldn’t be able to hear his call the phone was ringing on the other side. Machu took his precious time to answer. That’s because he was tied up by Airen and with a pair of red lace panties in his mouth.

"You have one minute," said Airen as she took off the panties from his mouth. She put the phone to his ear and let him speak while gliding a wide leather riding crop whip on his chest.

"Um... Ran-ge, I only have a minute to talk so make it fast," he said his throat dry.

Qie Ranzhe had no idea that the person he was seeking advice from was in more or less the same predicament. "This will only take a second. How do I you know tell my man that I um... I am spent tonight and I need a break," he whispered while peering through the corridor looking out for Wen Qinxi.

"Um I um," Machu stammered his Adam’s apple rippling while looking at his wife who was glaring at him.

"How did you... you know tell Airen that you needed to take a break? Did you just come out with it or you found a roundabout way without hurting her feelings?" Machu felt like crying because Airen could hear everything. He just wanted to tell Qie Ranzhe to stop talking but it was too late.

"Wait? Do you feel that way?" she said while getting off of him. She pulled her gown and wore it before tying it.

"Baby, no wait," he said before talking to Qie Ranzhe, "I will talk to you later that is if I survive tonight." Qie Ranzhe’s brows knitted when he heard the beeping sound coming from his cell phone. He was a little confused.

Meanwhile, Machu was struggling to get off the bed. He had already forgotten that he was now tied up and his wife had ditched him. "Airen!... Baby come back!" he called out but she was already gone downstairs and couldn’t hear him.

Qie Ranzhe took a quick shower and when he arrived in the bedroom he expected Wen Qinxi to be in some sexy outfit intimately beckoning him over to the bed.

But when he got there Wen Qinxi was fully clothed and in the covers looking like he was ready to sleep. Qie Ranzhe didn’t like this. He knew something was up because just thirty minutes ago Wen Qinxi was excited for some sexy time. Now he was sitting in bed on his cell phone not saying a word.

Qie Ranzhe kept glancing back while applying body butter but his man was ignoring him. Even when he dropped the entire bathrobe and stood naked Wen Qinxi said nothing. He put on his underwear and pyjama pants but remained naked on his top half as he climbed onto the bed.

"Baby," he said while sitting next to him but Wen Qinxi didn’t reply.

Qie Ranzhe suddenly felt like his call with Machu might have been overheard but he wasn’t sure.

"Baby," he whispered again and this time he was really concerned. He would rather Wen Qinxi yell at him and swear at him than keep silent.

"We have to rest. Sleep early, we have work tomorrow," he finally said and Qie Ranzhe confirmed he had heard him.

"You overheard, didn’t you?" he asked and Wen Qinxi put his cell phone on the bedside table before pulling the covers over himself his back facing Qie Ranzhe.

"It doesn’t matter," he said and Qie Ranzhe felt his heart ache. He should have been more direct with Wen Qinxi and told him that he might be suffering from kidney deficiency due to too much sex but he was so afraid of disappointing him.

Qie Ranzhe leaned against his body and squeezed his shoulder gently while saying, "XiXi talk to me."

"What is there to talk about? I get it. You don’t want to," replied Wen Qinxi before closing his eyes like he was telling him that he wanted to sleep.

"Are you mad at me though?" asked Qie Ranzhe but Wen Qinxi didn’t respond. After a while, he asked again, "Can’t we just talk about it?"

"No, go to sleep. You must be tired," said Wen Qinxi and Qie Ranzhe wrapped his arm around Wen Qinxi’s waist.

Wen Qinxi tried to block his arm while saying, "I feel hot," but Qie Ranzhe adjusted the room temperature and continued to cuddle him.

"Let me know if it’s still too hot," he said and Wen Qinxi bit his lip seriously considering getting up and sleeping in Qie Xieling’s bedroom. He knew he was being selfish but he hated the way he found out.

He was excitedly taking off all his clothes and ready to stride over in his birthday suit but before he turned the corner he heard him on the phone. Imagine how embarrassing it would have been if he had shown up in front of him in the nude when Qie Ranzhe wasn’t interested.

Qie Ranzhe didn’t feel comfortable sleeping knowing that Wen Qinxi was mad at him but his exhaustion kicked in and he began to doze off.

Soon he was fast asleep exhaustion washing over him. He might have been able to sleep but Wen Qinxi who hadn’t had his daily dose of vitamin D was restless.

He got out of bed and quietly opened a box that was gathering dust at the bottom of the walk-in closet. He tiptoed out of the bedroom and closed the door softly. Qie Ranzhe was unaware that that sex toy he had banished had found its way back into Wen Qinxi’s hands and it was taking great care of him.