Sweet Torture

Fang Qi stroked Liguang's smooth silver hair, feeling pretty pleased with himself.

His handling of the situation just now was absolutely perfect. See? Wasn't she all coaxed and happy now?

Crisis averted, wife acting sweet, and peace restored to the world!

Just as he was feeling a little smug, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of that glaring little thing on the coffee table.

That pastel pink dessert box tied with a ribbon was sitting there quietly, like an innocent little bomb.

It was the trendy viral mini cake that Lin Xiaoyou had brought.

Fang Qi's smile froze for a fraction of a second. Then, his stomach gave a violent twitch.

The huge spread of food Liguang had cooked tonight was so delicious that he had stuffed himself to the brim, and he had also savagely devoured a third of that giant strawberry cream cake.

Right now, he was so full he couldn't take another bite. He was at the point where seeing any sweet food made him reflexively want to gag...

Besides, if this thing stayed on the table, every time Liguang saw it, she would probably think of Lin Xiaoyou...

No way, he had to put it away immediately!

"Um..."

Fang Qi cleared his throat, planning to exercise his proactive initiative as the master of the house. "Liguang, let's put this cake away for now. We can have it for breakfast tomorrow..."

Before he could finish, the silver head resting in his arms moved.

The silver-haired girl gently lifted her head, her face still wearing a smile so tender it practically dripped sweetness.

Then, she stood up unhurriedly, smoothed out the wrinkles in her skirt, and walked over to the coffee table with light, graceful steps.

"Master ate a lot tonight."

Her voice was soft, but her fingers were already resting on the delicate ribbon of the dessert box. "However, it wouldn't be very nice to just put away Miss Lin's thoughtful gift like this, would it?"

She tilted her head slightly, wearing a flawlessly gentle smile on her face.

"Master should eat it right now," her voice was as soft as a feather, yet it carried an undeniable tone of finality. "If sweets are left out for too long, they lose their flavor."

Her slender fingers deftly untied the ribbon and opened the lid, revealing an exquisitely crafted mini cake garnished with berries inside.

Well, it did look truly delicious.

...If he weren't already stuffed to death right now.

"Liguang, I really can't eat anymore..." Fang Qi tried to make one last struggle, his tone sounding a bit pitiful. "Look, my stomach is already bulging..."

"It's alright, Master."

Liguang had already used the complimentary little fork to cut off a corner of the cake. The cream was piled up just right, topped with a whole strawberry.

Holding the small plate of cake, she sat down beside Fang Qi.

They were so close that he could smell the faint, sweet strawberry scent on her, mingling with the sugary aroma of the cake in her hands.

"Liguang will feed you."

The girl tilted her head with a sweet smile and brought the fork to Fang Qi's lips.

"If you eat it slowly like this, it won't be uncomfortable."

"This is the thoughtful gift Miss Lin went out of her way to bring, after all."

Liguang was beaming, her heterochromatic eyes fixed intently on Fang Qi. Her voice was light and soft:

"Let Liguang feed Master until it's all gone. Only then can it be considered... fully accepting this gift, right?"

Fang Qi: "..."

He looked at the sickeningly sweet cake by his mouth, then looked at Liguang's pure and innocent I am doing this for your own good, Master expression.

He understood now.

This crazy woman was doing it on purpose!

She just had to wait until he was painfully full and nauseated by the mere sight of cake... to personally force-feed him this little cake that represented Lin Xiaoyou's feelings!

This wasn't feeding; this was torture! It was a declaration of sovereignty!

Fang Qi's stomach churned.

He really... couldn't stomach another bite!

"I..." He tried to resist, squeezing out a troubled expression. "Liguang, I'm really full..."

He even deliberately patted his bulging belly.

"Master."

Liguang gently cut him off. Her smile didn't waver in the slightest, and the hand holding the fork remained perfectly steady in the air, not moving an inch.

However, her crimson phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and she drew out her words with profound implication:

"Could it be... that you want to secretly enjoy Miss Lin's thoughtful gift by yourself when Liguang isn't looking?"

Hearing this, Fang Qi's scalp tingled with dread!

This was a classic, fatal yandere trick question!

He could practically see the invisible dark aura hissing and oozing out from behind Liguang!

"...How could I!" Fang Qi immediately replied with righteous indignation, even feigning a hint of anger at being falsely accused. "Am I that kind of person? I just... I just really can't eat anymore!"

"Oh—"

Liguang dragged out the syllable. The hand holding the cake fork was still rock steady, showing no intention of pulling back. "So, Master is just dissatisfied with how Liguang is feeding you..."

She blinked, her eyes still looking pure and innocent.

Fang Qi roared internally: That's enough, that's really enough!

But seeing that although the smile remained on Liguang's face, the temperature in her eyes seemed to be dropping, Fang Qi gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut—

"Ah—"

He opened his mouth wide, putting on an I really can't say no to you act, and accepted the feeding.

"Nom."

The rich cream mixed with jam and sponge cake, and the sweet flavor exploded in his mouth. It was actually pretty good. After all, it wouldn't have become a viral bakery if it were terrible.

But at this moment, for Fang Qi, whose stomach was about to burst...

Every bite was sheer torture!

He chewed and swallowed mechanically, genuinely feeling like something was about to come back up and get lodged in his throat!

Liguang, however, seemed very happy.

She smiled in satisfaction and cut off another piece. This time there was even more cream, almost completely enveloping the fork.

"Here, Master, the second bite. Ah—"

Fang Qi swallowed the first bite with great difficulty. Looking at that clump of overwhelmingly sweet cream, his throat bobbed reflexively. He wanted to cry but had no tears.

He felt like he was being subjected to cruel and unusual punishment...

A sweet torture administered by a gentle yandere!

But there was nothing he could do. He couldn't afford to provoke this little yandere right now...

Liguang fed him bite after bite, and he ate bite after bite.

It was so sweet that his head started to spin...!

By the fifth bite, he was already feeling nauseous, his face turning a little pale.

But Liguang chose to turn a blind eye to it.

She continued to feed him patiently and gently, bite after bite. Her movements were slow, making absolutely sure Fang Qi had completely swallowed each bite before offering the next.

She even considerately offered him warm water in between and wiped the cream from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Qi's mouth twitched. This was truly... flawlessly considerate!

He gulped down the warm water, forcing down the cake and cream that were already sitting at the top of his throat, then looked at the still-smiling silver-haired girl.

This crazy woman... was purely enjoying the process!

She was enjoying watching him being forced to eat the cake given by her rival in love, becoming increasingly miserable, yet having no choice but to obey!

What the hell kind of... sick fetish was this!

Finally, the last bite of cake was fed into his mouth.

Fang Qi felt that his stomach had reached its absolute limit and could rebel at any moment!

Fighting back the urge to vomit, he swallowed that bite of cake with extreme difficulty.

"Alright... it's all gone..."

He collapsed weakly onto the sofa, looking like a beached fish that had gone belly up.

He felt like he was already a useless lump...

His stomach was painfully bloated, completely stuffed to bursting by Liguang...

Blegh...

Liguang put down the empty cake box and fork, pulled out a wet wipe, and wiped the corners of his mouth with incredible gentleness.

Her eyes were sparkling with a childlike, innocent anticipation, as if the "feeding play" they just had was nothing more than a normal, intimate interaction between a couple.

Fang Qi took a breath, looking at Liguang's pretty face that was so close at hand, and the plastic star on her earlobe that swayed gently with her movements.

"Master, was it good?"

The young girl leaned in softly, resting her hands on the back of the sofa on either side of Fang Qi's body, forming a subtle enclosure around him.

Leaning over slightly, her silver hair cascaded down, and her breath, carrying the sweet scent of strawberries, brushed against Fang Qi's face.

Her voice carried a somewhat deliberate curiosity and confusion: "Master, the cake Liguang made, and the cake Miss Lin sent over..."

She paused, her heterochromatic eyes fixed intently on Fang Qi's eyes as she asked word by word:

"Which one tastes better?"

Fang Qi's stomach was churning violently, but his mind was exceptionally clear!

Was there even a choice here?!

If he dared to say Lin Xiaoyou's cake was delicious, Liguang would immediately turn him into a broken record that could only repeat, "Liguang's cake is the best!"

"Of course the one you made is better!" Fang Qi blurted out almost instantly.

His tone was absolute, and his eyes were as sincere as they could possibly be.

"This one from Lin Xiaoyou... is just a typical viral cake. It's sickly sweet, and the cream is way too heavy."

"The one you made had just the right amount of sweetness, and the strawberries were fresh... It's way better than this one!"

His survival instinct was kicking in hard, so he spoke without a moment's hesitation!

Though, this was actually the truth.

Liguang's culinary skills were top-notch, and it was custom-made for his taste. Her cake was indeed much tastier than the viral cakes out there.

Not to mention, this viral little cake was forcefully stuffed into him when he was already on the verge of throwing up! It was truly going to make him sick to death!

Even though he felt a bit sorry for Lin Xiaoyou's good intentions...

It was exactly these good intentions that had led him to his current predicament!

These fatal good intentions...

Blegh...

Liguang's mouth curled up uncontrollably, and her whole being exuded an obvious aura of joy.

"Really?" she asked softly, her tone carrying a hint of smugness and satisfaction.

"Of course it's true." Fang Qi patted his chest and promised. "When have I ever lied to you?"

"As long as Master likes it!"

Thoroughly satisfied, she straightened up and began to clean up the mess on the coffee table. Her movements were as brisk as a little bird's, and the tune she hummed was practically floating.

Fang Qi slumped in the sofa, staring at the ceiling, weeping rivers of tears in his heart.

His stomach was really so bloated...

Blegh...