Shuai Chang held Fan Luo Jia’s hand and said, “Let’s wait for the assistant and the driver to come before we go home together.”
Here it comes again!
“Okay.” Home together～
Fan Luo Jia blushed and looked down, feeling uncomfortable about showing affection in front of others.
Yu Lili, behind them, stared fixedly at her feet, pretending not to notice the ambiguous bubble of air around them.
As Yu Lili saw the headlights of the car, tears welled up in her eyes. Heaven knows how uncomfortable she was sitting in the back.
“Mr. Yin, Mr. Fan, thank you for waiting for the car with me. I’m leaving, see you tomorrow.” Yu Lili said, opening the car door and slipping out without giving Yin Hai Dong and Fan Luo Jia a chance to speak.
Watching Yu Lili swiftly get into another car, Fan Luo Jia’s body slowly leaned against Yin Hai Dong.
“Brother Hai Dong.”
“Hmm? What’s wrong?” Shuai Chang stroked Fan Luo Jia’s refreshing black hair.
“It’s nothing, I just wanted to call you.” The feeling of being alone with him was too wonderful; Fan Luo Jia was young, fiery, and as he leaned against Yin Hai Dong, he couldn’t help but feel the heat rising in his body, his cheeks flushing, feeling dry and parched.
“Let’s go home.” He was afraid he might not be able to resist, so he quickly straightened up, fastened his seatbelt, and drove the car in the direction of home.
Fan Luo Jia drove steadily, and Shuai Chang felt his eyelids growing heavier, so he decided to close his eyes and take a nap for a bit.
The drive home took about twenty minutes. When Fan Luo Jia turned on the small light on the car roof, he noticed that Yin Hai Dong was sound asleep against the seat, his sharp eyes closed, his eyelashes rising and falling with his breaths, his straight nose, thin lips slightly parted, warm air escaping and filling the car. Fan Luo Jia stared at those thin lips, feeling even hotter.
What if… he kissed him?
Fan Luo Jia leaned down closer to Yin Hai Dong, unable to resist closing his eyes…
“Luo Jia?” Shuai Chang raised a hand to cover his forehead, just in time to block Fan Luo Jia’s approaching face. Shuai Chang was too tired and sleepy to notice Fan Luo Jia’s intention.
Feeling awkward, Fan Luo Jia quickly straightened up, glanced at the man, and said, “Brother Hai Dong, we’re home.”
Shuai Chang struggled to open his eyes. The car was lit with a warm yellow light, and outside, the shadows of trees danced.
“I actually fell asleep; it must be because I feel so at ease with you around, Luo Jia,” Shuai Chang laughed.
The spirit reminded Shuai Chang that Fan Luo Jia was feeling down and needed comfort, leading him to think of that line.
Though simple, it successfully lifted Fan Luo Jia’s spirits.
The two lived in the same bedroom. Shuai Chang wanted to take a shower, and so did Fan Luo Jia.
“How about we shower together?” Fan Luo Jia suggested, blushing. Although Yin Hai Dong was exceptionally kind to him today, he seemed to have lost interest in his body, so Fan Luo Jia had to make a move.
Shuai Chang, completely oblivious to Fan Luo Jia’s little thoughts, said directly, “I will use the bathroom in the guest room, and you can use the master bathroom. This way, there won’t be any conflicts.”
He thought Fan Luo Jia would appreciate his “smart” solution, but to his surprise, Fan Luo Jia just stared at him blankly and pronounced a long “Oh.”
Shuai Chang was confused and sent a question to the spirit in his brain.
Spirit: … You rejected someone who was showing you interest and hurt his feelings.
Shuai Chang: What should I do now?
Spirit: Go over, hug him, tell him you were joking, and then shower together.
Shuai Chang: … I don’t think that’s possible right now.
Confronting Fan Luo Jia’s beautiful legs would surely make him embarrassed.
In the end, Fan Luo Jia still couldn’t successfully tempt him and had to go take a shower alone, feeling resentful.
As Shuai Chang took a shower, he reflected on the events of the day, feeling puzzled for the first time about having interest in a man with a submissive role. He clearly sensed that their thinking was not aligned. Though he consciously knew that “Yin Hai Dong” and Fan Luo Jia were legally recognized partners, as a straight man, he hadn’t elevated his understanding of “partners” to mean “husbands.” He thought two men merely lived together, and that the actions of living together didn’t imply intimacy…
Shuai Chang had no awareness of this.
He was like a blank slate regarding male-male relationships, treating Fan Luo Jia well and kindly purely out of a good-hearted compensation mentality. If he hadn’t stepped in for Yin Hai Dong, how miserable Fan Luo Jia’s life would be—just thinking about this would cause him to unconsciously treat Fan Luo Jia well and tolerate some of his odd behavior.
Especially since Fan Luo Jia had a pair of beautiful legs he simply couldn’t resist.
Shuai Chang’s corrections to the scumbag behavior directly reflected on the recipient, as helping the recipient return to a proper path was a fundamental requirement.
To that end, Shuai Chang made some plans for Fan Luo Jia’s career. Given Fan Luo Jia’s talent in acting, why not help him become a top actor and stand at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry?
Shuai Chang was quick in the shower, and when he returned to the bedroom, Fan Luo Jia hadn’t come out yet.
The glass door was covered with steam, and the beautiful scene was veiled in a haze; the only sound that could be heard was the crisp sound of water splashing against skin.
Taking advantage of Fan Luo Jia’s absence, Shuai Chang took some time to handle a few company affairs so that he might have free time tomorrow to do “serious business.”
“Click.” The sound of the bathroom door opening made Shuai Chang look up. Fan Luo Jia emerged with wet, disheveled hair, his red lips glistening, and his well-proportioned body wrapped in a white nightgown, the thin fabric hinting at his slender chest and collarbones.
He revealed half of his calves, walking barefoot to the edge of the bed.
Shuai Chang put down his laptop and naturally stood up to grab a hairdryer from the shelf.
“Luo Jia, sit here; your hair needs to dry before you can sleep.”
When Fan Luo Jia stepped out, he seemed fierce, but with Shuai Chang’s simple statement, he transformed into someone gentle.
Fan Luo Jia sat quietly at the edge of the bed, the warm light casting a beautiful silhouette on his face.
Shuai Chang’s fingers tangled in Fan Luo Jia’s messy black hair, the hairdryer buzzing softly.
Fan Luo Jia felt a tingle as Shuai Chang’s fingers passed through his hair, electricity coursing through him, making his heart tremble. He looked up at the man carefully blow-drying his hair, his right hand pressed over the left side of his chest.
Autor’s Note:
Uh-huh~ They’re already being sweet before falling in love—imagine how sickening it’ll be once they really are!