Qi Sheng shyly turned his head, “I’ve been having some insomnia.”
Shuai Chang felt his head was no longer dizzy, stood upright and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”
Qi Sheng shook his head, “Maybe I was scared in the study today. Every time I close my eyes, I feel like I’m falling, my heart races, and the pounding keeps me awake.”
Shuai Chang walked over with concern, “But you have to work tomorrow. If you don’t sleep, you’ll be tired and make mistakes at work. What will you do?”
“You can trust me,” Shuai Chang reached out his hand towards Qi Sheng, speaking softly, “How about I keep you company tonight? I saved you today; you won’t be afraid with me by your side.”
Author’s Note: Qi Sheng’s job is fictional.
Shuai Chang: Come, come into my embrace.
Qi Sheng: …Okay.
Spirit Team: Handsome guy, this is abduction!
Chapter 43: Charming Real Estate Tycoon (5-8)
5.□□
Qi Sheng looked at the hand extended by Lu Ming Shen, which was twice the size of his, with clear joints and nails cut into a smooth curve, the base adorned with a white crescent—it’s said that having a crescent means being healthy.
Qi Sheng lifted his hand to look at his own. His nails were different from Lu Ming Shen’s; instead of being flat like his, they were curved and rounded over his fingers, with no white crescent at the base.
He suddenly felt a bit aggrieved, “My hands don’t look good.”
“Who says that?!” Shuai Chang was deeply pained by his trembling voice, gently placing Qi Sheng’s delicate jade-like hand in his palm, “Your hands are exquisite, they look beautiful.”
“Really?”
Shuai Chang nodded assuredly, “Of course it’s true.”
Receiving compliments, Qi Sheng’s feelings of grievance faded away, and his expression returned to being slightly indifferent, “Lu Ming Shen, do you really think sleeping together will help?”
“How could we know without trying? Maybe sleeping together will give us a sense of safety.”
Qi Sheng thought for a moment, “…Okay, let’s sleep together. You come upstairs.” He added, “If you still can’t sleep, you can come back down.”
“Alright.” Shuai Chang didn’t expect Qi Sheng would be so easily persuaded, his mood lifted and joy radiated around him, easily detectable by anyone, especially Qi Sheng.
“Are you that happy?” Qi Sheng couldn’t help but curve his lips.
The man before him, like a clear breeze and bright moon, really had an excellent appearance; he completely matched Qi Sheng’s ideal image of a man, devoid of any rough qualities—Lu Ming Shen seemed reborn.
Qi Sheng found it hard to resist his charm, doubting whether he had agreed just to plot something against Lu Ming Shen… but he thought to himself it wasn’t a big deal, just a sleep.
He expected to be unable to sleep due to his myriad of romantic thoughts, but was surprised to find that lying in bed, inhaling the air filled with Lu Ming Shen’s masculine scent, he quickly fell asleep.
There was one person’s distance between Shuai Chang and Qi Sheng. Not long after Qi Sheng lay down, his breathing became calm and gentle. Shuai Chang quietly leaned closer and kissed the corner of his slightly curved lips, “Good night, baby.”
On the second night, Qi Sheng returned home from work at ten, his face pale, bloodshot eyes marked with red threads, and his lips devoid of color.
Seeing him sway slightly, on the verge of collapsing, Shuai Chang rushed over to support him, saying, “Don’t sleep yet, finish your porridge first.”
Qi Sheng had a very strict biological clock; he had already gone to bed an hour late yesterday, but woke up on time this morning. Today, with such a late work shift, it would be at least eleven o’clock by the time he got ready for bed.
Shuai Chang helped Qi Sheng sit on the sofa. Qi Sheng appeared dazed, as if he could fall asleep at any moment, but he didn’t close his eyes.
Shuai Chang heated the porridge and served it to Qi Sheng, “I’ll feed you.” Seeing Qi Sheng’s condition, Shuai Chang was sure he would end up spilling porridge down his shirt.
The white rice had been cooked soft and fluffy, with a thick layer of rice oil on top, and had a unique fragrance when it reached his mouth.
Qi Sheng finished a bowl of porridge that Shuai Chang fed him, and when he saw Shuai Chang carrying the empty bowl away, he reached out and tightly grasped Shuai Chang’s sleeve, his fingertips whitening from the effort, “Don’t go, aren’t you going to stay with me?”
This was Qi Sheng’s true character, even sweeter and softer than the rice porridge, making one’s heart tremble.
Shuai Chang, listening to the loud pounding of his heart, replied gently, “I’m just putting the bowl down, I’ll be back quickly.”
“Then hurry, I’m really sleepy but I’m scared to close my eyes.”
Shuai Chang dashed to the kitchen to put the bowl in the sink, thinking it would be fine to wash it tomorrow, then quickly returned to the sofa. Qi Sheng’s eyes lit up upon seeing him.
Shuai Chang reached out his hand, “Let’s go, I’ll sleep with you.”
Spirit Team: The sinful right hand!
Shuai Chang pretended not to hear.
After supporting Qi Sheng for a few steps, Qi Sheng rested his small head against him and fell asleep.
In Shuai Chang’s arms, there was the soft fragrance of jade, and his heart felt sweet and soft.
Unable to resist, Shuai Chang cradled Qi Sheng’s pert backside and lifted him up, unable to hold back from giving it a gentle squeeze; it was soft yet resilient, a wonderful feeling.
Shuai Chang gently placed Qi Sheng on the bed. Qi Sheng was in his work attire, so Shuai Chang carefully helped him out of it and went to the bathroom to wet a towel with warm water to wipe Qi Sheng’s body. After falling asleep, Qi Sheng lay still, obediently allowing Shuai Chang to attend to him.
Shuai Chang kept his focus, fearing he might get too excited, knowing he’d only end up suffering himself.
After changing Qi Sheng into pajamas, when Shuai Chang went to the bathroom to shower, he couldn’t hold back. Heavy breathing echoed from the bathroom, and only after half an hour did it stop with a low growl.
His wife was right there on the bed, why was he left to deal with things on his own?
Spirit Team: Because your wife only has two stars of love for you; usually, even a stranger who leaves a good impression has only two stars.
Shuai Chang: …After two nights of hard work, I still don’t have a third star?
Spirit Team: The data shows a slight improvement, but not much. It seems you need to change your approach.
Unyielding, Shuai Chang found that a week later, not only did he not see a third star, but Qi Sheng also kicked him out of the master bedroom, stating he no longer needed Shuai Chang because he could sleep without being afraid.
Spirit Team: Pfft! Handsome guy, I really didn’t mean to laugh, hahahahahaha.
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