Chapter 39
The slightly cool lips gently touched his forehead.
Yu Li narrowed his eyes, unconsciously nuzzling Yan Shiting's jawline.
Yan Shiting paused slightly.
Next, those thin lips moved down, about to touch the ruddy lips, but Yu Li suddenly widened his eyes, the drowsiness completely gone.
Still in shock, Yan Shiting retreated a bit, his calm gaze looking down at him from above.
The thin lips did not land on his lips.
Yu Li stared blankly, his lips slightly parted, a bit unable to find his own consciousness.
Just now, was Yan Shiting really going to kiss him?
Yu Li felt his heartbeat echoing loudly in his ears.
He held his breath, but could only look at the Yan Shiting above him, like a drowning person grasping the only floating wood in the river, with no other option.
Even though the only person he could rely on now was the one making his heart pound.
Amidst the loud heartbeats, Yu Li heard Yan Shiting ask in a deep voice, "Are you afraid?"
Yu Li was stunned.
Yan Shiting's hand gently caressed his face, a complicated emotion in his tone, "Yu Li, do you see, I am not a paragon of virtue."
His voice was low as he asked again, "Are you afraid?"
If that kiss had really landed, then he would be taking advantage of him again.
That night's indulgence, and the kiss that almost happened just now.
Yu Li's mind was blank, his expression dazed.
Yan Shiting's gaze sharpened as he continued, "If you're afraid, why did you come to my side?"
He admitted he was not a good person, and when facing Yu Li, his selfish desires would gradually amplify, until he could no longer control them.
That was a dangerous situation.
Yet Yu Li still came to his side, accompanied him, understood his past, and cared about his relationship with his family.
Giving him one opportunity after another to indulge his selfishness.
Yan Shiting's words were harsh, yet the hand caressing Yu Li's face was so gentle.
The calloused fingers stroking his face, occasionally brushing against his ear, causing a slight tickling sensation.
Yu Li looked into Yan Shiting's eyes and gradually regained his senses.
"I'm not afraid," Yu Li blinked, slowly saying, "I'm just a little nervous."
He didn't understand why Yan Shiting would think he should be afraid of him.
After all, he had never hurt him.
Yu Li raised his left hand, covering the large hand caressing his face.
He smiled gently, comforting, "Brother, you're good, no one is better than you."
The warm and ambiguous lighting in the room, the person in front of him with a gentle and trusting gaze, the reddish-brown mole looked even more beautiful.
Yan Shiting's Adam's apple bobbed, his gaze trembling.
His pupils dilated, his gaze slightly lowered, falling on Yu Li's lips.
He softly asked, "Can I?"
The same question as just now.
Yu Li understood that after answering this question, his relationship with Yan Shiting would truly change.
But he was not unwilling.
The person who had to ask for his opinion before even kissing him, yet said he was not a paragon of virtue.
Yu Li's hand tightened slightly, he pressed his lips together and whispered, "You can."
As the words fell, Yan Shiting could no longer restrain himself, leaning down, his thin lips seriously falling on Yu Li's lips.
That night, even though they had been so intimate, he had never kissed Yu Li like this, only pressing his lips against Yu Li's when he was dazed.
Just a touch.
Now this could truly be called a kiss.
At first they were both a little awkward, but in the mingling of their breaths, they seemed to have found the knack, gradually deepening, slowly exploring.
Their lips became moist, their breaths constantly invading each other's territory.
On the large bed, the fully dressed man kneeling on the bed, his tall figure almost completely enveloping the person beneath him.
Yu Li let out a muffled moan, eyes closed, tilting his small chin up and trying his best to respond, his hands clinging to the man in front of him in complete dependence, wrapping around his neck.
His slender fingers unconsciously gripped Yan Shiting's coat, crumpling the fine fabric.
After a long time, until the air around them became thin, Yan Shiting retreated, bracing his hands on both sides of Yu Li's head, panting as he said, "Catch your breath."
Yu Li's gaze was hazy, the hands on Yan Shiting's shoulders somewhat weak, obediently taking a few breaths.
Tears of a physiological nature formed at the corners of his eyes, the warm lighting in front of him becoming blurred and fuzzy.
Yan Shiting raised his hand and stroked his face, lovingly lowering his head and unable to resist kissing his lips again.
Yu Li slowly closed his eyes, letting him kiss.
After another long while, Yan Shiting lay down on his side, embracing Yu Li in his arms, gently stroking the hair at the back of his head.
It wasn't long before the person in his arms' breathing became even.
Yan Shiting lowered his head, seeing that Yu Li had closed his eyes and fallen asleep again.
His eyes flickered, the cold that had accumulated over the years gradually replaced by tenderness.
Yan Shiting did not like to actively express his emotions, but that did not mean he did not understand what emotions were.
He had long noticed the changes in Yu Li's gaze when he looked at him.
That familiar gaze had once fallen on someone else.
So when that gaze fell on him, he almost instantly became aware of it.
Yan Shiting's gaze was gloomy, gradually hugging Yu Li tighter, as if embracing a precious treasure.
...
A good night's sleep.
When Yu Li woke up, it was bright outside.
He rolled around on the large bed, suddenly noticing something different about his surroundings.
After a long while, he finally realized that this was not his bedroom in Wan Ting, but Yan Shiting's bedroom in the Yan family villa.
Yu Li abruptly sat up from the bed, a strand of his soft hair sticking up and shaking with the movement.
He hurriedly got out of bed, searching for slippers by the bed for a while, but couldn't find any.
Just as he was about to get down without them, the bedroom door was opened.
Yan Shiting was full of energy, his suit vest making him look extra broad-shouldered and noble.
However, in his hand, he was holding a pair of light blue fluffy slippers, and he strode to the bedside.
He squatted down, grasping Yu Li's ankle, and put the slippers on him.
"It doesn't have any carpets here, don't run around barefoot."
Yu Li let him put the slippers on.
Now it was deep autumn, the warm morning sun shining through the white sheer curtains, falling on Yan Shiting.
At this moment, the Yan Shiting in front of him became gentle, the icy aura around him seemed to have melted away at some point.
Yu Li could feel that his mood was very good.
Like a large carnivore who had just had a satisfying meal.
Yu Li touched his messy hair, feeling a bit dazed.
He followed Yan Shiting into the bathroom to wash up, his mind pondering the reason for Yan Shiting's good mood.
Suddenly, an image appeared in his mind.
It was last night, Yan Shiting bracing himself above him, leaning down to kiss him tenderly.
Yu Li was stunned for a moment.
Was that a dream?
He looked up, seeing Yan Shiting standing behind him through the mirror of the vanity.
Yan Shiting took out a new toothbrush, squeezed toothpaste on it and handed it to him.
Catching his gaze, Yan Shiting asked in a gentle tone, "What's wrong?"
His tone was gentle, and it was clear his mood was very good.
Yu Li shook his head, holding the toothbrush in his mouth and glancing up at Yan Shiting a few times.
He was really puzzled, like a cat scratching.
He was too tired last night, so his memory was a bit muddled, so was that really not a dream?
After washing up, Yu Li took the towel Yan Shiting handed him and dried his face.
Then he slowly raised his eyes, his lower face still buried in the towel, and asked in a muffled voice, "Brother, why didn't you wake me up?"
Didn't they say they would go down together?
Yan Shiting said in a low voice, "I did call you."
When he woke up, Yu Li was cuddled up in his embrace, sleeping soundly.
His rosy lips slightly pursed, his thin eyelids had turned a light pink from sleeping.
He had called out softly, and Yu Li had rubbed his ear and burrowed deeper into his embrace.
How could he have the heart to keep calling him then.
Glancing at the frowning Yu Li, Yan Shiting added, "Yan Sui was greatly shocked last night, he hasn't recovered yet."
Implying that even if they went downstairs now and encountered Yan Sui, Yan Sui probably wouldn't react.
Yu Li nodded, putting down the towel.
When he bent over to wash his face, the bangs in front had been wetted and plastered to his forehead.
Seeing this, Yan Shiting reached out and helped him tidy it up, wiping the water droplets on his forehead.
Yu Li's ears turned red again.
As they walked out of the bathroom, Yu Li reached out and grabbed Yan Shiting's hand, asking, "Brother, aren't you worried about Yan Sui?"
Yan Shiting's footsteps paused, and he turned to look at him.
Those phoenix eyes behind the glasses were brewing complex emotions, and it wasn't until a moment later that Yan Shiting said, "Yan Sui can discern, he will get through it, don't worry."
Yu Li opened his mouth, still wanting to say something.
But Yan Shiting raised his hand, stroking his face while leaning down to kiss the corner of his lips.
"Alright, don't talk about him anymore."
Yu Li was stunned, his eyes slowly widening.
Yan Shiting's natural actions, the familiar touch, all confirmed that... the scene in his mind just now was definitely not a dream.
They really kissed last night.
The redness in his ears gradually floated up to his face.
Yu Li stared blankly at Yan Shiting, his heart racing.
Yan Shiting just kissed him that one time, then took his hand and said, "Let's go down to have breakfast."
As Yan Shiting led him away, Yu Li unconsciously raised his other hand, touching the corner of his lips.
He recalled that when he had agreed to Yan Shiting last night, he had already figured it out.
After that kiss, their relationship changed.
From just co-parenting strangers on the surface, to becoming intimate, emotionally-bonded spouses.
From "allies," to a true marriage.
Yu Li's thoughts were in a whirl, secretly glancing at Yan Shiting.
Arriving downstairs, they entered the dining room, their hands still not letting go.
Just then, Butler He, who had just finished setting the table, turned around and saw them.
His young master looked perfectly at ease, while little Yu had a slightly evasive gaze.
Butler He was slightly stunned, glancing at their clasped hands.
Now, in order to prevent little Yu from suddenly letting go of his young master's hand out of shyness, should he pretend not to have noticed?
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Translator’s note: Finally!!!! My heart is swelling with happiness!!!!
Ah finally! And they actually communicated wirh each other. I'm just a bit concerned about yan sui because they still haven't told him about their marriage. I love this story so so much I can't wait for the next chapters 😍
ReplyDeleteWOOHOO!!! The couple is finally a real couple!!!
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