ROBEPTQ chapter 41

After casually having dinner at a restaurant outside the residential area, Bai Sijun went home and packed his luggage. At this time, the two girls next door had already finished work and returned home. Bai Sijun didn’t want to attract attention, so he asked Mei Yuchen to wait for him in the car.

When he arrived at Mei Yuchen’s car with a backpack and a suitcase in tow, he was surprised to find Mei Yuchen sitting in the passenger seat. He asked, “Aren’t you driving?”

Mei Yuchen lazily replied, “You drive.”

Bai Sijun was puzzled, “I’m not good at driving.”

Mei Yuchen said, “That’s why you need to practice.”

Bai Sijun got his driver’s license in college, and he had driven occasionally when he visited his hometown during the holidays. However, he was still a novice driver after all these years of having a license. Although he wasn’t skilled, he wasn’t afraid to hit the road as long as he drove slowly. Besides, Mei Yuchen’s car had an automatic transmission, so it wasn’t difficult to drive.

He put his things in the trunk, sat in the driver’s seat, fastened his seatbelt, carefully recalled the steps to drive, and then started the car with full concentration. At that moment, Mei Yuchen suddenly said, “Once you get used to it, I’ll buy you a car.”

Bai Sijun’s hand hadn’t left the key yet when Mei Yuchen’s words surprised him, causing him to turn the key back, and the engine that had just started immediately stalled. He thought Mei Yuchen was too lazy to drive, so he asked him to drive. However, he didn’t expect Mei Yuchen to let him practice and then give him a car.

Although he had spent a considerable amount of his salary on Mei Yuchen in the past few months, he never thought of getting it back in this way.

“Mei,” Bai Sijun said seriously, “Am I your kept man?”

Mei Yuchen’s expression clearly showed surprise, “No.”

Bai Sijun continued, “You want to buy me a watch, a house, and a car. What does it mean?”

Mei Yuchen frowned slightly, “I’m your boyfriend.” His tone was extremely matter-of-fact, as if Bai Sijun not accepting was the problem.

Bai Sijun helplessly said, “That’s not how relationships work.”

Mei Yuchen pursed his lips and looked dissatisfied, then huffed, “I know you have more experience in love.” He turned his head to look out the window, completely ignoring Bai Sijun.

Bai Sijun couldn’t help but laugh and cry. Where did he have a rich experience in love? He just knew which gifts were inappropriate because he was closer to society than Mei Yuchen.

“Mei,” Bai Sijun raised his hand and pinched Mei Yuchen’s earlobe, softening his tone, “You have to consider my feelings, okay?”

Mei Yuchen subtly lowered his head, getting closer to Bai Sijun’s hand, but his gaze remained outside the window.

Bai Sijun explained in a gentle tone, “Forget about the house and the car. I can’t even afford a watch. You keep flaunting your wealth; do you realize how inferior it makes me feel?”

Mei Yuchen immediately turned his head, furrowing his brows, “I’m not flaunting. I just want to give you good things.”

Bai Sijun felt warm inside and smiled, “I appreciate the gesture; you don’t need to actually give it to me.”

Mei Yuchen smirked, seemingly compromising. He asked curiously, “Bai, are you struggling financially?”

“Yes,” Bai Sijun casually replied, “I spent all my salary on buying pastries for you.”

Mei Yuchen’s expression suddenly became complicated—shock, regret, and even a hint of pity.

Suppressing a smile, Bai Sijun restarted the car.

It had been a long time since he had driven, and he felt a bit rusty. He awkwardly drove the car out of the residential area, maintaining a speed of 40 km/h or less.

“Bai, turn on the right turn signal.”

“Bai, this is a straight lane.”

…

“Bai, you’re so clumsy.”

Veins popped on Bai Sijun’s forehead. He clenched his teeth and whispered, “Shut up.”

Mei Yuchen laughed on the side, not taking Bai Sijun’s words seriously and continued to play the role of an instructor.

What usually took an hour by car ended up taking more time than the subway for Bai Sijun, who was driving.

After returning to the villa, Bai Sijun unconsciously took his suitcase to the guest room on the first floor. Mei Yuchen immediately showed a displeased expression and asked, “What are you doing?”

Bai Sijun stood still, “Isn’t there only one bedroom on the second floor?”

Mei Yuchen squinted and said, “Isn’t that bedroom big enough for two people?”

Bai Sijun was momentarily speechless. He forgot that Mei, the big cat, was particularly clingy. Even if he really slept in the guest room on the first floor, this big cat would definitely come down in the middle of the night and crawl into his bed.

“Are you sure we’ll be sleeping most nights?” Bai Sijun’s ears felt a bit hot. He could almost imagine a nightly “size comparison” waiting for him every night.

No, maybe more than one.

This big cat of his not only clung to him but also seemed unsatisfied. Just because he hadn’t let him “inside,” he kept finding other ways to play with him.

Not only was it skilled, leaving him in ecstasy, but it also shamelessly spoke dirty. In the recent “husband and wife dispute,” when they released at the same time face to face, Mei Yuchen, with a soulful look, looked at him and said, “Bai, look, the fountain of inspiration is erupting.”

What kind of inspiration is this?

Bai Sijun was so embarrassed that he couldn’t look at what he had sprayed. However, strangely, Mei Yuchen’s dirty talk made him inexplicably excited, extending the pleasure after reaching the peak by several seconds.

Although he didn’t want to admit it, he had secretly fallen for this “size comparison” game. However, he couldn’t express himself as straightforwardly as Mei Yuchen did in bed.

While he urged Mei Yuchen to be more restrained, he knew Mei Yuchen wouldn’t take his words seriously.

So, in a way, he was actually looking forward to it…

Since entering May, the power of summer gradually began to show. Bai Sijun brought only a few clothes, neatly organizing them in Mei Yuchen’s wardrobe, then stood in front of it admiringly.

He liked this increasingly intimate feeling with Mei Yuchen.

He unconsciously smirked, then planned to put miscellaneous items like chargers into the bedside table on his usual sleeping side.

The bedside table and the bed were of the same design, with nothing on it, looking more like decoration. Bai Sijun pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, feeling smooth, and sensed it was empty inside.

The next moment, his movement suddenly stopped because he saw something familiar in the drawer.

He raised an eyebrow, picked up the white object, and went downstairs to Mei Yuchen, who was sitting on the sofa with a computer, saying, “you said it was blown away by the wind?”

Mei Yuchen raised his eyes, visibly stunned, and his ear tips turned somewhat red unnaturally. He seemed unwilling to meet Bai Sijun’s gaze, looked back at the computer screen, and calmly said, “Blown to the second-floor balcony, and I picked it up.”

Bai Sijun found it amusing. He sat down next to him and asked, “What kind of wind can blow underwear hung in the yard to the second floor?”

Mei Yuchen still stared at the screen, “A mischievous wind.”

I think you’re the one being mischievous.

Bai Sijun didn’t expose him and continued to ask, “After picking it up, why put it in the bedside table?”

Mei Yuchen remained silent. Bai Sijun smirked and asked again, “Don’t tell me you’re doing something indecent with my underwear?”

Mei Yuchen closed the computer with a snap, turned around, and pressed Bai Sijun beneath him, asking instead, “Bai, have you finished unpacking your things?”

Bai Sijun was caught off guard by Mei Yuchen’s swift actions. Before he could answer, Mei Yuchen said, “So can we start doing fun things?”

“Again?” Bai Sijun widened his eyes in disbelief, “Didn’t we just…”

The latter half of Bai Sijun’s sentence was drowned in Mei Yuchen’s kiss. After a good while, Mei Yuchen finally let him go and, with a dangerous tone, said, “If you don’t want to be exhausted, don’t ask so many questions.”

Fine, Bai Sijun thought dizzily. It seemed he couldn’t jab this affectionate cat; otherwise, it might turn into a bone-crushing leopard in a minute.

He got up from the sofa, intending to continue unpacking his luggage on the second floor. At this moment, his phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and immediately frowned.

“What’s wrong?” Mei Yuchen asked.

“It’s Qi Jun.”

Bai Sijun had informed the editor-in-chief about only focusing on Mei Yuchen, without Qi Jun, but he hadn’t communicated with Qi Jun at all. Now that Qi Jun called, he probably knew about the news.

Compared to Bai Sijun’s furrowed brows, Mei Yuchen’s expression remained unchanged. He lazily leaned on the sofa armrest and said to him, “Answer it; it might be work-related.”

Bai Sijun answered the phone. Qi Jun’s tone was, as usual, polite. He expressed regret about Bai Sijun resigning as the editor and mentioned that he would return soon from an out-of-town trip. He then asked when Bai Sijun would be available and suggested meeting for a meal.

Bai Sijun replied patiently, “Having a meal isn’t necessary. After all, I’m no longer responsible for your works.”

“Well, we can still have a meal together,” Qi Jun said cheerfully. “There might be opportunities for future collaborations. Isn’t that worth giving a bit of face, Editor Bai?”

Bai Sijun still didn’t want to go, but then Qi Jun deliberately teased, “And about Mei Yuchen’s new book, I also have some ideas. I’d like to discuss it with you.”

Qi Jun didn’t know that Mei Yuchen had abandoned the old clichés, so naturally, he would assume Mei Yuchen was currently struggling with revisions. Bai Sijun knew Qi Jun approached him to find out Mei Yuchen’s next plans.

He wouldn’t reveal Mei Yuchen’s situation to Qi Jun, but hearing Qi Jun’s smug expression, Bai Sijun couldn’t bear it. He agreed, “Alright, in a few days, it will be Saturday. We can meet then.”

After hanging up the phone, he couldn’t help but sigh. He thought he would definitely make Qi Jun embarrassed at that time. It would be even better if he could get him to admit borrowing ideas from Mei Yuchen’s works and record it on his phone for a public confrontation.

While he was planning his “grand plan” in his mind, he suddenly heard Mei Yuchen ask lightly, “You’re not the editor for Qi Jun anymore?”

Bai Sijun was taken aback, realizing he had slipped up during the phone call. He dodged the question and replied, “Uh, yes.”

Mei Yuchen sat up straight, leaned closer to him, and with an inquisitive look in his eyes, said, “I remember you said you were recently in charge of an important series and would be very busy. Why suddenly take such a long leave?”

Bai Sijun stammered, “Well, because, recently, I’ve been a bit tired, so…”

“Bai.” Mei Yuchen squinted his eyes slightly, lowered his voice, and said, “Trying to deceive me again?”

Bai Sijun sighed and, as if giving up resistance, said, “I had a falling out with the chief editor.”

Mei Yuchen raised an eyebrow, “Because of me?”

Bai Sijun nodded, “Yeah.”

Mei Yuchen suddenly fell silent. After a while, he chuckled, crawled over, and embraced Bai Sijun, saying, “Bai, I really want to marry you.”

“What do you mean marry me?” Bai Sijun felt his cheeks warming, and his gaze drifted awkwardly to the side, “Besides, aren’t I already staying in your home now?”