Chapter 11
Having lived for 27 years, he had never been called a troublemaker by others. Han Yi had the urge to throw people out together with their bedding.
Obviously, that was what a “troublemaker” should do.
But after he moved around the big bed twice, he finally absorbed the anger on his own.
Throwing it out will expose his disguise.
After a moment of silence, he took a breath of alcohol-smelling air, turned his wheelchair and left the bedroom.
As a result, as soon as he went out, he bumped into Mrs Tang who had just come up from the first floor.
“Xiao Yi? Where are you going so late?” She stopped and asked.
“Guest room.” Han Yi pointed to the person on the bed with his chin, “He’s drunk. I’ll sleep in the next room.”
Mrs Tang was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, and blocked the doorway, preventing him from going out.
“How could you separate from your wife just because he was drunk! A good man can’t do such a thing!”
Han Yi: “…”
“Xiao Yi, it’s not just enough for a husband and wife to get along with each other. They also need to be considerate and caring for each other, and they should be on the same page.”
Han Yi: “…”
Mrs Tang strongly reprimanded him, causing the veins on his temples to throb. He had no choice but to give up the idea of going to the next room and returned to his bedroom.
The housekeeper came in to bring them water. Han Yi stopped him and ordered with a sullen face, “Go get me a new quilt.”
“Okay, sir. I’ll go right away.”
“Wait.” He stopped him just as he was about to leave.
“Didn’t I tell you to send Xia Yang to the guest room? Why is he sleeping in my room?” Han Yi questioned.
“Oh. Mr Xia ran to your bedroom as soon as he went upstairs, and I couldn’t stop him,” the housekeeper hurriedly explained, “He said that he is the legal certificate holder, and sleeping in his husband’s bedroom is legal and reasonable! Anyone who dares to stop him will be destroying his happy and harmonious family!”
“This crime is too great. I can’t bear it, I can’t bear it…”
Han Yi couldn’t take it anymore after listening to it halfway. He waved at the butler and let him go out.
When he returned to the bedside, the world before his eyes had changed.
Xia Yang turned his back to him, the quilt was tucked between his legs, his bare back was exposed to the air, and there was only a pure black boxer underwear all over his body.
Han Yi felt his eyes were attacked.
With a dark face, he tore the quilt out from under Xia Yang’s legs, and threw it on him in anger. This was not thoughtful or caring, but simply not wanting to share the bed with disheveled people.
After physical isolation, he moved the pillows away to make sure that they were at a relatively safe distance from physical contact, and then turned off the lights and lay down.
The bedside light was turned off, the bedroom was plunged into darkness, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing was left. Han Yi closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
He didn’t know how long it took, but in a daze, he felt hands climbing onto his body rustlingly.
From the outside to the inside, even slowly moving towards the position of his chest.
He opened his eyes suddenly, turned sideways and knocked off those “salty pig hands” mercilessly. Probably feeling the pain, the salty pig hand snorted twice and turned over.
The surroundings became quiet, but it was only for a few minutes. After a while, the “salty pig hand” who had attempted to attack the chest revived and made a comeback, even worse than before.
The slender arms wrapped around Han Yi’s neck, his long legs wrapped around his waist, his head was buried in the hollow of his shoulders, and hot air rushed to his face.
Han Yi’s head was about to blow out of anger. He wanted to push him away, but Xia Yang’s skin was hard to push, and his hands and feet were tightly wrapped around him. The whole person was like an octopus, push him away and he’d wrap around him, push away and wrap around again. The stickiness was so strong that it pushed Han Yi’s endurance to the critical limit.
Snapped!
The bedside lamp was turned on heavily. He sat up and took a quick look around, then pulled off a tie hanging on the hanger next to him, and bound the octopus’s two paws firmly without saying a word.
Xia Octopus fell into a deep sleep without even lifting his eyelids. Han Yi stared at him for a while, stretched out his finger and hooked his tie, making sure that it wouldn’t strangle him in any way before he went back to sleep.
In the second half of the night, nothing happened, and the night passed like this…
*
Xia Yang woke up early the next day, it was already bright, and the sunlight shone through the snow-white window screens into the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the entire big bed.
When Xia Yang opened his eyes, he felt his mouth was dry, his head was dizzy, his wrists were sore, and he felt an indescribable discomfort…
F*ck, he complained in his heart. It was nothing more than a poor drinking capacity, but the effective areas of the hangover were so wide! Radiating from the head all the way to the extremities.
However, when he regained consciousness, blinked his eyes, and lowered his head to take a closer look——
F*ck!
What hatred, what resentment!
All he had left on him was a pair of boxers, his wrists were tied tightly with a tie in a tight knot. No matter how much he gnawed or bit or struggled, there were only three words in the end—it didn’t work.
He was the only one on the bed, but the folds on the pillow and the two quilts told him that there must be someone else sleeping next to him last night.
F*ck! Absolutely that was the culprit who tied his wrist.
How many kidneys have been used like this, engaging in such evil fun!
He was so angry that he rolled on the bed a few times, and it took a lot of effort to sit up crookedly with his elbows propped up.
Just then, the door lock of the restroom turned, and a handsome man came out in a wheelchair.
Han Yi should have just taken a shower. His slightly damp hair hanged down in front of his eyes, and his body exuded a faint fragrance of shower gel.
Xia Yang looked at him in a daze, and seemed to understand something at that moment.
But he couldn’t believe it.
“Mr. Han, you… didn’t sleep with me last night, did you?” He held his breath and asked.
Han Yi kept a cold face and did not speak, but silence also meant his answer.
Damn, he really slept with him, so promising! Xia Yang suppressed the shock in his heart, thinking that there was something even more shocking. His eyes instantly became complicated.
“Then Mr. Han,” he tried to calm down, and raised his tie-bound hands, “This…couldn’t be your masterpiece, right?”
“Yes.” Han Yi did not deny it.
“Damn it, you’re playing wild!” Xia Yang opened his mouth wide.
Bondage play while he was asleep, never thought that the peaceful Han was such a master Han.
This really corresponded to that sentence——
The prouder they look on the surface, the drier the heart is. The colder they look, the more flirty they are .
His cognition had been deeply subverted!
Han Yi was not in the mood to listen to his teasing, raised his hand to untie the tie knot on his wrist, and said expressionlessly, “It’s just self-defense.”
“Huh?” Xia Yang was stunned again, rolled his eyes, and followed the logic chain to analyze.
Against what? Against him? But he didn’t remember drinking and having sex last night.
“Well… I didn’t cross the line last night, right?” He asked doubtfully.
A cold sneer floated out from the corner of Han Yi’s mouth: “Hehe.”
After a pause, he said solemnly again with a straight face: “Don’t go to my bed in the future. I don’t want to sleep by having to defend myself from foreign enemies.”
……Alright alright. Xia Yang has nothing to say now.
So it wasn’t Han Yi who played wildly, but he harassed him first. Tying a tie was not for fun, it was a tool of compulsory control!
God, this was a bit embarrassing…
He got dressed in embarrassment, got out of bed again in embarrassment, scratched the back of his head, and said in embarrassment, “I’m sorry, Mr. Han, sometimes I’m dishonest when I sleep. Last night… I didn’t damage your key parts, did I?”
Han Yi gave him a cold look.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry ten thousand times, but don’t worry, I will pay attention next time…”
“Do you still want to have a next time?” Han Yi gave him a more stern look, turned the wheelchair, pushed the door and left…
*
After washing up, Xia Yang also went down the stairs. The cook had already prepared breakfast, and Mrs. Tang was waiting downstairs.
He probed and found that Han Yi was on the phone in the living room at the moment.
“Come here first, sit down and wait for him.” Mrs. Tang greeted him.
Xia Yang responded, and quickly walked into the dining room. Only then did he realize that there was a young man sitting beside the table.
That face was familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere… He tried his best to search in his memory, at a certain moment, he suddenly remembered it.
Jin Yang! He is Han Yi’s foster brother Jin Yang.
This guy had been delusional about “fake incest” 1 Fake incest: (偽骨科) It refers to siblings or other lovers who are not actually related by blood but are only related in name.
I am not sure if there’s another translation for this buzzword, so I used the closest alternative. . They just met on a luxury cruise ship a few days ago. He was the one who led Han Yi to “catch them”.
As a result, he caught the scene of his surprise.
When Jin Yang saw him, the smiling face just now disappeared.
“Why are you here?” He asked unhappily.
The rival in love was extremely jealous when they met, and Xia Yang laughed out loud: “My husband brought me here. As newlyweds, I came to visit grandma to recognize her.”
“…” Jin Yang’s eyes turned red with anger. He glanced at Han Yi who was still on the phone in the living room, and continued to provoke, “Don’t think that I don’t know what you’re planning, you obviously married my brother for his money. When the contract expires, leave immediately!”
“Eh? You know again?” Xia Yang raised his eyebrows and said with hands outstretched.
He could guess that Brother Green tea was telling this for Mrs. Tang to listen on purpose. Fortunately, he seized the opportunity yesterday and carried out “business infiltration” on the old woman.
Sure enough, before he could open his mouth, Mrs. Tang became unhappy. She stared at Jin Yang, with dark clouds gathering on her kind face: “What nonsense are you talking about! Is this what a younger brother should say!”
“I’m not talking nonsense!” Jin Yang raised his neck and was not convinced. “There are many contract couples around me. During the contract period, they acted as lovers and divorced later. They were all for profit. How could they be sincere!”
Tsk, he was very clever, and his analysis was quite reasonable.
Marriage of convenience, of course, if you have money, you don’t need to care about feelings… Xia Yang acquiesced in his heart, but he completely denied it in his mouth: “We are different, we follow our hearts.”
Mrs. Tang nodded in relief. Jin Yang gritted his teeth and twisted his mouth angrily. He wanted to say something more, when Han Yi entered the door in a wheelchair.
“What are you talking about?” His cold eyes swept over the two of them.
Jin Yang’s eyes flickered, and he immediately gave up, “No, it’s nothing, it’s just chatting.”
Xia Yang sneered, what the hell, the concentration of green tea is a bit beyond the standard…
He decided to give the little tea brother some knowledge. Magic can defeat magic, and tea can kill tea!
After deliberating for a few seconds, he mobilized all his acting cells, curled his mouth, and rubbed his eyelids. A mist soon formed in his eyes, and a crystal teardrop slowly flowed out of the corner of his eyes.
“Woooo…”
He looked so pitiful, like a wronged little white rabbit.
“Brother Jin Yang questioned our marriage, saying that we were just acting and had no sincerity.” He poured out the fragrance of tea and swaying in the wind, with a trace of lotus scent and blood blowing in it.
Jin Yang’s face turned pale with fright: “You, you, you…I…”
“I’m really wronged…” Xia Yang sobbed twice, interrupted his words, shook his wrist, and took out Han Yi’s tie that tied his wrist from his pocket to wipe away his tears.
He also deliberately exposed the red marks on the fair skin of his wrists.
Jin Yang was dumbfounded.
After wiping away his tears, little lotus hugged Han Yi’s arm and shook him gently.
“Husband, brother Yang will believe you. Why don’t you tell him yourself, is the relationship between his elder brother and sister-in-law deceitful?”
The author has something to say:
Xia Yang: Woohoo, it’s true that you practiced bondage play, husband, you have to make the decision for me~~
Han Yi: … I will just quietly watch you act.
T/N: Thank you for reading (~˘▾˘)~
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