Thinking about this, Chi Feiran couldn’t help but glance at Rong Jin. Rong Jin, who had asked the question, seemed to realize it too and looked back at him.
Their gazes met, and the chemistry was intense.
Chi Feiran had been smiling just moments ago, but now he couldn’t muster a smile at all, and within seconds, his ears turned red.
Rong Jin wasn’t much better off. Although he didn’t blush, he suddenly couldn’t look at Chi Feiran, his gaze shifting nervously.
The two entered a delicate atmosphere, and their two managers trembled with fear. In the end, Chang Haoqing, who had more experience, dragged Li Yuan out, even thoughtfully locking the door behind him—a testament to his admirable professionalism.
When Li Yuan saw him locking the door, he felt a surge of admiration. Senior is indeed senior!
Chang Haoqing, having locked the door, exchanged an awkward look with Li Yuan, both feeling the absurdity of the situation. Discussing Rong Jin’s relationship issues was out of the question, so they each found some half-baked excuse to busy themselves.
Inside the room, one had red ears, and the other avoided eye contact.
Although they had been officially together for about six months, both had been busy since confirming their relationship, so…
Neither spoke, and the air seemed to flow slower. Even though the air conditioning maintained a constant temperature, the atmosphere felt inexplicably warm.
Chi Feiran involuntarily swallowed, his mind in a jumble, unable to think of anything appropriate to say. As his gaze wandered, he saw an opened pack of mint candies on the table.
Feeling he had found a breakthrough, he cleared his throat and asked, “Do you want some candy?”
Rong Jin mumbled something indistinct, and Chi Feiran, without waiting for a clearer answer, reached out and took a candy in his hand.
It was only after taking it that he realized there was only one piece left. He poured it into his hand and held it out to Rong Jin, “Here, there’s only one left.”
Rong Jin didn’t take it, his gaze fixed not on the mint candy but on Chi Feiran’s beautiful hand, with fingers not as bony as his own but fairer and more slender.
Seeing Rong Jin staring silently at his hand, Chi Feiran smiled and unwrapped the candy, but Rong Jin said, “You eat it.”
His voice was low and pleasant, making Chi Feiran’s ears tingle and his heart race.
Whether to calm his racing heart or something else, Chi Feiran popped the candy into his mouth, the milky mint flavor spreading, a light sweetness that wasn’t cloying.
But Rong Jin took Chi Feiran’s hand, kissing his palm. His lips were warm and soft, the sensation surprisingly scorching.
Chi Feiran’s breath hitched, his eyelashes trembling as if all his senses were focused on the spot where Rong Jin had kissed.
And Rong Jin wasn’t satisfied with just a kiss; he gently bit Chi Feiran’s hand. Startled, Chi Feiran instinctively tried to pull his hand back but was held firmly by Rong Jin.
Rong Jin, holding his hand, pulled Chi Feiran onto his lap.
Whether it was Rong Jin’s strength or Chi Feiran’s subconscious compliance, by the time he realized, he was already in Rong Jin’s arms.
Their faces were almost touching, breaths intertwining intimately. Chi Feiran heard a loud heartbeat, unsure if it was his own or Rong Jin’s.
But he knew that Rong Jin’s heartbeat couldn’t be slower than his.
Thinking this, Chi Feiran couldn’t help but smile lightly, rubbing his face against Rong Jin’s like a small animal, but his words were surprisingly mischievous: “I have candy. Do you want it?”
Rong Jin looked at his face, seeing his mischievous yet cute smile. He raised his hand to the back of Chi Feiran’s neck, pulling him in for a kiss.
The milky mint flavor spread between their lips and teeth, turning the refreshing sweetness even sweeter with the kiss.
Everything became a bit out of control, and instinct became their best guide.
…
When Chang Haoqing saw Rong Jin again, he noticed Rong Jin was looking at his phone with a particularly serious expression.
Chang Haoqing: “…”
Chang Haoqing shivered internally. What did this expression mean?
Chang Haoqing asked softly, “What are you looking at?”
Rong Jin never really hid anything from Chang Haoqing. On one hand, a manager needed to know everything about the artist’s life for better management, and on the other hand, Rong Jin didn’t think there was anything he couldn’t let Chang Haoqing know.
Other couples might sneakily text, but Rong Jin would shove his sweet texts in Chang Haoqing’s face because he had nowhere else to flaunt them.
But this time, Rong Jin turned his phone screen away, preventing Chang Haoqing from seeing.
Chang Haoqing: “…”
Chang Haoqing felt a complicated mix of emotions, akin to parents of a teenager realizing their child had secrets they couldn’t know.
Rong Jin clearly said, “This isn’t suitable for you to see.”
Chang Haoqing was silent for a while: “Can you guarantee you’re not causing trouble?”
Rong Jin nodded without hesitation. This wasn’t causing trouble; it was about his future happiness.
Chang Haoqing: “Okay then…”
Chang Haoqing walked away quietly, needing to process the feeling of being like a parent to Rong Jin.
The next morning, Chang Haoqing was woken by a call saying he had a delivery. Groggy, he remembered he hadn’t ordered anything, then realized it might be from Rong Jin and reluctantly got up. When he went downstairs, he saw Rong Jin in the living room, startling him.
Chang Haoqing: “Why are you up so early?”
Then he remembered he was supposed to get Rong Jin’s package and suspiciously asked, “What did you order?”
Rong Jin asked, “Is it here?”
Chang Haoqing nodded, watching as Rong Jin stood to get it himself, shocked. The sun must be rising from the west!
Quickly, he stopped Rong Jin: “I’ll get it for you. Just wait here.”
Though the villa staff were professional, Chang Haoqing couldn’t let Rong Jin fetch the package himself while he was around.
Rong Jin hesitated but let Chang Haoqing go.
It didn’t take long for Chang Haoqing to bring back a large, heavy box. He asked again, “What did you order?”
Rong Jin said, “Trust me, you don’t want to know.”
Chang Haoqing: “…”
Rong Jin carried the box next door. The two houses were connected, and the door between them was now open, making it convenient.
When Chi Feiran saw Rong Jin, he almost laughed but held back. Seeing the large box, he asked, “What’s that?”
Rong Jin said slowly, “Daily necessities.”
Chi Feiran was confused for a moment, thinking the villa had staff for that. Then he suddenly understood…
He never expected it to be something suggestive!
Chi Feiran, feeling shy but curious, eagerly opened the box with scissors. It was full of items needing censorship.
Chi Feiran’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, examining the items and commenting, “This one looks impressive!”
Rong Jin: “…”
Why was this different from what he imagined?
As Rong Jin pondered the difference between reality and his imagination, Chi Feiran picked something up and asked, “Shall we try this?”
Chi Feiran’s tone was straightforward, seemingly not shy, though his ears were red.
Rong Jin nodded calmly, first moving their pets to another room and locking the door, even securing the pet door.
With everything ready, Rong Jin approached Chi Feiran, saying, “We can try them all.”
Chi Feiran didn’t back down: “Let’s do it.”
As men, backing down wasn’t an option.
So they tried it all, details indescribable.
Rong Jin later regretted it, as Chi Feiran had military training coming up. Though the experience was enjoyable, thinking about his boyfriend attending training like this made him feel guilty.
When Chi Feiran knew Rong Jin worried about his stamina, he had a peculiar expression, then softly said, “I’m fine…”
Rong Jin, recalling their exhausting days, couldn’t believe it.
Rong Jin, full of tenderness, said, “Don’t push yourself. This was my fault. I’ll be more careful in the future.”
Chi Feiran, thinking words might not be convincing, took Rong Jin to his training room and placed a solid wood board on a stand.
He signaled Rong Jin to watch closely. Even with Rong Jin’s imagination, he didn’t dare think too much.
Then Chi Feiran shattered his world view with a spinning kick that broke the board.
Chi Feiran turned, assessing himself. There was some impact, but it was negligible.
Chi Feiran asked, “Is this okay?”
Rong Jin, expressionless, nodded. Then he called Chang Haoqing: “Sign me up for classes! Professional ones!”
Chang Haoqing, puzzled: “What classes?”
Rong Jin’s sudden motivation was unusual for Chang Haoqing.
Rong Jin replied, “Sanda, Taekwondo… everything you can think of!”
Chang Haoqing: “…”
Has he gone mad?!
Author’s note:
Rong Rong: I can’t lose!!!
