“I’ll be there in half an hour.”
Upon receiving this message from Huo Yunchuan, An Wuyang immediately got up and went downstairs. He turned on the kitchen lights, opened the refrigerator, and took out some green-skinned oranges and lemons.
Considering that the other party might have actually been drinking, he thought of making a drink that could sober him up and refresh his mind.
It wasn’t An Wuyang trying to please Huo Yunchuan deliberately, but rather an instinctive gesture; he just felt like doing it.
It had been a while since he had used knives and kitchen utensils, so the teenager felt a bit unfamiliar handling them.
He held the knife carefully, checking his fingers each time before cutting to avoid accidents.
Before being with Huo Yunchuan, these hands, which were a bit calloused, were now soft and tender, showing no signs of labor.
Turning his palms over, they were also smooth, with a natural healthy color.
The aroma of lemon tea with honey filled the air.
Feeling a bit hungry, An Wuyang wanted to take a sip. So, under the pretext of tasting, he poured himself a small cup: “…” Tasting it, it was indeed very delicious.
He really wanted to drink more, but he didn’t make much, fearing that if he finished it, there would be none left for Huo Yunchuan.
So, hesitantly, half an hour passed in no time.
An Wuyang hurriedly ran to the door, looking down the brightly lit street.
After waiting for a while, two beams of car lights approached and headed towards the direction of the garage.
An Wuyang, dressed in pajamas, ran over, feeling especially happy.
Huo Yunchuan, who had rushed back home driving all the way, parked the car and got out. Seeing a figure rushing towards him, his heart skipped a beat.
“…”
Running so fast, what if you fell?
Without saying a word, Huo Yunchuan rushed forward in a single stride and caught the teenager running towards him.
“You said half an hour, and it was exactly half an hour. You really don’t lie,” An Wuyang teased with a smile, lazily leaning on the tall man’s shoulder, his youthful face full of joy. “Hmm? Are you mad that I called you back?”
Huo Yunchuan immediately replied, “No.”
He securely held the tender young man in his arms and walked towards the house.
After a moment of thought, An Wuyang apologized proactively, “I won’t run next time, sorry.”
The man embracing him whispered softly, “If you fell, it wouldn’t be me who’s sorry.”
An Wuyang leaned against his shoulder, silent.
“What did you do at home?” Huo Yunchuan asked.
“I made lemon tea for you,” An Wuyang lifted his head again, his eyes shining like stars. “Did you drink? I’ll go get it for you right away.”
The man crossing the threshold stiffened.
“I’ll check if you drank.” An Wuyang’s method of verification was to kiss and see if there was any alcohol taste.
The answer was no, but inevitably, the scent of tobacco and alcohol lingered around his body.
“I didn’t drink,” Huo Yunchuan noticed his voice had deepened, “Where’s the lemon tea? I’ll carry you to get it.”
“In the kitchen.”
Huo Yunchuan nodded and carried the teenager, whose weight had been decreasing lately, to the kitchen.
They took the pot of lemon tea and went upstairs together.
An Wuyang’s nose was sensitive, unusually attuned to the scent of people close to him. “Yunchuan, you smell of tobacco and alcohol. Why don’t you take a shower first?”
Huo Yunchuan’s cleanliness obsession was even more severe than his own. In fact, he wasn’t satisfied with the scent emanating from his body. “Then you wait here.”
He turned and entered the bathroom, meticulously washing himself from head to toe.
Since shaving in the morning, he had grown a bit of barely noticeable stubble on his chin, which also needed to be shaved off.
Because An Wuyang’s skin was very sensitive, being pricked by stubble would cause red spots to appear.
After Huo Yunchuan came out, bare-chested, he picked up the cup handed to him by the little angel and took a careful sip.
The orange tea tasted tangy and sweet.
“I know you don’t like it too sweet, so I put very little honey in it,” An Wuyang propped up his chin, his face serious.
“…” Huo Yunchuan stared at him intently, took another sip from the cup, but he didn’t pay attention to the taste in his mouth at all. “It’s not too sweet indeed.”
“Is it delicious?” An Wuyang wanted to know.
“It’s okay,” Huo Yunchuan swallowed the lemon tea in his throat. “…Why don’t you try it yourself?”
“Huh?” When the teenager was dumbfounded, he was fed a sip mouth to mouth.
Huo Yunchuan already had a premonition that the other person would refuse or panic, anyway, there would be no response.
“Mmm…” Tasting the flavor of his favorite lemon tea, An Wuyang just hesitated for a moment before accepting it gladly.
Huo Yunchuan was overwhelmed as the little angel climbed onto his neck and responded eagerly, almost dropping the cup in his hand.
After a moment of confusion, he kissed back passionately.
“That’s enough…” After kissing for a moment, the teenager opened his hazy eyes, pushed him away, and directly took his cup to drink. “It’s really delicious.”
Huo Yunchuan looked at him incredulously, feeling an impulse to kneel down.
“Even after having a baby, I still prefer this kind of tangy and sweet taste,” An Wuyang said, holding the cup, feeling very comfortable sitting in the chair.
“I’m going to bed,” Huo Yunchuan said.
“Huh?” An Wuyang looked puzzled. “Are you in a bad mood?”
The man, who was about to go to bed, stopped and replied, “No.”
“Oh,” An Wuyang reached out, grabbing two of his fingers. “Don’t go yet, I have a question for you.”
He glanced back.
“When we’re intimate, is my face red or pale?” This question was rather odd.
Raising an eyebrow, the man, following the principle of answering every question, replied, “Red.” When being intimate with his little angel, the whole body was flushed with a charming blush.
“Is the pained face white or red?” The adept at setting traps threw out a second question.
Huo Yunchuan immediately turned around, his expression could probably be described as playful. “Speak plainly,” he said.
An Wuyang grinned. “Just read between the lines.” Then, with a shy smile, he continued to sip the tangy and sweet honey water.
“Hmph.” Huo Yunchuan smirked, unable to resist lifting the person in his arms from the chair and spinning them around in the bedroom.
“Ah…” The honey water almost spilled.
Stopping his antics, the joyous man leaned down and planted a pure kiss on the angelic forehead.
After some playful moments, An Wuyang suddenly asked, “Don’t you want to go see Dun Dun?”
Huo Yunchuan had been back for a while, but it took a reminder for him to remember that he still had a son. “Hmm,” he said, gently setting down the embraced young man. “You go to sleep, we’ll spend some time together, just the father and son.”
An Wuyang gladly agreed, “Okay.”
He watched as Huo Yunchuan’s figure disappeared, letting out a quiet sigh of relief.
Huo Yunchuan spent about half an hour in his son’s room. As a fundamentally quiet man, he held his sleeping son without a word, gently supporting the child’s bare back with the palm of his hand, consciously making skin contact.
This is good for the child.
An Wuyang said.
Previously, they had been away for seven days, and meticulous father Huo planned to make it up to his son the next day.
As for tonight, it was getting late.
Returning from their trip meant it was already late June, and the wedding day was getting closer.
An Wuyang arranged for Huo Yunchuan to accompany him back home on a weekend day. The purpose was twofold: to bring them some gifts and to finalize the wedding date, while also informing their parents.
The journey went smoothly without any unpleasant incidents.
On the way back, An Wuyang had a serene expression, with a faint smile lingering on his lips.
Huo Yunchuan understood that he must be happy about the upcoming wedding, so he teasingly asked, “What’s the happy occasion that’s got you smiling like that?”
An Wuyang chuckled, “Hehe, I’m finally allowed to sit in the passenger seat when we go out.”
The landscape on this side was indeed different, quite different.
“Hmm…” Huo, the CEO, had no words to say.
He had already resigned himself to the generation gap; such a thing couldn’t be bridged by rolling around in bed a few times.
Having woken up too early this morning, An Wuyang soon fell asleep in the car.
Huo Yunchuan saw him, hands neatly placed on his knees, head tilted to the side, sleeping peacefully.
The man unconsciously slowed down the car, recalling a year ago when he first met this little guy, who was always shy and reserved, doing whatever was asked of him without speaking much.
Like a touch of innocence lost in the worldliness, he seemed easy to understand at first glance.
However, that wasn’t the case. This seemingly simple young man always gave people unexpected feelings.
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“Can we skip the wedding photos, please? It’s so hot, I don’t want to bother.” An academic under a pile of coursework, wishing for thirty-six hours in a day to catch up, didn’t even have time to consider wedding photos. “And besides…”
“And besides what?” Huo Yunchuan asked.
An Wuyang looked serious. “We don’t have anyone to wear the wedding dress anyway, do we?”
Both of them are men, so a formal suit photo or tuxedo photo, what’s missing with CEO Huo?
“…” Seemed reasonable.
So the wedding dress photo session was skipped by the two ‘straight guys’ keeping it simple.
After finishing his English vocabulary in the evening, An Wuyang suddenly remembered that he hadn’t updated his Weibo for many days.
But he really didn’t know what to post.
After careful consideration, An Wuyang took a picture of his neatly organized desk.
“Struggling with homework, just finished memorizing vocabulary on the eve of the wedding. Dun Dun’s dad hasn’t come back yet, probably out attending a bachelor party.”
In reality, he wasn’t sure, just heard Ji Mingwei mention it.
“Heartbreaking! Old Huo actually left Little Sweetie home alone, how could he?”
“Feeling so uneasy, how could Huo do this?”
“Aw, Little Sweetie, quickly call him. It’s so late now, it’s already nine o’clock!”
“OMG, today’s Weibo is all daggers. Is it that I’ve become more sensitive or what?”
“Used to seeing Little Sweetie being sweet, suddenly posting this makes me feel so uneasy. But it’s actually normal. Five bears, I’ve been spoiled!”
An Wuyang looked at the comments, puzzled.
“…Is this Weibo post not appropriate?” Then he should consider deleting it.
Just as he was about to delete it, Huo Yunchuan, who was attending an event outside, replied to this Weibo: @HomeworkIsSoHard2000V, not sleeping well late at night, is it because there’s too little homework?
Fans flooded in, and the heartbreaking situation was immediately turned around, instantly overwhelmed by sweetness.
“He replied in seconds, right? I don’t believe it! Huo is always on his phone!”
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