He Jing could feel those soft hands touching places they shouldn’t, his throat tightened, grabbing the young man’s wrist, he said in a hoarse voice, “Be good, stop teasing, okay?”
Ye Ting obediently stopped moving but didn’t pull away, still using his fingertips to playfully trace him, “But hubby, I feel like you want it too.”
The tone was pure and cute, and those bright black eyes were moist, like a clear spring.
The warm yellow bedside lamp illuminated the young man, making his beautiful face even more stunning and captivating.
He Jing’s throat felt dry, and he slightly pulled the young man’s hand away, speaking in a rough voice, “Go to sleep.”
But how could the young man comply? His hands might not move, but his feet could, and he continued to rub against the man with his knee, softly saying, “But I can’t fall asleep.”
The young man exuded an innocent and sweet fragrance, driving He Jing almost to madness. He knew that if this continued, he wouldn’t be able to control himself. He pressed the young man beneath him, saying, “If you don’t sleep, I’ll leave.”
His voice was husky, suppressing the surging emotions. He was being teased by the young man to the point where he could hardly hold back.
Normally, hearing his threat, Ye Ting would stop, but at this moment, the man clearly showed signs of being affected. He didn’t want to miss this good opportunity.
He hugged the man’s neck, acting cute, “Then call me wifey.”
He Jing felt like he was being teased, feeling the urge to laugh, but the young man’s breath entered his ears, enticing him tightly. He cleared his throat a few times, ultimately restraining the impulse to tear the child’s clothes apart.
He stared deeply at the person beneath him, slowly leaning in, kissing the young man on the forehead, and whispered, “Wifey, be good.”
It was the first time Ye Ting heard the man call him wifey, the voice husky and seductive, momentarily making him lose focus.
His heart pounded, subconsciously lifting his head, wanting to kiss the man who had captivated his soul.
The young man’s soft lips touched his, and He Jing couldn’t resist at all.
Even though he knew that this kiss could possibly ignite an uncontrollable fire, he didn’t want to push the young man away.
The taste of the young man was too sweet, like a poppy dipped in poison, making him unable to resist. Besides, he couldn’t bear to disappoint the young man.
He held the back of the young man’s head, deepening the kiss.
In the end, Ye Ting softened in his arms.
He caressed the young man’s face, his voice hoarse as he said, “You’re still young, wait a little longer… be a good boy, okay?”
The young man was only eighteen, and experiencing romantic affairs so early wasn’t a good thing.
Being gently comforted like this by him, Ye Ting felt sweet inside and finally agreed, “Let’s go to sleep then.” Saying that, he tightly hugged the man’s neck, “You sleep here.”
The person in his arms emitted a sweet and pleasant fragrance, and He Jing also hesitated to leave. He embraced the person, making a soft sound of agreement.
Ye Ting was satisfied, pressing his cheek against the man’s chest.
Even with his eyes closed, the corners of the young man’s lips still held a smile.
This was their first time sharing a bed. In the past, whenever he tried to climb onto the man’s bed, he was always ruthlessly pushed away. This time, finally being able to sleep together was a significant improvement, and Ye Ting was very content.
The man’s embrace was exceptionally warm, and he laughed with great joy.
The two entwined their limbs and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
However, in the middle of the night, He Jing was suddenly awakened.
………. A river crab crawls by ……………
The bedside lamp illuminated the young man, and the young man’s lips were moist and red.
He Jing felt a sudden ache in his chest.
No matter how comfortable and refreshing it was, it couldn’t compare to the shock of the young man doing such things.
Seeing him staring at himself in silence, Ye Ting thought he was angry and coquettishly said, “You’ve been poking me… I just wanted to help you.”
He Jing’s eyes were deep and tranquil. Suddenly, he pressed the young man’s head against his chest, tightly holding the young man’s waist.
A simple explanation from the young man made his heart tremble.
He knew that he was the most important person in the young man’s heart. However, when the young man expressed it so explicitly through actions, he was deeply moved.
He thought that he had truly fallen into the hands of the young man for a lifetime.
But he enjoyed it.
He tried to restrain his emotions, kissed the top of the young man’s head, and said, “I’m not blaming you… It’s just that such things can wait until we get married. There will be plenty of opportunities then.”
Listening to the man mentioning marriage, Ye Ting forgot about the issue of eating, nervously pulling at the man’s sleeve and stuttering, “M-marry?”
“Yeah.” He Jing chuckled, pinched his tender face, “Don’t you want to marry me?”
“Of course I do!” Ye Ting answered without hesitation.
He originally thought they were just starting a relationship, but the man had already thought about marriage!
Ye Ting felt dizzy and felt like he was going to be knocked unconscious by the surprise.
Later, he fell into a daze, and He Jing comforted him with a soft voice. The man also held him affectionately for a while, and he unconsciously fell asleep in the man’s arms.
The next day, waking up, Ye Ting recalled He Jing’s almost promise from the night before, feeling joyful in his heart. Before fully waking up, he hugged He Jing and kissed him affectionately.
He Jing responded with a smile, touched his tousled hair, and said, “Go wash up first.”
While the young man was getting ready in the morning, He Jing ordered breakfast to be brought up. After eating, he didn’t leave immediately but stayed behind, waiting for Yang Xuanyang and the lawyer to arrive.
Not long after, the doorbell rang, and Ye Ting immediately stood up, saying, “I’ll go and open it!”
This time he was exceptionally obedient, putting on slippers before hurrying to the door.
To his surprise, it wasn’t Yang Xuanyang at the door, but the flower delivery guy, handing him a bouquet of balloon flowers and asking him to sign for it.
Ye Ting was slightly stunned.
He had given the man balloon flowers yesterday, and today the man returned the gesture.
A sincere and unchanging love… Was this the man’s response to his feelings?
He signed for the flowers, closed the door, and stood at the entrance holding the bouquet. Suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes.
In his eighteen years of life, there were many things he hadn’t had time to think about, many unknowns. But as long as he thought about spending his life with the man, he felt that life was so fulfilling.
He couldn’t control his tears.
When He Jing saw that the young man hadn’t moved for a while, he came out to find him. Seeing the young man standing at the entrance holding the flowers, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hand, he paused slightly.
The flowers were ordered by him last night, just as a sincere expression of his feelings. He didn’t expect the young man to be so moved as if he had received something extraordinary and even shed tears.
The young man’s love for him was probably deeper than what he had seen.
He Jing’s gaze softened. He walked over and embraced the young man, softly saying, “It’s just a bouquet of flowers. Why are you crying?”
Ye Ting didn’t answer, just silently looked at him, his beautiful eyes filled with tears.
He Jing gently wiped away his tears and kissed the corner of his eye, saying, “Alright, go change your clothes.”
He had just remembered that the young man hadn’t changed out of his pajamas since running to open the door.
The young man was wearing an oversized T-shirt, and as he moved around, the collar slid down to his shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin that dazzled the eyes. He wore only shorts on the lower half of his body, covered by the T-shirt, making it seem like he wasn’t wearing anything at all. His pair of fair and straight legs were irresistibly attractive.
How could He Jing allow Ye Ting, who looked like this, to meet people other than himself?
Ye Ting lowered his head to look at himself. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with his sleepwear, but since the man insisted, he could only obediently comply.
As he walked towards the changing room, he silently complained. It seemed that the man, being an old hand, probably wouldn’t be satisfied unless he wore long clothes and long sleeves.
Thinking about the possessiveness of the man, he felt sweet inside.
After changing clothes, he heard voices in the living room. Opening the door, he saw Yang Xuanyang with two lawyers sitting across from He Jing, reporting something to him.
He knew all three of these people. Yang Xuanyang, needless to say, was one of He Jing’s three trusted subordinates. The two lawyers were legal advisers from the Zhou family, also capable subordinates of He Jing.
He hesitated, thinking that He Jing might be discussing company matters with his subordinates. Should he avoid it?
However, He Jing waved at him and said, “Come over.”
