Unable to find the room key, An Jing had no choice but to take Lu Yuqi back to her room, which was upstairs. He had just checked in at noon that day and hadn't had time to unpack yet.

"You're really my ancestor. I've never served anyone like this in my entire life."

An Jing placed the person in his arms on the bed, took off his shoes and coat, and brought him hot water to wipe his face and body. In the end, he was so tired that his face was covered in sweat and his chest was heaving.

Young Master Lu, who was being served, had already fallen asleep, snuggling into his blanket and sleeping soundly. He even smacked his lips and hummed softly, completely unaware of what he had just done to others.

An Jing pulled up a chair and sat down, rubbing his forehead in exasperation.

I don't know what to do with this kid.

He silently stared at the person on the opposite bed, his expression unusually serious and earnest, his eyes so deep they seemed bottomless, with complex emotions surging within them.

After a long while, he raised his hand and touched the lips that had just been kissed by the other person, a helpless smile flitting across his lips.

...

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

The floor-to-ceiling curtains weren't fully drawn, remaining half-open. Warm, dazzling sunlight streamed through the clear glass, gradually brightening the dim room. Two people lay on the bed. (Remember the website m.xswang.com)

Lu Yuqi's eyelashes trembled, and after a moment he opened his eyes with difficulty. Unaccustomed to the sudden light, he frowned uncomfortably, feeling uncomfortable all over, with a headache.

His mind was still half-asleep, and he drowsily closed his eyes again, hugged the blanket tightly, rubbed his head against the blanket, and hummed softly.

It seems... something's not right?

Why is this blanket a bit stiff?

He opened his eyes again, wanting to see what kind of blanket it was, only to be met with a handsome face so close to his face, instantly scaring away his sleepiness.

The young man let out a startled cry, then sat up abruptly, his pupils dilating slightly as he stared in disbelief at the man sleeping peacefully beside him.

This is... An Jing?!

How could An Jing be lying in his bed!

No, he nervously looked around at the surrounding decor and furnishings. Although all the rooms in this hotel looked pretty much the same, this was clearly not his room!

Lu Yuqi frantically scratched his head, fragmented memories of last night flooding back. He was drunk again, and as for what happened afterward…

Grass!

I have absolutely no recollection of it!

So, this is An Jing's room, and he is lying on An Jing's bed. What he was hugging while sleeping wasn't a blanket, but An Jing's body.

Could it be... that he had sex while drunk?!

Lu Yuqi immediately looked down and thankfully, his clothes from yesterday were still intact. He breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the man who was still sleeping next to him.

I didn't know what to do for a moment.

The sunlight outside the window was perfect, making the room bright and cheerful.

Lu Yuqi held his breath, quietly observing the man's handsome and deep-set eyes. The emotions that were usually hidden in his eyes poured out without any concealment; it was undisguised admiration and affection.

He mentally sketched that face inch by inch—the eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, the mouth…

If only every day could be like this.

He couldn't help but reach out and slowly move his hand closer to the man's face. Just as he was about to touch him, the man suddenly opened his eyes. His heart trembled slightly, and before he could withdraw his hand, the man grabbed his wrist.

Lu Yuqi was stunned.

Being caught red-handed stealing from someone is incredibly embarrassing. His ears burned slightly, and he struggled gently, shouting to cover his embarrassment, "Let me go!"

"What? Trying to launch a sneak attack?" After saying that, An Jing let go of his hand, sat up leisurely, stretched his arms and yawned. "Little Lu, you were too energetic last night, I didn't get much sleep."

Lu Yuqi: "..."

This statement is very easy to misunderstand.

An Jing: "You're kicking the blankets and kicking people. If it weren't for my good temper, I would have thrown you back under the bed to sleep long ago."

Lu Yuqi: "How did I get here?"

"He's drunk, isn't he? He wouldn't leave me alone and even wanted me to carry him in a princess carry." An Jing looked at the disheveled young man with a complicated expression with great interest and teased, "Little Lu, don't let your usual reserved demeanor fool you, you're quite proactive when you're drunk."

Hearing this, Lu Yuqi awkwardly looked away, wondering what he had done while drunk. He wondered if it was like last time…

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips, his facial muscles stiffened, and he didn't know how to face An Jing. After a two-second silence, he said he was going back, then quickly got out of bed and put on his shoes.

"Wait," An Jing called out to him.

"Lu Yuqi, don't you like me?"

Lu Yuqi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

A magnetic, languid voice came from behind: "If you like someone, you should say it, instead of hiding it awkwardly and saying one thing but meaning another. That will never lead to anything."

"Aren't you right, you naive little kid?"

The young man's body stiffened, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he could not take another step forward. After a moment of silence, he retorted in a low voice, "I'm nineteen, not a child."

But he knew that An Jing was right. His behavior was indeed like that of a child, stubborn and pretending not to like something when he clearly did. He was fearless in front of others, daring to say and do anything.

But he was afraid... afraid that this unrequited love would have no future.

"That's not the point." An Jing chuckled and shook her head helplessly. "What? You're too scared to turn around and look at me?"

Lu Yuqi turned to look at the man sitting on the bed, opened his mouth, and heard his own slightly hoarse voice, "So, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

An Jing spoke calmly, "I'll give you a chance to pursue me."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuqi's pupils dilated slightly, and his hands, hanging at his sides, clenched involuntarily. His eyes were filled with confusion and doubt, and his dazed appearance was a far cry from his usual arrogant and domineering self.

An Jing couldn't help but smile. He sat cross-legged, resting his chin on his palm, and looked at the young man opposite him with a smile, saying word by word, "If you catch me, I'm yours."

The air was still for a few seconds.

An Jing: "Why aren't you saying anything? Give me a response? Do you expect me to pursue you?"

“Okay.” Lu Yuqi looked intently at the man’s smiling face, as if he had made up his mind, and said stubbornly and earnestly, “You said it, if I catch you, you’re mine.”

An Jing: "Of course, a gentleman's word is as good as his bond."

Lu Yuqi paused for two seconds, then took off running.

They disappeared in an instant.

I guess she felt embarrassed.

An Jing watched his departing figure, a cryptic smile creeping onto his lips. He lay back on the bed, raised the back of his hand to cover his eyes, and chuckled softly.

He was quite looking forward to seeing how Lu Yuqi would pursue him. How could this arrogant and stubborn kid possibly win someone over?

...

An Qingyan was woken up by the doorbell. He couldn't even open his eyes, and unconsciously snuggled into the man's arms, lazily muttering, "Who is it..."

"It's okay, go back to sleep."

Gu Fei gently patted his head, then got up to speak. Lu Yuqi, who was standing at the door of the room, was instantly surprised and glanced at his cousin from top to bottom.

The marks on his neck were very noticeable.

Tsk... They don't know how to restrain themselves at all.

Gu Fei ignored his gaze. "What is it?"

Lu Yuqi opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "...Never mind, I'll go first."

Why invite trouble for dog food so early in the morning?

As he turned to leave, Gu Fei suddenly asked, "Drank so much last night, were you in a bad mood?"

Lu Yuqi crossed his arms and looked at him, "Aren't you the same?"

An Qingyan got up at this moment. As soon as she sat up from the bed, she accidentally saw the expensive, high-quality black tie lying on the floor. It was already a little wrinkled.

His mind cleared up considerably immediately.

I heard that when your eyes are covered and you see only darkness, the sharpness of your other senses will be amplified. This is what Gu Fei told him last night, and he even put it into practice for him.

Recalling his feelings from last night, his cheeks couldn't help but burn.

"You're awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Gu Fei walked over from outside, bent down and picked up the tie from the ground, his fingertips gently stroking the texture on it.

I just felt something was off about his movements.

An Qingyan's eyes widened, "You..."

"how?"

"No...right, who was that just now?"

Gu Fei: "Lu Yuqi has already left."

Is something wrong with him?

"He didn't say anything." Gu Fei walked to the bedside and sat down, his gaze shifting from the young man's fair and handsome face to his clean and well-proportioned hands. "Your nails are a bit long, let me trim them for you."

After he finished speaking, he found some nail clippers, took An Qingyan's hand, and began to trim his nails.

The sunlight outside the window was warm, and the room was filled with a cozy and tranquil atmosphere. An Qingyan quietly looked at the man's lowered eyes and serious profile. The man's facial features were excellent and well-defined. The sunlight shone on his face, making him look clean and gentle.

An Qingyan thought to himself, this was a tenderness that belonged only to him.

This man is cold and aloof in front of others, but he is different in front of him.

The only sounds were the clicks of the nail clippers and each other's breathing. After trimming An Qingyan's nails, Gu Fei carefully filed them down to make them smoother.

“Brother Fei, didn’t you want to know about my past with Wen Yan? I can tell you now,” An Qingyan suddenly said.

Wen Yan couldn't explain what he said to Gu Fei yesterday. Now that things had come to this, he could only tell the truth. He would confess to Gu Fei sooner or later anyway, otherwise there were many things he couldn't explain.

I had planned to tell Gu Fei last night, but I was so exhausted from all the commotion that I didn't even want to talk anymore and just fell asleep.

"Okay." Gu Fei put down the nail clippers, looking at the clean, slender hands in front of him with satisfaction. The nails were neatly trimmed and beautiful. He lowered his head and kissed the back of the hand. "Does it look good?"

"nice."