Extra Daily Life

①Saturday morning light shines through the gauze curtains and gently fills the bedroom.

Xu Yan woke up first, his body tightly held in Lu Ziyi's arms from behind. The warm breath on his neck tickled a little. He tried to move slightly, hoping to sneak away to prepare breakfast without disturbing him.

However, as soon as he moved, the arm around his waist tightened even more, and a low, hoarse voice, characteristic of someone just waking up, came from behind him: "Where are you going?"

"...making breakfast." Xu Yan answered in a low voice.

"Lie down for another ten minutes." Lu Ziyi closed his eyes and rubbed his chin against the top of his head, his tone full of sleepiness that left no room for negotiation.

Xu Yan had no choice but to let him hold her. It wasn't until Lu Ziyi's breathing became even and long again that Xu Yan seized the opportunity. Like a nimble fish, he carefully slid out of his arms and successfully stepped onto the floor.

Once free, Xu Yan was in high spirits, walking briskly barefoot to the kitchen. He put on an apron, took eggs and toast from the refrigerator, and even hummed a tuneless tune.

Just as he was about to spread jam on his toast, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around his waist from behind.

Xu Yan was so frightened that his hands shook and the jam knife almost fell on the sink.

"Lu, Zi, Yi!" He called his name angrily, "Can you walk without making any noise?"

"Yeah." Lu Ziyi responded confidently, obviously not yet fully awake. He was clinging to his back like a large pendant, his weight practically crushing him. "I caught him. Run away."

"Who ran away? I'm doing something serious!" Xu Yan nudged him back gently with his elbow, "Go wash up quickly and don't bother me."

Lu Zi didn't move either. Instead, he turned his head and kissed the sensitive skin on his neck, leaving a wet and hot touch. Xu Yan's body stiffened and his ears quickly turned red.

"You... stop it." His protest sounded weak.

Lu Ziyi chuckled and finally let him go, but he also took the jam knife from his hand and took over the spreading work with skillful movements. "I'll do it. You go heat the milk." He paused and added, "Put on your shoes."

Xu Yan looked down at his bare feet, pursed his lips, and obediently went to find his slippers.

The sun was shining brightly on the dining table. Two cups of steaming milk, a golden fried egg, and Lu Ziyi's perfectly spread toast.

Xu Yan couldn't help but laugh as he watched him take his toast so seriously. Who would have thought that Master Lu, whose words could shake up the mall, would frown at home because the jam wasn't spread evenly enough?

"Here." Lu Ziyi put the "perfect" piece of toast on Xu Yan's plate.

Xu Yan took a bite; the sweetness was just right. He looked up at Lu Ziyi, who had regained consciousness and was now acting elegantly. It was as if the little struggle he'd had that morning had never happened.

"Where do you want to go this afternoon?" Lu Ziyi asked.

"Well... let's go for a walk on the beach."

"good."

The simple conversation flowed with ordinary warmth. Xu Yan thought, so-called happiness is probably the entanglement in the early morning, the shared breakfast, and every idle weekend spent together. And this tug-of-war over "getting up" will probably continue tomorrow.

On a summer night in the south, a rainstorm came unexpectedly. Bean-sized raindrops pounded against the windowpanes, making a dull, rapid sound, isolating the world into a small, private space belonging only to them.

Xu Yan, freshly showered and dressed in soft cotton pajamas, sat cross-legged on the sofa, reading a bartending magazine. Lu Ziyi, on the other side, was processing emails, his focused profile reflected in the cool glow of his laptop screen.

Suddenly, a pale flash of lightning tore through the night sky, followed by a loud thunder that almost shattered the glass.

"Ah!" Xu Yan was so frightened that his whole body trembled and the magazine in his hand fell to the ground.

Almost at the same moment he exclaimed, Lu Ziyi had already closed his computer, stood up, and sat down next to him. The sofa sank under the sudden weight, and Xu Yan could clearly feel the warmth coming from the other person's body.

"Are you afraid of thunder?" Lu Ziyi's voice sounded particularly low in the lingering sound of thunder.

"...A little bit." Xu Yan felt a little embarrassed and bent down to pick up the magazine, trying to cover up his previous gaffe.

Before his hand even touched the magazine, Lu Ziyi's hand was already on the back of his hand. His palm was burning hot, and with a force that could not be ignored, he gently pressed his hand back to its original position.

"Don't pick it up."

Xu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he froze in place. Lu Zi didn't let go of his hand. Instead, he kept it that way, his fingertips gently caressing the back of his smooth hand. The touch felt like a faint electric current, coursing through his veins and stirring a delicate shudder.

The sound of rain outside the window intensified, its patter accompaniment to the suddenly warming air between them. Xu Yan could smell the refreshing aftershave on Lu Ziyi's body, mixed with a hint of his own damp shower gel, intertwining ambiguously.

He didn't dare to look up, and his eyes could only fall on the open collar of Lu Ziyi's pajamas, where a small part of his firm chest and clear collarbone lines were exposed.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Ziyi's voice came closer, and his hot breath brushed against his earlobe.

Xu Yan subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but Lu Ziyi's arm around his waist tightened silently, fixing him in place.

"Nothing... nothing." His voice was a little tight.

Lu Ziyi chuckled softly, raised his other hand, and gently brushed his fingertips across his chin, forcing him to look up. Under the light, Xu Yan's eyes were particularly moist with nervousness and a hint of embarrassment, and his cheeks were stained with a light red.

"You're lying." Lu Ziyi's thumb stroked his still damp, slightly cool lower lip, his gaze as deep as the night outside the window. "Your eyes tell me you're thinking about something else."

His fingertips, covered with calluses, rubbed against her soft lips, bringing a strange, leg-weakening touch. Xu Yan felt his breathing become difficult, as if the air around him had been sucked out, leaving only Lu Ziyi's scorching breath and the endless sound of rain outside the window.

"I..." He opened his mouth but couldn't utter a complete word.

Lu Zi didn't give him a chance to speak, leaning over and kissing his lips that were trying to defend himself. This kiss was different from the previous gentle ones, with a hint of eager possessiveness born from the rainy night, deep and lingering.

Xu Yan's hand unconsciously grasped the fabric of Lu Ziyi's pajamas at her waist, the soft cotton wrinkling in his hands. He passively endured the kiss, feeling his sanity slipping away with the heavy rain outside the window, and a hidden desire deep in his body was quietly awakened.

When Lu Ziyi finally ended the long kiss and stepped back slightly, both of them felt a little breathless.

Lu Ziyi's forehead rested against his, his breath burning hot, his voice hoarse:

"The rain tonight," he said meaningfully, his hand around his waist sliding gently and suggestively, "looks like it won't stop anytime soon."

Xu Yan's cheeks burned intensely as he looked at the undisguised desire in his eyes. He didn't answer, but simply buried his limp body closer into his embrace, silently agreeing with a subtle movement.

The rain outside the window is still pouring, and the temperature inside is just beginning to rise...

③ Ever since Lu Ziyi officially appeared at the "Safe Haven" as Xu Yan's partner, he'd become practically a non-staff member of the bar. One Friday night, the bar was bustling with activity, and Xu Yan stood behind the bar, his movements smooth and flowing, like a commander commanding the flavors.

A very handsome man sat at the bar, his eyes following Xu Yan with great interest. As Xu Yan served him his special drink, he gently touched Xu Yan's wrist with his fingertips.

"This 'Dawn' is very much like your temperament, bartender." The man smiled charmingly, with undisguised admiration. "Would you be honored to have a drink after get off work?"

Before Xu Yan could politely decline, a tall figure loomed over him. Lu Zi also naturally sat down on the high stool between Xu Yan and the man, seemingly casually draping his arm over the table behind Xu Yan, forming a possessive half-hug.

"When he gets off work," Lu Ziyi looked up at the man, his eyes calm but filled with invisible pressure, "it's mine."

The man was startled by his gaze, and sensing the aura of someone who was not to be trifled with, he touched his nose awkwardly, picked up his wine glass and left tactfully.

Xu Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt that Lu Ziyi's action was a bit too straightforward. He couldn't help but gently kick his calf under the bar and whispered, "What are you doing..."

Lu Zi didn't answer, but turned his head, his deep gaze resting on Xu Yan's face. He suddenly reached out and gently rubbed his fingertips just below Xu Yan's collarbone. There, an ambiguous red mark left from last night was faintly visible under the dim light of the bar.

"The mark is not obvious anymore." His tone was flat, as if he was stating an objective fact, but his eyes were as dark as the sea brewing a storm.

Xu Yan's face flushed, even his neck was stained crimson. He subconsciously tried to pull up his collar, but Lu Ziyi gently grasped his wrist from under the table.

"Are you done?" Lu Ziyi approached, his voice low, his breath brushing against Xu Yan's sensitive earlobes, "We should go home."

His tone was not a question, but a declaration.

Xu Yan's heartbeat suddenly went haywire. He could feel Lu Ziyi's grip on his wrist, a grip that brooked no refusal. He knew that tonight's "reckoning" had only just begun. A mixture of embarrassment, throbbing excitement, and a hint of hidden anticipation instantly gripped him.

He completed the subsequent finishing work almost by muscle memory. When Lu Ziyi put his arm around his waist and led him out of the bar under everyone's knowing gaze, Xu Yan felt his legs go weak.

The night breeze brought a cool breeze, but it couldn't dispel the heated atmosphere between them. As soon as they got into the car, Lu Ziyi leaned over and fastened his seatbelt, his movements agonizingly slow. His lips almost touched Xu Yan's, yet he kept a hair's breadth of distance.

"From now on," he stared at Xu Yan's slightly trembling eyelashes, his voice hoarse, "stay away from those who look at you carelessly."

After saying that, he finally kissed her. This kiss was filled with a sense of punishment, yet also filled with an indescribable fascination, as if he was reaffirming his territory over and over again.

Xu Yan, lost in his passion, vaguely thought, "Some people, when jealous, are truly... overbearing and irresistible." And tonight was destined to be another long night deeply marked by this.

④1: Staying in bed in the morning

In the morning, Xu Yan was sound asleep, and Lu Zi had already woken up. He didn't rush to get up, but lay on his side, using his fingers to lightly trace Xu Yan's eyebrows, nose, and finally linger on his lips, which were always slightly pursed.

Xu Yan was disturbed in his sleep and waved his hands unconsciously to drive away the "mosquito", but Lu Ziyi grabbed his wrist accurately.

"It's time to get up, Teacher Xu." He whispered in his ear. Xu Yan slumped back into the quilt, mumbling, "Five more minutes..."

Lu Zi also let him go without hesitation, then leaned over and bit his shoulder blade lightly through his thin pajamas.

Xu Yan instantly woke up completely, glaring at him with red ears: "Lu Ziyi! Are you a dog?"

Lu Ziyi raised an eyebrow and said calmly, "Wake-up service. If you are not satisfied, you can complain, but..." He smiled meaningfully, "The complaint channel is temporarily closed."

2. Helping in the kitchen

Xu Yan was cutting fruit in the kitchen when Lu Ziyi came in, hugged him from behind, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"Master Lu, I can't move like this." Xu Yan was helpless.

"You cut yours." Lu Zi said confidently, but his hand lingered restlessly on his waist.

Xu Yan tried to concentrate and put a piece of cut mango to his mouth, hoping to stop his "harassment". Lu Ziyi opened his mouth to take it, but his tongue accidentally brushed against his fingertips.

Xu Yan retracted his hand as if he was scalded, and his ears turned red.

"Very sweet." Lu Ziyi commented, not sure if he was referring to the mango or something else.

Three: Reading Time

Xu Yan was curled up on the sofa reading a book, while Lu Zi was sitting next to him, handling official business on his tablet. Everything seemed peaceful, until Xu Yan became so engrossed in his reading that he unconsciously bit his lower lip.

Lu Ziyi's eyes moved away from the tablet and fell on his lips, which were gently bitten by his teeth. He put the tablet down and leaned over.

"The book says," Lu Ziyi pointed seriously at a line, "this knowledge point is very important."

Xu Yan believed it and moved closer to take a closer look: "Where?"

Lu Zi also took advantage of the situation and grabbed the back of his neck, kissing him, whispering vaguely as they rubbed against each other: "Here... practice makes perfect."

After the kiss, Xu Yan was breathless and the book fell to the ground. He glared at the man in front of him, who was grinning like a thieving cat, and finally, with a red face, he could only curse: "...Rogue theorist!"

IV. About “Punishment”

One time, Xu Yan was teased so much that he decided to fight back. That night, Lu Zi also wanted to hug him, but he firmly pushed her away.

"Sleep alone tonight." Xu Yan hugged the pillow with a firm attitude.

Lu Ziyi looked at him, but didn't force him. He just slowly began to unbutton his pajamas. From his collarbone to his abdominal muscles, the lines were clear and very tempting under the light. He leaned against the door frame and said in a tone of being abandoned, a little aggrieved, and mixed with temptation:

"Are you really that cruel? Then I'll have to go to the guest room. I heard...it's going to get colder tonight."

Xu Yan looked at his deliberately displayed "beauty" and listened to his pretended pitiful tone. He could not hold out for more than three minutes before finally giving in and throwing a pillow at him: "...Come in! Put on your clothes!"

Lu Ziyi smiled triumphantly, walked in and hugged him, sighing contentedly in his ear: "I knew you couldn't bear to leave."

These teasings continued day after day. Xu Yan went from being embarrassed and at a loss at first, to being helpless and indulging in them later, and now, he can occasionally fight back with a blushing face.

For example, when Lu Ziyi hugged him from behind again, he would suddenly turn around, quickly kiss him on the lips, and then pretend nothing had happened and continue with the work in his hands, leaving Lu Ziyi stunned there with a storm in his eyes.

For example, when Lu Ziyi was working late at night, he would walk over wearing only one of his loose shirts, holding a glass of warm water, and when he leaned over, the scenery at his collar was faintly visible. He would softly ask, "Mr. Lu, do you need any 'special' service?"

The result is usually that the computer is forcibly closed and he is executed on the spot.

⑤ It was Saturday afternoon, and the sun lazily streamed into the living room. Xu Yan was leaning against Lu Ziyi's chest, watching a movie. The film was a bit boring, and he began to lose focus, his fingers unconsciously fiddling with the buttons of Lu Ziyi's pajamas.

Lu Ziyi lowered his head and looked at the slender fingers of the person in his arms playing with his chest. His eyes darkened and he suddenly turned over and pressed the person down on the sofa.

"The movie seems boring?" He leaned over, his nose almost touching Xu Yan's, and his tone carried a dangerous signal.

Xu Yan's alarm bells instantly rang. He was so familiar with that look! In broad daylight, he didn't want to take another "lunch break" until the evening.

"It's not boring! It's really exciting!" Xu Yan quickly denied, using his hands and feet to try to slip away from under the other person, "I, I'm going to cut some fruit!"

Lu Ziyi watched him leisurely as he jumped up like a frightened rabbit and ran out of the living room barefoot, with a playful smile in his eyes.

Xu Yan ran to the door of the living room and looked back, only to find that Lu Ziyi had not caught up with him. He just stood up and began to unbutton his pajamas, his movements as elegant as if he was preparing for a hunt.

This is more terrifying than catching up directly!

Xu Yan panicked and without thinking, he continued running towards the bedroom, intending to lock the door and take shelter. However, just as he ran to the bed, before he could turn around, he heard the sound of slow footsteps approaching behind him.

He jumped forward in fear, trying to crawl to the other side of the bed. Just when he was halfway over the edge of the bed, a bony hand grasped his slender ankle with precision.

"Why are you running?" Lu Ziyi's voice was filled with laughter, and he exerted a little force on his hands.

Xu Yan cried out in surprise as he felt an irresistible force pull him back. Like a fish caught in a trawler, he was dragged back along the soft sheets without resistance, his ankle still firmly grasped in the other's hand, and the temperature was scorching hot where their skin touched.

He struggled to turn over and saw Lu Ziyi kneeling on one knee beside the bed, looking down at him, his eyes full of the joy of success.

"Lu Ziyi, let me go!" Xu Yan kicked his legs in embarrassment, but could not shake the other party's grip at all.

"Didn't you run very fast just now?" Lu Ziyi raised an eyebrow and gently stroked the inside of his ankle with his fingers in an ambiguous manner. The skin there was extremely sensitive, causing Xu Yan to shudder.

"I was... I was cutting fruit for you!" Xu Yan tried to maintain his composure, even though this excuse sounded unconvincing.

"Oh?" Lu Ziyi leaned closer, his other hand resting on his ear, completely enveloping him in his shadow. "I don't feel like eating fruit right now."

His eyes fell on Xu Yan's cheeks, which were flushed from running and embarrassment, and his voice became low:

"I want to eat...something else."

Xu Yan watched his face getting closer and closer, knowing that he was doomed this time. He closed his eyes resignedly, but before the other party kissed him, he couldn't help but raise his foot and gently kick his shoulder. It was not very strong, more like a coquettish protest.

Lu Ziyi chuckled, easily dispelling his insignificant resistance and deepening the kiss.

Ultimately, the fruit wasn't cut, and no one cared about the film's second half. Xu Yan once again proved a truth: in the face of absolute power and the will of a "rogue," all escape plans are futile. And his ankle, it seemed, had become a hunter's most beloved mark... his exclusive territory.