Chapter 2 Good Morning Kiss vs. Reverse Couple "Carry me to the bathroom."...

[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap, holy crap! It really is Wen Yinhe? This isn't photoshopped, is it? ???]

[What is this? Beautiful lady, have a bite! What is this? Beautiful lady, have a bite! What is this? Beautiful lady, have a bite!]

【No, my idol, you... I... This year is 2xxx, right? How come you looked like this when I was in junior high school, and now I have two sons and you still look like this... (dazed)】

Is this really how a 30-year-old man should be? Huh? I'd believe you if you told me he just turned 18!

No, this can't be! He must be Wen Yinhe's twin brother! [I dare not open my eyes, hoping it's just my imagination.jpg]

[I'm fed up with all of you self-deception! I'd just jump right in with "Hi, wife!"]

[CEO Lu is such a good husband! He looks even more handsome than before he retired from the entertainment industry! That waist, that collarbone... oh no, I can't take it anymore, my nose is bleeding (ps: Get lost, everyone else!!! Even if she's his wife, she's still CEO Lu's wife!!! [knife][knife][knife])]

Why are there so many red spots on my idol's neck and collarbone? Were they bitten by mosquitoes? (Innocent face)

[Damn, Mr. Lu is really shameless. They're recording today, and last night it was so intense (pointing and gesturing)]

[However, @LiuLaogen, when are you planning to cut your root? I want to invite my friends and family to come and watch me castrate myself (doge)]

Despite some people clamoring about Wen Yinhe's dark past, with such beauty before them, almost anyone with normal aesthetic sense would be bewitched.

Looking around, the screen was filled with images of underwear, and the few negative comments were instantly drowned out by the sea of ​​ghostly images.

Although the host had met Wen Yinhe before, he was still stunned by the breathtaking scenery before him and remained silent for a moment.

Wen Yinhe wasn't embarrassed. He patiently repeated it again, his deep, clear eyes watching quietly, a gentle smile on his lips the whole time. He looked doting and good-tempered, as if he wouldn't get angry no matter what he did to him.

[Help! I'm dying and coming back to life, dying and coming back to life again, doing sit-ups!!! I can't take it anymore, honey, don't look at me like that, I'm shy...]

Is this the legendary look of deep affection when gazing at a dog? (Shy) (By the way, the person in front already has someone they like~ Go be shy in your dreams, hehehe~ (smile))

[I could never die in peace if someone so handsome looked at me with such gentle eyes! Has the host had enough? Isn't it my turn?]

The host, a straight man, actually blushed shamefully when he met Wen Yinhe's gentle and tender gaze.

He followed them in, feeling dizzy, his eyes constantly glancing at Wen Yinhe's head.

Wen Yinhe subconsciously reached up to touch his head, and then touched that conspicuous little tuft of hair.

He felt a little embarrassed and quickly took off the rubber band, smoothing his hair sheepishly: "I forgot to take it off when I washed my face this morning."

[Damn! A man who blushes is the most desirable!]

【Ahhh, don't pick it! It's so cute!】

[A moment of silence for my departed little piggy]

Is it really true that someone who's 30 and still so shy? I'm speechless.

Upon entering, Wen Yinhe said, "Please wait a moment, I'll make you a cup of tea."

The host blushed and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Haha, no need for that, just give us some plain water."

“You’ve come all this way, it must be tiring. You have to catch a flight this afternoon, so take a break now.” Wen Yinhe said as he deftly served tea to the guests.

His fingers were long and strong, warm and smooth like jade, and his movements were nimble and composed, a sight to behold as if it were an artistic performance.

The host, who was directly confronted with the shock, was completely bewildered, and the viewers in the live chat were also stunned.

It's such a wonderful morning, it makes you feel refreshed.

"It was a lucky coincidence. The tea leaves were freshly picked yesterday and brewed this morning. The flavor is still strong. After simmering them in warm water for a while, the aroma naturally comes out, which is refreshing and perfect for a cup before work."

As we were talking, a pot of steaming hot morning tea was ready, the timing was just right.

Wen Yinhe picked up the teapot, bowed, poured tea for the group, and presented it to them with both hands.

The group hurriedly and respectfully accepted it.

The host held the teacup, lowered his head and took a small sip. He felt the warmth enter his stomach and the fragrance linger on his lips and teeth. He felt as if he were floating on air, and even his spine felt soft and relaxed.

The next second, the director roared through the earpiece: "What are you doing! Trying to intimidate me? Are you talking to yourself? Try twisting your body again! Do you think you're a guest here?"

The host's eardrums were ringing from the shock, and he finally snapped out of his daze, secretly alarmed.

Such profound skill! I almost fell for their trick!

The host felt a chill run down his spine, quickly sat up straight, coughed twice, and asked sharply, "Where's President Lu? Don't you two live together?"

[Here it comes! I knew the production team wasn't that kind! Seeing all the happy scenes at the beginning, I thought I'd turned on the wrong show! This is the right way to watch Ali!]

[Since you've all come to Ali's show, don't expect the production team to be kind to you!]

Wen Yinhe wasn't angry at all. On the contrary, when his lover's name was mentioned, his already gentle eyes softened even more. He raised his finger and shushed him, pointing upwards and pretending to whisper, "He's still sleeping. Please have a seat for a while. You've come so early, you probably haven't had breakfast yet, right? If you don't mind, I can make you something."

Before the atmosphere could even become tense, it was naturally dissolved like a gentle spring breeze.

The host inwardly hissed, thinking to himself that Teacher Wen was a master, and politely said, "Oh, I can't accept this..."

"It's okay, I'm making breakfast anyway. I just put the dumplings I made yesterday into the pot, it's not troublesome. Is there anyone who can't eat pork or cabbage?"

The group shook their heads subconsciously, then nodded awkwardly as if they had thought of something.

Seeing this, Wen Yinhe couldn't help but laugh and made a harmless joke: "It's okay, eat if you want. Consider it a bribe from me. Please take good care of me and Huaijin during the rest of the recording."

Since things had come to this point, the host reluctantly agreed amidst the director's insults.

Anyway, the recording hasn't officially started yet. This morning was just a preview. They flew over early yesterday morning to prepare, so it's not too much to ask them to have a hot meal, right?

Wen Yinhe nodded slightly and then went into the kitchen to cook.

Although they were given a break, the production team couldn't just sit there doing nothing.

The camera skillfully focused on Wen Yinhe's apron, which he had tightened even more.

Of course, the key features are the deep curve of the lower back and the arched mound below the bow.

[Wow, that was amazing! Well done! Deserves a reward!]

[Give the photographer a bonus! You really know photography!]

[What an amazing wife! I'm impressed! Mr. Lu is really enjoying his meal! *slurp*]

Why hasn't CEO Lu shown up yet? I miss my husband~ Of course, my wife is beautiful too, hehehehe

[So you're got two women on your arms, huh? Whoever peees yellow, wake her up!!! (rolls eyes)]

The dumplings were indeed cooked quickly. After serving everyone, Wen Yinhe glanced at the time and guessed that Huai Jin had slept enough, so he took off his apron and turned to everyone, saying, "You guys eat first, I'll go upstairs and call Huai Jin."

The host paused with his chopsticks, and the next moment, sure enough, he heard the director say through his earpiece, "Keep up."

He sighed and gave the accompanying photographer a look.

The photographer nodded, and after Wen Yinhe went upstairs, he picked up the camera and followed quietly.

[Holy crap, photographer, what are you trying to do???]

Wow, wow! You really lived up to expectations!

Although taking photos without permission is unethical, everyone's watching Ali, so why worry about morality! Just cause trouble!

So, the onlookers, both excited and nervous, followed the photographer's perspective all the way up to the second floor.

Whether it was Wen Yinhe's oversight or their good fortune, the door to the room wasn't closed properly; it was just a crack, enough for the camera to capture a clear view of the room.

In the room, Wen Yinhe walked to the bedside and sat down. He leaned down and gently brushed away the bangs that were scattered on Lu Huaijin's eyelids, and kissed his tear-stained eyelashes—a remnant of last night's lovemaking.

Originally, the recording was supposed to be today, and they shouldn't have made such a scene last night. However, Huai Jin was unhappy that he couldn't have sex during the rest of the recording period, so he kept pestering him for it. He even said that if he didn't want to give it to him, he would do it himself and told Wen Yinhe to ignore him and sleep on his own.

Wen Yinhe felt both helpless and amused upon hearing this.

How could we let him do it himself? Besides, how could he possibly sleep like that?

To make time for filming, Huai Jin was still handling work at the company last night. However, Huai Jin suddenly announced that he would participate in a wedding variety show, but it was all because of his words, "Huai Jin, I want to make a comeback."

When Lu Huaijin finally heard these words spoken by Wen Yinhe after many years, he was almost ecstatic.

God knows, it took him a full seven years to finally pull his lover out of the mire, wash away the filth from her body little by little, and scrape away the rust from her heart bit by bit.

Wen Yinhe's willingness to make a comeback shows that he has truly moved on and is finally willing to take the first step for their future.

On the very day Wen Yinhe told him of his determination, Lu Huaijin immediately gathered a group of people and made a detailed plan for his lover's return.

Lu Huaijin's good looks were not part of their plan, but Lu Huaijin was born with a business mind and never felt ashamed of any means. He immediately bought the hashtag #MostHandsomeCEO# to trend on social media, then tied himself to Wen Yinhe, using his popularity to promote Wen Yinhe. At the same time, he invested in "Seven Year Itch" and packaged himself and his lover into the show.

Even the concept of an all-male lineup was proposed by Lu Huaijin, the investor, just so that his and Wen Yinhe's appearance wouldn't seem so abrupt.

Lu Huaijin was intelligent, decisive, and not pedantic.

On the contrary, he understands all too well what young people like to watch these days.

If they liked his face, he would show his face for Wen Yinhe; if they liked to see men being intimate, he would single-handedly boost the season's popularity to its peak, and then personally step onto the stage to show them.

Fortunately, he didn't have much to offer, and the only thing he was most proud of was his love for Wen Yinhe.

Most importantly, if Wen Yinhe wants to make a comeback, their marriage will inevitably become controversial again.

Proud as Lu Huaijin was, he could not tolerate becoming a stain on his lover's reputation, nor could he tolerate others using their relationship as a topic of conversation.

Thus, Lu Huaijin proceeded cautiously, even using himself as bait, to pave the first step on his lover's path to recovery.

He held the high platform in his hands, prepared everything, and waited for Wen Yinhe to step onto it before personally lifting him high up.

How could Wen Yinhe not feel sorry for Huai Jin?

I'm heartbroken.

So I have no choice but to spoil them.

To avoid staying up late and to ensure Huai Jin could get a good night's sleep and be well-rested, Wen Yinhe immediately dragged Lu Huai Jin out for some exercise after dinner yesterday to help with digestion.

He then went all out, rushing as fast as he could, and finally managed to get Huai Jin to "sleep" peacefully before bedtime.

Thinking of this, Wen Yinhe's clear voice unconsciously lowered and became softer, carrying a hint of coaxing, almost to the point of being tender and affectionate: "Huai Jin, it's time to get up, someone has come to visit."

Lu Huaijin's eyelashes fluttered, his half-asleep eyes still showing a hint of drowsiness as he stared blankly at Wen Yinhe, making Wen Yinhe's heart melt completely.

Wen Yinhe couldn't help but lower his head and rub his nose against Lu Huaijin's rosy cheeks as he slept. As he passed his lover's moist lips, he also gave them a quick kiss.

Lu Huaijin didn't even open his eyes, but instinctively opened his mouth to respond.

A hint of a smile rolled down Wen Yinhe's throat, only to be swallowed up by Lu Huaijin's passionate and straightforward kiss in the next second.

Two men, filled with love for each other, naturally exchanged a long and lingering good morning kiss.

Holy crap, are they kissing?!

Where's your mouth?! Let me see it!

[Photographer A, go in! Get a close-up shot of my face!]

Turn around! If you're so capable, kiss the camera! What kind of skill is it to turn your back to us? Let's have some adult content! (Attached is proof of my adulthood)

[I never expected that the first on-screen kiss in the second season would be between the movie star and President Lu. Look at their practiced movements, they must do this every morning, tsk tsk tsk, they said it was just for fun.]

After the kiss, she finally woke up.

Lu Huaijin's lips lingered on Wen Yinhe's neck, his voice slightly hoarse, with the nasal tone characteristic of early morning, sounding lazy and nonchalant: "The production team?"

“Hmm,” Wen Yinhe noticed the large red mark exposed below his collar, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he quietly blushed as he pulled his collar up a little. “Eating dumplings downstairs.”

Seeing him like this, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but chuckle. He hooked his finger around Wen Yinhe's Adam's apple, then slid it down his neck to his chin, affectionately pinching the tip of his handsome chin: "What, you did that to me last night, haven't you had enough?"

Wen Yinhe grabbed his mischievous fingers, pressed his palm against them, and slowly inserted his five fingers into the other hand, interlocking them together. He then brought the fingers to his lips and gently bit the delicate, porcelain-white knuckles. "If I say no, can I order some dessert now?"

Lu Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and affectionately touched the man's blushing face: "You're good, you have a good appetite."

God knows, a few years ago, Wen Yinhe would never have dared to think of such a thing.

Back then, Wen Yinhe lived like a ghost. When he first arrived home, he could stay in a corner so much that he wouldn't budge even when covered in dust, as if he wanted to blend into the wall.

Later it got a little better, but she still followed him around ominously, truly a case of being a shadow, following him wherever he went.

Even so, this person could hardly utter a single word for a whole month.

Now, they're even making color jokes.

It's all thanks to him taking such good care of them.

Lu Huaijin felt gratified and proud.

The audience couldn't really hear what they were saying, but they saw the movie star, who had only said he was going to wake up President Lu, being kissed on the back of the head by President Lu for a long time. Then President Lu pulled him and whispered something in his ear, making the movie star's neck turn red with embarrassment.

Just as the audience was excitedly rubbing their hands, preparing to hand out some color scraps, they saw the usually stern and unsmiling iceberg CEO skillfully wrap his legs around Wen Yinhe's waist, his rosy lips landing on Wen Yinhe's flushed neck, and calmly commanding, "Carry me to the bathroom."

I heard that sentence clearly, without missing a single word.

The viewers froze in their typing, unsure whether to send the message or not.

Hmm? Something seems off?

The viewers in the live chat were stunned.