Chapter 79 Gentle Gentleman vs. Beautiful Encounter "You are my king..."

Since Mr. Lu has spoken, how could Wen Yinhe dare to disobey?

While making Lu Huaijin happy, Wen Yinhe secretly took a bottle from the shelf while Lu Huaijin was infatuated.

"Huai Jin, hold me tight, be careful not to fall."

Wen Yinhe held Lu Huaijin's waist with one hand, looked up and lightly kissed Lu Huaijin's Adam's apple, and whispered his instructions.

Lu Huaijin realized his intention and readily agreed to cling even closer to Wen Yinhe while trying to relax.

Once Wen Yinhe was sure Lu Huaijin wouldn't fall, he used his teeth to open the bottle cap, wrapped his arm tightly around Lu Huaijin, and poured some water into his palm.

His palms were wide and large, and his fingers were long, so he could take a lot at once and coat each finger completely, which was enough.

Before long, Lu Huaijin's arm gripping Wen Yinhe's shoulder tightened involuntarily.

Wen Yinhe paused slightly, becoming even more cautious.

This was a gentle torture for Lu Huaijin. His whole body visibly turned red slowly, and his neatly trimmed fingernails scratched Wen Yinhe's neck lightly.

It didn't hurt; it felt like a soft cushion for a feline, which only softened Wen Yinhe's heart, making him treat her with even more tenderness and care.

Lu Huaijin was trembling all over, grabbing Wen Yinhe's hair, his eyes bloodshot as he urged, "That's enough..."

"No, not yet." Wen Yinhe could obey Lu Huaijin in everything, but on this matter, he was stubborn as a nail.

Lu Huaijin was currently being held on top of Wen Yinhe, unable to get down, and unable to bite Wen Yinhe, feeling restless and itchy.

He was a ruthless man, so he simply reached down and grabbed it.

Just pull it out and confront them directly.

It exudes an overwhelming aura of dominance.

"If you won't come, I'll come myself."

Wen Yinhe's brow twitched wildly, and sweat suddenly slid down his temples.

He was afraid that Lu Huaijin would fall in if he made too much noise, so he carried him to the side of the bathtub, put a thick, soft towel in it, and then carefully laid him down in the tub so that he could lie flat.

"...I'm speechless. I'm a grown man, not the princess and the pea!" Lu Huaijin was embarrassed and instinctively covered his red face with his arm.

Just like all these years, Wen Yinhe still blushes because of his overly straightforwardness.

He had never gotten used to Wen Yinhe's excessive gentleness, which had exceeded his tolerance.

This is the only man in the whole world who can make him blush.

“You are not a princess, you are my king.”

Wen Yinhe lifted Lu Huaijin's ankle, gently rubbed it with his soft cheek, and kissed it.

This startled Lu Huaijin, causing his toes to curl up and his fingernails to turn pink instantly.

Wen Yinhe's low, gentle voice came from below, and his warm breath sprayed out in wisps on the back of my feet, tickling my heart.

"The king is decisive and powerful in battle, but when he returns home, he is Wen Yinhe's treasure, a precious gem that must be carefully protected and loved with utmost care and devotion."

Lu Huaijin's heart nearly exploded, his face flushed crimson, and for the first time in his life, he felt utterly ashamed.

He never imagined in his life that such words and phrases would come from a grown man like him.

However, he soon had no time to think about anything else.

Wen Yinhe then brought over three more dry towels.

He threw a piece on the ground and knelt down on it.

After stacking the other two pieces, set them aside for now.

Then she grabbed Lu Huaijin's ankles and gently pulled him outwards, so that his legs were hanging over the edge of the bathtub.

Lu Huaijin's lower back then lifted up, suspended in the air, with a large empty space below.

A neatly folded towel was naturally placed in the empty space by Wen Yinhe so that Lu Huaijin could comfortably rest on it.

The other piece was placed behind Lu Huaijin's neck.

Wen Yinhe's every step was so methodical, as if he were making exquisite preparations for a delicious meal, meticulous to the point of being picky, yet gentle like a gentleman.

At this moment, Lu Huaijin's two lower legs were hanging outside the bathtub, his body was on a slope with his head down and his feet up.

This upside-down posture made Lu Huaijin even more ashamed, and he couldn't help but cover his face tightly with both hands, feeling that his face was probably too embarrassing to look at.

It's really going to explode.

Is it the face or the heart that is gone?

That's so damn annoying.

Even though he was cursing inwardly, he didn't complain at all about Wen Yinhe's casual handling of him.

Wen Yinhe was naturally aware of Lu Huaijin's awkwardness, but the bathroom space was limited, and he couldn't think of a better way, so he could only try to soothe Lu Huaijin with a kiss.

The itch first landed on the instep.

Lu Huaijin shuddered instantly, quickly lowering his hand from his face and looking ahead with shining eyes, his trembling eyelashes fluttering.

If he can't see such a stunning scene with his own eyes, then he's done all that work for nothing today, and even lost his underwear!

The bottom-up perspective allowed Lu Huaijin to clearly see every subtle expression on Wen Yinhe's face.

The man's lowered gaze was almost pious; his slightly long bangs, damp with sweat, clung wetly to his clean forehead.

His nose was so prominent that as the kiss landed, the tip of his nose inevitably pressed against his skin, gently squeezing out a small indentation from Lu Huaijin's soft thigh.

Then came a series of light kisses that fell rapidly, extending along his long legs and pressing against more and more skin.

Occasionally, it will pause, use its tongue, and leave a wet, glistening mark.

They will also use their lips to suck and suck.

It will also gently bite with the tips of its upper teeth.

But he didn't use his teeth often; Wen Yinhe wasn't a rude person.

Even when sucking, it's gentle and tender.

Rather than deliberately creating traces to prove he was there or to put his own label on someone, Wen Yinhe simply enjoyed the feeling of touching his lover's beautiful skin, wishing he could use every part of his body to feel and touch her to his heart's content.

It was delicate and warm, with a fragrance that only he could smell, making him involuntarily bury his nose in it and take a deep breath.

Only when I can't help myself will I use my teeth to gently grind them a couple of times with restraint and tenderness.

That's about the best we can hope for.

However, Lu Huaijin's skin was delicate, and even with Wen Yinhe's light touch, it was still easy for marks to be left.

Wen Yinhe felt ashamed and always reflected on whether he had gone too far the next day.

But Lu Huaijin seemed to really like it and even praised him for doing a good job, which made Wen Yinhe feel complicated and conflicted.

At this moment, Wen Yinhe's thick eyelashes were dampened by the steam in the bathroom, making them look heavy and highlighting the depth and haziness of his watery eyes.

Then came the ankles, calves, knees...

Lu Huaijin was going crazy; this feeling was almost like being slowly sliced ​​to death.

We finally arrived at our destination.

Lu Huaijin was already drenched in sweat, with steam rising from his toes to the top of his head.

Every inch of his skin was red and ripe, not a single patch was dry.

Wen Yinhe noticed Lu Huaijin's gaze, and as he opened his mouth, he subconsciously raised his eyelashes and looked at Lu Huaijin.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Yinhe's eyebrows curved slightly, forming two beautiful crescent-shaped arcs as she smiled gently at him.

It's incredibly beautiful.

Lu Huaijin's head throbbed with a loud boom; the combined shock of his vision and touch nearly killed him on the spot.

After Wen Yinhe used his face to knock Lu Huaijin unconscious, he quickly took the opportunity to continue expanding his area.

For the long time that followed, every time Lu Huaijin was about to say something, he would look up and meet Wen Yinhe's face, and it would be as if he had been attacked by magic, and he would suddenly lose his composure.

He looked completely mesmerized and utterly captivated.

Lu Huaijin had never felt time pass so slowly.

For what seemed like the umpteenth time, he hooked his foot around Wen Yinhe's shoulder blade, desperately and helplessly demanding:

"Okay...it's really okay now, come here and hug me, let me kiss you..."

It's not enough for Lu Huaijin to say "it's okay"; Wen Yinhe has to really think "it's okay" first.

Fortunately, Wen Yinhe was now certain that everything was ready, so he finally let Lu Huaijin go and stepped into the bathtub.

Lu Huaijin immediately and eagerly wrapped his arms around Wen Yinhe's neck and kissed Wen Yinhe's lips, he was almost going crazy waiting for this.

Wen Yinhe was not much better off than Lu Huaijin; his strong arms were finally able to hold his lover tightly in his embrace.

The two of them sighed together.

This time, the bathtub wasn't filled with water, and the towel underneath quickly crumpled into a ball.

Worried that it might hurt Lu Huaijin, Wen Yinhe reached out and turned on the shower, adjusted the temperature to a suitable level, and then poured the water on Lu Huaijin's stomach.

Lu Huaijin's fair belly instantly turned bright red, and all the pores on his body opened up, making his scalp tingle with pleasure.

The bathtub gradually filled with water, and the water level slowly rose.

The buoyancy of the water allowed Lu Huaijin's back to float slowly, no longer rubbing dryly against the towel, but gently swaying, rocking, and bobbing in the water along with Wen Yinhe.

Lu Huaijin's entire back was soaked in hot water, half of his body seemed to have melted into the water and become part of it, rhythmically slapping against the porcelain white inner wall of the bathtub, splashing up hot, moist water.

Wen Yinhe touched Lu Huaijin's stomach to make sure he wasn't in any discomfort, then continued to rinse him with hot water. At the same time, he gently wiped his body with a towel soaked in hot water, wiping his slightly cool shoulders and neck that had been exposed to the air.

Lu Huaijin's mind was spinning, and heat surged and gurgled into his head. Not only did his body melt, but his skin melted, his bones melted, and every cell in his body melted.

My eyelids felt heavier and heavier, and I blinked less and less frequently, feeling so comfortable that I wanted to just fall asleep.

Just before Lu Huaijin closed his eyes completely, his hazy mind was still filled with reflections—

This feels so good, how can anything in the world feel so good?

Even the emperor's life couldn't be this bad.

No... even the emperor didn't live as comfortably as him.

He possesses the most precious treasures in the world.

Lu Huaijin had no idea when it ended.

When he opened his eyes again, he was wearing neat pajamas and being held in Wen Yinhe's arms. His chest felt warm and cozy, and he felt clean and refreshed from head to toe, without the slightest discomfort.

"Sorry for waking you up." Wen Yinhe lifted the blanket and put Lu Huaijin into the bed, then put his arm around Lu Huaijin's waist and lay down, kissing his forehead.

"Mmm..." Lu Huaijin saw his lover's gentle and handsome face both when he opened and closed his eyes. His already tender heart completely melted, and he nestled comfortably into Wen Yinhe's chest. His fluffy head domineeringly filled the crook of Wen Yinhe's neck, and he murmured indistinctly, "Sleep..."

"Go to sleep. You've had a hard time these past two days, Huai Jin."

Wen Yinhe paused for a moment, his gaze slightly lowered, and before Lu Huaijin's consciousness once again sank into chaos, he placed a final, tender kiss on his lips.

"I should say, you've worked hard all this time."

[After two days, Wen and Lu are finally in bed together again! You know, the people in the world who are most anxious, besides the two of you involved, are us, the sugar-coated fans!]

[The Best Actor is as amazing as ever, carrying President Lu out again~ So cool~ So reassuring~]

[Sobbing] My greatest happiness every day is watching my favorite couple fall asleep in each other's arms. I wish this live stream could go on forever! [crying]

So, how many games have we played so far? Is it almost over? [Panic]

[Aaaaaah, this tonic! I can't bear to part with it! Watching the movie star and CEO Lu every day makes me so happy, it's become my spiritual sustenance, waaaaaah, this is killing me!]

I'm more curious whether Ali will pull off something big in the end, but it feels like things have progressed to this point, and most of the things that needed to be done have already been done, and most of the divorces have already happened (resting chin on hand)

[I don't know, I'll watch whatever Ali broadcasts, even if they do nothing all day but sit and chat, I'd still watch, sob sob sob, I just hope it doesn't end so soon QAQ]

Amidst the anxieties and speculations in the comments, Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin, exhausted from two days of work, embraced each other tightly. They fell asleep as soon as the sun set on the first day and slept soundly until the sun rose on the second day.

Wen Yinhe was the first to wake up.

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Lu Huaijin's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face.

Lu Huaijin's breath was long and soft, spraying onto Wen Yinhe's face so close to his own. His long eyelashes drooped obediently, trembling slightly with each breath, making one's heart melt instantly.

Wen Yinhe moved forward only an inch and easily captured Lu Huaijin's rosy and soft lips in his mouth.

The first thing to do after waking up is to give your loved one a kiss; there is nothing happier in the world than that.

[Ah... I opened my eyes and saw my favorite couple kissing! This is the reward for an early riser! So sweet, so sweet~ I'm shipping them like crazy!!!]

The kiss didn't last long. Wen Yinhe didn't want to wake Lu Huaijin. After hearing his soft groans of unsteady breathing, she reluctantly pulled away, then lovingly kissed his lips and forehead before quietly getting out of bed to wash up in the bathroom.

After washing up, I also changed my clothes inside.

The temperature in the mountains is lower than outside, and today Wen Yinhe is wearing a trench coat that the viewers have never seen before.

He wore a beige Korean-style trench coat with a khaki shirt underneath, which looked refreshing and gentle. It made his broad shoulders and long legs look even more striking, and his tall and handsome figure made him look like he was walking on air, exuding an aura of confidence.

The comments section was filled with praise for his "super handsome" look, but no one knew what kind of trouble this trench coat had gone through.

Wen Yinhe walked to the bedside and found that Lu Huaijin had hugged his pillow to his chest, buried his nose in the pillow, and was frowning as he sniffed around, not sleeping very peacefully.

Wen Yinhe paused slightly, thought for a moment, then walked over and stuffed his pajamas into Lu Huaijin's arms.

Lu Huaijin immediately clutched Wen Yinhe's pajamas tightly to his chest, hugged Wen Yinhe's pillow tightly, and rubbed his face against Wen Yinhe's pajamas. His tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed slightly, and his breathing returned to normal.

Wen Yinhe was so charmed that he couldn't help but gently kiss Lu Huaijin's face repeatedly, carefully combing Lu Huaijin's stray hairs before reluctantly leaving the room, turning back every few steps.

[Actor, if you really don't want to leave, you don't have to. I fully support you staying in bed all day!!!]

[Ahhhhh, so cute! I never imagined that sleeping CEO Lu would be so clingy. His movie star aura is ingrained in my bones; I can't help but instinctively stick to him! It's practically like he's been marked!]

[I can't stand... I'm seeing some ABO fantasies where the character is extremely obsessed with the scent of their lover after being marked, and feels anxious whenever their lover isn't around, leading to nesting behavior... They have to pile all of their lover's clothes on the bed to make a nest, then crawl inside and hug their lover's underwear to barely feel at ease enough to close their eyes...]

[Waaaaaah, I can't even imagine how awesome it would be if they were thrown into an ABO world! Three days minimum, no upper limit!!!]

It's still early; it's not time for the official game yet.

When Wen Yinhe came down from the second floor, breakfast hadn't even been started yet.

The staff came over and apologized to Wen Yinhe.

Wen Yinhe said gently, "It's alright," then, as if remembering something, asked softly, "May I use the kitchen?"

The staff member nodded immediately.

The cameraman followed the two to the kitchen and saw Wen Yinhe talk to the chef, put on an apron, wash it, and then stand in front of an empty stove to start cooking.

His movements were swift and skillful; he was clearly an experienced person.

The chef was initially a little worried and stayed by his side, but after a minute he felt relieved and went to do his own thing.

The master chef had already rolled out the dough, but Wen Yinhe insisted on mixing the flour and kneading it himself.

The answer is—

"Huai Jin likes the dough I make."

The master craftsman: "..."

He's so old, why is he still being fed dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection)?

[Hahaha, this is what it means to be love-struck; please understand, master.]

[Actor, why don't you start by planting wheat...]

Wen Yinhe kneaded the dough, rolled out the wrappers, prepared the filling again, and personally wrapped several dumplings.

I also stir-fried some beef noodles and cooked a small pot of millet porridge.

A Chinese breakfast for two was quickly prepared.

After taking off his apron, Wen Yinhe asked the chef to keep their breakfast warm. Then he went outside and said to the staff, "When Huai Jin comes down in a little while, please take the breakfast I made to him."

The staff member readily agreed.

After explaining everything, Wen Yinhe turned around, pushed open the door, and went outside.

[Ahhhhh, it's a breakfast made with love~ It instantly brings back memories of the pilot episode!]

Ah... that really is where the dream began! So many days have passed in the blink of an eye; it suddenly feels like a lifetime ago...

[But where is the movie star going? Isn't he going to go up and call President Lu down to have breakfast together? (scratching head)]

The photographer followed Wen Yinhe to the back mountain and watched as he skillfully found a field, carefully picked a bunch of brightly blooming wildflowers covered in dew, and then walked back quickly, satisfied.

[Damn it... No wonder I'm single, I have absolutely no sense of romance, waaaaaah!]

It goes without saying who these flowers are for.

Even a fool knows that.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wen Yinhe did not immediately return to the hotel. Instead, he carried a beautiful bouquet of wildflowers to a bridge near the hotel, sat quietly at the bridgehead, lowered his eyes and gently smelled the fragrance of the wildflowers in his hand, as if he was waiting for a beautiful encounter with flowers.

On the other side.

When Lu Huaijin woke up, he found that the person next to him was nowhere to be seen, and he was holding Wen Yinhe's pillow and pajamas.

He blinked in bewilderment, then came to his senses and went to the bathroom immediately. Finding no one there, he scratched his head, quickly washed up, changed his clothes, and walked around the second-floor corridor before continuing his search downstairs.

I walked around the first floor, but still didn't see it.

Lu Huaijin thought Wen Yinhe had some special mission again and was about to ask the staff when a breakfast was served in front of him.

Dumplings, beef noodles, and millet porridge.

A very familiar combination.

Especially the shape of the dumplings; Lu Huaijin recognized their origin almost immediately.

His expression softened instantly. He stopped looking for someone and sat down comfortably, enjoying the breakfast his lover had made while anticipating and happily imagining the various surprises Wen Yinhe might bring him next.

However, after he finished his breakfast, Wen Yinhe did not appear before him.

Lu Huaijin finally couldn't wait any longer and went out the door. After taking only a few steps, he saw a familiar figure on a bridge.

The weathered trench coat and the solitary figure sitting on the bridge—this almost unforgettable image made Lu Huaijin's heart pound uncontrollably.

He subconsciously quickened his pace and walked away quickly.

Only when they got closer did they notice the flowers Wen Yinhe was holding.

Something completely different from what he remembered appeared, clearly telling Lu Huaijin that things were no longer the same as before.

Lu Huaijin's Adam's apple bobbed, and his legs moved uncontrollably to a position five meters away from the man, as if being pulled up. With his back to the river, he slowly leaned against the bridge railing, but his gaze remained fixed on the man the entire time.

It was as if it were locked up, unable to move even a fraction of an inch.

However, this time, it was not Lu Huaijin who spoke first, but Wen Yinhe.

"Sir, you've been looking at me for a long time."

Wen Yinhe turned his head to look, his voice blending into the wind, gently drifting into Lu Huaijin's ears, as if giving him a light kiss on the tip of his heart.

Lu Huaijin felt a sudden buzzing in his head, and his gaze towards Wen Yinhe slowly became intoxicated, his heart inexplicably tense.

This feeling... is almost like they've only just officially met today.

The viewers in the live chat, unaware of the special significance of this scene for the two, simply laughed mindlessly:

[Hahaha, have these two not had enough of acting yet? They're pretending to be strangers again. This married couple really knows how to have fun.]

"You...are very beautiful."

Lu Huaijin's voice was inexplicably hoarse, and he stared intently at Wen Yinhe, unable to look away.

Wen Yinhe smiled shyly, his face as warm as a spring breeze, showing no trace of the indifference, gloom, deathly silence, and emptiness he once possessed.

“Thank you, many people say that,” Wen Yinhe said, her face flushed with shyness, but she still looked intently into his eyes, gazing at him intently, “but you are the one with the most beautiful voice, and the one that touches my heart the most.”

Infected by his innocent and shy appearance, Lu Huaijin also became inexplicably nervous, his palms slightly damp with sweat, but he could no longer take out a cigarette from his pocket.

His bad habits have long been changed.

They are no longer the same people they used to be.

They became better, healthier, and happier.

This was no longer a desperate struggle for survival, but simply a beautiful encounter.

“Sir, you may not know, but I feel like I’ve seen you in my past life.” Wen Yinhe could no longer hold back and took the initiative to walk up to Lu Huaijin, her eyelashes trembling slightly as she met the man’s deep gaze.

He thought.

If reincarnation truly exists.

If... God gave him another chance.

He was determined that at the moment of their reunion, the first thing he would say to the man he had loved his entire past life—

"I think... I might have fallen in love with you at first sight."

Wen Yinhe smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the man up close, a blend of floral scents that made him feel slightly dizzy. The blush on his cheeks deepened, quietly spreading down to the depths of his neck, hidden beneath his collar.

He mustered his courage and handed over the bouquet.

It was as if what was being offered was not a handful of fragrant wildflowers, but a heart burning with sincerity.

He was as pure as a boy falling in love for the first time.

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

No... every day he loved Huai Jin was his first love.

No matter the time or place, he will fall in love with him again and again.

It can only be him.