035: Strange

No matter how loud or soft the knocking was, both the person and the system could hear it clearly.

This time of year should be around the time Fu Tingyu returns.

“Strange,” 073 muttered, “Isn’t he going home? Or is he planning to stay here tonight?”

Huaiyan paused, remembering the small bed in the bedroom that could barely fit one person.

If another person wants to lie down, it will be very crowded.

Especially for men who are 1.9 meters tall, they have a tall and imposing build with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

Sleeping in such a small bed is too unfair to Fu Tingyu.

Before Huaiyan could come up with a solution, the knocking on the bathroom door grew even louder.

Huaiyan: "!!"

073: "...!?"

Is it finally coming?

“73,” Huaiyan’s face was flushed, whether from the heat in the bathroom or from shyness, “Should we…should we let him in?”

But he was still taking a bath, lying in the bathtub, without even wearing any clothes.

Is it really... possible?

Upon hearing this, 073 felt a pang of worry for its host.

Now, it's no longer a matter of whether or not Fu Tingyu can enter the bathroom.

Since the man has already knocked on the door, it means there's no way to refuse him.

The boy's cheeks were flushed pink from the steam, carrying a soft, shy look.

After a few seconds, Huaiyan answered in a soft voice, "Go in."

The next second, the bathroom door was pushed open.

A tall, imposing figure appeared in the doorway.

The cold air from the living room blew into the bathroom, and the boy shivered, water droplets still dripping from his rounded shoulders.

Perhaps sensing Huaiyan's chill, Fu Tingyu closed the bathroom door behind him.

"Baby."

The man's voice was hoarse as he strode forward, his gaze fixed intently on the boy.

Huaiyan felt a shiver run through her heart when she was called that, and obediently replied, "...Sir."

Before Fu Tingyu came in, Huaiyan was still thinking about something, worried that the man wouldn't sleep well at night.

So at this moment, faced with such a blush-inducing scene, the boy hesitated to speak.

"What are you thinking about?" The man walked to the bathtub, bent down to test the water temperature, and looked at the boy. "Hmm?"

With his innermost thoughts exposed, the boy raised his wet eyes, his gaze shimmering.

Huaiyan mustered her courage and gently touched the man's hand in the bathtub.

“Sir,” he said in a fawning tone, “I…I’ll book you a room.”

As soon as he finished speaking, 073 felt his heart sink.

Oh no, oh no.

Doesn't this mean they're basically telling Fu Tingyu to get rid of him?!

Mingming was worried that the two of them wouldn't have enough room to sleep on the small bed in the rented room.

It is now interpreted as something like being in a hurry to get rid of a man.

Anyone would be unhappy to hear such words.

Fu Tingyu's expression remained unchanged; he simply held the fair, delicate hand of the young man who had been making overtures.

"Is this trying to get rid of me?" The man sat on the edge of the bathtub, stroked the boy's face, and murmured, "Baby."

Huaiyan's small face was held in the man's hand, and she nestled against his palm in a dependent manner.

Upon hearing the man's words, he widened his emerald green eyes.

She seemed surprised by what the man said.

There was also panic.

“No,” Huaiyan said haltingly, covering the man’s hand, “the bed in the room is too small.”

It's too crowded for two people to sleep together.

The sofa in the living room is still a single sofa; it's not suitable for sleeping.

The room was too small; there was no way Huaiyan could sleep on the floor.

Although he wanted to create an environment where Fu Tingyu could stay in a rented room for one night, he was powerless to do so.

Because what cannot be concealed or changed is that the rental house was already dilapidated and extremely cramped.

The bathroom was so small that two people could squeeze together and it was difficult to even turn around.

The kitchen was even smaller.

Therefore, Huaiyan never cooks. Besides not knowing how to cook, he is even more afraid of setting the kitchen on fire.

At that point, the entire rental house will be doomed.

"I didn't mean to... send you away..."

The boy's eyes welled up with tears, his tongue soft as he spoke, "I was just... afraid you wouldn't have anywhere to stay..."

The bed is too small; it will definitely squeeze Fu Tingyu in.

But the man didn't react at all.

"Does that mean they want me to stay, or they want me to leave?"

"I want...I want you to..."

suddenly.

Fu Tingyu leaned down again and placed a kiss on the boy's lips, savoring the unfinished syllables in his words.

"……Leave."

I want you to stay.

The man, satisfied with the answer, pressed his thumb against the boy's soft lips and rubbed it back and forth.

As if savoring something, the man's somber mood dissipated considerably.

Huai Yan's eyes lit up with joy, and she silently stared at Fu Tingyu.

She's probably not angry anymore.

Everyone says that Fu Tingyu is unpredictable, but Huaiyan has never really experienced it firsthand.

Fu Tingyu's emotions could even be described as quite indifferent.

As long as Huaiyan starts to act coquettishly, show weakness, and try to please, most men will let him off the hook.

Even though 073 once said that this was very likely, it meant that Fu Tingyu was not serious.

These are just minor squabbles now; by the time the man really settles the score, it will be too late.

Thinking about this, the boy felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

But perhaps because Fu Tingyu had just kissed his lips, Huai Yan was not afraid of the man in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, Huaiyan raised her hand and wrapped it around the man's neck.

Then, the boy's moist lips.

Fu Tingyu's lips always seemed to be cool.

They resorted to the same old trick.

He used the same tactic when he begged the man to let him see Jiang Ze.

"Host!" 073 chimed in at the perfect moment, "Isn't this the perfect opportunity to curry favor with the villain? Don't hesitate!"

Huaiyan was taken aback; it seemed that was indeed the case.

In today's world, there's nothing wrong with trying to please men.

then--

Huaiyan decided to follow her own ideas.

Bang bang.

It was impossible to tell whose heart was beating so powerfully.

Is this what liking someone is?

The boy propped himself up, leaning against the edge of the bathtub, trying to lift his head to meet the man's gaze.

"alright."

Fu Tingyu's Adam's apple bobbed, and in the end, he could only say in a hoarse voice, "I'll carry you back to the bedroom."

After saying that, the man, disregarding the fact that the boy was still wet, scooped him out of the bathtub.

Fu Tingyu held Huaiyan in his arms like a baby being cradled.

The man moved so fast that Huaiyan gasped in surprise, almost not having time to react.

“Sir…” He hugged Fu Tingyu’s broad shoulders tightly and whispered, “Water, I’m covered in it.”

The man's suit looks expensive; if it's handmade and custom-made, it's probably worth at least seven figures.

But the man remained indifferent, showing no concern whatsoever for his clothes.

The bathroom is only a short distance from the bedroom.

The rented room was small to begin with, and the man had long legs, so it only took him a few steps to get there.

After being gently placed on the bed by the man, the boy panicked and tried to find a blanket to cover himself.

"Baby." Fu Tingyu said in a low voice, grabbing Huaiyan's ankle and dragging him slowly in front of her. "Why are you hiding?"

"Waaah..."

Huaiyan sobbed, "Sir... I... I'm not wearing any clothes..."

Huaiyan was so ashamed that she dared not look into the man's eyes, nor did she dare to pull her ankle back.

Then, Huaiyan sensed it.

When he looked up, his pupils suddenly dilated.

Wasn't it already crushed by Fu Tingyu?!