Gu Fei discovered that An Qingyan really liked the scent of his perfume, for no apparent reason.
Ever since Gu Fei sprayed this perfume, An Qingyan would often come over and sniff the man like a puppy, and at night she would even take the initiative to hug him to sleep.
In the stillness of the night, Gu Fei lay languidly on the bed, his long, slender fingers casually playing with An Qingyan's soft, short hair. An Qingyan's face was buried in Gu Fei's neck, breathing softly, revealing his fair ears tinged with pink.
Gu Fei felt a burning sensation on his neck, and a tingling, itchy feeling, as if ants were crawling all over him. He couldn't help but chuckle softly, "Yan Yan, do you know..."
"Hmm?" The person in his arms looked up at him, her beautiful peach blossom eyes clear and moist.
Gu Fei: "Your current behavior is like that of a little pervert."
The man's deep, calm eyes now held a hint of mockery, his voice was low and magnetic, and even the words "little pervert" sounded different when he uttered them.
An Qingyan blushed, quickly moved to keep her distance from Gu Fei, and weakly protested, "...I didn't."
He muttered to himself, if anyone is perverted, it was Gu Fei who was perverted first. That night, while he was asleep, Gu Fei was petting him like a cat while calling him "baby".
But when he woke up the next day, everything was as if nothing had happened. Even when he brought up the topic of sex, Gu Fei never mentioned it again for the next month.
He never heard the word "baby" come out of the man's mouth again. (Remember the website m.xswang.com)
Actually, he quite likes it.
Master Gu remains the same seemingly serious and upright Master Gu. He always stops short of intimacy, and even if he gets aroused, he will not go all the way even if he feels uncomfortable.
They're practically turning into Ninja Turtles.
An Qingyan was genuinely worried that he would become too repressed.
After a moment of silent contemplation, An Qingyan quietly moved closer, casually playing with the man's long, slender fingers, and said seemingly unintentionally, "My arm is almost healed."
"Okay, let's go to the hospital for a check-up in a few days." Gu Fei took the boy's soft, slender fingers in his hand and kissed them.
An Qingyan looked up at the man's mature and calm face. After hesitating for a moment, her thin lips parted, and her voice was as soft and clear as a mountain spring, "So, things that couldn't be done before, can be done now."
With Gu Fei's clever mind, he must have understood what he meant.
An Qingyan held her breath, anxiously observing the man's expression, awaiting his answer.
Gu Fei: "What does Yan Yan want to do?"
His expression didn't change, as if he hadn't understood the meaning of those words.
An Qingyan: "...Do push-ups to exercise."
Gu Fei reached out and ruffled his hair, his gentle voice tinged with helplessness and affection, "It's getting late, let's go to sleep." With that, he lowered his head and kissed the boy's forehead, then turned off the light, "Goodnight."
An Qingyan: "..."
Why did the result differ from what was expected?
He had already mustered up the courage to bring this up himself, but Gu Fei was telling him to go to sleep early? He had reason to suspect that this guy was really sexually frigid, but sexually frigid... could he even get an erection?
Obviously not.
Either Gu Fei didn't understand what he meant, or she was rejecting him; clearly, it was the latter.
With the lights off and everything pitch black, An Qingyan was secretly fuming. He pushed away the man's hand that was on his waist and silently moved to the side to create some distance.
I don't want to talk to this person anymore, really.
But he secretly hoped that Gu Fei would say something to comfort him, but after waiting for a long time, the person next to him did not make any sound and was breathing evenly, obviously already asleep.
"..."
never mind.
And so, with a lot of pent-up anger in her heart, An Qingyan slowly fell asleep.
As the night deepened, Gu Fei, who had been asleep, opened his eyes in the darkness. His deep eyes were clear, showing no signs of sleepiness, and the night concealed the emotions in his eyes.
He leaned closer, and in the dim light of the night, he could only vaguely make out the outline of the boy's face. He reached out and put his arm around the boy's waist again before closing his eyes.
Nothing was said that night.
As the saying goes, "What you think about during the day, you dream about at night." An Qingyan had a dream in which he was still unwilling to give up and secretly tried to seduce Gu Fei, but the other party didn't react at all, not even able to get an erection.
...It was a nightmare.
An Qingyan was startled awake by his nightmare, and it took him a while to come to his senses, because the dream was just too real.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the seat next to me was empty. Looking at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. I guessed that Gu Fei was already at the company by now.
He sighed almost inaudibly, then thought of what happened last night. He felt unhappy first thing in the morning and thought he should eat a couple more small cakes later to comfort himself and soothe his wounded little heart.
After washing up, An Qingyan slowly came out of the bedroom and walked slowly to the dining room, only to find an unfamiliar aunt sitting at the table.
The aunt was probably the same age as his mother, very beautiful, still charming, and you could tell she was a great beauty when she was young. Most importantly... Gu Fei's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to hers.
An Qingyan stopped abruptly, her heart leaping into her throat. A thought popped into her mind: Could this be Gu Fei's mother?
Thinking it over, he strategically took two steps back.
Compared to An Qingyan's nervousness, Yu Qingtong was much happier. Her eyes lit up when she saw the boy, and she smiled warmly. "You must be Yan Yan."
An Qingyan nodded, stammering slightly as she spoke, "Hello...Auntie."
"Don't be so nervous." Yu Qingtong got up and walked to his side, warmly shook his hand, and said with a smile, "I am Gu Fei's mother. Shu Man has already told me about you. I am your mother's good friend."
Mrs. Gu seemed to be a very easy person to get along with, which eased An Qingyan's nervousness somewhat, but he was still nervous. He nodded obediently, "Yes, I know."
Yu Qingtong carefully examined the boy in front of her. He was fair-skinned and handsome, with delicate yet not effeminate features. He looked very sunny and even more handsome than in photos.
Although she was abroad, after hearing the news, she saw the talent show and followed the news online. Now that she saw her in person, she liked her well-behaved and shy appearance more and more.
"You look a lot like your mother."
Thinking about what the child had gone through, she felt heartbroken and couldn't help but sigh, "This child has really suffered."
Looking at the shyly smiling boy in front of her, a hint of affection couldn't help but appear in her eyes. "Yan Yan, now that you're back home, everything will be alright."
An Qingyan smiled and nodded, "Mm."
The two then ate breakfast together. Yu Qingtong was a very humorous and cheerful person, and she was also very kind to An Qingyan. Gradually, his nervousness eased a lot.
After breakfast, they sat together and chatted.
An Qingyan learned that Yu Qingtong had just gotten off the plane and returned home an hour earlier without informing anyone, not even Gu Fei knew that his mother had returned.
During the time she was away from home, she traveled abroad, visiting many countries, enjoying her freedom and almost forgetting that she had a son at home.
In response, An Qingyan could only silently give her a thumbs up, saying, "Auntie, you're amazing."
"Yan Yan, tell Auntie, how did you and Gu Fei meet? How come you two get along so well?"
Yu Qingtong was genuinely surprised. Given her son's cold and aloof personality, she didn't know who he inherited it from, as he hadn't had many friends since childhood. Yet, Yan Yan was able to get along with him so well, and even after recognizing his family, they were still living at the Gu family's house.
When Schumann told her about this, she began to suspect that her son had been replaced. Was this still the same son who always had a cold and aloof expression? Tsk... this is really something.
An Qingyan felt a little guilty. It seemed that his aunt didn't know about his relationship with Gu Fei. Of course, he didn't dare to tell the truth. Most mothers in China couldn't accept their sons being with men.
“When we first met, I had nowhere to go. Fei saw me on the street and probably took pity on me, so he took me home.”
Yu Qingtong exclaimed in surprise, "Gu Fei is actually being so kind?"
She had lived with her son for twenty-seven years, how could she not know that Gu Fei was so kind-hearted, casually taking in homeless people on the street? Fortunately, it was Gu Fei who took in the child, so he did a good deed after all.
An Qingyan: "Brother Fei is a very nice person. He even took in a homeless stray cat." As he spoke, he picked up the little orange cat, who was sitting on the ground with one leg raised and licking its fur in a particularly charming manner.
"This is the cat, named Little Orange."
"..." Just how much did Gu Fei do behind the scenes, picking up cats and people? Looking at the chubby little orange cat in front of her, was Yu Qingtong sure it was a stray?
"Actually, Fei-ge is quite easy to get along with. He's very kind to me and always takes care of me." Although he was still angry with Gu Fei, a smile involuntarily appeared on the boy's face when he talked about him.
Yu Qingtong: "???"
The Gu Fei that Yan Yan was talking about seemed to be a different person from the Gu Fei she knew. Her son actually had two faces.
“If he were really that easy to get along with, he wouldn’t still be single.” Yu Qingtong sighed helplessly. “I’ve been waiting and waiting, but I haven’t even seen a glimpse of a daughter-in-law.”
An Qingyan lowered her eyes guiltily.
“Yan Yan, you’re so good-looking, you must have great taste too.” Yu Qingtong moved closer to the young man and took out her phone to open her photo album. “These are all the candidates I’ve chosen for my future daughter-in-law. Can you help me see which one is better?”
The screen displayed photos of several beautiful girls, some radiant, some gentle, some from noble families, and some from modest backgrounds.
An Qingyan: "..."
He silently complained to himself:
No, not at all.
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