An Qingyan stayed at his maternal grandparents' and uncle's family's house for two days, and then stayed there for two more days. His family members tried to persuade him to move back home, but he politely declined.
An's parents didn't quite understand why they insisted on living at the Gu family's house. Perhaps it was because they were used to living there and felt more comfortable. They could only comfort themselves by thinking that they would move back after their hand injury healed, so a month or two wouldn't make a difference.
As the golden hue of sunset faded in the west, night fell.
Gu Fei came to pick up An Qingyan in person, and when he saw him, he noticed that the boy's fair face was flushed and his eyes were somewhat glazed, as if he were drunk.
He asked An Jing, who had come with him, "Have you been drinking?"
"He only drank some fruit wine. Who knew he couldn't hold his liquor so well and would get flushed so easily?" An Jing helped An Qingyan into the car, then patted Gu Fei on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of him."
Gu Fei didn't speak, but looked at An Jing's expression with some strangeness. His gaze made An Jing's heart tremble. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? What do you mean by that look?"
Gu Fei: "You agree to let me be with Yan Yan."
It's more of a statement than a question.
Sure enough, even the slightest change couldn't escape Gu Fei's notice. As expected of Master Gu, An Jing curled his lips in disdain, "Wishful thinking."
He raised his hand and lightly punched his friend on the shoulder, uttering a harsh threat: "If you treat Yan Yan badly, no matter who you are, I will never let you off the hook."
A rare smile appeared on Gu Fei's usually indifferent face. He said, "Don't worry, I'll take him back first." After a pause, he added casually, "Goodbye, brother-in-law."
"I'll give you a big hammer! Get lost!"
Gu Fei said "Oh," and added, "I'm so scared."
An Jing: "..." In my lifetime, I can't believe I can still see Gu Fei joking with that indifferent face. It seems that love is indeed wonderful and can subtly change a person.
That being said, it's been a long time since he's been in a relationship.
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The driver drove, and Gu Fei and An Qingyan sat in the back.
A faint smile of pleasure lingered on the boy's face. His peach blossom eyes sparkled against the darkness, glistening with moisture. His face was also flushed; anyone who didn't know better would have thought he was quite drunk.
In reality, he was only slightly tipsy; he tends to flush easily after drinking.
Gu Fei could tell that he was very happy.
A faint fruity scent filled the carriage, emanating from An Qingyan. The man leaned closer, wanting to taste if his breath smelled sweet too.
"No." The boy seemed to see through his intentions, pushing him away as he leaned in, then reached out and pressed the barrier up, keeping the driver in front of him out.
He said, "Now it's okay."
The boy's voice was soft and slightly languid. After speaking, he pointed to the corner of his slightly upturned lips with his index finger, raised his chin, and narrowed his beautiful eyes, as if asking for a kiss.
Looking at him like this, Gu Fei was momentarily stunned, and only two words came to mind: adorable.
Perhaps An Qingyan himself didn't realize that he was now acting like a little fox, capable of seducing people.
Gu Fei was always a reserved and restrained person, but in front of An Qingyan, he couldn't control the impulse that was about to burst forth in his heart.
He held the boy by the back of his neck, wrapped his arms around his slender, supple waist, and pulled him into his embrace. His warm, dry lips covered the boy's slightly parted, soft, rosy lips, shamelessly seizing the sweetness in his mouth.
...
The car slowly drove into the underground garage of the Gu family villa. Gu Fei told the driver to leave first. The garage was large and quiet, and no one would suddenly barge in.
An ambiguous and alluring atmosphere filled the dimly lit carriage. The boy's cheeks grew increasingly flushed, and his glossy lips were swollen and red from being kissed. Even in the dim light, he could see that the man was already erect... well, not small.
Gu Fei managed to maintain a calm demeanor. He raised his hand and ruffled the boy's soft black hair, his voice hoarse, "Yan Yan, you should go back first."
An Qingyan didn't react either. His cheeks were burning hot. He whispered, "Then what are you going to do... It's not good to keep it all bottled up like this." His voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.
"What? Does Yan Yan want to help Fei Ge?"
The man's tone was joking, but to his surprise, the boy hesitated for a moment, biting his lip in thought, and then actually nodded, his blushing face making him look exceptionally well-behaved. "I'll help you."
A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Fei's eyes, then a smile of relief appeared on his lips. He patted the boy's head and said softly, "Yan Yan is so well-behaved... I can handle it myself. Your hands will get tired."
An Qingyan lowered his head, and from Gu Fei's angle, he could see his slightly trembling eyelashes. "You don't have to use your hands; you can use other places."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at the man, his eyes shining brightly with a hint of water, and his expression was a mixture of shyness and visible nervousness.
Like a ripe peach, it exudes a captivating fragrance, waiting to be picked.
Fueled by the alcohol, he dared to say such things. He loved and trusted the person in front of him wholeheartedly, and therefore wanted to give himself to the man.
This is the scene.
Gu Fei's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt even more uncomfortable.
How could he not understand the meaning behind An Qingyan's words? Who could bear to hear such words from someone they liked? The blood in his body was boiling and churning.
The beast of desire, imprisoned in the cage of the body, is frantically ramming against the iron bars, teetering on the brink of collapse, ready to break free at any moment and become uncontrollable.
The man's eyes were as deep as an unfathomable pool, his thin lips pressed tightly together as he tried his best to hold back. His voice grew increasingly hoarse as he called out, "Baby, your arm isn't healed yet, you can't."
An Qingyan: "But..."
Gu Fei: "Be good, go back first."
...
The housekeeper was feeding Little Orange when she suddenly heard hurried footsteps.
He turned around and saw An Qingyan walking in from outside with his head down. His steps were as fast as the wind. Before he could greet him, the boy went upstairs to his room and hurriedly closed the door.
?
Butler Shen and Xiao Ju looked at each other in bewilderment.
The little orange cat meowed once and continued to bury its head in eating its cat food.
After closing the door, An Qingyan immediately slid down the door panel and slowly sat on the floor. His legs were a little weak, and he could hear his chest pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of his body.
How could he have the nerve to say something like that?!
He must have been drinking and his brain was foggy!
He was thinking about such shameless things even before his arm had fully healed.
He spoke with such fearlessness, but afterwards, he was so ashamed he couldn't bear to face anyone. What would he do when Gu Fei came back? Wouldn't that be incredibly awkward? What should he say?
He scratched his head in frustration.
I'm going to die!
Why don't we move back to the guest room next door to sleep? That way we won't have to face Gu Fei.
Since returning last time, Gu Fei said the guest room hadn't been cleaned yet, so An Qingyan has been sleeping here with him, and neither of them has mentioned moving back to the guest room next door.
When Gu Fei returned after finishing his business, an hour had passed. He went back to his room but didn't see the boy. However, the light was on in the guest room next door, and he immediately understood what was going on.
The child is probably shy.
A gentle smile appeared in the man's eyes, tinged with helplessness but mostly with doting affection. He had been replaying the boy's soft voice and shy demeanor in his mind's eye in the car...
After standing outside the door for a moment, Gu Fei turned and left. He didn't want to disturb the people inside and wanted to give them some space to calm down. He believed the child didn't want to see him at this moment either.
Tonight felt exceptionally long.
An Qingyan preferred to be a coward, hiding in her room and daring not to go out. Occasionally, she would peek through the door to listen to the sounds outside, but she heard nothing.
He gradually relaxed, thinking that Gu Fei wouldn't come to see him tonight. He lay on the bed for a while and then became sleepy. Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he heard the sound of the doorknob turning, followed by deliberately light footsteps.
Only Gu Fei arrived at that moment.
An Qingyan's mind immediately cleared up. His heart was in his throat, but he remained unmoved on the surface, quietly closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.
His acting was so good that even the observant Gu Fei didn't notice.
Looking at the sleeping person, Gu Fei moved even more gently. He carefully lifted the blanket covering the boy and bent down to pick him up horizontally.
The person in his arms must have just taken a shower not long ago, as there was still a faint scent of shower gel on his body, a milky fragrance that smelled very nice. He even wanted to bury his head in the boy's neck and take a few deep breaths.
A moment later, An Qingyan returned to the master bedroom and was gently placed on the soft bed. Then the man lay down next to him, and he felt a warm touch on his forehead, which was gently touched and then quickly moved away.
Even with his eyes closed, he knew it was Gu Fei's kiss.
Just then, a very soft murmur reached An Qingyan's ears, two magnetic and gentle words, "Baby... goodnight."
After Gu Fei finished speaking, he raised his hand and turned off the light.
The bedroom was suddenly plunged into darkness.
If he turned off the lights later, he would notice that the sleeping boy's ears had quietly turned red.
An Qingyan felt his bones go numb, and all he could hear in his mind was that gentle, magnetic "Baby." Gu Fei had actually called him "Baby" while he was asleep.
This was the first time he had heard this form of address.
I love it.
In the darkness, a slight smile crept onto the boy's lips.
But just then, the man turned over and faced An Qingyan.
The soft rustling of fabric filled the air, and An Qingyan could clearly feel the man's arm gently resting on his waist. Then, the man's face was buried in the crook of his neck.
An Qingyan: "?!"
The heavy breathing was exceptionally clear in the quiet night, and the hot breath that spewed out with each breath landed on his neck, burning him intensely.
Gu Fei buried her face in his neck and breathed.
"Baby……"
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