Qi Yan returned to the dining table. Luan Yining had already heard Jiang Li's complaints and knew exactly what they had done. She glanced at him but said nothing.
Qi Yan didn't notice Luan Yining's expression either. He was pondering the feasibility of Jiang Li's method. Although Jiang Li had tricked him, there should be some truth to it, right? He remembered that the content of their live stream from that day was still circulating wildly online...
Unfortunately, this guy didn't come back after leaving the table, otherwise we could have asked him again. Qi Yan glanced at Rong Mo, and then focused on examining Rong Mo's chest, but ultimately didn't dare to verify the truth of Jiang Li's statement.
He remained in a daze until it was time to go back, when Qi Yan finally made up his mind to try it out first, regardless of whether it worked or not.
Luan Yining was pushed back to the bedroom by him, her face showing obvious surprise. She was about to say something when Qi Yan interrupted her: "Wife," Qi Yan said, lifting the hem of his shirt, a rare hint of shyness in his eyes: "Do you want to touch my pectoral muscles?"
“…” Luan Yining closed her eyes.
Seeing that Luan Yining didn't react, Qi Yan assumed he was embarrassed. Jiang Li and his brother had both said that Alphas should take the initiative. Qi Yan moved forward and pulled Luan Yining's hand to his body.
Luan Yining opened her mouth again: "Qi Yan—"
Qi Yan interrupted again, his expression sincere: "Just touch it, I'm pretty good at it."
Luan Yining pulled her hand away a little, and Qi Yan leaned forward a bit, pulling his shirt down as he did so. The two were so close that their breaths mingled, Qi Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and his heart pounded wildly.
He watched as Luan Yining's pale lips opened and closed, seemingly with a slight curve, as she finished saying what had just been interrupted: "Live broadcast, you idiot."
Qi Yan froze. Luan Yining tilted her head and chuckled, pushed him away, shoved her clothes into Qi Yan's arms, and then said, "Don't imitate this," before going into the bathroom.
Qi Yan was left sitting awkwardly in the dark corner of the room, facing the camera lens.
【Forehead……】
【emmm】
【？？？】
"You didn't see anything!" Qi Yan slammed his clothes onto the camera lens.
【Ew~ Getting angry out of embarrassment!】
[Hahahaha]
[A, who was utterly disliked]
Qi Yan frowned as he stared at the mocking comments from viewers in the live stream, his face growing increasingly dark: Jiang! Li!
Jiang Li had already fallen asleep, sprawled out on the 2.5-meter-wide bed, unconsciously scratching her face before continuing to snore.
Qi Yan was filled with impotent rage when, just then, a jarring comment popped into his view: "Luan Yining is just an ordinary beta, why is Qi Yan fawning over him like this?"
It ignited the pent-up anger in Qi Yan's lungs.
"Who says I'm just a regular beta?!"
"So what if you're a beta? Who's average? Professor Luan graduated with his PhD at 25, what about you? Did you even finish compulsory education?"
Seeing the barrage of comments, Qi Yan lifted the camera, the remaining heat on his face turning into anger, and began to fire like a machine gun.
[...]
[id: Come out and get scolded.]
I can see it now; he really has a bad temper.
[You've run into a trap! They were just getting intimate with their wives when they were interrupted, and you're already rushing to offer yourself up!]
[Tsk tsk tsk, serves him right!]
As the bathroom door opened, Qi Yan's voice suddenly dropped: "If you talk badly about my wife again, I'll sue you. Unlike my wife, who's busy with work, I won't sue everyone one by one!"
The person who had just spoken had long since disappeared, and the live stream was filled with netizens who had flocked in to watch the spectacle. The audience who had been listening to him curse for 5 minutes and praise his wife for 20 minutes suddenly became lively when they saw him like this.
No, did your tail get tucked between your legs?
Come on, speak louder, threaten him!
[If you can't stop talking about your wife, who will?]
[Hilarious! Judging by this cowardly look, it must be Professor Luan coming out. Let me see a beauty emerging from her bath!]
Are you still showing me your pecs?
【Oh, my beautiful wife, my wife, my wife, my wife!】
"..." Qi Yan's lips twitched twice, and he angrily slammed the tablet face down on the table.
"Wife, let me dry your hair for you." Qi Yan said, sounding aggrieved.
Luan Yining lifted her eyelids: "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"I'll go in a bit."
His voice was filled with resentment, and his eyes were fixed on the camera.
I call this masterpiece of the century an act of land grabbing.
[Professor Luan's hair is about to catch fire from your blowing.]
Go take a shower, we won't flirt with your wife!
"Okay, go wash up now," Luan Yining said.
"Oh!" Qi Yan silently grabbed two handfuls of Luan Yining's hair, finding that there wasn't a trace of moisture left, and walked into the bathroom dejectedly.
As the evening's live stream drew to a close, Luan Yining glanced at the time; there were about five minutes left.
He picked up the tablet, glanced at the comments. The bathroom wasn't very soundproof, and Qi Yan's voice was quite loud. Luan Yining looked at the comments and then at the camera: "The kid doesn't know any better. He didn't mean to insult you. I'll talk to him."
"Don't bully him."
The originally joyous celebration of Qi Yan's departure, with comments like "wife, wife" and "beauty, beauty" filling the screen, suddenly froze.
[...]
Professor Luan, you—
This sounds strangely familiar.
[...Heavens above, who's really bullying whom? [crying]]
Professor Luan bears half the responsibility for Qi Yan's arrogance.
Professor Luan, open your eyes! He's the one bullying us!
Luan Yining watched the comments scroll by, relieved that there weren't any particularly harsh ones: "Thank you for your understanding, everyone. That's all for today's live stream. See you tomorrow."
I! Do! Not! Understand!
[How did this guy find a wife? Mom, I want one like that too!]
You're dreaming!
After the live stream ended, Luan Yining used her coat to cover the camera and lay down on the bed.
A few minutes later, Qi Yan came out, steaming hot. Seeing that the live stream was over, he jumped onto the bed and buried himself in Luan Yining's arms.
"Wife~"
Luan Yining felt like laughing as he nudged her, so she reached out and grabbed his damp black hair that was sticking out in front of his eyes, then took the hairdryer from the bedside table and dried his hair.
The humming of the hairdryer continued for a while, and the sensation of Luan Yining's fingers gently stroking Qi Yan's scalp sent a slight shiver through his body.
Luan Yining placed her hand on the back of Qi Yan's head and sighed softly, "Qi Yan."
"Mmm," Qi Yan replied reluctantly, his voice muffled.
"Get up, you're too heavy."
Qi Yan pouted and obediently got up.
This time, he was well-behaved for longer than he had expected. Luan Yining stared at him, and this expression was rare for her. In the past, she was more often angry, perhaps with a hint of grievance, but those feelings were ignored when they started arguing.
Luan Yining reached out and cupped Qi Yan's face in her hands.
Qi Yan, having made a fool of himself, muttered resentfully, "Jiang Li tricked me! He said Rong Mo coaxed him like this..."
Luan Yining said, "And then you used this method on me?"
“…Hmm.” Qi Yan lowered his head.
“You don’t have to learn everything.” Luan Yining ruffled his hair, a smile appearing in her eyes: “You ask about the private fun between couples and then use it? Is that appropriate?”
"I know—" Qi Yan started to say, then suddenly looked up, realizing what she meant: "You know?"
"Did you do it very discreetly?"
"..."
Luan Yining asked, puzzled, "Rong Mo made Jiang Li angry, so why do you want to... coax me?"
"I made you angry too."
Luan Yining frowned slightly, looking at Qi Yan with a puzzled expression.
Qi Yan paused, his lips slightly downturned: "You were angry the whole time, before we went on the show..."
Luan Yining was taken aback, then suddenly realized what was happening. The smile on his face slowly faded, and after a long while, he said, "I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Qi Yan was stunned, somewhat at a loss for words: "Wife."
Luan Yining lowered her head and remained silent for a moment: "Can I explain it to you tomorrow?"
Qi Yan nodded subconsciously, observed him for a while, and realized that he didn't want a divorce. His heart slowly calmed down, and he sullenly shrank into the quilt and hugged Luan Yining's waist.
After a long while, he held Luan Yining's hand: "Aren't you really going to touch it?"
Luan Yining patted his abs in the darkness: "I've touched them."
Qi Yan opened his bathrobe and moved closer: "And there are breasts."
Luan Yining half-opened her eyes and reluctantly let him touch her.
Qi Yan was satisfied. After a while, there was a rustling sound from under the covers, and the bathrobe, rolled into a ball, was thrown out.
Qi Yan pressed himself against Luan Yining: "Wife, I can't sleep. Where are you taking me on a date tomorrow?"
"You actually like touching things too, don't you?"
"Wife, are you still interested in my body?"
...
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