Zhou Rui wanted to say something to He Muchen, but when he turned his head and saw He Muchen close to him, he saw the sweat on his neck slowly sliding down to his chest.
Zhou Rui's ears were burning hot. He slowly took a deep breath to calm himself down.
But her mind was still racing: Honey, how can you be so tempting? Ah! Who could resist!
Looking at Zhou Rui's ears, which were bright red, He Muchen deliberately rubbed his burning ears and said gently, "They're still quite hot to the touch."
At that moment, Zhou Rui's ears seemed to be electrified, and he screamed.
Hearing Zhou Rui's scream, He Muchen rubbed his ears even more excitedly: "My hands are cold, warm them up for me."
Zhou Rui lowered his head shyly and did not resist, letting He Muchen touch his ears. Although it was very itchy, he still endured it and stood there obediently without moving, letting He Muchen touch them.
Zhou Rui thought to herself: So my husband is using me as a hand warmer, but it's my luck to be his hand warmer.
If he could, he would want to be his hand warmer for the rest of his life.
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who was motionless, letting him touch his ears, and felt a surge of joy in his heart: How could he be so cute! He really wanted to take him home and hide him away.
If I kiss him right now, will he just stand there and not move?
The entire dance studio was filled with their ambiguous atmosphere. Just as He Muchen was about to lower his head to kiss Zhou Rui's burning ear...
The door to the dance studio was pushed open, and He Muchen's older sister, He Zitong, walked in. Seeing her younger brother looking like he was about to devour a little white rabbit, she couldn't help but cough lightly because her throat was itchy.
Cough cough...
Upon hearing the soft cough, Zhou Rui looked up and saw a short-haired woman with a heroic appearance and a resemblance between her eyebrows and He Muchen.
The woman slowly walked towards them. Zhou Rui was intimidated by the woman's powerful aura and immediately dodged He Muchen, standing obediently an arm's length away from him.
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who had just been standing obediently beside him and teasing him, and wondered why he was now avoiding him like the plague.
Is he so afraid that others will find out about our intimate relationship?
He Muchen's face clearly showed his displeasure.
"Xiao Chenchen, I checked your schedule. You're going to G City tomorrow, and I can't go. Remember to bring back some Zhouji pastries for your sister-in-law; she's feeling nauseous and wants some."
She then deliberately patted He Muchen on the shoulder and whispered in his ear:
"Take it easy, you brat, don't scare the little rabbit away."
He Muchen was already grumpy, and now he was even more annoyed. "I haven't even done anything yet! You scared my little bunny away the moment you arrived."
He Zitong wasn't surprised by her brother's behavior towards Zhou Rui because when her brother was 13, the family had joked about him.
In front of his family, he made a startling statement: if he had a choice, he would rather marry a man.
At first, his family thought he was just talking nonsense because he had been abroad for a long time, so they didn't take it too seriously.
After observing him for so many years, I haven't seen He Muchen have any female friends. Apart from his manager being a woman, I don't think I've ever seen him interact with any other women.
Over the years, He Muchen has never been in a relationship, let alone with a woman, she has never even met a man.
She once suspected that her brother's problem wasn't sexual orientation, but rather physical incompetence.
He Zitong looked at Zhou Rui, who looked like a little white rabbit, and sighed: This little white rabbit is good-looking. It's strange that it makes people want to eat him. No wonder my younger brother has feelings for him.
He Zitong walked up to Zhou Rui, looked at him affectionately, and carefully observed him with the eyes one would use to look at a sister-in-law. Zhou Rui felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, but dared not say anything.
He Zitong unconsciously reached out and pinched Zhou Rui's chubby cheeks: "This little face is quite tender."
He Muchen said with an unhappy expression, "Sis, let go of my hand, or you'll ruin my face."
He Zitong released Zhou Rui's hand and teased, "Oh, I think it's not that you're afraid I'll hurt you, but... look at you guarding your food like that, I'm not going to eat your little white rabbit."
Zhou Rui blushed, her big, blinking eyes looking at them curiously: What do they mean? Does it mean I'm a little white rabbit, and my husband's little white rabbit?
Looking into Zhou Rui's large, watery, and affectionate eyes, He Zitong felt a little embarrassed; those eyes really were captivating.
No wonder his brother felt like he was possessed by a hungry wolf when he saw him. But seeing his brother standing next to this little white rabbit, it's actually quite endearing.
Seeing his sister staring at them with a lovesick expression, He Muchen knew that his sister was shipping couples again.
"Sis, is there anything else? No, we're going back to the apartment later."
"Ah! It's okay, you two live together?" He Zitong looked at him with eyes full of pink hearts.
"He is our living assistant, so of course he has to live with us."
He Zitong, looking like a shipper, joked, "Oh, a personal assistant! You two seem quite suitable for a life together."
He Muchen couldn't stand his sister's behavior any longer, so he dragged Zhou Rui out of the dance studio without saying goodbye.
After leaving the dance studio, He Muchen hurriedly explained to Zhou Rui, afraid that seeing his sister like this would give Zhou Rui a bad impression of him:
"My sister is a bit of a dreamer, please don't mind her, she's not usually like this."
Zhou Rui was still reeling from her husband's sister's words: "Look at you, so possessive of your food. I'm not going to eat your little white rabbit."
Lost in her own world, she didn't hear what He Muchen was saying to her at all.
He Muchen looked at the stunned Zhou Rui, who seemed genuinely frightened. He was already a bit slow-witted; this shock would probably make him even more mentally unstable.
It's all my older sister's fault. I should tell her to stay away from Zhou Rui from now on.
He Muchen held Zhou Rui's hand the whole time, afraid that something might happen to the terrified Zhou Rui.
Holding Zhou Rui's hand, she led him to his office area. Zhou Rui's colleagues were stunned to see them and took photos to commemorate this wonderful moment.
When Zhou Rui was pulled back to his workstation, he was still in a daze and didn't notice his colleagues taking pictures of them, because he was still thinking about that question.
"Take your phone and let's go." He Muchen affectionately rubbed Zhou Rui's head.
Everyone in the office held their breath, pretending to make calls or send messages.
Xu Meng, standing to the side, gaped in surprise, gave Zhou Rui a thumbs up, and looked at him with admiration.
Zhou Rui held his phone, which was charging, and glanced at Xu Meng beside him with a puzzled look.
He Muchen watched Zhou Rui pick up his phone, then pulled him out of the company.
He Muchen made no secret of his feelings for Zhou Rui; he had truly fallen in love with Zhou Rui at first sight and never missed an opportunity to get close to him.
All his actions were telling others that Zhou Rui wouldn't allow them to get close; he was mine.
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