Chapter 75 "Be good...can you?"
Zhou Ai suddenly sat up straight, breathing heavily. The hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, and a few strands were unruly hanging on his brow bone.
As he stood up, the silk blanket that originally covered his back slid down obediently, along his taut spine, and finally piled up at his thin waist, outlining the powerful lines of his back.
He leaned over, his warm, moist breath of desire spraying all over Chu Yi's sensitive ears and neck. His voice was hoarse, as if he was trying hard to restrain something:
"Be good...can you?"
Chu Yi lay there, his chest heaving rapidly and his breathing disordered.
There was a touching red at the corners of his eyes, and his tears were mixed with the sparkling wet marks left at the corners of his mouth during the struggle just now. He looked like a white petal wet by dew.
Wet.
Hearing Zhou Ai stopping to ask at this time, he didn't know whether to be embarrassed or annoyed. He glanced at Zhou Ai and raised his foot to kick Zhou Ai's sweaty chest lightly, without much strength.
The slender white ankles are so soft even when they kick people.
But before he could retract his kicking foot, Zhou Ai grabbed his ankle precisely.
Zhou Ai's palm was burning hot, tightly wrapping around the slightly cool and delicate skin.
He lowered his head and placed his lips on Chu Yi's slightly raised, delicate kneecap.
He loosened his grip on Chu Yi's ankle and instead grabbed the back of his head. He leaned over again and kissed him hard, deepening the kiss to an almost predatory level.
At the same time, the other hand reached out eagerly to the drawer of the bedside table, rummaging around in a somewhat frantic manner.
The rustling sound of plastic packaging being turned over seemed particularly clear amidst the rapid breathing and the sound of water rubbing against lips and teeth.
Finally found it.
Zhou Ai stood up, pinched the edge of the square package with one hand, and tore it open with his teeth.
The biting action was carried out with a wild impatience, but his eyes were always fixed on Chu Yi, whose eyes were watery and trembling slightly.
The next second, he leaned over.
The slightly cool quilt was suddenly lifted up and then fell down, completely covering the entangled figures of the two people, and also hiding all the embarrassing sounds and the extreme scenery.
Only the undulating outline of the quilt and the occasional whimper that leaked out, becoming even more sticky and unbearable after being filtered through the fabric, revealed how turbulent the waves beneath were.
The early morning sunlight slowly shone through the gaps in the curtains, giving the dust in the room a furry golden edge.
Zhou Ai has been awake for an hour.
The heating in the room was turned on very high. He only casually put on a pair of loose cashmere casual pants, with his upper body bare. His strong waist and smooth muscle lines appeared particularly clear under the warm light.
He was holding a glass of water in his hand, leaning against the door frame of the bedroom, his eyes glued to the person who was still sleeping soundly on the bed.
The silk quilt slid down to Chu Yi's waist. The early morning sunlight just happened to slant in from the balcony. From Zhou Ai's perspective, he could clearly see his thin and fair back.
Starting from the back of the slender neck, winding all the way down to the deep waist, it is covered with deep and shallow crimson marks.
——These were all his “masterpieces” left behind last night.
These marks were imprinted on Chu Yi's overly fair skin, presenting a thrilling contrast.
Zhou Ai's Adam's apple moved slightly as he tilted his head back and drank the last sip of warm water in the glass. The glass was casually placed on the chest of drawers beside him, making a slight "knock" sound.
Bare feet on the soft shag carpet, he silently approached the bed like a big cat, kneeling on one knee on the carpet and leaning against the edge of the bed.
He stretched out his hand and gently used his fingertips to push aside the soft black hair scattered on Chu Yi's forehead, completely revealing the face that seemed defenseless at the moment because of his deep sleep.
A kiss with the fresh breath of morning lightly landed on the corner of Chu Yi's mouth.
In a daze, Chu Yi's consciousness was awakened by this gentle touch.
His long, slightly curled eyelashes trembled slightly a few times, and he heard Zhou Ai's deep, sexy voice, as if polished by sandpaper, ringing out from a very close distance, with an unbreakable tenderness:
"Be good."
Irregular heartbeat.
He moved slightly, wanting to respond, but instantly felt as if his whole body was being torn apart and reassembled.
Chu Yi wrinkled his nose, too lazy to even open his eyes. He raised his weak left hand and slapped the person next to him in the face with a light touch.
Zhou Ai chuckled softly, and instead of dodging, he moved his face closer and took the weak "slap" hard.
When the slightly cool palm touched the side of his face, he reached out and firmly grasped the hand that intended to "commit a crime", wrapped it in his warm and slightly scalding palm, then pulled it to his lips, kissing it over and over again from the fingertips to the palm.
"What time is it?"
Chu Yi still had his eyes closed, half of his face buried in the fluffy pillow, and asked in a muffled voice, his voice heavy with sleepiness and hoarseness from indulgence.
Zhou Ai's eyes lingered on the pink tips of his ears and the ambiguous marks on his neck. She raised the corners of her mouth contentedly and answered confidently, "I don't know."
The sunlight outside the window was a bit dazzling. Chu Yi closed his eyes uncomfortably, then squinted slightly and said softly, "I'm a little hungry."
Zhou Ai immediately noticed this small detail and moved to block the sunlight behind him.
The light was blocked, and Chu Yi slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the handsome face so close to him and gently pulled his hand free from Zhou Ai's grip.
The slender white index finger stretched out, with a hint of laziness and inexplicable caution from just waking up.
The fingertips first landed on Zhou Ai's forehead, then slowly moved down, slid across the high bridge of the nose, passed the tip of the nose, and finally stopped on the pair of lips that always had a smile on them.
The tip of his index finger was slightly cool, and he touched Zhou Ai's slightly hot lips lightly and subtly.
Zhou Ai heard Chu Yi's low, hoarse voice, characteristic of those who indulged in lust, and asked the question directly:
"When was it prepared?"
——Referring to the things in the bedside table that come in handy.
Zhou Ai lowered her head and curled her lips, her earlobes uncontrollably flushed, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.
Far from feeling embarrassed, he leaned even closer, almost touching Chu Yi's nose, and confessed shamelessly and with a hint of pride in his low voice:
"The second day after moving in."
Before he finished speaking——
“Bang!”
A crisp and slight sound was particularly clear in the quiet room.
As expected, he received a sweet and fragrant slap from his wife, which landed accurately on his arm.
Zhou Ai laughed softly. He grabbed the "vicious" hand again, held it tightly in his palm, brought it to his lips and kissed it again. He looked at Chu Yi with burning eyes as his cheeks flushed and he tried to bury his face in the pillow.
"I'm hungry..."
He deliberately prolonged his tone and looked at Chu Yi meaningfully, "Do you want to eat something else first... or should I go cook for you, huh?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Yi gave Zhou Ai a cold look and was too lazy to pay attention to his "improper" behavior at any time and anywhere.
She reached out and pulled up the silk quilt that had slipped off her body, wrapping herself tightly again.
Only a tired and handsome face was revealed, and then he waved his hand as if to send away a little eunuch, and a muffled voice came out from under the quilt.
"Go away, I'm going to bed."
Chu Yi was so busy last night that he didn't get much sleep for several hours. He just felt hungry and sleepy now, but the hunger was bearable. He had to take a nap.
Zhou Ai was amused by his cute appearance and leaned over to give him a loud kiss on the forehead. "Well, Your Majesty, please wait a moment. I will go and prepare the imperial meal for you."
After saying that, he carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for Chu Yi and pulled the curtains tighter to ensure that no light could disturb his sleep.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chu Yi, in a daze, heard the sound of Zhou Ai tiptoeing out of the door and the slight sound of a door closing.
He thought vaguely, "Finally, I'm at peace," and then fell deeper into sleep.
When I woke up again, I was awakened by a gentle touch.
Chu Yi half-closed his eyes, and his blurry vision gradually focused. He saw Zhou Ai half-kneeling beside the bed, holding a warm white towel in his hand, wiping his fingers one by one very carefully.
The light outside the window seemed brighter, casting a soft halo around him.
"Awake?" Zhou Ai noticed his movement and immediately came over, rubbing his nose affectionately with hers.
Chu Yi had just woken up, his voice still a little soft and a little dependent, "Where have you been?"
Zhou Ai carefully wiped his last two fingers, then stood up and said slowly, "I'm going to find food for the kitten at home."
After taking the used towel to the bathroom to dry and carefully washing his hands again, Zhou Ai returned to the bedside, half-knelt beside Chu Yi, looked up at him, and asked softly, "Where do you want to eat?"
Chu Yi rubbed his eyes and finally woke up. He raised his hand and ordered with a bit of laziness as if he had just woken up: "Help me get some clothes."
After putting on comfortable home clothes, Chu Yi was just about to get out of bed when Zhou Ai leaned over very naturally, put his arms through his knees and back, and with a little force, picked him up face to face.
Chu Yi subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
"Hello!"
This overly intimate posture made Chu Yi's ears feel slightly hot.
"That's fast."
Zhou Ai smiled righteously, holding him steadily, and walked to the living room in a few steps.
Zhou Ai carefully placed Chu Yi on the soft sofa, then took a pillow and carefully placed it behind his waist.
Chu Yi looked at his overly serious attitude and couldn't help laughing: "I'm not pregnant, is it really that serious?"
Zhou Ai knelt on one knee on the carpet in front of the sofa, looking up at him with sparkling eyes, a little smirk and incomparable seriousness: "I am happy to serve you like this...but,"
He paused deliberately and lowered his voice, "If I get pregnant, I might have to work harder."
“…”
As expected, Chu Yi raised her foot in shame and anger and kicked him in the thigh with a neither light nor heavy kick.
Zhou Ai was hit, but he laughed even more heartily, and took advantage of the situation to grab the foot that kicked him, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I will go and prepare the meal. It will be all your favorite food."
Refreshing shredded chicken congee, crystal shrimp dumplings and a few exquisite side dishes were soon placed on the table. The aroma of the food filled the air, bringing warmth and comfort.
"Did you drive to buy this porridge?" Chu Yi looked at the familiar logo on the packaging bag and was a little surprised.
It is the most famous century-old porridge shop in Beijing. There is always a long queue and it is not close to here.
"If your Majesty wants to eat, I must do it myself." Zhou Ai raised his eyebrows and smiled somewhat proudly, as if he had accomplished an extraordinary task.
He scooped up another spoonful of porridge that he had blown on to warm it, and passed it to Chu Yi's mouth, "Hurry, eat it while it's hot. Their signature shredded chicken and scallop porridge is the most delicious."
Chu Yi opened his mouth obediently. The porridge was indeed fragrant, smooth and soft, and the warmth comforted his empty stomach.
But he was still feeling tired. After the hunger he had just felt, his appetite was not very good. He reluctantly ate a few bites, then shook his head and turned his face to the side, indicating that he didn't want to eat anymore.
"Eat a little more, dear. You...exerted a lot of energy last night." Zhou Ai coaxed softly and pushed the spoon forward again.
Chu Yi frowned, a little grumpy, and raised her hand to gently push his wrist away: "I really can't eat anymore."
The two of them were in a stalemate for a moment, one coaxing him patiently and the other shaking his head in refusal.
In the end, Zhou Ai saw that Chu Yi really had no appetite, sighed indulgently, and stopped forcing him.
He withdrew his hand and quickly ate the remaining half bowl of porridge and a few side dishes with the spoon and bowl used by Chu Yi.
Zhou Ai got up and took the dishes to the kitchen, washed his hands, but did not return immediately. Instead, he turned and went to the entrance. When he came back, he was holding a small and exquisite paper box.
He walked up to Chu Yi and opened the box. Inside was a cute strawberry cream cake.
Chu Yi's originally gloomy expression instantly brightened up. His eyes seemed to be filled with stars as he stared at the small cake eagerly. His voice was filled with joyful sweetness: "Zhou Zhou, you are so kind!"
He had just vaguely thought of this sweet thing, but he didn't expect Zhou Ai to actually guess it and buy it back specially.
Zhou Ai looked at his instantly ignited expression, and her heart softened. She gently scratched the tip of his nose with her finger, and her tone was full of indulgence: "I knew you had to use this to coax him. It's okay if you can't eat the porridge, but you must eat some of this, otherwise your blood sugar will be low."
He cut off a small piece of cake with a whole strawberry on it and handed it to Chu Yi, watching him eat it in small bites like a satisfied kitten, not even noticing that there was some cream on the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Ai smiled and leaned over, wiped off the cream with her fingertips, and then sucked her fingertips very naturally.
"Is it sweet?" Chu Yi looked up and asked him with curved eyes.
Zhou Ai's deep gaze fell on his lips moistened by cream, and he chuckled meaningfully:
"Not as sweet as you."
Chu Yi rolled his eyes at him and didn't say anything, eating the cake in small bites.
On the other side, Zhou Ai, with one hand on his chin, tilted his head to look at Chu Yi eating cake with cream on the corner of his mouth. His eyes were so gentle that water could drip out of them.
He took out a tissue, but instead of helping him wipe it directly, he gently touched Chu Yi's lips: "Eat slowly, little cat."
Chu Yi narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, like a cat whose fur had been stroked.
He scooped a spoonful of strawberry cake and suddenly handed it to Zhou Ai's mouth: "You eat too."
Zhou Ai was stunned for a moment, raised his eyebrows with a smile, opened his mouth and ate the cake with Chu Yi's spoon.
"Oh, right," Zhou Ai seemed to suddenly remember something, and stood up to take out a thermos cup from another bag in the entrance hall. "I also brought you their red date and longan tea, which is warming and nourishing."
He unscrewed the lid of the cup, and a warm aroma with the fragrance of dates filled the air. "Drink some of this to warm your stomach."
Chu Yi took the thermos cup. The temperature from his fingertips was just right. He lowered his head and took a small sip. It was sweet but not greasy. The warmth flowed from his throat all the way to his stomach, and he felt much more comfortable.
Chu Yi put down the cup and said softly, "How come you are so nice?"
Zhou Ai was packing up the cake boxes. Hearing this, she turned around and met Chu Yi's clear eyes.
He walked back to the sofa, knelt on one knee on the carpet, looked Chu Yi in the eye, and reached out to gently pinch his cheek:
"Because it's you."
"Only for you do I want to take care of every detail and do everything myself."
Zhou Ai stroked Chu Yi's cheek with her thumb, her eyes focused. "Seeing that you haven't been eating or sleeping well, I'm more tired than after ten concerts."
Chu Yi couldn't help but laugh, and the little emotion caused by fatigue in his heart had long since disappeared.
He leaned over and pressed a kiss with the sweet scent of strawberry on Zhou Ai's lips.
"Alright," Zhou Ai accepted the kiss, the smile in her eyes deepening. "We've eaten the cake and drank the tea. Do you want to rest for a while? Or should I carry you to the sofa to watch TV?"
Chu Yi shook his head. Although his body was still lazy, he felt much better.
He checked the time and asked, "Don't you have work today?"
"I have a magazine shoot the day after tomorrow, so it's still early." Zhou Ai replied, "My main task today is to accompany my family and rest up."
As he spoke, he picked up Chu Yi and the blanket together, walked to the lounge chair by the floor-to-ceiling window, and carefully put him down.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, its warmth warming his body. Zhou Ai adjusted the angle of the recliner so that Chu Yi could lie half-reclining comfortably, enjoying the sun without being blinded.
"What about you?" Chu Yi watched him busying around.
"I'll stay here with you." Zhou Ai pulled a chair over and sat down leisurely. "You watch yours, and I watch mine. When you've recovered, we'll think about what to eat for lunch."
Looking at Zhou Ai who was replying to messages seriously beside him, his profile looked particularly profound under the light.
Chu Yi quietly stretched out her fingers and hooked them around his fingers that were resting on the edge of the chair.
Zhou Ai paused, then turned around and held his hand tightly, interlocking their fingers.
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