Bonus Chapter 5: Bold Ideas
The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, dispelling the ambiguity and anxiety of the night. Xiao Yuan leaned against the headboard; although the waves of his sensitive period hadn't completely subsided, the core restlessness had been effectively calmed by Lu Zhian's soothing and intimacy the previous night.
The company couldn't be left unattended, but it was clearly inappropriate to have Xiao Jin, who was also in a vulnerable period, struggle to keep things going. He hesitated for a moment, then unusually picked up his phone and dialed Gu Yingshen's number.
When the call connected, Gu Yingshen's unique, slightly languid and vacant voice came from the other end, as if he wasn't fully awake yet.
Xiao Yuan succinctly replied, "I need your help with something."
Gu Yingshen completely ignored his comment. Instead, as if he had sensed something, his tone became playful: "Oh, you sound much better." He paused, then slowly added, "How about your designer? Is he alright?"
Xiao Yuan's temple throbbed slightly. He suppressed the urge to hang up the phone or punch someone through the phone line, maintained his composure, and continued to get down to business: "Xiao Jin and I aren't really able to go to the company lately."
Gu Yingshen seemed to chuckle lightly on the other end of the phone. Not caring that he didn't get a response about Lu Zhian, he simply said, "Okay, I understand." Just when Xiao Yuan thought the conversation was over, he added casually, with a somewhat ambiguous meaning, "Take it easy."
Then, before Xiao Yuan could react, the call was abruptly ended.
Xiao Yuan put down his phone. Communicating with someone as intelligent as Gu Yingshen was indeed less tiring, but the other man's tone, as if he knew everything, especially the private matters between him and Lu Zhian, made it difficult for him to feel any goodwill towards him. However, the company's affairs were finally resolved for the time being.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, filling the entire space. Lu Zhian, dressed in loose loungewear, sat in the middle of the sofa, holding a steaming glass of milk. On either side of him…
Xiao Yuan leaned back on the sofa, his head tilted slightly, resting on Lu Zhian's shoulder blade. He closed his eyes, as if he was still relieving the lingering fatigue and discomfort of his sensitive period. However, the cold pheromones around him had calmed down considerably, though they still lingered around Lu Zhian, carrying a silent sense of possession.
On the other side, Xiao Jin was much more direct. He was practically sunk into the sofa, his head resting unceremoniously on Lu Zhian's lap. His hair was a little messy, and his complexion, which had been flushed last night, had returned to normal, leaving only a trace of languor and fragility from a low fever. He didn't seem to be sleeping soundly; if Lu Zhian moved even slightly, he would frown and instinctively press himself closer to the heat source.
Two large "snow leopards," in different postures, trapped Lu Zhian in the center of the sofa, creating a delicate and balanced situation of dependence.
Lu Zhian held a glass of milk in one hand, his other hand free. He first unconsciously ran his fingers through Xiao Jin's black hair on his lap, feeling the temperature under his fingertips had indeed dropped, which put him at ease. Then, he raised his hand and gently patted Xiao Yuan's back, who was leaning against his shoulder, the movement natural.
Xiao Yuan did not open his eyes, but let out a low, comfortable hum from his throat.
When Xiao Jin's fingertips touched his hair, he was like a cat being stroked; his tense body lines softened a bit, and he even unconsciously rubbed against his leg.
Lu Zhian looked down at Xiao Jin on his lap, then turned to look at Xiao Yuan on his shoulder, his thoughts beginning to wander.
Although their expressions differed, their need for him, their longing for his presence and comfort, were identical. Given the current situation, if their periods of heightened sensitivity coincided, or if they both intensely needed him… could he really handle it alone?
This idea made his ears slightly flush.
Anyway... I probably won't die.
Try it...
Let's see where his limits are.
Let's see how many of their desires he can bear at once.
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