Chapter 26 Seducing the Cold Dormitory Head - Living Together Extra
The sky was getting slightly brighter, and the sunlight outside shone in through the gaps in the curtains and fell on Li Ziyan's face.
He reached out and felt around, but instead of feeling the familiar, comforting warmth of skin, he felt something fluffy. He lifted the covers and saw a ragdoll cat lying on his chest, its long tail beside him.
Sitting up straight in bed, revealing her upper body covered in many erotic red marks, Li Ziyan rubbed his eyes, curled his swollen lips slightly, and lovingly stroked the ragdoll cat's fur. Amidst the cat's comfortable meows, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up.
A faint fragrance came from the kitchen. Li Ziyan, wearing a white shirt that was one size larger than himself, walked into the kitchen with his long legs bare.
A tall figure was standing in front of the stove, shirtless, with red scratches on his back, symbolizing last night's passionate lovemaking.
Li Ziyan walked lightly, walked forward, hugged Han Shuo's waist, and rested his head on Han Shuo's back and rubbed it gently.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Han Shuo was making boat porridge. It was almost done, so he turned the stove to low heat, covered it, and simmered it. He turned around and reached out to hug Li Ziyan. "Are you tired? Does your stomach hurt?"
Warm palms gently massaged her lower abdomen. Li Ziyan shook her head and looked up at Han Shuo. There was a hint of pink in the corners of her eyes, as if she wanted Han Shuo to hug her but did not ask. She just looked at him with watery eyes, as if she wanted to say something but was hesitant.
However, the person standing opposite him had already seen through his thoughts. He waved his long arm and picked up Li Ziyan horizontally, and walked into the living room together.
The ragdoll cat that was originally lying on the bed also staggered down at this time, walked gracefully to the sofa, jumped up, rubbed Li Ziyan's exposed fingers, and then climbed into Li Ziyan's arms, found a comfortable place, leaned there and stopped moving.
"He knows how to find a place to rest." Han Shuo's tone was filled with dissatisfaction and helplessness. He stretched out his finger and tapped the Ragdoll cat's forehead, earning a disapproving cry from the Ragdoll cat. "That spot should be mine."
"Why didn't I realize you were so childish before?" Li Ziyan held Han Shuo's hand and rested his head on his shoulder. There was a smile in his tone, but his voice was a little hoarse. "The cat is so cute, why don't you let him lie down for a while?"
"I was afraid you'd get tired." Han Shuo lifted his arms vigorously, making Li Ziyan fit more snugly in his embrace. Then he rested his chin on Li Ziyan's forehead and placed a few kisses on it. "I went a little too far last night. Luckily, you weren't hurt."
Yesterday was their third anniversary. Over the past three years, Han Shuo had meticulously cared for Li Ziyan, gradually improving himself, from a homebody in the beginning to a stay-at-home husband now. He'd gotten to know Li Ziyan's preferences, and then, bit by bit, learned to cook the things he loved.
What's more, Han Shuo's blatant favoritism and double standards would make it difficult for even a god to remain unmoved, let alone Li Ziyan who was feeling all this by his side.
Therefore, Li Ziyan carefully prepared a anniversary party to thank Han Shuo and to celebrate the long time they had been together.
When the love is deep and the time is right, everything has reached its most intense point. Everything is out of control. The dry wood and raging fire are burning in the room, burning Li Ziyan, the little camellia, to ashes and squeezing out the last bit of juice.
When Li Ziyan closed his eyes in a daze, the sky outside was a little bright, and his clothes were scattered all over the ground, and the lingering fragrance that had not yet completely faded brought him into a dream.
"Luckily, I've slept all morning..." Li Ziyan stroked the cat's fur in his arms, tapped its wet nose, and then picked up its two paws and rubbed its soft, floury pads. "By the way, Brother Shuo, have you fed it the milk cake?"
Naigao is the name of the ragdoll cat. In the second year after the two moved into the apartment, Li Ziyan fell in love with this cat at first sight in the cattery. He kissed and hugged Han Shuo, acted coquettishly and begged him, and finally brought this little prince home.
"I've fed him, he won't starve. I just want to feed you now." The words had a double meaning, and even Li Ziyan, who was already quite old at heart, felt a little embarrassed. There was a little red on his ears, and he smiled with his lips pursed, looking like a well-behaved boy.
Han Shuo sat on the sofa, holding Li Ziyan in his arms, gently stroking his hair and long legs, and gently massaging his waist. Boat porridge bubbled softly in the casserole in the kitchen, emitting a delicious steam and aroma. The two of them and their cat nestled in this apartment, yet there was no apathy at all, instead, it was filled with warmth and tenderness.
After checking the time, Han Shuo carried Li Ziyan to the dining table, went to the kitchen, prepared the boat porridge and side dishes, and placed them on the dining table. He then went back to Li Ziyan's seat, picked him up, and let him sit in his arms.
When he was little, probably only in his cradle, did Li Ziyan have the privilege of being held in someone's arms while eating. He never expected that now that he is in his twenties, he can still be held in someone's arms and pampered.
"Don't move, eat slowly."
Han Shuo still had the same cold and aloof personality as before. However, the look in his eyes towards Li Ziyan was always filled with ardent love. Just like now, watching Li Ziyan open her red and tender little mouthful and swallow the porridge he fed her mouthful by mouthful, he felt a special sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.
"You don't want to eat?"
"Did I just say I'd feed you? Haha, I'll eat after you've finished." Han Shuo lowered his head and kissed Li Ziyan's lips, sucking the grain of rice and the faint moisture on them into his mouth. Then he touched the other's red earlobe, "Be good."
After dinner, the dishwasher washed the dishes, and Han Shuo had Li Ziyan change into a comfortable, soft set of home clothes to prevent her from catching a cold. There was a height difference between them, but a shirt made a big difference. Han Shuo's shirt barely covered half of Li Ziyan's hips, which was indeed tempting, but Han Shuo couldn't bear to see his precious child get sick, and he was also afraid he wouldn't be able to resist the temptation.
Both of them were about to enter their senior year. Li Ziyan was an accounting major, and Han Shuo was a finance major. Their knowledge overlapped considerably. When school started again, they would also need to prepare for internships and graduation theses, so they were already preparing for both now.
After tidying up the room and playing with the cat, the two of them went into the study, one after the other, and sat side by side at the desk, looking at the words on the computer, their bare shoulders pressed together, the affection in their eyes and the smile on their lips, just like before.
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