Chapter 88 is about to be posted.
This was the first time Fu Yanle had ever been so engrossed in the comments section. Unfortunately, the comments were scrolling by too quickly for him to keep up with. He could only pick out comments that mentioned Yu Jingchen to reply to, in order to achieve his goal of praising Yu Jingchen.
Xiao Fu is always beautiful: [Baby, your compliments are too much! Throw away your filters, okay!]
Fu Yanle frowned, just about to send out a long post to launch another attack, when someone else appeared to give their own account.
I'm not a jerk replying to this comment: [No filter. Her boyfriend is truly exceptional. Someone must have kowtowed a hundred times to me in their past life to have met his partner in this one.]
Fu Yanle replied with a cold laugh: 【Ah, right, right, you're imagining me kowtowing at your grave.】
Wanwan replied to this comment: [No filter +1. Everyone just needs to remember: They're a match made in heaven! (spinning around)]
Fu Yanle replied gently: [(pats head)]
"Clatter".
The bedroom door was gently pushed open.
Fu Yanle immediately sprang out of bed, climbed to the foot of the bed, leaned to the side, and spread his arms to make a big heart shape.
Yu Jingchen entered the inner room and was immediately struck by Fu Yanle's presence. He stopped three steps away from Fu Yanle, bent down, and tilted his head to look at him.
Their eyes met, and they both laughed at the same time.
"Catch me!"
Fu Yanle stood up, then staggered and fell to the ground. Yu Jingchen quickly opened his arms and caught Fu Yanle steadily.
“You’ve arrived just in time for lunch.” Fu Yanle kissed Yu Jingchen’s nose. “I was saying that if you didn’t come back in another half hour, I would eat by myself and then make you some desserts to bring to your company this afternoon.”
Yu Jingchen weighed him in his hand. "So, was it right or wrong of me to come back?"
"Of course! I can only eat well when you're with me. I'm your boyfriend's precious boy!" Fu Yanle wrapped her legs around Yu Jingchen's waist. "Carry me downstairs to eat. I want to be close to you!"
Yu Jingchen paused for a moment, then asked, "Really?"
"What do you mean, 'really' or 'fake'? Why would you ask that? You don't want to hug me, do you?" Fu Yanle frowned, rubbing against Yu Jingchen's neck like a puppy. "You have to hug me! You have to hug me! I'm a part of you now. If you don't want to hug me, then go ahead and chop me off with a kitchen knife!"
Yu Jingchen felt ticklish from his neck to his whole body from being rubbed by him, so he quickly reached out and pressed down on the head that was rubbing against him, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll hug you if you want, but remember, this is what you asked for."
"Huh?" Fu Yanle scratched his head with one hand. "Yeah, I asked for it. What's wrong with that?"
"It's nothing, just remember it." Yu Jingchen tilted his head and kissed Fu Yanle's cheek before turning and walking towards the door.
Fu Yanle hugged his neck, "You don't know, I just officially announced it on Weibo, so everyone will know that Chen-ge is my boyfriend now. I also showered you with compliments, enough to fill a PowerPoint presentation! I also posted several photos of us together, but none of them showed your face. However, if you put all these photos together, you can get a faceless Chen-ge that's 90% complete!"
"You've really thought this through. Thank you for your hard work, Lele." Yu Jingchen closed the bedroom door behind him and walked downstairs.
"That's right, you have no idea how difficult it is to find a few photos from so many that don't show faces and only display unique body parts. And some comments even say I have a filter on you, is that a filter? My boyfriend is the coolest, that's an objective fact. If you want to add a filter, then it should be said like this." Fu Yanle proudly raised his chin, exuding a familiar, slightly childish aura—
"My boyfriend is the most handsome man in the universe, the most handsome man in the galaxy, even Mars would crash into Earth when it sees him, and the sun would have to turn around and revolve around Earth!"
“Pfft.”
Fu Yanle lowered his head and pinched Yu Jingchen's cheek in dissatisfaction. "What are you laughing at? Are you that insecure? We need to be confident men, you know!"
“Pfft.”
"Huh?" Fu Yanle looked at Yu Jingchen's slightly complicated expression and suddenly became alarmed. "Your mouth didn't move! How did you laugh? Have you been practicing ventriloquism behind my back?"
Yu Jingchen coughed softly.
A crisp, childlike, and lingering "plop" reached Fu Yanle's ears from behind.
Fu Yanle paused for a moment, then immediately regained his senses: Huh? That's a child's voice!
The only child who could come here was Yan Zhihuai. Fu Yanle breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, he was just a child.
He gave a kind and polite smile, turned his head and waved, "Good afternoon—"
The people standing in the living room all smiled at the same time.
“…Ugh.” Fu Yanle stiffly turned her head, buried her head in Yu Jingchen’s shoulder, and whispered, “Put me down, or let me die, choose one.”
Yu Jingchen asked in a low voice, "Weren't you going to be all lovey-dovey? Why are you coming down again?"
"You did this on purpose!" Fu Yanle's teeth chattered as he condemned, "You just wanted to see me embarrass myself, how could you be so vicious?"
Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow. "I have something even more vicious to say." After saying that, he reached out and pressed down on Fu Yanle's leg, which was trying to put down, and hugged him even tighter before heading downstairs.
Fu Yanle burst into silent sobs, ignoring the gazes of the people downstairs, and bit Yu Jingchen's nape, stabbing him hard twice with her teeth.
Scheming man, big-skinned swallow!
Yu Jingchen carried Fu Yanle downstairs and said to the group, "Lele and I are used to being close, please excuse us."
"Don't laugh, don't laugh," Yan Zhihuai said maturely. "Young couples should be sweet and affectionate like this, isn't that wonderful!"
Feeling Yu Jingchen loosen his grip, Fu Yanle immediately jumped to the ground, turned around, and revealed a well-behaved and natural smile.
“Exactly, exactly. I was worried that you were cold-hearted and wouldn’t be caring, but it seems I was overthinking it.” A woman in a white coat stood up from the sofa and smiled at Fu Yanle. “Our Jingchen is a completely different person when it comes to love.”
Yu Jingchen patted Fu Yanle on the back of the head and said, "This is your aunt."
"Hello, Auntie." Fu Yanle nodded immediately. "I didn't know you were coming, Auntie. I was so rude of me."
Qi Subai was gentle-looking and spoke softly. "Do whatever you want in your own home. What's wrong with that?" She took a small bag from Yan Zhaoming and handed it to Fu Yanle.
"This is a small rose-infused scented ball that my mother made. It's delicate and compact, perfect for hanging by the bedside or carrying around. The fragrance inside is something I blended; it's very subtle and soothing," Qi Subai said. "My mother is getting old and has difficulty walking, so she asked me to give you her regards."
Fu Yanle quickly accepted the gifts with both hands, smiling as she said, "Thank you, Auntie, thank you, Grandma. If it's convenient, Chen-ge and I will visit Grandma together after the New Year."
“Of course it’s convenient.” Qi Subai smiled, her eyes crinkling. “She’ll be so happy to see you.”
Yan Zhaoming said, "I heard from Jingchen that you also enjoy drinking a little wine, so I catered to your taste and selected several wines that suit your palate, and had the servants move them to the wine cellar."
"Thank you, Uncle." Fu Yanle glanced at Yu Jingchen. "I will definitely finish the wine since it's a gift from you, Uncle."
Yu Jingchen moved his hand slightly down from behind Fu Yanle's head and pressed down on his neck threateningly. "Who are you implying?"
"No," Fu Yanle immediately retorted, reaching out to pinch Yan Zhihuai's cheek. "Zhihuai, my darling, did you come empty-handed?"
"Of course not." Yan Zhihuai took out a pink envelope from his jacket pocket. "I asked Ruan Ruan to write a letter of blessing to my two older brothers."
Fu Yanle: Hmm?
Yan Zhihuai opened the envelope himself, stepped to the side, cleared his throat solemnly, and read aloud seriously: "Greetings, brothers. I am Ruan Ruan, a good friend of Yan Zhihuai. I heard from Yan Zhihuai that you two are currently in a relationship. On behalf of myself and Yan Zhihuai, I sincerely wish you both peace, prosperity, harmony, and happiness. If you two are going to Chuncheng, please let Yan Zhihuai let me know, and I can use my pocket money to show you some hospitality. Finally, I wish you both a Happy New Year. Signed: Ruan Ruan, a good friend of Yan Zhihuai."
After reading it aloud, Yan Zhihuai said shyly, "Ruanruan is only in first grade this year, so her writing is not very good. Please don't mind, older brothers."
Fu Yanle: Hello/You're so flirtatious.
“There are six ‘Yan Zhi Huai’ in about a hundred characters, and it appears once in every sentence.” Fu Yanle smiled knowingly. “Zhi Zhi, you’re quite promising.”
“‘Promising’ is one of the symbolic words of our family,” Yan Zhihuai said modestly. “There’s no way around it, my name has naturally been engraved into Ruan Ruan’s soul.”
Yan Zhaoming ruthlessly exposed her, "I think you're just using your two older brothers to coax that girl, aren't you?"
"Oh?" Qi Subai said with a smile, "So your two older brothers are just your tools?"
“How could that be!” Yan Zhihuai said seriously, “Mom and Dad, please don’t try to sow discord in front of me. I’m not that kind of person. I always take my brother and Brother Jingchen as my code of conduct, and I combine the best of both families in my conduct and actions. So it’s okay if you misunderstand me, but please don’t question Brother Jingchen’s character, especially in front of him. That’s not right.”
Yu Jingchen reached out and pinched Yan Zhihuai's cheek. "When your brother was in first grade, he was a silly boy, but he wasn't as good at sowing discord as you are."
"Hehe." Yan Zhihuai smiled innocently.
"I think you're the most dishonest one." Qi Subai rubbed Yan Zhihuai's head. "Speaking of his brother, I just remembered him. Aqi is staying with his grandmother in Beicheng. He will come to pay his respects when we get back."
Fu Yanle nodded and said, "The elderly need someone to accompany them."
"Enough with the pleasantries, let's move to the dining room. I'm really hungry." Yan Zhaoming stood up, put his arm around Qi Subai, and led her to the dining room, taking the initiative as the guest.
Upon seeing this, Fu Yanle quickly clenched his fist and lightly gave Yu Jingchen a powerful punch, mouthing: You scheming little rascal!
Yu Jingchen took his hand, lowered his head and kissed it, whispering, "Is the hand cream green tea flavored?"
"Yes, I smeared you on my hands." Fu Yanle broke free and smeared it on his buttocks. "Tread on me!"
Yu Jingchen reached out and gently pinched it. "So, it doesn't hurt here anymore?"
"Ouch!" Fu Yanle, unafraid of death, patted Yu Jingchen's butt and said in a cheeky tone, "You cute little guy with a perky butt!"
Left behind by two couples, Yan Zhihuai witnessed Fu Yanle and Yu Jingchen touching each other and embracing sweetly: "..."
Author's Note:
Little Swallow: Help me! Help me!
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